Chapter 40 Seventh Generation Disciple

"That's right!"

Fengli Dao looked at Zhang Yuzhu with some confusion. Didn't he just give him his martial arts secret book?

Why ask again? What does this mean?

Looking at Feng Lizao's confused eyes, Zhang Yuzhu was also a little hesitant.

He holds in his hand the Blood Knife Sect's supreme secret book, the Blood Knife Sutra.

In this world, do we need to build a force to serve ourselves?

Zhang Yuzhu pondered for a moment, "I think you are a talented person. Do you want to practice more powerful martial arts?"

"More powerful martial arts?"

Fengli Dao is such a smart person. Looking at the blood knife in Zhang Yuzhu's hand, he vaguely guessed Zhang Yuzhu's plan.

"Of course I am willing," Feng Lidao said quickly, "but martial arts secrets are secrets that are not passed down within the sect. How can I, a big thief, get them?"

This is why although Fengli Dao is a big thief, he has not attracted people from the world to kill him.

Most of the things he stole were gold, silver and jewelry. As for the martial arts secrets of famous sects, he didn't dare to be tempted, otherwise he would have been hunted to death by those people.

"My Blood Knife Sect wants to be re-established, but we are still short of disciples. I wonder if you would be willing to do so?"

"Yes! Of course I do!"

Fengli Dao nodded quickly when he heard this, could he not do it?

As long as you become a disciple of the Blood Knife Sect, your life will at least be guaranteed.

By then, he would be regarded as Zhang Yuzhu's fellow disciple, so he would be embarrassed to take action, right?

Seeing that Zhang Yuzhu didn't express anything, Fengli Dao felt a little strange. He was willing to do it, so why didn't he teach him his martial arts?

"Are you going to become a disciple?"

Fengli Dao looked at Zhang Yuzhu's slightly closed eyes and thought of a possibility.

"Fengli Dao meets the master!"

"good!"

After hearing these words, Zhang Yuzhu finally opened his eyes and looked at Fengli Dao with approval, "You will be the seventh generation disciple of the Blood Knife Sect from now on!"

After acknowledging Fengli Dao's identity, Zhang Yuzhu took out the Blood Sword Sutra from his arms and handed it to Fengli Dao.

"This is the supreme skill of my Blood Sword Sect, the Blood Sword Sutra!"

Fengli Dao took the Blood Sword Sutra and continued to look at Zhang Yuzhu.

"I already gave you the stuff, what else do you want to do?"

"Master," Fengli Dao is indeed a shameless thing, "Since the disciple has become a disciple, shouldn't he be given some gifts?"

He was a little skeptical about what Zhang Yuzhu said that the Blood Sword Sutra was the supreme secret book of the Blood Sword Sect.

That martial arts sect that has just become a disciple will pass on the sect’s supreme secrets to its disciples?

"The Blood Sword Sutra is the best thing!"

How could Zhang Yuzhu not know Feng Lidao's thoughts?

"As long as they are disciples of my Blood Knife Sect, everyone practices the same technique, and they all practice the Blood Knife Sutra."

"As for my invulnerability, it has other origins, and it's not something from the Blood Knife Sect!"

Fengli Dao still doesn't believe that he can get the supreme secret book just after joining the Blood Knife Sect? Which sect can be so good?

"Then, Master, what are the rules of our Blood Knife Sect?"

"Strength is respected!"

Listening to these words full of magic, Fengli Dao was immediately speechless. What is this?

He finally understood the origin of Zhang Yuzhu's lunatic-like personality.

Strength is respected, as long as you have the strength you can do whatever you want!

"Master, where are the others in the sect?"

Fengli Dao is still very confused. For an existence like the Blood Knife Sect, the first step is to give the supreme secret book. The famous name of the Blood Knife Sect should have been famous in the world for a long time, so why is it so unknown?

"other people?"

Zhang Yuzhu looked at Fengli Dao and showed a weird smile.

This smile was very scary, and Fengli Dao was a little scared to see it.

He has never been afraid in all these years of wandering around the world, but today, Zhang Yuzhu's smile sent shivers down his spine.

"Only one disciple of a generation can survive, and that is the head of the Blood Knife Sect!"

Zhang Yuzhu raised the blood knife in his hand, "This is the token of the head of the Blood Knife Sect!"

"this..."

After hearing these words, Fengli Dao felt the blood behind it.

Only one disciple of a generation can survive and become the leader.

Isn't this just raising gu? The strongest ones will survive.

"Then..." Fengli Dao licked his dry lips, "How many classmates do I have in my generation?"

"Only you!"

After hearing this, Fengli Dao finally breathed a sigh of relief, finally no longer having to kill each other.

"You are the first disciple I accepted!"

Zhang Yuzhu glanced at Fengli Dao meaningfully, "I will definitely accept a disciple in the future!"

"Otherwise, how can our Blood Knife Sect be passed down?"

Fengli Dao was immediately speechless!

"Hurry up and make a copy of the Blood Sword Sutra for yourself, or memorize it!"

Fengli Dao's shock hadn't passed yet, and he became even more confused after hearing this.

Do you want to take this back?

"Your master and I accidentally killed everyone in the Blood Knife Sect!"

"There is only one copy of the Blood Sword Sutra left, so you can only copy it or memorize it!"

"Then I'll start copying right now!"

When Fengli Dao heard this, he no longer hesitated and started copying quickly. This Blood Knife Sect was an evil path no matter what, and it was an evil way even more evil than the Sun and Moon God Sect.

Seeing Fengli Dao quickly copying here, Zhang Yuzhu also carefully looked through the sword skills given by Fengli Dao.

Zhang Yuzhu never gets too many skills like swordsmanship, and it is always right to have more experience.

When Fengli Dao was copying the Blood Knife Sutra, his heart gradually became serious.

This Blood Sword Sutra can be said to be the first-class martial arts secret book in the world.

Such a secret book was actually given to him by the cheap master in front of him without hesitation.

How confident is this master!

Fengli Dao even had a vague guess in his mind that his master's position as head of the clan might not have been taken from a sixth-generation disciple.

It is very likely that it was taken from the fifth or even fourth generation disciples.

If your guess is true, then you should be careful.

Fengli Dao's copying speed was very fast, and it didn't take long for everything to be copied.

"Okay!" Zhang Yuzhu took over the original Blood Sword Sutra, "Hurry up and practice the Blood Knife Sutra!"

"Yes, Master!"

Fengli Dao wanted to leave here immediately. Hearing Zhang Yuzhu's words, he felt relieved and hurried out.

"Fengli Dao, what's wrong with you?"

As soon as Fengli Dao came out, he met Gu Shaotang, "There's something wrong with your face!"

"You must have become Master Rabbit!"

After hearing this, Fengli Dao quickly covered Gu Shaotang's mouth, "Do you want to die?"

Then they took Gu Shaotang away.

Coming out of Zhang Yuzhu's room, Fengli Dao was even more afraid of Zhang Yuzhu.

Aren't people who slaughter their own sect still crazy?

If he was angered, Gu Shaotang might really die.
To be continued...