That "big man who didn't speak" was Song Renshu's uncle, Zhao Hong's master, Xueyu Tianling's highest-ranking and authoritative, Yuan Yizi, the simple sword immortal.

At that time, the sweat came out on Song Renshu's forehead - he had to ask him the most powerful person he knew in the past fifteen years, that was Yuan Yidao Ren. Otherwise, he would not have been able to go to the pole and insisted on worshipping Yuan Yidao Ren. At this moment, everyone consciously separated, and the Yuan Yidao Ren showed that he did not say a word, so Song Renshu naturally regarded it as his dissatisfaction with himself.

"Uncle Master...I..."

He had a way to Zhao Hong, and a group of fan members around him, but he couldn't say anything he was afraid of. Just before his desperate organizational language hoped to impress Yuan Yidao Ren, Yuan Yidao Ren spoke.

He sighed first, and then said to Song Renshu: "You blame the old Taoist for not passing on the Tao to you, but instead found another 'outsider' to take him as his apprentice. He felt angry, right?"

After hearing that Yuan Yidao Ren did not hide anything and directly said what he was thinking, Song Renshu was even more panicked and quickly replied: "Disciple, don't dare!"

"I dare not, I'm just blamed me..." Yuan Yidao Ren sighed, then put his two fingers together with his right hand, pointed at Song Renshu, and said, "The old Taoist also knows that you have always wanted to inherit the Taoist Taoist tradition. You have not been able to do what you wish for for so many years. Today, when you see your uncle Zhao, you are resentful. But you really shouldn't have the intention to kill!"

"Disciple knows the mistake." After hearing something change in Yuan Yidao Ren's words, Song Renshu was anxious and then he was about to kneel down on the ground. However, Yuan Yidao Ren could not kneel down again.

"Don't say you are wrong. If you say it wrong, the old Taoist will be a little sorry for you. So the old Taoist will give you this opportunity this time! If you have any dissatisfaction, say it out all the time. Listen to the old Taoist, and solve it for you! Otherwise, from now on, you will lose your thoughts. As your father practices the Taoist well, the old Taoist will naturally be inherited by you, Master Zhao!"

After hearing what Yuan Yidao Ren said, Song Renshu paused twice, then clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, and knelt down with a "thump", then he said loudly: "Yes, Uncle Master, I don't agree! Why do you look down on your disciples, but you want to recruit someone of unknown origin as your disciple? What is the disciple who is not as good as him? I respect my uncle and respectful, but if my uncle Master does not explain it to my disciple, the disciple will not accept it, and I will not accept it!"

"Okay, okay, okay. Only after you say it will be able to solve it." Yuan Yidao Ren nodded and said:

"The first question of your old Taoist is easy to answer. This son is not a person of unknown origin. This son has a great relationship with me. In fact, in the past eighteen years, the old Taoist has been in Xueyutianling for few days, but there are more outside. It is just to find him and inherit my Taoist tradition. You are fifteen years old this year. When the old Taoist decided on this matter, you are not as good as you. Are you satisfied with this explanation?"

"...so that's the case?" After hearing what Yuan Yiren said, Song Renshu was in a daze, and then asked loudly: "Why didn't Master Master explain it to me early? It's so great that I'm sorry for me..." He couldn't continue to say this. He Xuan Yuzi listened that if he said it again, he would slander the elders. He quickly stepped forward and grabbed Song Renshu's sleeve, and then said loudly:

"Rebellious son! Stop talking! Your uncle is highly respected, how can you praise him?!" After saying that, he said to Yuan Yidaoren: "Uncle Master, don't listen to this child talking nonsense, I--"

"——Okay, Xuanyu, don't stop the child from talking." Taoist Xuanyu was afraid that his uncle would be angry, but he didn't expect that his words would be stopped by Taoist Yuan Yi: "Let the child say it clearly, that's better."

"Ah, hey... I followed my uncle's orders." Taoist Xuanyu didn't dare to stop him when he heard Taoist Yuan Yi say this. He took a step back and looked at his uncle, and then looked at his youngest son. He was so anxious... it was like an ant on a hot pan.

This time, Taoist Xuanyu was dealt with. Taoist Yuan Yi looked at Song Renshu with wide eyes and kneeled down at him dissatisfiedly. He shook his head, sighed, and said, "What you said... is indeed a little reasonable. I thought that if you failed you a few times, you would no longer think about this matter... Forget it, there are some things that Taoist who is wrong with me in this matter." Song Renshu was about to say a few soft words after hearing this, but he didn't expect that the next words of Taoist Yuan Yi made him very unhappy again:

"As for the second question, what you said, there is nothing you can't compare to your uncle Zhao, but the old Taoist doesn't think it's the case."

After hearing this, Song Renshu hurriedly replied: "Uncle Master - the disciple's talent, root bone... Now that the disciple is fifteen years old, he has already cultivated the foundation for the Great Perfection! Uncle Master Zhao's talent is indeed excellent, but his disciple is not inferior to him!"

"Cultivation... Your uncle Zhao has never touched the immortal way in the past 18 years, so he naturally cannot compare to you. This is nothing like that." Yuan Yidao Ren shook his head and said this. Then, when Song Renshu continued to look at him, Yuan Yidao Ren said something that made him even more angry:

"And if you, Master Zhao, enter the immortal path, you will definitely make rapid progress. You can still beat him within one year. In three years, you will be equally matched. In five years, you will not beat him."

After hearing this, Song Renshu was almost furious - he, a young genius recognized by Xueyu Tianling, was compared by a newly-entered person in five years?! How is this possible?! He thought so in his heart, and he whispered his neck:

"I have entered Taoism at the age of four. I have been practicing hard day and night for eleven years, and I have been practicing hard day and night for eleven years more than Master Zhao! "I have practiced for three years, but my disciples cannot stop in these three years. Master Master's words are naturally effective. However, my disciples still don't believe it. Master Zhao's three years of practice can compare with my disciple's fourteen years of hard practice!"

"If you don't believe it, then you will have a bet with me. What's the matter? Three years later is the year of the mountain gate competition. You and your uncle Zhao, as new disciples, have to participate. Whether my words are accurate will be clear at that time!"

Yuan Yidao Ren cut off Song Renshu's words and continued, "If the old Taoist's words are not accurate, then the old Taoist will follow your wishes, and you are allowed to follow the old Taoist and learn the skills of the old Taoist with your uncle Zhao. But if the old Taoist's words are accurate, what do you think?"

"If the disciple is really so unbearable, then the disciple has nothing to say. In the future, he will not dare to have any covetousness of the master's uncle's Taoist throne. He just needs to follow his father to learn the martial arts of this sect with peace of mind." Song Renshu said quickly.

After hearing what Song Renshu said, Yuan Yidao Ren nodded: "Okay, then that's it. The ground is cold, get up."

"Thank you, Uncle Master!" Song Renshu thought he had gained great benefits and was energetic. As he thought, even if Zhao Hong was talented, he would not be able to catch up with him in a short time. He must have won this battle! He even felt that this was the opportunity given to him by Uncle Master for free. But soon, he thought of another possibility. He hurriedly asked: "Disciple still has questions. Will Uncle Master Zhao get special care of Uncle Master in the past three years? If Uncle Master refined magic pills or taught his own unique skills, then the disciple would not be convinced even if he lost!"

After hearing this, Yuan Yidao Ren laughed: "Little baby is not big, but he is very smart. Don't worry. In the past three years, the old Taoist has only taught you the usual skills of Master Zhao's sect, and his treatment is the same as that of ordinary disciples. The old Taoist speaks with a heart of Taoism. In this way, you are always relieved, right?"

"Disciple is ashamed." He said that he was ashamed, but Song Renshu had no sign of shame on his face. He couldn't help but smile.

In this way, before another person involved Zhao Hong could not even say a word of objection, his master sold him. Zhao Hong looked at Song Renshu's smile and his chrysanthemums blooming on his face, feeling so tired. He was unhappy, but he heard his master ask: "Disciple, this bet, three years, do you have confidence?"

"The disciple must do his best." Zhao Hong's answer seemed a little listless. However, after hearing this, Yuan Yiren looked very happy. Hahaha, he said:

"Just give your all, just give your all." After laughing, Yuan Yidao Ren said to the disciples of the disciples around him: "This one is Zhao Hong, the second-generation disciple of Xueyu Tianling, the old Taoist newly accepted disciple. You all have seen it. You have heard of what happened just now. Then this matter ends here. Okay, okay, let's all break up."

After hearing what Yuan Yidao Ren said, all the disciples and disciples of Xueyu Tianling were guilty and left. The surroundings of Xueyu Immortal Palace were empty. Seeing these disciples and disciples leaving, Yuan Yidao Ren ordered the group of teachers and nephews who were still in the same place: "Old Taoist, I will take my disciples back to Qianshuang Mountain. You can leave too." After hearing this, Taoist Xuanyu seemed to want to say something. However, Taoist Yuan Yidao was no longer interested in listening. He waved his hand, raised a cloud group, and took Zhao Hong away.

Seeing that Yuan Yidao Ren left like this, Taoist Xuanyu felt lost. Looking at his son again, he thought he had gained a lot of money. He couldn't help but become more and more annoyed. The junior brothers observed his words and expressions and left one after another. Only the law enforcement elder Taoist Xuanyang was still there. After all the senior brothers and junior brothers left, Taoist Xuanyang walked over without expression, and ignored his senior brothers. He just said to Song Renshu indifferently: "Tomorrow, I will go to my precepts hall and receive the five hundred precepts rulers. Do you know?"

After saying that, he was still expressionless and did not be polite, so he turned around and left.

After hearing this, Song Renshu was stunned, but he was still much more happy: "Five hundred rulers, it's worth changing to such a sure chance." Seeing Song Renshu still laughing, Xuan Yudao was so popular that he gave him a sudden silence: "I'm still laughing! Go back with me! Kneel! Kneel for one night, and go to your uncle Xuanyang to get the ruler tomorrow!"
Chapter completed!