King Sheng nodded gently, turned around and said in a loud voice, "the time is coming. Yunsheng won\'t say much here. After the ceremony, Yunsheng will preach here for three days. If you have any questions in your mind, you will try your best to answer them."

The crowd suddenly roared. King Wu said it was hard to find in a lifetime. Many martial artists are lucky to see the king of Wu all their life. Even many favored children here don\'t have much chance to listen to the king of Wu, let alone ask questions.

"This trip is not in vain," someone said excitedly. Maybe this will be a god given opportunity to break through the bottleneck.

"Step on the stage!" the loud and melodious voice pressed down the whispers of the crowd. Wang Sheng walked slowly down the steps towards the platform set up in the middle of the square, followed by the woman in white behind him.

Before walking down the steps, the crowd had already made way for a passage. Wang Sheng smiled and nodded as he walked. His approachable appearance made many young people excited!

"One day, I will also become the king of martial arts!"

The rain ice haze behind him walked lightly, but there were huge waves in his heart, "finally looking forward to this day!" looking at the back of the man in front of him, the corners of his mouth behind the rain ice haze gauze showed a smile.

When she was twelve, her father sent her to Ziyun University. That was the first time she saw cloud master. Her clear and deep eyes made her unable to extricate herself at the first sight. From then on, only the figure and the eyes existed in her heart.

Twelve is the age of fun, curiosity about new things and wonderful ideas. But she suppressed all the agitation at the bottom of her heart, and only had martial arts in her heart, just for the happy smile and for the big hand to caress from the bun.

Seven years. It took her seven years to finally break through to the real world. However, master Yun always refused to accept her as an apprentice. Whenever it was late at night, she always asked herself, "did I do a bad job? Why can\'t master Yun be satisfied?"

Until the appearance of Nanmen maple.

That day, master Yun said he would officially accept her as a disciple. She was so happy that she almost cried. But when master Yun told her that he had intended to take Nanmen Feng as an apprentice, he was rejected by Nanmen Feng.

She suddenly felt a pain like a knife twist in her heart, "why is it like this?" Nanmen Feng was the loser of her hand, although she also felt that Nanmen Feng had good talent and could be comparable to her?

She doesn\'t know whether she should hate Nanmen Feng or thank Nanmen Feng. That day, I accidentally met Nanmen Feng in the library. I couldn\'t help fighting Nanmen Feng. She was afraid that master Yun would be angry and didn\'t dare to say it.

Until that day, she saw nanmenfeng again in Yun normal school. She finally understood that she had lost! In master Yun\'s heart, she can never compare with Nanmen Feng, even if she becomes a real disciple of master Yun.

They are so alike that it has nothing to do with their appearance. Their every move, look and move, especially their heart, their crazy heart for martial arts.

She finally understood why proud master Ruyun would take the initiative to accept a spiritual martial artist as an apprentice, or invite him again after being rejected once.

My mind is spinning. I don\'t even know when I\'ve been on stage. He looked up at the Weian man sitting in front of him. Yubinglan suddenly had a rapid heartbeat and a hot face. He quickly bowed his head and stood aside. The remaining corner of his eye didn\'t forget to peek, "did cloud master find her embarrassment?"

"It\'s a pity it\'s not him." Wang Sheng showed a trace of regret in his eyes, and then secretly complained about why he had this idea? Although yubinglan is a disciple in his mind, there is no one in ten thousand. He should be satisfied to receive such a successor.

But somehow in my heart, the stubborn figure of the young man always appears.

"It\'s time!" a melodious voice spread far away in the square, and the chaotic thoughts returned to reality.

The reception ceremony officially begins!

Yubinglan took the tea cup from the old man, knelt slowly in front of King Sheng, and said in a trembling voice, "master, drink tea."

"OK." Wang Sheng took the cup and drank it and put it back. He took out a storage bag from his arms and said softly, "as a teacher, I don\'t have any good things for you. Keep these for future use. But you should remember that all external forces can help, but you can\'t rely on them."

Yubinglan took the storage bag and whispered, "thank you, master."

"Get up!" King Sheng reached out and picked up yubinglan.

The warm big hand gently touched the soft jade arm. Yubinglan\'s heart couldn\'t help rippling, "master Yun hasn\'t been so close to her for a long time."

The so-called reception ceremony is just a simple ceremony. Next, various forces paid a visit to King Sheng and sent prepared gifts to his new disciples.

For a time, the flow of people crisscrossed, and the sounds came one after another. Every time the name of a gift was announced, it was loudly exclaimed in the crowd. It seems that all forces have paid off in order to please King Sheng.

A king of martial arts may have nothing to do with some big forces, but a promising king of the royal family who is regarded as the king of martial arts who is most likely to attack the king of martial arts should not be taken lightly.

Nanmen Feng was stunned and immediately lost his smile. "You shouldn\'t ask me this question. You should go on stage and ask yubinglan."

Mu Pengcheng stared at Nanmen Feng and didn\'t speak. Obviously, he also realized that the problem was an idiot.

At this time, the whole square suddenly lit up. I saw countless torches around. The lights of the whole square were as bright as day.

Wang Sheng left his chair and sat cross legged on the stage, his eyes sweeping through the crowd. Everyone understood that King Sheng was about to start preaching, and the huge square was silent.

"Martial arts is not only the way of humanity, but also the way of mind, but also the way of heaven. You can understand the way of heaven only when you are upright and upright..." a peaceful voice was heard from the stage, and the farthest corner was also clear, and King Sheng\'s words sounded in your ears.

Among them, those who have feelings sit on the ground and listen attentively. King Wu preaches once in a hundred years. Perhaps only Nanmen Feng was the most profound person present. Because Wang Sheng taught Tao by himself, he had a deep understanding of what he said.

As time slowly passed, the crowd was intoxicated by the words and sentences, and the long confused problems suddenly became clear.

Yuan Li fluctuated in the crowd, and someone broke through?

Every two hours, King Sheng would stop and answer the questions in the hearts of the people. Such exchange and replacement, sunrise and sunset, three days are fleeting.

Until King Sheng got up slowly, they still couldn\'t calm down for a long time. The harvest in the past three days may be more than three years. They just hate that the time is too short to listen to King Sheng\'s sermon.

"There are many young talents among you. In a word, Yun also has a semi incompetent disciple. Young talents who are willing to make friends with martial arts can compete on the stage. There is no limit to cultivation in the spiritual realm, and they must be below the third floor in the real realm. Yun will give some humble opinions and hope to help."

Wang Sheng\'s words caused an uproar again.

One and a half disciples? Rain ice haze is naturally one. Who is that half?

It\'s a rare opportunity for the younger generation to compete with King Sheng\'s disciples and ask him personally. All the people below the third floor of the true realm in the crowd were ready to move, and some people said in their hearts: "what glory it would be if they could defeat King Sheng\'s disciples and become famous once!"

When Nanmen Feng heard King Sheng talking about one and a half disciples, he knew it was bad. The half must have said him. Nanmen Feng is greatly favored by King Sheng. He can afford this half disciple. But in full view of the public, if he loses, won\'t he lose the face of King Sheng?

Just then, King Sheng\'s voice sounded, "come up!"

Nanmen Feng couldn\'t help laughing bitterly. Although he didn\'t call the roll, what can be said is not who he can be? They could only walk slowly through the crowded crowd and walk towards the stage.

At this time, the crowd was looking around, trying to see what holy half of King Sheng\'s disciples were. When Nanmen Maple began to appear on the stage, the crowd was in an uproar.

At the age of Nanmen Feng, he has the cultivation of the seventh floor of the spiritual realm, which is really good. What is the identity of King Kesheng? What is the identity of his disciple? Although he is only half of King Sheng\'s disciple, this cultivation is not enough!

At the age of 17 or 18, many of the disciples of some large families and large schools have cultivation accomplishments on the eighth floor of the spiritual realm, and there are people on the ninth floor.

He doesn\'t deserve to be king Sheng\'s disciple, even half of him!

In a corner of the crowd, a man who looked 40 or 50 years old looked at Nanmen Feng walking towards the stage and muttered, "how could it be him? He was valued by King Sheng!"

Surprise, regret and regret flashed in the man\'s eyes. His emotions were mixed, and finally turned into a long sigh, "senior brother Baili, you should be very happy to know!"

If Nanmen Feng sees this man, he will be very happy, because he is Xiang Yao, the inner gate elder of wanjianzong. Xiang Yao makes friends with Baili Changqing. After Baili Changqing is taken away by the elder, Xiang Yao will take charge of the inner door.

The eighth Prince Yunhua\'s eyes flashed with ecstasy. All his kung fu was not in vain. In the battle for the support of King Sheng, he has defeated his second brother Yunyan. If it hadn\'t been too far away, Yunhua really wanted to see Yunyan\'s face now.

"That\'s what you do!" the second prince Yunyan whispered, his eyes coldly sweeping at the young man around him.

A trace of hatred flashed in the young man\'s eyes. He immediately hid it deeply and said faintly: "Your Highness, the boy is arrogant and has no taboo. I don\'t say you put it in your eyes. I can\'t help it."

The young man is Xiao Fengyu. It\'s good that the Xiao family is attached to the cloud family, but the cloud family doesn\'t need to rely on the Xiao family. Besides, the Xiao family depends on the strength hidden behind the cloud family. The Xiao family doesn\'t need to pay attention to the royal family in the open. Not even an Emperor today, not to mention a prince?

He Xiao Fengyu is a member of the Xiao family. Even if he can\'t inherit the position of family leader in the future, he will also be an important figure in the family. In his capacity, making friends with a prince is enough.

Trying to please? You don\'t deserve to be a prince alone!

Aware of Xiao Fengyu\'s cold attitude, Yun Yandun knew that he had just lost his temper. Xiao Fengyu is an indispensable help to him, and he must not fall to Yunhua. Otherwise, the consequences are very bad.

"Brother Xiao, Yunyan lost his temper just now. Don\'t be surprised!"

Xiao Fengyu hurriedly said, "Your Highness is serious. It\'s your incompetence that makes your highness angry."

The second prince flashed a fierce look in his eyes and said in a low voice: "brother Xiao, can a martial artist on the seventh floor of the spiritual realm be solved?" Yunyan\'s purpose is that the enemy should destroy him before he grows up. Obviously, he has regarded Nanmen Maple as Yunhua\'s man.