Zhang Jiuling took a big strode, and the clouds and mists of thousands of miles dissipated in an instant.

Only a sea of ​​clouds was left rolling under your feet.

With the endless golden light and Taoist Script flowing on the earth, Zhang Jiuling raised his head.

Taking clouds as the sea and mountains as the island, rolling up three thousand miles of spiritual energy, calling ancient trees evergreen.

On a white snow on the top of the mountain, a man in white with a sad face sat under the evergreen ancient tree with his eyes closed.

He was like carrying the backbone of heaven and earth, and the terrifying power that could not be described in words surrounded him, making him powerful without anger.

It seems that all the brilliance between heaven and earth is taken away by it.

"Congratulations!"

As a familiar and unfamiliar voice sounded, Zhang Jiuling discovered Ma Weiba standing under the snow peak and Gu Daojun behind him.

And the one who spoke was Ma Weiba.

Zhang Jiuling waited for this sound for two hundred years and finally arrived.

"I thought you two had very little chance, but I didn't expect you to succeed, and you even have the qualifications to become true disciples."

Ma Weiba said in an admirational tone.

He didn't seem to mind the disappearance of his only disciple's identity.

Freedom and free and easy merge into him.

"Just luck."

Zhang Jiuling spoke.

But he was also confused. According to Ma Weiba, he was the only true teaching, but why was the Gu Daojun not the true teaching?

As if he felt Zhang Jiuling's puzzled eyes, Gu Daojun smiled and said:

"Brother Zhang, you won, I'll invite you to drink."

"You arrived before me, what if I won?"

Zhang Jiuling frowned.

"I haven't passed the barriers of knowledge and perseverance."

Gu Daojun shook his head and said.

He really couldn't resist the endless loneliness.

I originally thought that even though I had not joined the sect of the Lord of Taibai Mountain, I had already obtained such knowledge.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he came out of the illusion, the memories of countless books disappeared instantly.

This may be a punishment.

The Gu Daojun continued:

"But the master opened the Internet and did not accept me as a true disciple, but he allowed me to be a registered disciple and become a disciple today."

Zhang Jiuling looked up slightly, looked at the majestic figure on the top of Taibai Mountain, and asked softly:

"Is the one above the Lord of Taibai Mountain?"

"That's my master, but now you should change your words and become a disciple."

Ma Weiba smiled.

Then he took Gu Daojun to make a way out and made a gesture of asking for help.

He and Gu Daojun slowly retreated to the side.

At this time, under the evergreen ancient tree, Ji Man opened his eyes.

His eyes turned into dazzling gold, and there seemed to be endless power flowing in it.

Zhang Jiuling looked up and felt that he seemed to be facing the scrutiny of a world.

Great.

solemn.

Zhang Jiuling's mentality as quiet as water for more than 200 years collapsed instantly.

What he seemed to see in his consciousness was a giant tripod that suppressed the world.

It swallows and spits all over the world, and there seems to be endless spiritual energy under its four feet.

Just as Zhang Jiuling sank into Ji Man's eyes, a voice sounded, pulling him back from his despair.

"Go ahead."

On the snow peak, Ji Man spoke.

Its voice seems to resonate with all things, not like the sound of ordinary people.

In an instant, the heaven and earth changed.

A golden light led from the top of Xuefeng Peak to Zhang Jiuling.

Zhang Jiuling looked at the golden light in front of him, took big steps, and followed the golden light and crossed the endless mountain road above Taibai Mountain Peak.

Step by step, I walked under the ancient tree on the top of Taibai Mountain, and endless golden light wrapped it here like a holy place.

When he walked to Ji Man's body, he stopped and bowed quietly to the end.

Ji Man looked at Zhang Jiuling in front of him quietly. People look at the skin, while he look at the soul.

Zhang Jiuling's soul is much more solid than the two below.

This is endless time and knowledge accumulation.

Looking at Zhang Jiuling, Ji Man said solemnly:

"Zhang Jiuling, you have all the courage, understanding, perseverance, strategy, overall situation, knowledge, and perseverance. You will be so talented and persevering that you will be included in my family. In my lineage, there are few people who really accept disciples and preach the ministry. Most of them are passed down from generation to generation and preached by the Jiuzhou Ding. But today I have made an exception and only hope that the inheritance of the Jiuzhou Ding will continue in the future, and the people who protect the Jiuzhou Ding will continue to be."

Under the ancient tree, Ji Man sat cross-legged, and his body gradually floated into the air. He quietly looked at Zhang Jiuling in front of him and said:

"My lineage does not seek red tape. After performing this apprenticeship, you will be my apprentice from now on. But remember that if you join my tripod, you will be busy for the Jiuzhou in your life. If you are the one who harms Jiuzhou, I will clean up the door."

Every word of Ji Man seemed to resonate with heaven and earth. Every time he said a word, heaven and earth resonated.

When it comes to cleaning up the portal, Zhang Jiuling could feel the restrained murderous aura and caution.

It seemed that a sharp sword was hanging high above his head.

But without any hesitation, Zhang Jiuling looked at the white-clothed Confucian scholar in front of him and bowed to the end.

Kneeling on both knees, the snow layer was broken, and the head was firmly knocked to the ground.

"Disciple, please pay homage to the master."

Kneel three times and bow nine times.

This gift is not allowed.

Ji Man quietly looked at Zhang Jiuling in front of him and kowtowed one by one.

After Zhang Jiuling kowtowed the last sound, he stopped moving, but he did not stand up.

Ji Man glanced at him, felt satisfied and said:

"Get up."

As Ji Man's voice fell, Zhang Jiuling felt that the earth seemed to be bulging under his knees, and a huge force slowly helped him up.

And Ji Man continued:

"Although Ma Weiba is my registered disciple, he is also your senior brother. You should have seen him. From now on, you will be the same brothers."

"Zhang Jiuling has met the eldest brother."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jiuling immediately turned around to pay homage to the Tao.

"It's so polite."

Ma Weiba, who was on the side of the mountain in the distance, waved his hand and smiled.

At this time, Ji Man turned his gaze to Gu Daojun and said:

"And you kowtow too, and you have performed the apprenticeship. From now on, you will be my third disciple and their junior brother."

Gu Daojun hurriedly stepped forward and kowtowed.

"Meet the master."

"Zhang Jiuling, you will need to explain the history of Jiuzhou and the school of hundreds of schools to them every day in the future."

"yes!"

Zhang Jiuling looked at the two people around him and agreed.

"Weiba, you will teach your junior brother in the future."

"yes!"

"I believe you have questions about the difference between true teachings and registered disciples. The biggest difference is that one is the 120,000 books, and the second is the method of cultivation."

Ji Man pointed out with one finger, and a golden light shot out.

The golden light was printed on Zhang Jiuling's eyebrows.

"If you enter my true teachings, you should practice this Nine Cauldron Taoist Dharma."

What Ji Man gave was the supreme Taoist method passed down from the Jiuzhou Ding lineage. This method is no less than the Yellow River Heavenly Monument, and it is even half a point better than it.

Zhang Jiuling only felt that a giant cauldron occupied everything in his mind.

There are countless Taoist essays engraved on the cauldron, as if countless people are singing praises, and as if countless people are fighting.

"For this, let's understand it well."
Chapter completed!