Chapter 307: Transaction with Zhang Xiaofan

Zhang Xiaofan was in a daze when he left Zhang Ziyu. He was confused about what he could do that would be remembered by this powerful gentleman.

Apart from some talent in cooking, he had no strengths. Besides, Sister Huang, who was by his side, was many times better at cooking than him, so his ability would not be appreciated.

He was full of doubts. He didn't know what Zhang Ziyu was thinking. He wanted to tell Tian Buyi, but he didn't know how to start, so he was in a daze for the whole afternoon.

Tian Ling'er came to play with him, and she was also very flustered and talked incoherently, almost making Tian Ling'er angry.

After dinner, everyone left Shoujing Hall, but he stayed at the end.

"Seventh Brother, why are you absent-minded tonight? Aren't you leaving?"

"I asked him to stay."

Zhang Ziyu explained, and Tian Buyi was stunned, showing a puzzled look.

He looked at Tian Ling'er and Su Ru beside him and said, "Ru'er, take Ling'er to the backyard first."

Tian Ling'er didn't want to leave. She was scratching her heart and wanted to know why Zhang Xiaofan was left behind.

But she couldn't do anything. Su Ru gave her a wink and she could only prepare to leave obediently.

Huang Rong smiled and said, "Little Ling'er, stop looking. Let's go and I'll teach you how to play with paper figures."

Tian Ling'er's eyes lit up and she immediately said, "Thank you, Sister Rong'er."

The three of them were really different in terms of seniority, which was completely different from Zhang Xiaofan's honest character. Huang Rong called her mother sister, and she also called Huang Rong sister.

Su Ru saw the second female lead like this and could only smile helplessly, and then left together. Only Tian Buyi, Zhang Xiaofan and Zhang Ziyu were left in Shoujing Hall.

The lights in Shoujing Hall were bright, and the door was closed. Zhang Ziyu and Tian Buyi sat on the main seat in front, separated by a small square table.

As a disciple, Zhang Xiaofan did not dare to sit down. He stood in front of the two people with an uneasy look, not knowing why he stayed.

Tian Buyi broke the deadlock and asked, "Daoyou, I wonder what the matter is that Lao Qi stayed behind?"

Hearing the master's question, Zhang Xiaofan breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

Zhang Ziyu said, "I want to make a deal with him. I want you to be a witness and tell you something about him."

"He?"

Tian Buyi showed a surprised look and turned his eyes to his apprentice. He was honest and even a little restrained. He was obviously just a farmer's disciple from Caomiao Village at the foot of Qingyun Mountain. How could he make a deal with Zhang Ziyu?

Zhang Xiaofan also became nervous and stuttered, "Sir, I don't have money."

He was simple and thought that trading was money.

"Don't be nervous, Xiaofan, this will be good for you."

Zhang Ziyu comforted him and said, "I want to trade with you for the Brahma Prajna and the Blood-sucking Pearl."

What? !

Tian Buyi looked at Zhang Xiaofan suddenly, his eyes full of shock. Seeing his pale face, he immediately knew that it was true, and then he was furious: "Seventh Brother, do you really have this thing?!"

The Great Brahma Prajna is the treasure of Tianyin Temple, equivalent to the Taiji Xuanqing Dao of Qingyun Sect, and the foundation of a sect. How could Zhang Xiaofan, a farmer's disciple, have such a thing?

And the blood-sucking bead, this thing is notorious, it is the magic treasure of the old devil Heixin Lao who unified the magic sect 800 years ago. I don't know how many people have been killed with this thing, and it has swallowed countless blood and essence, and it is notorious.

Zhang Xiaofan's face was pale, his body was shaking, and his shoulders were shaking violently. He panicked, as if he suddenly stepped on the air and fell from a high altitude without any landing. Fear and panic filled his heart.

He suddenly remembered the words of Master Puzhi, and suddenly his eyes flashed with determination, and his fists clenched subconsciously: "I, I can't say it."

"Crack"

Tian Buyi was in a bad mood, and broke the handle of the sandalwood chair in one go, staring at Zhang Xiaofan: "Seventh Brother!"

"Okay, Old Tian, ​​don't get excited, he promised Puzhi."

When Zhang Ziyu said the word "Puzhi", the courage that Zhang Xiaofan had finally mustered up suddenly dissipated, and he looked at Zhang Ziyu with a helpless look: How did Mr. Zhang know?

Zhang Ziyu slowly talked about what happened in the past. He said: "Master Puzhi wanted to exchange skills with your Qingyun Sect and failed. Later, he went down the mountain and rested for a night in Caomiao Village. This caused a big disaster. He was the biggest victim."

He told what happened in Caomiao Village that year bit by bit. Except for not naming the black-clothed man who killed Puzhi, and not mentioning what happened after Puzhi taught Zhang Xiaofan "Mahabrahma Prajna", he basically covered everything.

When he finished speaking, the whole room was terribly silent, with only the candlelight flickering, reflecting the shadows of the three people.

Tian Buyi's face was livid and gloomy, and his fat chest was heaving, obviously he was in a very complicated mood.

Zhang Xiaofan lost his mind. He didn't expect that what Mr. Zhang said was almost the same as what happened that night. It felt like he was also an eyewitness and watched what happened that night.

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaofan woke up suddenly. Since Mr. Zhang knew so many things, did he also know the identity of the black-clothed man who massacred the entire Caomiao Village?

"Plop"

Zhang Xiaofan knelt on his knees and banged his head three times at Zhang Ziyu. Blood immediately flowed from his head. His voice was hoarse, his eyes were red, and he cried: "Sir, tell me who that black-clothed man is?"

He had hatred in his heart, and he also wanted revenge.

Zhang Ziyu shook his head and said, "When you have a higher level of cultivation and have seen more things, I will tell you."

The reason why I want to say this is that I see that Zhang Xiaofan is a good guy.

The friendship of delivering meals every day seems simple and easy, but it makes Zhang Ziyu have a better impression of Zhang Xiaofan, this little brother.

Zhuxian's love is bitter, and everything is born out of misunderstanding. Since Zhang Ziyu is here, he can't help but lend a hand.

Not to mention, Zhang Xiaofan is Tian Buyi's disciple, and he delivers meals to him every day.

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned in the place, a little at a loss.

Tian Buyi said in a deep voice: "Old Seven, get up, Daoyou said this for your own good, you are still too young."

Anyone who can fight with a person like Puzhi and not lose is definitely not an unknown person.

Zhang Xiaofan is only at the third level of Taiji Xuanqing Dao now. Revenge is a way to his own death. Even if he knows the name of that person, he will probably become a thorn in his eyes and a thorn in his flesh, which will bring danger to himself.

Sometimes, there is a huge gap in strength.

Zhang Xiaofan said hoarsely: "Master, I, I have poor talent."

He was a little tongue-tied and didn't know how to say it, but he was worried that he might not meet Zhang Ziyu's requirements.

"You are not afraid of talent. Taiji Xuanqing Dao requires opening pores to absorb spiritual energy, while Dafan Prajna requires closing pores all over the body to nourish the body. You practice Taiji Xuanqing Dao during the day and Dafan Prajna at night. The two conflict with each other, but you can still have such a cultivation. Your perseverance and talent are definitely not bad, and your foundation is also very solid."

Zhang Ziyu's praise made Zhang Xiaofan feel a little at a loss, and he looked at his master.

Tian Buyi snorted coldly and said, "Stupid, the initial cultivation conflicts with each other, don't you know that you can get into one first and then practice the other, you are a stubborn donkey."

Although he was scolding Zhang Xiaofan for not knowing how to adapt, he was familiar with cultivation, even if he had never seen the content of Dafan Prajna, just by listening to Zhang Ziyu's words, he knew what this was.

It is just like a pond that is filled with water and drained at the same time. Although a large part of it is useless, the mud and impurities will be taken away, and the pipes and ponds will be expanded a lot.

The seventh son of my family has been practicing for a long time, and his meridians are more tenacious than ordinary people, and his spiritual power will naturally be more pure.

His eyes changed a little when he looked at Zhang Xiaofan. This is an uncut jade, the stone skin has not faded, and the jade quality has not been revealed.

It is not easy for him to be Tian, ​​and he is very lucky.

"Old Tian, ​​let's talk about the transaction first. Don't worry, I won't treat your apprentice unfairly."