I conquer the immortal with my strength.

Chapter 14 Certificate of Surrender

"Master has passed away!" Xia Daoming replied.

"Dead?" Liang Jingtang was stunned when he heard this and remained silent for a long time.

"Alas!" After a long time, Liang Jingtang let out a long sigh and said, "Tell me about your master and how he passed away. You can also tell me. He is a fourth-grade martial artist. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be like this. Short-lived.”

"Yes." Xia Daoming bowed slightly and roughly recounted some past events about Qiu Zhiheng's opening of a martial arts gym in Black Rock City, as well as his murder.

However, the matter regarding the century-old dragon-marked purple blood ginseng was replaced by Xia Daoming's dispute over other interests.

After listening to this, Liang Jingtang was silent for a long time, and then said with a sad look: "The world is very chaotic nowadays. We warriors seem to be more capable of protecting ourselves than ordinary people, but because of this, we are unwilling to be ordinary and are more likely to get involved in conflicts of interest. In the midst of fighting, a happy ending is often rare.

Your master can live to be sixty years old, and after his death there will be someone to avenge him regardless of the danger, and he can rest in peace even under the circumstances. "

"The hatred of the master's murderer is irreconcilable, so why should Daoming take the risk?" Xia Daoming said.

"What a sworn enemy!" Liang Jingtang patted the armrest of the chair when he heard this, and looked at Xia Daoming with a hint of admiration.

"How old are you this year? When did you reach the fourth level of Dragon Snake Jue?" Liang Jingtang asked.

"Back to the master, this junior is twenty-four years old this year. He reached the fourth level when he was twenty-two years old." Xia Daoming replied.

Liu Qiaolian once mentioned to Xia Daoming that martial arts schools generally would not give a twenty-five-year-old martial artist the opportunity to observe the secret map of Shen Yun.

Xia Daoming will be twenty-five in a few months. It can be said that he has just squeezed into the age threshold.

This age is definitely not flattering and will most likely be turned away.

Therefore, Xia Daoming had already thought about it before he came. In addition to playing the origin card of Qiu Zhiheng, he also wanted to advance his training to a fourth-level martial artist to the age of twenty-two.

Xia Daoming originally thought about changing his true age, but the conditions in the North were harsh, and his body was affected by the environment, and his appearance was anxious. If he pretended to be young, it would be difficult for Liang Jingtang not to be suspicious.

"Cultivating to the fourth level at the age of twenty-two would definitely be considered outstanding in a remote place like Black Rock City, but among the younger generation in Licheng, it can only be considered average.

Moreover, you delayed coming to Licheng for two years, which also caused you to waste two years of taking the secret medicine of cultivating Anjin. Even if I, for the sake of Zai Heng, allow you to observe the secret map of Qian Jiao's charm, I'm afraid it's all in vain, but a waste of your money and the charm contained in the secret map of Shen Yun. Liang Jingtang frowned slightly when he heard this.

Xia Daoming was surprised and secretly happy when he heard this.

Fortunately, he was a little clever, otherwise he would have to show some of his true abilities to gain the opportunity to observe the secret map of Shen Yun.

Listening to Liang Jingtang's tone now, it seems more that he doesn't want him to fetch water in a bamboo basket, but it's not that he won't give him any chance.

"This junior has traveled thousands of miles and gone through many dangers before coming to Licheng. He is determined to learn martial arts. Please let the master of the hall make it happen!" Xia Daoming knelt on one knee and said.

Liang Jingtang looked at Xia Daoming with a determined look on his face, twirling his silver beard, and after pondering for a long time, he said: "Once the secret map of Shen Yun is consecrated, its charm will lose one point.

Therefore, the Shen Yun Secret Map of any sect or family is a secret that is not passed on to the public and is only left to the disciples who are expected to reach the realm of great martial arts to observe and learn, so as not to abuse the Shen Yun Secret Map and cut off the opportunities for future generations, thus ruining the future of the sect and the family. .

Although the martial arts school teaches apprentices to the public and makes money, when it comes to teaching the secrets of Shen Yun, money is by no means sufficient. Moreover, I am getting older, my martial arts has come to an end, and I have no children, so money no longer has much appeal to me.

My biggest wish now is to train a truly powerful martial artist who can develop the Qianjiao Martial Arts School. Therefore, since five years ago, I have stopped accepting disciples unless I am tempted by someone who is truly talented in martial arts.

You only became a fourth-level martial artist when you were twenty-two years old. Your martial arts talent is not outstanding in Licheng, and you wasted two years in vain. If it weren't for the kindness of your dead master, I would never have given you a chance! "

"Thank you, Master!" Xia Daoming said happily after hearing this.

"Don't rush to be happy and say thank you. I will give you a chance out of consideration for your dead master, but the rules of teaching the secret map of Shen Yun cannot be broken. You listen first. If you can accept it and complete it, then thank you and become the master." It’s not too late.” Liang Jingtang waved his hand.

"Master, please speak!" Xia Daoming said solemnly.

"One, the tuition fee is five thousand taels. However, your master and I had a close relationship back then, and he can be considered your uncle. You come from a remote place and don't have much money. I will give you a two thousand tael exemption. You Just pay three thousand taels."

Xia Daoming was surprised at first when he heard this, and then looked at Liang Jingtang with a slightly different look.

"Second, get a certificate! Once you are taught the secret map of Shen Yun, you are considered a direct disciple. They are different from those in the outer courtyard who pay money to learn martial arts. Their will must be tested and their loyalty to the master must be guaranteed.

Third, you only have ten opportunities to observe, one hour each time, once every six months, which means that within five years, if you cannot understand the secret map of Shen Yun and cultivate the secret power, you will never have another chance.

Not only that, except for the first time, every time you observe in the future, you need to pay another hundred taels of silver or complete a task. " Liang Jingtang said.

"Why can it only be done once an hour at a time and once every half a year?" Xia Daoming asked.

Liang Jingtang glanced at Xia Daoming in surprise.

He also thought that Xia Daoming would be more concerned about tuition fees and certificates.

After all, even if he made some deductions, three thousand taels of silver was still a huge sum of money for a young fourth-level martial artist from a small and remote place.

As for the application for a petition, it is definitely not easy. Otherwise, why would there be such a condition?
But Xia Daoming directly surpassed these two conditions, as if money and investment certificate were no problem to him.

However, after the accident, Liang Jingtang still replied: "The secret map of Shen Yun is the hard work of a generation of martial arts masters. It contains the magical charm of martial arts and has a great impact on people's spiritual consciousness.

Most people's brains will easily fall into confusion if they observe for more than an hour, and some may even fall into coma and become dementia. The reason for the half-year gap is that after observing Shen Yun’s secret map, I can recall and ponder it over and over in my mind within half a year. Half a year later, that memory is nowhere to be found and needs to be revisited. Of course, it may be better if you can observe and practice it every one or two months, but the loss of Shen Yun in the Shen Yun Secret Map is also great. "

"That's it!" Xia Daoming said with relief, but he was secretly surprised and wanted to see the secret map of Shen Yun more and more.

"You will naturally understand these when you have the opportunity to observe the secret map of Shen Yun." Liang Jingtang said.

"Junior understands, why don't you ask the museum owner to indicate clearly what kind of certificate is needed?" Xia Daoming asked.
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a few days later.

On a country road more than 30 miles outside the east city of Licheng, Wu Changlu was riding a horse with a piece of dead grass in his mouth. He was holding the reins with one hand and slapped him with the other hand from time to time with "Pah! Pah!" The girl's butt on horseback in front of her.

Behind Wu Changlu were two servants who were also holding a piece of dead grass in their mouths and sitting swaying on their horses.

They looked at the girl in front of them who kept twisting her body, her mouth stuffed with strips of cloth saying "oooo!", their eyes gleaming lustfully, and their faces showing evil smiles.

Because every time their young master has fun, he will hand people over to them.

After they had fun, they sold the girl to Ren Yazi and made a small fortune in vain.

And for doing this, their young master takes the blame, so they don't have to bear any risk.

Just as the master and the two servants were thinking about taking the girl back to Wujiapu to have a good time, there suddenly appeared on the road ahead a man wearing black clothes and a bamboo hat, covering his entire face.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, this is Master Wu Changlu, the legitimate son of the elder Wuyue Ming clan in Wujiabao." Seeing someone blocking their way, the two servants immediately stepped forward and shouted.

"So you are Master Wu Changlu!" The man in the bamboo hat glanced at the girl who was being held down by Wu Changlu, and with a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, he jumped up from the horse.

The man was in the air, already flying out of the fog with one move, his legs were heavily shadowed, and in the blink of an eye he swept away the two servants who rushed up from their horses.

Then the man tumbled in the air with his strength, and a snake came out of the hole, stabbing Wu Changlu's neck with its knife hand.

Wu Changlu was shocked, and while raising his arms to block, he shouted: "Who are you? Why do you want to..."

Before Wu Changlu finished speaking, he felt a terrifying force hit his crossed arms.

Then Wu Changlu fell off the horse involuntarily.

Before he could come to his senses, the man had already fallen down with a sharp dagger in his hand.

The short knife flashed coldly in the sunlight, and Wu Changlu's body was separated.

Then the man quickly turned around and finished off the two servants who were struggling to get up.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The girl on horseback looked at the horrifying scene in front of her and saw the man in the bamboo hat walking towards her. She couldn't help but struggle harder and harder, her eyes filled with fear.

"Don't be afraid, I won't kill you." The man in the bamboo hat untied the girl.

"Thank you for saving my life, hero!" The girl kowtowed to the man in the bamboo hat with a pale face and thanked her.

"Get out of here quickly." The man in the bamboo hat waved his hand.

The girl kowtowed twice more, then stumbled away on the road without looking back.

"The rumors outside are wrong. This Wu Changlu is actually a fourth-grade martial artist, and it's strange that his strength actually contains hidden strength, but it is very weak. Fortunately, I was the one who took action, otherwise things would have been a big deal!" The girl! After leaving, the man in the bamboo hat walked to Wu Changlu, squatted down and touched the body, while muttering in a low voice.

The man in the bamboo hat quickly touched the three corpses, put Wu Changlu's head in a black leather bag, buried the three corpses, got on his horse, and galloped towards Licheng.

An hour later.

Xia Daoming walked into the Qianjiao Martial Arts School wearing a green suit and carrying a leather bag in his hand.

Yuchi Xiao, who was giving instructions and supervising everyone's martial arts training in the outer courtyard, saw Xia Daoming coming in. He glanced at the leather bag in his hand and showed a hint of surprise.

"You succeeded so quickly?" Yuchi Xiao came forward and asked in a low voice.

"Yeah." Xia Daoming nodded.

"Nothing went wrong, right?"

"No! Is the owner here?"

"Here, come with me."

Soon, the two passed through the arched door and walked through a winding corridor to the inner courtyard.

　There will be another update later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)