Chapter 781 Heaven's Xingjian, A Gentleman Constantly Improves

Chapter 781 Tian Xingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement

Zhang Xiaohu walked down the mountain ridge along a faint path, and Zhang Xiaohua emerged from a pile of rocks not far away.

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Looking at the simple village in front of him, Zhang Xiaohua couldn't help feeling admiration in his heart, he hid underground, followed Zhang Xiaohu all the way, and came to this mountain ridge long before Zhang Xiaohu, the explanation of Uncle Zhou just fell on him In his ears, his doubts were swept away.

"He is really a man of the Misty sect, and he is worthy of being the senior brother of the leader of the Ou Da gang." Zhang Xiaohua has never met Li Jian and Liu Qingyang, the two masters who have never met, and the thousands of Misty who have been abolished by Chuanxiang Sect. Pai's disciples immediately liked him, and felt that this was the backbone of the Misty Sect. The act of rushing towards this sense of righteousness was not to mention accumulating popularity for Zhang Xiaohu. If he wanted to help Zhang Xiaohu, even without this relationship, he would have to Will fight righteously, um, of course, it is best if you kill two birds with one stone, hehe, what if you can get three birds? Four birds? ? Wouldn't it be better?

Unknowingly, Zhang Xiaohua started to think again

Zhang Xiaohu followed Uncle Zhou into this small mountain village. First, it was a simple archway. Although it was not high, there was a plaque on it with the characters Piaomiao written. This shocking demeanor can be matched with the rough wooden archway, but it reveals a kind of uninhibitedness.

When Zhang Xiaohu came here, he couldn't move his footsteps again. The word "穹玉" is not uncommon in the Misty Hall of Shixin Peak, but it is not pleasing to the eye here. Zhang Xiaohu just tidied up his sleeves a little, deep Give a gift.

Uncle Zhou watched from the side, didn't speak, just nodded slightly to the disciples standing on both sides of the archway, as if it was commonplace, but Zhang Xiaohu didn't see this commonplace expression.

After passing the archway, there is a large open space, which is much larger than the square in front of the original Misty Villa. It was already afternoon, and the weather was a bit muggy. A group of ten, and many alone, are all practicing martial arts

Zhang Xiaohu saw it a long time ago, and wondered in his heart: "Didn't the martial arts of the disciples here have been abolished long ago?"

But when he got closer, Zhang Xiaohu already understood that what these disciples practiced was boxing, swordsmanship, etc. There were even quite a few disciples who took stone locks to build up their strength, but no one seemed to have internal strength. It is exactly the same as when Zhang Xiaohu first entered the Lotus Bodyguard Bureau.

"Tian Xingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement." Not only Zhang Xiaohu, but also Zhang Xiaohua, who has escaped into the ground, saw this sentence flashing in his mind when he saw the lively scene here.

Yes,

These Misty Sect disciples were indeed abolished by the masters of the Chuanxiang Sect and their joints were crushed. However, the Chuanxiang Sect can only abolish their martial arts. Their unyielding hearts and fighting spirit are no matter what can not be smoothed

Immediately, another kind of admiration sprang from the bottom of Zhang Xiaohu's heart. Thinking about what he had done on Shixin Peak in the past few years, he felt a little ashamed. After discussing it, I thought of coming to this place that was almost forgotten by the disciples of Misty Hall to ask Master Li for advice, otherwise it would be impossible to know everything that happened so close.

At the same time, Zhang Xiaohu also immediately understood why the disciples of Yixiang Peak were so strict in interrogating the disciples who came to Misty Villa, not only the token of Misty Hall Hall Master Yang, but also the order of the Deputy Hall Master selected by Yixiang Peak. Card. No way, it is easy to destroy a sect, but it is extremely difficult to conquer a sect. If the young disciples of Misty Hall know that there are thousands of old, weak, sick and disabled practicing so hard, Regardless of whether this kind of cultivation is effective or not, it doesn't matter if you don't need your heels to think that these disciples will definitely feel nostalgic, and the little sense of belonging that Chuanxiangjiao has cultivated so easily must be wiped away.

Chuanxiangjiao certainly does not want such a thing to happen.

Zhang Xiaohu and Uncle Zhou walked all the way, what he saw in his eyes was the same as that of Misty Sect, there were disciples on patrol, there were disciples practicing, they were well organized, but no matter what kind of disciples, no matter how much expression on their faces It was plain, but what they were wearing and what they were holding were all the old clothes and weapons of the Misty sect, so Zhang Xiaohu also noticed that Uncle Zhou was wearing old clothes.

Zhang Xiaohu frowned, wondering if he should ask, but at this time, that uncle Zhou spoke first: "Nephew Zhang, the news between us and Misty Hall is not very smooth, think about it carefully, it will take a year There are no disciples here, and I don't know how our young disciples are doing on Shixin Peak?"

Zhang Xiaohu thought for a while, then smiled and said: "Everyone is doing well, and there have been a lot of things in the past year. I will meet Master Li in a while, and I will talk about it in detail. It's just..." Zhang Xiaohu looked around. I felt a little apologetic and said: "However, we disciples don't know how simple the life of the uncle and the uncles is. This makes the disciples...a little confused about what to say."

Uncle Zhou glanced at Zhang Xiaohu, somehow there was a trace of contempt in his eyes, he just smiled and didn't say anything.

And Zhang Xiaohu asked again: "I have a question, don't know if I should talk about it or not?"

Uncle Zhou twitched his eyes and said with a smile, "But it's okay to say."

Zhang Xiaohu pointed to the low thatched houses and wooden houses around and said: "Everything in our Misty Villa is done by ourselves, so... the clothes of the masters and ancestors have always been the same as those worn in Misty Villa all the time. Is it?"

Uncle Zhou snorted and said, "Nephew Zhang knowingly asked this question? If not, why did your hall master send you here?"

Zhang Xiaohu looked confused, cupped his hands and said: "I don't know what Uncle Zhou is talking about, but I think Uncle Zhou must have misunderstood it. This time, this disciple has something very important to do, but I can't tell you in detail for the time being."

Uncle Zhou frowned suspiciously, "Forget it, anyway, this is something your uncle and the others worry about, I just need to bring you here."

Then he thought about it again, and said: "Didn't you just say that we old, weak, sick and disabled of the Misty Sect didn't want to come here to teach the Fragrance Sect, but only wanted to bury the bones of the Misty Peak with the leader of the Ou Da sect. The disciples of the Fragrance Sect were forced to come. Our people have come, but Kexin is still in Pingyang City. Therefore, not only is the place where we live is built by ourselves with a piece of stone and a piece of wood, but also food and use. Solve it yourself, this clothes..."

Uncle Zhou said proudly: "Naturally, it's something from the past. It's useless for us to teach even a thread of incense."

"The ancients said well: 'Bo Yi and Shu Qi don't eat Zhou Su', the masters are so noble and upright, they are not inferior to the ancients, which really makes the disciples admire." Zhang Xiaohu was in awe again, but then hesitated: "But, Aren’t all the disciples of our Misty Sect forced to cleanse and change clothes by the disciples of Chuanxiang Sect? How about the masters…”

Uncle Zhou shook his head and said, "Even if we are not even afraid of death, who is afraid of their persecution? Even if we don't change our clothes, how can they insist on taking off our clothes?"

Zhang Xiaohu felt a little ashamed, but no, if you asked me to change clothes, then I would die for you, I am not even afraid of death, how can I be afraid of your persecution? Although this is easy to say, if you really do it, it will not only be the contact of lips with lips, but also the price of blood and life.

While talking, he came to a wide open space, and saw that at the other end of the open space was a rather large wooden house, and above the house was also a simple plaque, which read "meeting hall".

Uncle Zhou looked at the wooden house from a distance, with longing on his face, he smiled and said: "If Uncle Li has nothing to do, he should be in this meeting hall, nephew Zhang please."

"Master Zhou, please." Zhang Xiaohu nodded, then remembered something, and said: "I don't know about Master Liu, oh yes, how is Master Shi Niu Shi?"

"This..." Uncle Zhou's face was a little gloomy, and he said: "It's still the same, it's been several years, no matter how everyone persuades, or finds other ways, it is ineffective. This heart disease still needs to be treated with heart medicine, and others are fine. Yes, why did my nephew suddenly ask this?"

Zhang Xiaohu said: "The disciples also know a little about the two master ancestors. Before coming here, the master has repeatedly explained, let me show him a few times, maybe he can say something."

"Huh? Is that so?" Uncle Zhou thought for a while, and said, "Does your master have something to bring to Shi Niu? Or Uncle Liu?"

Seeing that Uncle Zhou misunderstood, Zhang Xiaohu was about to explain, but suddenly his heart moved, and he said with a smile: "Actually, both of them are fine. If Master Liu is inconvenient, then it is okay to let Uncle Shi come over."

Uncle Zhou nodded and brought Zhang Xiaohu to the meeting hall.

He walked to the meeting hall, saluted very respectfully, and said in a loud voice: "Uncle Li, the Misty Hall of Shixin Peak sent someone over to say that we have something to meet."

After a while, I heard a voice from inside say coldly: "What can be the matter? It's just a means of appeasement and recruitment. Yang Ruping brought her young disciples to their Misty Hall, and I brought a group of old, weak, sick and disabled. I have been to our Misty faction, and I have never been in touch with each other, so why are there any chances? There is no need to see this person, you can let him go back, just say that no matter what the conditions are, Li will not agree, let them give up as soon as possible .”

Then, he muttered: "It's been a year since I haven't been harassed by flies. How can someone come here just after a while of quietness? It's really noisy."

Uncle Zhou looked at Zhang Xiaohu, thought for a while, and then replied: "Uncle Li, this man is a direct disciple of Junior Brother Wen Wenhai, and he said he has something important to see you, and he also has something to send to Senior Brother Shiniushi and Master Liu." Uncle."

"Direct disciples?" There was some surprise in it: "Aren't they all dead?"

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