C181 Happiness Paradise
C181 Happiness Paradise
On Shen Manyu's side, she was unfamiliar with them and felt a little awkward.
When Lin Faang heard that Lin Faang was coming, he had just knocked on the door when he heard a hurried sound coming from inside.
Very quickly, Shen Manyu's father opened the door and made way.
"Senior granduncle!"
Lin Faang nodded and walked in.
Ming Hui was his dao name in Wudang Mountain. His real name was Shen Tianyang, but he was used to the name Ming Hui, so he changed the name to Shen Minghui later.
When he entered, the room was concise and complete.
"Martial Uncle, please take a seat!"
Shen Minghui made a light gesture to Lin Faang. The kettle beside him was already boiling.
Lin Faang sat down. He did not waste any time and went straight to the point.
"Minghui, I came here for a purpose that I want you to know. I have seen Manyu. It is indeed a good piece of material. " But I don't need to say much about the cruelty of the world of martial artists. Do you really want to send him to the Emei Sect? "
Shen Minghui nodded firmly and said, "Martial Ancestral Uncle, do you know who took Manyu as his disciple this time?"
Lin Faang shook his head.
"She is the former sect master of the Emei Sect, the current Supreme Elder, Master Extermination."
Lin Faang's eyelids twitched. This was an old monster. According to the information he had obtained, this old woman was also a half-step Soul Formation expert. She was indeed stronger than him.
However, none of these were important. Most importantly, this old woman was already ninety-eight years old. It was rumored that she didn't have two years left to live. No one dared to provoke such a terrifying existence that was on the verge of death. Even Lin Faang had to avoid her.
Lin Faang rubbed his chin. Who would have thought that such a small matter would involve such a powerful figure?
"I have seen that young man before. He is indeed a good young man. It is a pity that they are destined to have no fate."
Lin Faang nodded. This matter was indeed not easy to deal with, but he suddenly had an idea. He thought of something.
"Maybe they have some fate? If I'm not wrong, that old brat Tian Yang will live every two years."
"Eh!"
Shen Minghui looked up at the ceiling with an awkward expression. He looked as if he didn't hear anything at all. He definitely didn't hear such treasonous words.
"If Tian Yang could take Wang Zhuo as his personal disciple, not only would he be able to break his fate, the two of them might even be able to get together."
"Senior granduncle, you speak lightly. I've seen Wang Zhuo before. His bones are not suitable for practicing martial arts, not to mention that he has surpassed the age of practicing martial arts. How could the supreme elder take such trash as his personal disciple?"
Lin Faang rolled his eyes at Shen Minghui. How could he not know about this? If he dared to say it, he naturally had a way to solve it.
"Alright! This matter is decided for the time being. Whether it will work or not will depend on Wang Zhuo himself."
Seeing that Lin Faang had already made up his mind, Shen Minghui didn't say anything else. He was also curious about what this cheap senior granduncle of his would do to make the supreme elder accept Wang Zhuo as his disciple.
Later on, the two of them chatted about their daily lives and asked about the current situation at Wu Dang Mountain.
He casually called Wang Zhuo and asked him to come over to his future father-in-law's house.
After receiving the call, Wang Zhuo was nervous, excited, and depressed. He came to his future father-in-law's house.
"Cut the crap. There are two ways for you to go next. One, you two can settle down and break up peacefully..."
Before Lin Faang could finish his sentence, Wang Zhuo interrupted him and said, "No need to choose. I will choose the second option."
Lin Faang nodded and said, "Seven days later, there will be a Huawu competition. I want you to get first place. At that time, I will let you become the personal disciple of the Great Elder of Wudang Mountain. However, whether you can break the Life Matrix and become a Dao partner with Shen Manyu will depend on your own efforts."
"I will work hard." Wang Zhuo's eyes were filled with determination. He nodded and said.
"You are saying that you do not know what you are going to face. Come, give him a brief introduction of the contestants." Lin Faang turned to look at Shen Minghui.
Shen Minghui pointed at himself as if asking, "What do you want me to say?"
Lin Faang nodded. Otherwise, he would not know the situation of the participants this time. Therefore, he had no choice but to let Shen Minghui come.
"Cough cough!"
Shen Minghui coughed twice and said, "This time, the seeded contestant... In fact, it's just the five big sects and the eight big families. Among them, the most important thing to pay attention to is Shaolin's blind monk, Shaoqing, and Buddhist Six Abilities. He knows three of them. "Heavenly Eye Connection, Heavenly Ear Connection, Heart Connection."
"Next was the Xuan Yuan Family of the Eight Great Families. They possessed the Xuan Yuan Sword Technique which surpassed the blue. Even the people of the older generation are convinced. " Of course, I don't think it will affect you much. Let senior granduncle demonstrate it to you. "
Lin Faang did not waste any time. He picked up the teacup on the table and held it in his hand.
"Extend your hand!"
Wang Zhuo reached in front of Lin Faang. Lin Faang placed his fist on his palm.
"Crack crack crack crack..."
The teacup in Lin Faang's hand turned into quicksand. It flowed down from his hand and landed in Wang Zhuo's hand.
Wang Zhuo stared at the quicksand in his hand in shock. He had always thought that this was a show on TV. He didn't expect someone to be able to do this in real life.
"I don't know how strong they are. When I can guarantee that they can definitely do this, do you still have confidence now?"
Wang Zhuo was silent.
Lin Faang and Shen Minghui did not disturb him because this choice would decide his future.
After two minutes of silence, Wang Zhuo raised his head and stared at the quicksand in his hand. There was less determination in his eyes, but more unwillingness.
Just when Lin Faang and Shen Minghui thought Wang Zhuo was going to give up.
Wang Zhuo said, "I want to try!"
Shen Minghui sighed in his heart. With his mentality, there was no hope.
Lin Faang nodded slightly. He didn't feel anything. He had to try everything. What if he succeeded?
There were only seven days left. So I won't show you any mercy during these seven days. You'd better be mentally prepared. Of course, if you give up halfway, that's another matter. Now tell me, are you ready?"
Wang Zhuo nodded and said, "I am ready."
Lin Faang nodded and patted lightly.
A figure appeared out of nowhere behind Wang Zhuo, but he did not feel anything.
"Give him to your instructor and tell him that he only has seven days. Seven days later, I want a madman. If he gives up, then forget it."
Wang Zhuo did not know who Lin Faang was talking to, but he followed Lin Faang's instructions as if he was looking behind him. He turned around and saw a person standing behind him. He was shocked.
Before he could react, the person's hand grabbed the back of his neck and pinched it lightly. Instantly, he felt powerless and his consciousness was extinguished. Then, he lifted Wang Zhuo up and disappeared from where he stood, as if he had never appeared before.
Lin Faang stood up and tidied his clothes. "Alright! This is all for now. I will leave first."
Shen Minghui stood up and asked, "Martial Ancestral Uncle! There's something I've always wanted to ask you. I wonder if it's possible. "
Lin Faang turned his head to look at him and said, "What do you think?"
"I heard that the sect master was preparing to pass on the position of sect master to you in the early years. Is this true?"
Lin Faang nodded and said, "It is true! What is it?"
"Nothing. I was just curious and asked. Speaking of which, that is the position of Sect Master of Wudang Mountain. Martial granduncle, weren't you moved back then?"
Lin Faang smiled and shook his head. What was there to be moved about? It was merely the position of the sect master of Wudang Mountain. If one were to talk about it, it wouldn't be as good as his title of Netherworld Profound Emperor.
Moreover, it was so easy to become the Sect Leader of Wudang Mountain. Where did all these leisurely and binding forces come from? They were only slightly weaker than the army. There were even some traditional offerings and so on. It was so troublesome that he did not have the interest to exhaust himself to death.
It was better to be at ease now. Although some of his old friends would jump out from time to time to cause trouble, compared to the days of fighting and killing in the past, these days could be said to be a paradise of happiness.