MTL - I Can See Through All Information-Chapter 163 The secret of the mind, Wei Zihao’s terrifying intuition
Chapter 163 The Secret of the Mind, Wei Zihao’s Terrifying Intuition
"You've come back just in time this time. I'm going to be my apprentice tomorrow. As an elder brother, you can help receive the guests then," Wei Xinghe said.
"By the way, dad, talking about this, I want to ask you, do you really want Zian to worship that Ma Gu as his teacher?" Wei Zihao asked.
“What, is there something wrong?”
“My child heard that Master Ma Gu is only a minor in the realm of muscles and bones. Isn’t it a bit inadequate to be Zi’an’s master?”
"Your brother is just entering the Qi and Blood Realm for the first time. Master Ma Gu's teachings are more than enough for him." Wei Xinghe shook his head, "The most important thing is that your brother is willing to listen to his teachings. You also know that Zian used to treat Xi Jinping What is Wu’s attitude?”
Wei Zihao thought about it and felt the same.
My younger brother used to be lazy when it came to practicing martial arts and just muddle along.
Since Master Magu can discipline him, he is indeed the best teacher.
"That's very good. Originally, I thought that if Zian really wanted to practice martial arts, he could go to Qingyun Sword Pavilion with him. Not long ago, my son had just become an inner disciple, and he was qualified to accept three sword-wielding boys."
Lu Qing, who was reading in the yard, was a little surprised.
I didn’t expect my eldest son to pass.
This guy is going to become a disciple tomorrow, so why is he still free to run around?
As for Xiaoyan and Xiaoli.
"Don't compare yourself with Mr. Lu Xiaolang. Their masters and disciples are all very human beings. Naturally, they are not comparable to ordinary people like us. However, in martial arts, the most important thing is to work steadily and lay a solid foundation. As long as you take one step at a time and don't be impatient, you may not be able to climb in the future." The pinnacle of martial arts, becoming a master, the opportunity to step into the innate world.”
“Young Master, why do you have time to come to my place?”
Wei Xinghe said sternly.
"Yes, my child, please remember your father's teachings." Wei Zihao responded solemnly.
In the evening, Wei Zihao took Wei Zian to Youzhu Courtyard to meet Lu Qing.
“My child was a little proud to begin with, but compared with the Mr. Lu Xiaolang you mentioned, this achievement becomes insignificant.”
The inner disciples of Qingyun Sword Pavilion must reach the realm of muscles and bones and pass the trials in the sect.
“Little Doctor Lu!”
“You have become an inner disciple of Qingyun Jiange?”
It is said that the inner sect trial of Qingyun sword pavilion is very harsh.
It is said that they are sword-serving boys. In fact, most of the inner disciples are used to cultivate their own cronies, or to support relatives and friends of the tribe. This is already the default rule.
Wei Xinghe was very surprised when he heard the news.
"The muscles and bones were perfected half a year ago... I remember that when I sent you to the Qingyun sword pavilion five years ago, you had just achieved a small level of qi and blood. In just over four years, you had reached the level of muscles and bones. Hao'er, I read it right at the time. Your talent is... It’s really suitable for learning swordsmanship.”
Arrived at the small courtyard, Wei Zian rushed in immediately.
Qingyun Sword Pavilion is one of the strongest sects in Jeju. The benefits of Wei Zihao becoming its inner disciple are needless to say.
“I’m ashamed to say that my child was fully mature half a year ago. It took him three months to prepare before he could barely pass the sect’s inner trial.”
Wei Xinghe was very satisfied.
Mrs. Wei especially liked Xiaoyan. After learning that she was learning calligraphy, she offered to help Lu Qing teach her.
So the two little guys spend most of their time studying there recently, and usually only come back at night.
"My eldest brother came back. He said he wanted to meet you, so I brought him here." Wei Zian said happily.
“Your eldest brother?”
Lu Qing looked behind him.
I saw a young man with an upright posture and a gentle face, looking at him in a daze.
At this time, Wei Zihao's heart was filled with shock.
Before meeting Lu Qing, he had always imagined him as a young man about the same age as him.
After all, although my father mentioned this young man many times, he did not mention his specific age. But he never thought that Lu Qing was so young. He looked almost like Zian, a few years younger than him.
I thought that it was such a young man who, with his body of muscles and bones, defeated a martial arts master with perfect internal organs in public.
Wei Zihao's heart couldn't help but tremble.
He finally understood why his father had repeatedly stressed that he should not compare himself with this Mr. Lu Xiaolang.
Who can compare with such a monster genius!
“Eldest Young Master?”
Lu Qing saw that Wei Zihao was just looking at him blankly without saying anything, so he shouted.
Wei Zihao woke up from a dream and saluted quickly: "I have met Mr. Lu Xiaolang. This is Wei Zihao, who is Zi'an's brother. Thank you very much Mr. Lu Xiaolang for your generous action that day. Not only did you save my mother and younger brother, but you also saved my Wei family in danger."
After saying that, Wei Zihao bowed deeply to Lu Qing and made a bow.
"Young master, you don't have to be so polite. I'm just doing it out of my heart." Lu Qing said with a smile.
"Lu Xiaolangjun is joking, your great kindness to our Wei family will be unforgettable by everyone in our Wei family."
Wei Zihao felt at ease, knowing that Mr. Lu Xiaolang was indeed as his father said, gentle to others and not at all domineering.
Seeing Lu Qing holding a book in his hand and staying in Youzhu Courtyard for a while, Wei Zihao wisely took his brother to leave.
After leaving the small courtyard, he breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
“Brother, what’s wrong with you?”
Wei Zian on the side was a little baffled when he saw him like this.
“This Mr. Lu Xiaolang is really extraordinary, and the psychological pressure he puts on people is really too great.”
Wei Zihao touched the cold sweat on his forehead and said.
“Yes, I think Dr. Lu is easy to get along with.” Wei Zian looked confused.
“It’s just that your cultivation level is too low and you can’t notice the terrible things about him.”
Wei Zihao was still frightened.
Although Lu Qing controlled his aura very well and did not leak it at all, he looked just like an ordinary teenager.
He also couldn't tell what level Lu Qing's cultivation level had reached.
But a sect secret skill that he had practiced always told him that Lu Qing was extremely dangerous.
It was that powerful feeling of suffocation that could take his life at will in an instant, and no matter how hard he struggled, it would be impossible to escape.
Even when facing the elders of the sect who were well-rounded, he had never felt so dangerous.
At this moment, Wei Zihao finally believed that what his father said was not exaggerated at all.
On the contrary, it may be an understatement.
This Mr. Lu Xiaolang may not only have the strength to defeat a martial arts master.
His true strength is beyond everyone’s imagination.
Wei Zihao has great faith in his own intuition.
Because it is precisely because of this intuition that he has been able to repeatedly avoid danger in a large and highly competitive sect like Qingyun Jiange in recent years, and successfully become an inner disciple.
“This Mr. Lu Xiaolang is someone you must not mess with!”
Wei Zihao made a decision instantly.
In the small courtyard, Lu Qing, who continued to read, sensed the departure of the Wei brothers and smiled, with a hint of fun in his eyes.
“Qingyun sword pavilion, the secret of the soul?”
“It seems that the eldest son of the Wei family is also a bit extraordinary.”
(End of this chapter)
