"Zhang Sixian, can you write a post about apprenticeship?

"Won't."

"Then can you read?"

“I haven’t studied.”

"Then today I will teach you how to cut off your writing and learn to read."

"good."

......

Zhang Jiao carried his luggage and walked into the blacksmith shop.

"Zhang Qiwen, help me cast a weapon. This is the wages and drawings. The blade must be made of my material. The handle is inlaid with gold silk wood and black iron is wrapped in black."

"Meng Ling, do you want to make a pair of scissors?" Zhang Qiwen looked at the drawings with some confusion.

"This is my strange weapon that has not passed away. The inscription groove on it must be kept for me, and the inscription must be filled with inscriptions."

"Tsk tsk, Meng Ling, I didn't expect you to be so generous. You should know that I have been begging this iron outside the sky for ten years and you have never been willing to give it to me. I want your salary. I just treat it as a blessing to you for your good disciple."

Time flies, and nine heavens pass by quietly.

It was very lively outside Zhang Jiao's medicine shop, and neighbors gathered together to talk to each other. Zhang San walked from the backyard to the front hall step by step, aimed at the portrait of the ancestor hanging in the hall, lit three incense sticks, knelt on the ground, worshiped and inserted it into the incense burner.

Then he knelt down at Zhang Jiao, who was in the main seat and gave the three buttons. He took the teacher's tea from Zhang Bao's hand and handed it to Zhang Jiao. Zhang Jiao took a sip with a smile, and then took the post of apprenticeship.

"After joining me, remember not to be greedy, study diligently, and never let the root of laziness entangle the mind; do everything within your ability, and do not act recklessly; be chivalrous and righteous, and do not bully the weak."

"Disciple knows."

"Get up, good disciple."

Zhang Jiao helped Zhang San up and handed something out. Zhang San was a little surprised when he saw it. What caught his eye was an exquisite butterfly knife.

"How is that possible!"

"Don't be surprised, I'm sorry, this weapon is for the master to see you often play with your weird weapon, but the blade of the weapon has been curled and the material is even more sparse. I've decided to give you a similar one as a gift for apprenticeship and give it a name."

"Pull it passes electricity, it's called "Pull it passes electricity."

"Good name."

Zhang San's eyes were a little wet, "Since I was a child, no one except the master would treat me so well, and care about me so much."

"Since we have joined my disciples, we are a family."

"Thank you, Master."

Zhang Liang shouted at this time: "Thank you all the fellow villagers for their support, thank you."

After everyone dispersed, Zhang Jiao called Zhang Liang: "Second brother, please take a look at the shop, I'll teach my apprentice."

"Okay, brother."

......

"Advisor, before we martial arts practitioners practice "qi". As the saying goes, spirit and essence combine, essence and qi combine, qi and force combine, and qi control power. The combination of essence, qi and spirit is the acquired nature, from the outside to the inside, the body nourishes all things and is born with internal strength, and then it is established as the foundation, with a beginning and end, and one is condensed into a golden elixir after beginning, the elixir falls into the infant and is born as the Nascent Soul, chaos opens up yin and yang to the inner universe, and the integration of the inside and outside is the immortal."

"Master, I don't understand what you said."

"It's the teacher's fault. Let's take care of your body first. Horse stance is the most basic and effective way of exercise."

Half an hour later, Zhang San's legs kept trembling, but Zhang San did not give up. Zhang Jiao saw it silently. After another quarter of an hour, Zhang San couldn't hold on and sat on the ground.

"Your bones are too weak. Shuyi has prepared a medicine bath for you, so let's stop today."

Zhang San helped Zhang Liang to find Zhang Liang while he helped Zhang San into the tank. The moment he took the bath, Zhang San felt a hint of comfort. He was about to jump out and was pressed by Zhang Liang.

"This tank of medicine is hard to find. You kid want to waste it, so you absorb it all." Zhang San spent three happy months like this.

"Good disciple, I'm much better." Zhang Jiao looked at Zhang San with abdominal muscles and said with a smile: "It's time to enter the next stage of training."

"No, Master? Come again!"

"If you want to beat others, you have to withstand other people's attacks, so a strong body is essential. You have to wear all of these, and I will add them according to your situation in the future."

Zhang Jiao turned a blind eye while Zhang San was wailing, but instead helped Zhang San put on heavy armor, and Zhang San sank a lot.

"Today I just adapt. You have to wear this and follow Zhang Bao to collect herbs from tomorrow. "Yes, Master."

Day after day, one morning, Zhang Jiao left everything behind on a whim and went up the mountain to collect herbs alone.

Zhang San looked at Zhang Jiao's back with some concern. After lunch, Zhang Jiao returned to the pharmacy with a tired look on his face. Several people were worried.

When Zhang Jiao asked, Zhang Jiao showed a tired expression.

"The three of us are finally going to meet the disaster."

"I've been waiting for ten years, but I've come."

Zhang Jiao's hands were constantly flashing with electric light, and Zhang Liang began to become wet, and Zhang Bao's clothes were whistling without wind.

"Sixian, I originally planned to teach you the three books of "wind", "rain", and "thunder". I didn't expect that this coincidence, everything happened today." The energy from the fingertips of the three of them gathered together and fell into Zhang San's mind.

"Master, can you stop going to the uprising? Isn't it good for us to stay here? Why do you want to go to the uprising?"

"Sixian, saving you is the will of the hexagram, accepting you as a disciple is also the will of the hexagram, teaching you a technique and numerology is also the will of the hexagram, and the response of our three is even the will of the hexagram. We knew it ten years ago when we met the old immortal Nanhua.

I just went up the mountain on a whim. I took advantage of the old days and the new days before they were about to disappear and found that the fortune of the Han Dynasty had completely disappeared, and the following hexagrams were blurred. We are the destiny, an abandoned destiny!"

"I care about your destiny! There are always tall men holding on to you when the sky falls, and you care about your affairs!"

"We are the tall guys you talk about! This is not formed after all, but our three destiny is the Ziwei Emperor! Besides, who will win the destiny?

"You just can't go!" Zhang San roared loudly.

"Why?"

"You all say that you are Taoist priests, and Taoist priests are very frank about anything, so you can't be the master of being emperors!"

After listening to everything calmly, Zhang Liang spoke calmly: "This is not the reason why you block us."

"You have to listen, right? I'll tell you, you three will die. I don't want you to die, do you understand?"

"Sixian, you should know that some things surpass life. The world will be divided for a long time and will be divided for a long time. This is the general trend, and we are chosen by the way of heaven as the beginning of a chaotic world. Even if we don't do it, there will be three brothers including Li Jiao, Liu Jiao and others. No need to say it, your teacher has made up your mind." Zhang San angrily removed his heavy armor and ran all the way to the mountain. Zhang Bao was about to chase him, but Zhang Jiao stopped Zhang Bao:

"Let him go, it's good to vent. Also, prepare for it. After tonight, the three of us will part ways. Perhaps there is no hope of meeting again in our lives. We will have a happy drink tonight."

"Brother..."

Zhang San ran faster and faster until two strong winds emanated from his feet. Finally, Zhang San returned to his original place. A stinger penetrated into the river, and a long-horned python slowly moved his body, staring at Zhang San under the water and spitting a letter.

"Even you beast dares to bother me!"

Zhang San took out the "Zhudian" and didn't bother to play tricks. He fixed the end and held the "Zhudian" with his backhand, stretched out his left hand to wave it.

"Shui Yu"

Zhang San, who was originally a little slow in the water, stood on the river as if he was walking on the ground, and threw out the "Zhudian" expressionlessly and rushed into the giant python one after another. The giant python's tail was swung hard at Zhang San like a whip. Zhang San flipped over and then inserted it into the giant python's tail. The giant python opened its mouth and bit it at Zhang San in pain. Zhang San jumped on the head of the giant python with the help of the giant python's body, grabbed the horn, and stabbed it wildly in the head of the giant python. The giant python kept rolling on the river surface to try to throw Zhang San down.

Unexpectedly, Zhang San's arm grabbed the horn without moving like steel pouring. After a while, the originally clear river surface was dyed red by blood. After piercing the giant python's head, he pulled down the almost broken python head and threw it away. The python head jumped and bit a rabbit and then left it unsteadily. The remaining python body slowly wrapped around Zhang San. Zhang San jumped out of the lake and watched the corpse that had lost its head slowly sink into the river. After a fierce battle, Zhang San cried bitterly:

"Why did it turn out like this? The boss died, and Aunt Li was gone. Now even the master and the remaining two have to die generously, I..."

After a long time, Zhang San got up from the grass and walked back slowly. Half an hour later, he returned to the town and pushed open the door of the medicine shop. The three people inside put wine and food on the table, and the four wine glasses on the table made Zhang San's eyes wet.

"Nothing is said, everything is in the wine, drink."

"You want to die, you can do whatever you want, but I want to follow my master."

"Sixian, hey, do whatever you want."

The next morning.

“I can’t ride a horse.”

"Everything is the first time. I will try it slowly. If I don't try it, I will never be able to do it. Second brother and third brother. Let's leave this, and hope we can have a day to drink together."

"Big brother, third brother, Sixian, there will be a date later."

"Big brother, second brother, Sixian, goodbye."

....

"Master, where are we going now?"

"Now, people in various places are living in poverty, plagues are everywhere, natural disasters and man-made disasters have not taken any action. As a teacher, I am really worried about the people in the world. In this way, let's go to Jizhou, where the plague is the most serious. Shuyi will go to Yuzhou, and Zhang Bao will go to Xuzhou."

"Does the master plan to teach the people the talismans to cure the plague while treating the plague and then revolt?"

"Sixian, this is not called an uprising. Even if I lead hundreds of thousands of people, I can't defeat tens of thousands of elite troops. What if I conquer this country? I have no descendants and the imperial power is useless to me. I use blood to tear open the remaining opportunities of this corrupt dynasty. At that time, the court will issue local military power. The princes who have long been dissatisfied with the court will definitely take the opportunity to separatist, and the three brothers, as traitors, will have great contributions. After the rebellion, all the battle situation will change, and the next is a melee. If an accident occurs one day, you must not save me or have other ideas."

"Then the disciples will send the master to the last journey."

"Hahaha, that's right, go!"

"Master, wait for me!"

.........

Zhang Jiao led Zhang San into a village where flies flew everywhere, and the stinking corpses were smelly and rotten corpses could be seen everywhere. This scene almost made Zhang San spit out. After tying the horses, a weak farmer with a pussy on his face came over weakly:
To be continued...