Chapter One Hundred and Thirty: Disciple Two in One(2/2)
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Dispersing the Yuan Qi in his hand, Jiang Xin took a deep breath and couldn't help but reveal a smile on his face. He looked at Yang Cunren: "Do you think I have learned this?"
Yang Cunren's heart twitched, and after a moment of silence, he moved the corner of his mouth and uttered two words: "It's okay."
After saying that, without waiting for what Jiang Xin was saying, Yang Cunren hurriedly pulled him into an ancestral-like building. There was only a human figure several meters high, probably the ancestor of the Yang family - the sculpture saint Yang Huizhi.
"I forgot to tell you before. If you want to learn my family's methods, you must first become a disciple. I see that you have the strengths of various families, and I don't force you to join my Yang family. I only accept you as a registered disciple, and there is also a disciple.
The name tells you my family's methods."
"However, if you become a disciple, you still have to abide by some rules. One: If you are fighting with different sects outside, come back to the village to resolve any issues; two: No permission is allowed, and the methods learned in the village are not allowed to be passed on to others privately. Once you are
If found, the person will be escorted back to the clan area at the least, or the knowledge learned will be withdrawn at the worst; third: the location of the village must not be revealed to anyone."
"People in the village generally don't go out. You just need to promise to keep the secret, and then I can accept you as my disciple. You can learn all the techniques of the Yang family. What do you think, are you willing?"
Jiang Xin was silent for a while, then raised her head: "I can promise to keep the secret, but outsiders will search for souls by force..."
"Our family has its own way of dealing with those people." Yang Cunren didn't care: "Swearing an oath in front of the ancestors means that you have accepted this rule. As long as you don't say it yourself, no one can do anything to you."
As he spoke, Yang Cunren stretched out his hand and pulled it out of the air, and a ray of dark light spread out from the statue. Runes formed in the air and then turned into a bracelet and tied it to Jiang Xin's hand.
The next moment, Jiang Xin understood what the bracelet was - a restriction, a restriction that prohibited him from fighting with the same family and from spreading rumors about the Yang family's methods and the location of the Yang family.
Seeing that the restraint gradually disappeared, Yang Cunren laughed heartily: "I didn't expect that I would meet a talented person now that I am old. I finally did a good thing."
Looking at Jiang Xin, Yang Cunren patted his shoulder hard: "From now on, you will be my disciple. As long as I know it, you can learn everything. If I don't know it, I will find someone to teach you!"
Chapter completed!