Chapter 698

When Vice Hall Master Xu saw that Zhang Xiaohua had sealed his main acupuncture point, he opened his mouth. He wanted to say something, but no sound came out. It seemed that even if he could use the Lotus Blossom Technique, Zhang Xiaohua would not let him go.

Zhang Xiaohua opened Vice Hall Master Xu's mouth and pointed with her finger. The cup of poisonous blood and pus flew out and poured into Vice Hall Master Xu's mouth.

Vice Hall Master Xu struggled with all his might. He wanted to spit out the poisonous blood, but the moment the cold tea entered his stomach, he gave up on that thought.

After being fed with the poisonous blood, Vice Hall Master Xu's face turned dark red. Soon after, a mouthful of sweet blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. It was a gorgeous sight under the light. Zhang Xiaohua smiled and pressed her finger on Vice Hall Master Xu's body to unseal his acupuncture point.

Vice Hall Master Xu's face contorted from the heart-wrenching pain. "You …" Vice Hall Master Xu only managed to utter a single word before his head tilted to the side. More blood flowed out from his seven orifices. He had actually died from the poison that he had concocted.

Zhang Xiaohua pointed again and sent the filthy liquid back to Meng Qiang's body. She then released her divine sense and carefully examined Vice Hall Master Xu's body. When she was certain that Vice Hall Master Xu was dead, she let out a long sigh and said in a low voice, "Senior Bai, I have avenged you and vented my anger. I hope that you will be able to rest in peace when you are in the underworld."

After she finished speaking, she kept the 'Dragon Binding Ring' and cleaned up the suspicious places in the hall. She then carried Meng Qiang's and Meng Fei's corpses and left the hall. She put away the jade talismans that she had placed in the surroundings and disappeared to a secluded area at the edge of the cliff.

Seeing that there was no one around and that there were rocks blocking his way, Zhang Xiaohua threw out two jade talismans, turning the two corpses into ashes. Without any hesitation, he immediately used the Imperial Wind Technique and headed straight for Tian Mu Peak.

At this moment, in a place extremely far away from the White Yue Peak, there was another mountain peak that towered into the clouds. It towered over the earth in the dark night, and was actually more than twice the size of the White Yue Peak.

There were also many pavilions and towers in the middle of the mountain, all of which were quietly bathed in the night sky.

It was a slightly secluded courtyard, but it was brightly lit. In the hall, there was a small table with four exquisite dishes, a wine pot, and two wine cups.

There were two people sitting opposite each other, drinking and chatting.

A man in his forties with a face as white as jade said warmly, "Zhao Jian, it's been a few days since you returned from the Youlan Grand Canyon. Have you recovered from your injuries?"

Below him was a young disciple in his twenties. He was tall and strong, and his brocade robe made him look handsome and confident.

However, his left hand was fastened with a cloth band, and his face was pale, indicating that he was still injured.

Wasn't this the Senior Zhao who led Zhang Xiaohu and the other disciples in the Youlan Grand Canyon?

When Zhao Jian heard the man's question, he hurriedly replied respectfully, "Although this disciple was heavily injured, but with the 'Yuhuandan Pill' bestowed by Vice Hall Master Zhong, I have already recovered. This' Yuhuandan Pill 'is indeed worthy of being our Fragrant Religion's panacea. This disciple has come to thank Vice Hall Master Zhong for saving my life."

When Vice Hall Master Zhong heard this, the smile on his face deepened. He waved his hand and said, "It's just a small matter, what's there to thank?

Not to mention saving your life. "

Then, he looked at the pitch-black night sky outside the hall and said, "It's been hard on you. You don't have any foundation in the Fragrant Religion, and you're not even a direct disciple in the Misty Hall. Yet, you were able to lead a group of Senior Sisters and Junior Brothers to the Youlan Grand Canyon.

Alas, they didn't make it back, and you were able to escape with your life. This can be considered a great fortune in the misfortune of the Misty Hall. "

Hearing Vice Hall Master Zhong's words, Zhao Jian's face immediately became filled with shame and desolation. He said in a low voice, "Vice Hall Master Zhong, this disciple has let you down. You recommended me to lead the team, but …" As he spoke, his eyes were filled with tears. He said while crying, "But I really wanted to, but I was powerless. I watched as the Blood Wolves bit my junior brothers to death and ate them one by one. I couldn't even rush over. I … I really hate my martial arts for being so weak. I couldn't kill those hundreds of wolves one by one and save … save those pitiful junior brothers … Hall Master Zhong, I … I really am useless!"

When he finished speaking, his voice was already filled with tears, and he couldn't speak.

"Alas, this can't be blamed on you. It's already a great fortune that you were able to escape with your life. I heard that there were five or six Inner Disciples who didn't make it out of the Youlan Grand Canyon. It's already very close to the closing time of the Youlan Grand Canyon. They must have met with misfortune. Even the Inner Disciples weren't a match for 'Huang Feng', not to mention you.

Then, he looked at the crying Zhao Jian and comforted him, "Although you didn't make any contributions in entering the valley this time and you also lost almost fifty disciples, you still worked hard. Moreover, the ones who entered the valley this time were the elites of the younger generation. If they were to die in the valley, it would be a huge blow to our Misty Hall. At this time, we are in need of people. You are the leader of the younger generation in our Spreading Fragrance Religion. If Hall Master Yang doesn't use you, who else can he use?

Don't worry, Hall Master Yang didn't punish you and let you recuperate in peace. Doesn't this mean that she still thinks highly of you? "

Zhao Jian stopped crying and said in a low voice, "Hall Master Zhong, disciple wasn't a direct disciple of the Misty School. It was only because of my talent in martial arts that I was able to make some achievements. And with your support, I was able to reach this step. Disciple … disciple is afraid that some people in the Misty Hall will come … come to slander disciple because of the Youlan Grand Canyon …"

Hearing this, Vice Hall Master Zhong smiled proudly and said, "You don't have to be afraid of this. Since the Youlan Grand Canyon values your ability and wants to train you, then even if all the disciples of the Misty Hall oppose, they can only watch and not say a word.

Moreover, as you can see, although Hall Master Yang took care of some of the original disciples of the Misty School, didn't she also treat you differently?

After all, you grew up in the Misty Hall. Although your luck wasn't good and you weren't able to enter the ranks of the direct disciples, this is also a good opportunity. Didn't you see what the direct disciples of the Misty School are like?

All of them have been crippled of their martial arts and have become disabled. Even walking is difficult for them. There's only one old third generation disciple left. Oh, I heard that he came in through nepotism, so he's not a threat to you at all. En, this third generation disciple seems to have been buried in the belly of a wolf!

Don't even mention him. Besides, out of the fifty people you brought with you, forty of them didn't really support you. If they didn't come back, wouldn't it be even more difficult for you to … So, don't worry and do it boldly. I will support you from behind. The Aroma Cult will also be your solid backing. "

Hearing this, Zhao Jian's face was filled with joy. He picked up the wine cup on the table and respectfully said, "Many thanks for Hall Master Zhong's guidance. This disciple has been enlightened and will definitely follow your lead in the future. I won't hesitate to sacrifice my life for you."

Hearing this, Vice Hall Master Zhong also smiled. He picked up the wine cup and was about to drink it when he suddenly thought of something and said, "Zhao Jian, this first cup is to our brothers in the underworld. Let them rest in peace earlier."

Zhao Jian slapped his forehead and said, "Hall Master Zhong really sympathizes with your subordinates. This disciple admires you. That's how it should be."

Saying this, the two tilted the wine cup in their hands and the fragrant wine spilled on the clean ground.

In the pitch-black night sky, a slender shadow flew forward like the wind. As it flew, it anxiously looked at the night sky.

It was Zhang Xiaohua who was rushing from Baiyue Peak to Tian Mu Peak.

Along the way, Zhang Xiaohua fiercely circulated his Zhen Qi. His previously healed meridians were torn again. In addition, he was kicked by Vice Hall Master Xu, which injured his internal organs. This torment caused blood to flow out from the corner of his mouth.

When he managed to rush back to Tian Mu Peak, his meridians were already messed up. His face was deathly pale and there was a lot of blood flowing out from the corner of his mouth. However, he couldn't care too much at this time. After identifying the direction, he immediately burrowed into the ground and rushed back to the small room where he was recuperating.

Fortunately, when he returned to the small room and removed the restrictions around him, he didn't have time to sit down cross-legged. He felt a wave of dizziness and his eyes immediately flickered.

The next day, when Zhang Xiaohua woke up and checked his meridians, he couldn't help but grumble inwardly. After a night of cultivation, his meridians had recovered quite a bit. After thinking for a moment, Zhang Xiaohua secretly circulated his Zhen Qi and slightly destroyed his meridians in order to slow down the recovery of his injuries.

After that, Zhang Xiaohua forced himself to get up. He stopped practicing the Fist of the North Star and called for Lu Chaoxian, who was guarding the door, to come in.

Once Lu Chaoxian entered the room, he asked, "Junior Brother Ren, your complexion was obviously rosy yesterday, which means that you have recovered. Why do you look worse today?"

Zhang Xiaohua laughed bitterly and said, "Last night, I was too impatient and actually damaged my meridians again. I almost suffered from Qi Deviation."

"Ah?"

Lu Chaoxian said in shock, "It's that serious? Then … Junior Brother Ren, you have to be careful. Illness comes like a landslide, but it goes away like silk. Oh, that's not right. Junior Brother is injured …"

Zhang Xiaohua laughed and said, "Senior Brother Lu is right. It's the same logic. Yesterday, I was too impatient. In the future, I will take it slow.

However, Senior Martial Brother Lu, if you're watching me at the door, don't sleep too soundly. Last night, I felt uncomfortable and called out to you loudly, but you only responded by snoring! "

"This …" Lu Chaoxian scratched his head and smiled helplessly. "Junior Brother Ren, please excuse me. I faintly heard you calling out to me, but I remembered that you usually sleep like a log. I was afraid that I was dreaming, so …"

"It's fine, it's fine. After all, nothing big happened last night."

Zhang Xiaohua said with a smile.

Just as they were talking, they heard a series of hurried footsteps outside the small courtyard. Then, they heard a rather familiar voice, "Little brother, what are you talking about?

I heard that your injuries are getting better! "

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