บท 146: First Glimpse of the World of Immortal Cultivation (1)

"My name is Zhao Hong. I've never learned martial arts before, but I'm very strong. Please take me in, Master Li," a thin young man said respectfully and handed two taels of silver to the burly man in front of him. 

Jiang Ming sat calmly on an armchair, smiled, and did not move. Wang Ji, who was beside him, quickly stepped forward and took the silver. He said solemnly, "We are not taking your money for profit. We are taking it to buy you equipment and martial arts medicine." 

"I understand. Thank you for your guidance!" 

Zhao Hong nodded and bowed respectfully. He served Jiang Ming tea and then stood aside. 

Jiang Ming taught Zhao Hong and a few other new disciples the basic form of the Tiger Subduing Fist. After saying a few words, he stood up and left. 

"Zhao Hong…" 

In the secret vault, Jiang Ming repeated this name several times, and his expression was a little strange.