Chapter 786

From the Misty Hall to the foot of the Shixin Peak, there was an inconspicuous fork in the road. It was rugged to the north, slightly turned around a few hillsides, walked through a messy thorny forest, and came face to face with a clear stream.

Zhang Xiaohu stood behind the thorny forest, looking at the single-plank bridge over the stream with a somewhat complicated expression.

This single-plank bridge was very simple and crude. There was only a thick tree that had been pulled down and it was placed above a small stream that was not very wide. The stream was also very shallow and one could easily wade through it. However, behind the single-plank bridge, there were two disciples dressed in the Ethereal Sect's attire. They stood upright as if this was the memorial archway of the Ethereal Mountain Villa. Their expressions were solemn!

But their clothes had long been worn out, far less bright than the clothes and armor Zhang Xiaohu and Zhang Xiaohua had when they first came to the Misty Mountain Villa.

Zhang Xiaohu was not in a hurry to walk over. He first observed for a moment, and then looked left and right for a while.

"Second Brother?

Are you looking for me? "Zhang Xiaohua slightly poked her head out of the thorny forest and asked with a smile.

"Yes, I walked all the way and did not see you. I thought you lost me.

In front of us is … "

Before Zhang Xiaohu finished speaking, Zhang Xiaohua whispered, "Someone is coming, probably a disciple of the Lingering Fragrance Peak!"

Then she retracted her head into the thorny forest, but couldn't see it.

Zhang Xiaohu's heart trembled, and immediately changed the expression on his face, slightly frowning, and walked through the thorny forest.

"Stop!" A clear shout came from the left side of the sky.

Zhang Xiaohu pretended to be surprised, and looked up, only to see a middle-aged man in white jumping down from the big tree over there, using his Qing Gong to walk in, and coldly asked, "Who are you?

Why did you come here? "

Zhang Xiaohu cupped his hands and said, "Excuse me, are you the Senior Brother on duty of the Lingering Fragrance Peak?"

The middle-aged man was obviously disgusted by this' Senior Brother '. He frowned slightly and unhappily said, "I am. Who are you?"

Seeing that his disciple didn't even announce his name, Zhang Xiaohu knew that the other party was unhappy. He just sneered in his heart, but said, "I'm Zhang Xiaohu, a disciple of the Misty Hall. I'm going to the Misty Mountain Villa under the order of the Hall Master. Senior Brother, please do me a favor!"

"Misty Mountain Villa?" The disciple snorted coldly and said, "There is no Misty Mountain Villa on Shixin Peak.

There's only a nameless valley here, there's no place like you said! "

"Hehe.

Senior Martial Brother, please understand. I want to go to the nameless mountain that you mentioned. Please make it convenient for me. "

As she spoke, Zhang Xiaohua took out the token of the Misty Hall from her bosom. The disciple reached out and took it. He looked at it up and down and said disdainfully, "Is this the only token?"

Zhang Xiaohu smiled and said, "What's the difference?

However, I remember that the Hierarch on Lingering Fragrance Peak said that this nameless valley can be unimpeded with only the token of the Misty Hall. Senior Martial Brother, what other tokens do you want to see? "

"What a joke."

The disciple curled his lips and sneered. He threw the token of the Misty Hall back to Zhang Xiaohu and said, "Of course you can go unimpeded with the token of the Misty Hall. But you can only go to this thorny forest. If you want to go sightseeing, I won't stop you. You can play to your heart's content. I won't interfere even if you bring along your female disciples."

Then he looked sideways at the stream and sneered, "But if you want to go near the stream, don't blame me for being rude."

Zhang Xiaohu sighed in his heart. He took out another token from his bosom and handed it forward, saying, "This is the token of the Deputy Hall Master of the Misty Hall. Please check it."

"Deputy Hall Master Gao?" The disciple was stunned and said in surprise, "Isn't the Deputy Hall Master of the Misty Hall Master Zhong?

Why is it suddenly changed? "

However, he still took it and checked it carefully.

While the disciple checked it, Zhang Xiaohu sneered and said, "Deputy Hall Master Zhong has made great contributions in the Misty Hall. He was called back by the Hierarch and put in an important position. Deputy Hall Master Gao just came here yesterday."

Hearing this, the disciple nodded and handed the token back. He said thoughtfully, "So Senior Martial Brother Gao just came to Shixin Peak yesterday. No wonder."

"No wonder what?" Zhang Xiaohu asked in surprise.

The disciple didn't seem surprised and casually waved his hand, "This Junior Brother, you don't need to put on an act with me. A few years ago, your Hall Master Yang sent some disciples here to negotiate, but gradually they stopped coming. Last year, a disciple from your Misty Hall named Zhao Jian came on the orders of Vice Hall Master Zhong, but he also returned with his tail between his legs. Do I even need to ask why you came here?"

After that, he moved aside and said, "Go and come back as soon as possible, but don't lose your face.

The people here are all loyal disciples of the Misty School. Although you are devoted to the Incense Cult, you used to be a disciple of the Misty School. You have to lower your head when you see them. This task, tut tut, is really a bit difficult … "

Seeing the disciple's face full of pity and sympathy, Zhang Xiaohu was confused. He didn't know what the disciple was muttering about. However, from these words, Zhang Xiaohu knew that there must be something that he didn't know before.

But, did this have anything to do with him?

His mission here was completely different from Zhao Jian and the other disciples. How could the old disciples of the Misty School embarrass him?

Zhang Xiaohu smiled and cupped his hands at the disciple. He looked left and right secretly, trying to find traces of Zhang Xiaohua. Unfortunately, it was normal in the past. Even the disciples of the Lingering Fragrance Peak nodded slightly and didn't have any other reaction.

Zhang Xiaohu walked to the front of the single-plank bridge. Taking a deep breath, he slowly walked over.

Now that Zhang Xiaohu's injuries were mostly healed, the internal energy in his body was advancing rapidly under the dual cultivation of Yin and Yang. The effect of one day of cultivation was equivalent to ten days of cultivation for others.

The disciples at the stream had already seen the disciples of the Lingering Fragrance Peak blocking Zhang Xiaohu. When they saw Zhang Xiaohu being let go, one of them immediately picked up a bow and arrow from the ground and casually shot a whistling arrow. When Zhang Xiaohu slowly walked across the single-plank bridge, several people were already holding weapons and ran over. However, these people's footsteps were heavy and didn't seem like people who practiced martial arts.

Zhang Xiaohu sighed in his heart. He walked past the stream and didn't go any closer. He only said in a clear voice, "This is the disciple of the Misty Hall, Zhang Xiaohu. I am here to pay my respects to Martial Ancestor Li and Martial Ancestor Liu under the orders of Hall Master Yang."

When the disciples of the Misty School heard this, they didn't let down their guard. One of the older men walked over with a Qi Mei Staff in his hand and said coldly, "I only know the disciples of the Misty School and not the Misty Hall. Little brother, you should go back and wash up and sleep. Don't play around here."

Zhang Xiaohu didn't get angry. He cupped his hands and said with a smile, "I am the disciple of the Misty School's direct disciple, Wen Wenhai. I came here today because I have something important to discuss with Martial Ancestor Li and Martial Ancestor Liu. I hope this … Martial Uncle can make things easier."

"Direct disciple?"

When the man heard this, his eyes clearly lit up. His attitude was somewhat relaxed. However, he immediately looked up and down at Zhang Xiaohu and said, "Junior Brother Wen's age seems to be … older than you …"

Before he finished speaking, a disciple beside him walked over and lowered his head to whisper a few words in his ear. When the man heard this, he couldn't help but smile and said, "I see. I really didn't know about this matter. Zhang Xiaohu, I heard from Junior Brother Wang that you really are Junior Brother Wen's direct disciple.

However, words alone have no proof. Even if you are a direct disciple, this place is no longer the Misty Hall of the past. If you don't have any proof, as your Martial Uncle, I still can't let you in. "

Zhang Xiaohu also looked as if he had expected this. He slightly turned his head to look at the Lingering Fragrance Peak disciple who was hiding somewhere. He took out a token from his bosom and said with a smile, "Please examine it, Martial Uncle."

It was a black token that was three inches in size. The front was simple and unadorned. There were two strange large characters written on it. It was Misty and on the back was the character "Hai". If this wasn't Wen Wenhai's direct disciple token, then what could it be?

When the man saw this token, he immediately became respectful. He carefully took it and looked at it carefully. He smiled and said, "It really is Junior Brother Wen's token. Martial Nephew Zhang, my surname is Bai. You can call me Martial Uncle Bai. Please don't blame me. A few years ago, many disciples came to find Martial Uncle Li. If it wasn't for this matter, then it was for that matter. How could we not know their intentions?

We had no choice but to do so! "

After he finished speaking, he handed the token back to Zhang Xiaohu.

Zhang Xiaohu smiled and said, "No, no, Martial Uncle Bai is too polite. Martial Uncles and Martial Uncles have noble character and unquestionable integrity. Martial Nephew really admires you for guarding a pure land here."

Martial Uncle Bai smiled and didn't say anything. He pointed to a disciple and said, "Martial Nephew Zhang, I still have to be on duty here. This is … Martial Uncle Zhou. Let him take you to see Martial Uncle Li."

Zhang Xiaohu nodded and cupped one hand in the other before his chest. He said, "Please take care of me, Martial Uncle Zhou."

Martial Uncle Zhou was missing an arm, so he only used his left hand to carry a podao. He smiled and said, "I haven't seen the direct disciple of our Misty School for a long time. Martial Nephew Zhang, you don't have to be so polite. Please follow me."

Martial Uncle Zhou led Zhang Xiaohu through an uneven mountain path and went up another mountain ridge. What came into view was a rather large col. However, when Zhang Xiaohu saw the scene in the col, he was stunned and involuntarily stopped.

Martial Uncle Zhou, who was leading the way, saw him stop and said with a smile, "Martial Nephew Zhang, it seems that this is the first time you have come to our Misty Heights!"

Zhang Xiaohu was stunned for a long time. With tears in his eyes, he murmured, "Yes, Martial Uncle Zhou, it is indeed the first time for me to come here, and … and it is also the first time for me to know that the Ethereal Villa is actually … actually so difficult."

It turned out that the Ethereal Villa was not like the Huanxi Villa, which only had some low thatched houses. Many of the houses were simply built with trees. Looking from the mountain ridge, it was even inferior to the Guozhuang House, let alone the Huanxi Villa.

Martial Uncle Zhou understood what Zhang Xiaohu was referring to. He smiled and said, "It's nothing much. It's just that the brothers don't want to receive the grace of the Fragrant Cult. They have no choice but to do everything themselves, creating something out of nothing in this valley."

Creating something out of nothing?

Although it was easy to say, it would be extremely difficult to do it!

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