Xu Changqing, who suppressed his curiosity, turned his head to look at the young man again, and showed a hint of suddenness and said, "No wonder he has the bone meridians that are all in his body. It turns out that he has practiced the Dragon and Tiger Little Golden Pill! He is always familiar with the small golden elixir of Longhu Mountain. He is known as the two great methods of cleaning the marrow and marrow cleaning in the Buddhist reward body. It is indeed good at seeing it today, but it has achieved such results in a few years, which is a unique skill." Then he asked the old man again, "Old Zhang, who is this person? Why is it worth your effort to create him?"

"This has nothing to do with you, there is no need to ask," the old man smiled sly, and then said, "This time you have something to ask me. As long as you can accept him as your disciple and give him a Taoist skill, I will help you. How about it?"

Xu Changqing looked at the old man for a long time, as if he had seen through the old man's thoughts, sighed and said, "Oh! Mr. Zhang, what is the difference between your approach and the Xuangang Heavenly Demon? You are not unable to see the current situation clearly. The Qing Dynasty is already terminally ill. Even if you have the power of the heaven, it is impossible to reverse the fortune of the heavenly way. Why are you doing this?"

The old man who was guessed by Xu Changqing's thoughts froze slightly, put away his smile, looked solemn, and said slowly: "It doesn't matter if it's worth it, I'm just doing what I should do."

"Well! Since you have already planned, what else can I say?" Xu Changqing understood that the old man knew that his deadline was approaching. He was doing the funeral arrangements. He sighed and said, "I already have a personal disciple. It is impossible to accept others anymore. He can only be a registered disciple at most."

"Recorded disciple?" Zhang Zhidong was stunned for a moment, his face slightly ugly.

He actually calculated that Xu Changqing was almost at the end of the day. Even if Xu Changqing did not come to the capital, he would have someone bring this young man to the door. If the young man could join Xu Changqing's disciple, he could inherit the unique skills of the Jiuli Idleman lineage, and then let him assist the Qing court, and influence the Chen family as the owner of the Yizhuang Manchu. At that time, as long as he could get help from Jiuli Idleman and the Chen family, the Qing Dynasty might not be able to continue to occupy this great country. Now all the old man's ideas were blocked by Xu Changqing's words. Just the words of the registered disciples, whether it was the Taoist law he had learned or the influence on the Chen family was obviously insufficient.

The old man seemed to want to bargain with Xu Changqing, but was interrupted by Xu Changqing. He said seriously: "I can preach him with authentic Taoism, but everything else is not discussed."

The old man stared at Xu Changqing for a while, and finally nodded and said, "Okay! That's it!"

Xu Changqing did not have a victory smile on his face, but instead showed a hint of helplessness. He turned to the young man and asked, "What's your name?"

Seeing that things were turning around again, the young man's eyes lit up, his chest was straightened, and he said with confidence. "If you say goodbye, my name is Jiang Sanbao!"

Xu Changqing nodded slightly and said, "Jiang Sanbao, I believe you should be clear about Mr. Zhang's thoughts."

"Yes! The old man knew from the beginning." Jiang Sanbao knelt between Zhang and Xu, with a solemn expression and said, "My life of Jiang Sanbao was saved by the old man, and the old man treated Sanbao like his own son. In order to repay the old man's kindness, he would let Sanbao go through fire and water."

"Sometimes, going through fire and water is not the most dangerous!" Xu Changqing looked at Jiang Sanbao indifferently with a respectful look in front of him and said, "Because Mr. Zhang asked me to accept you, if you join my disciple, become my registered disciple, and learn my Taoism, then you must repay Mr. Zhang's wish! What you do is against the will of heaven. No matter whether the success or failure of the matter is, you will end up being sent to heaven. Maybe you will die young and lose your soul. You must think clearly now. If you don't want to, I don't think Mr. Zhang will force you!"

Obviously, Jiang Sanbao's mind was completely attracted by the fact that he was able to practice Taoism, and his spirit was all focused on the news of becoming a registered disciple of Xu Changqing. He did not take Xu Changqing's words to heart. Without thinking, he nodded and said, "I do."

Xu Changqing frowned, sighed, nodded, and said, "Since you have thought it through clearly, I won't say anything more. Since you are a registered disciple for me, just worship me three times."

After hearing this, Jiang Sanbao immediately showed joy. Without saying a word, he kowtowed three times in front of Xu Changqing.

Xu Changqing stretched out his hand and lifted it up with strength. Then he said seriously to Jiang Sanbao, who was ecstatic, and said, "Although you are a registered disciple for me, what you do in the future has nothing to do with me, and you must remember this!"

"Little...uh! I understand!" Jiang Sanbao nodded vigorously and changed his mouth and said.

"When it's time for this, you can leave the capital with me. After two years, you will be successful in your studies and then return to Beijing." Xu Changqing looked at the old man and said, and the meaning in his words was obvious.

How could the old man not understand the meaning? Although the result was not very satisfying to him, it was better than nothing. So he smiled, took a token from his waist, and handed it to Ma Sanbao, and said, "Sanbao, you should go to the Regent's Mansion to inform the Regent immediately, and say that I, Zhang Zhidong, hold a banquet at noon today and invite him to visit the mansion. If he doesn't come, tell him directly, and I have a way to solve his current predicament."

"Yes, old man!" Jiang Sanbao took the token respectfully and turned around and left the room.

Not long after Jiang Sanbao left, Xu Changqing reached out to spread his hand in front of Zhang Zhidong and said, "Old Zhang, give me the things!"

"What?" Zhang Zhidong asked knowingly.

"Of course it is the small golden elixir Zhoutian method in Longhu Mountain!" Xu Changqing smiled and said: "I need to know whether the Nine-Turning Golden Pills and the Small Golden Pill Zhoutian method of my Nine-Ran Idle Sect can be integrated? Otherwise, I can only use the Sanbao's current skills and let him practice again."

"I know you're coveting this secret book," Zhang Zhidong smiled helplessly, took out a yellowed booklet from his clothes, put it in Xu Changqing's hand, and said: "You are still the same as before, and you always have a unique desire to collect those secret books and treasures. This may be the common weakness of your idlers!"

Xu Changqing did not refute. After putting the secret book in his sleeves, he suddenly asked: "Old Zhang, why did you choose Sanbao? With your ability to identify people, how could you not see his eagerness for quick success and instant benefits? Such a person is afraid..."
Chapter completed!