Chapter 788

Hearing this, he was surprised, "Direct disciple?

Didn't they all die out? "

Zhang Xiaohu's face showed a bitter smile, but he was still respectful.

Then, he heard a sound of footsteps, neither fast nor slow, coming from inside. When he reached the door, Zhang Xiaohu looked over. It was Li Jian, dressed in a green robe, with white hair on his temples. Li Jian's face was wrinkled like it was carved by a knife. Other than his temples, his head was also white. Only his waist was still straight, and the spirit in his eyes was even sharper than before.

Zhang Xiaohu did not dare to neglect. He immediately went forward and bowed, "Disciple Zhang Xiaohu greets Master Li."

Seeing Zhang Xiaohu, Li Jian also frowned. He thought for a moment and hesitated, "You are the old disciple that Ah Hai took in?"

Zhang Xiaohu nodded, "Yes, I am."

"Ai, it's been hard on you. You entered my Misty School for only a few years, but you met with such a big change. You didn't even enjoy the preferential treatment of a direct disciple!"

Zhang Xiaohu was embarrassed, "Disciple doesn't dare. Under Master's guidance, disciple has already practiced the Ethereal Divine Art for several years. It can be considered a small harvest."

"Ethereal Divine Art?" Li Jian stared at him for a long time and mocked, "A small harvest?

You dare to say this?

Although this old man has lost all his internal energy, I still have eyes. You have only practiced internal energy for several years, and you dare to say that you have a small harvest. I'm not afraid of hurting you, but you haven't even found the threshold!

Shameless boasting! "

Then, he continued, "This is simply a stain on the profound and profound Ethereal Divine Art!"

"This …" Zhang Xiaohu was sweating profusely. He heard that Master Li had always been cold on the outside but warm on the inside. Why did he give him such a show of strength when they met?

Zhang Xiaohu didn't dare to refute. What Li Jian said was also right. He was currently practicing two types of internal energy at the same time, and his maturity was only at the level of a few years. He could only bitterly smile and say, "Martial Ancestor Li's teachings are correct. This disciple will definitely practice martial arts diligently in the future, and will absolutely not tarnish the reputation of this [Ethereal Divine Art]!"

Li Jian ignored him and said to the disciple surnamed Zhou, "You go and call your Martial Uncle Li and Senior Brother Shi. We have been in Shixin Peak for four or five years. This is the first time that a direct disciple has come to persuade us. It's better to meet them. Maybe Ah Hai has something to say."

Then, he glanced sideways at Zhang Xiaohu. "Come in."

Zhang Xiaohu followed Li Jian into the hall and looked around curiously.

This was a wooden building with ventilation on all sides. There were no walls around it. Inside the so-called hall, there were several chairs. Zhang Xiaohu counted them and found that there were six of them. When he looked up, there were three memorial tablets placed at the top of the hall. There were also three incense burners. There were several incense sticks that were slowly burning.

Zhang Xiaohu's heart trembled. There was nothing to say. Weren't these the names of Ou Peng, Shangguan Fengliu, and Xu Peihua?

He didn't dare to be negligent. When Li Jian sat down on a chair, he hurriedly went forward and knelt on the ground, kowtowing three times. Then, he stepped forward and respectfully lit three incense sticks for each of the memorial tablets. After that, he stepped back and stood opposite Li Jian.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohu kowtowing respectfully, Li Jian only looked on coldly. He wasn't moved by these actions and didn't even have any expression.

What a joke. This was Zhang Xiaohu's grandmaster, and the spirit tablet was right here. If one didn't go up and offer incense, then it would be surprising. However, if this was enough to make Li Jian reveal a look of relief and nod his head repeatedly, then it would be even more laughable if he was moved by Zhang Xiaohu's actions.

En, presumably, Zhang Xiaohu's previous disciples were also this "hypocritical".

Zhang Xiaohu stood there and waited for a while. Then, he heard Li Jian cough and say, "Zhang Xiaohu, since you are a direct disciple of my Misty School, then I won't be polite. Tell me the truth. What conditions did the Temple of Fragrance offer to make us submit?"

Zhang Xiaohu was at a loss. He raised his head and said, "Martial Ancestor Li, this disciple didn't come here for this matter …"

Li Jian waved his hand and said, "Hehe, if it's not this matter, what else can it be?

Didn't you send a few disciples here to talk to me about this matter?

Moreover, they didn't use this as a banner?

Hehe, forget it. They actually sent you here this time. They are really at their wit's end. First, tell me about the changes in the Misty Hall this year. Tell me everything, no matter how big or small. As long as you know, tell me everything! "

Zhang Xiaohu thought for a while and said with a smile, "Yes, Martial Ancestor Li."

After that, he stood there and recounted everything that happened in the past year. When he was about to finish, Martial Uncle Zhou pushed a huge simple chair and brought a man to the meeting hall.

Zhang Xiaohu stopped talking and looked at the drunk man on the chair. Wasn't this the majestic Stone Cow from the Misty Peak?

But at this time, Stone Cow was actually a little fat. The threatening aura on his body had long disappeared. His body was slumped on the chair, leaving only a decadent smell of alcohol.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohu come forward and salute, Stone Cow only slightly opened his drunk eyes. He squinted for a while and then closed them again, ignoring him. He heard Martial Uncle Zhou say, "Martial Uncle Li, Martial Uncle Liu is still drunk and can't come. I have already told the disciples on guard. If Martial Nephew Zhang hasn't left, when Martial Uncle Liu wakes up, tell him."

Looking at Stone Cow's appearance, Li Jian coldly said, "Zhang Xiaohu, continue talking. When Stone Cow wakes up, you can talk to him."

Thus, Zhang Xiaohu continued to tell him about the recent situation of the Youlan Twilight Refinement. This time, Li Jian was beaming with joy as he slapped the table and said, "Delightful, delightful, truly delightful. What kind of monster is this Youlan Grand Canyon?

Why did it only kill a few thousand ordinary disciples?

Why didn't it come out and kill all the disciples of the Fragrant Religion? "

Zhang Xiaohu was sweating profusely.

When he heard that Zhang Xiaohu saved Zhang Xiaohua, Li Jian unconsciously let out a cold snort from his nose, "Soft-hearted, he's just a kid from the Pill Expanding Hall, what's there to save?

You have to remember, the Fragrant Religion destroyed our Misty School. They killed a lot of Misty School's disciples that year! "

Zhang Xiaohu was speechless. Even Zhang Xiaohua, who was hiding at the side, was displeased. Although he saw the Stone Cow being pushed in, his heart was filled with sorrow. He lamented that the brave and fierce man had fallen to such a state. But now, he was being scolded by Li Jian. He couldn't help but feel disdain for Li Jian's narrow-mindedness.

When Li Jian heard about Zhao Jian's deranged actions, he couldn't help but feel a little dejected. He said, "This brat came last year and looked refined. He even burned nine sticks of incense. How come I didn't see him being so sinister?

He even wants to harm our own disciples?

Ai, the ancients said, 'An orange in Huainan is an orange, while an orange in Huaibei is an orange.'

If Zhao Jian was in our Misty School, he would never do such a heinous thing. "

"Damn ~" Zhang Xiaohu secretly cursed, "He only offered nine incense sticks and you think so highly of him. It seems that I didn't offer enough. But … Martial Ancestor Li, this disciple really doesn't know the rules!"

After Zhang Xiaohu finished speaking, Li Jian looked at the sky and said, "En, you've said what you should say. I've also said what I should say. You must remember that you are a direct disciple of the Misty School. Although your martial arts are low, your status is still there. Don't be confused by the small favors of Yang Ruping and Lingering Fragrance Peak. They can only give you some external things. But the honor of being a direct disciple of the Misty School is not something they can give you!

Go back and tell Yang Ruping that I will not agree to what she said. Although our Misty School disciples don't have martial arts, we have strength. If we don't have food, we will plant it ourselves. If we don't have houses, we will build them ourselves. If we don't have clothes, we will wear animal skins. Anyway, we have nothing to do with the Misty Hall. Thank her for her concern. Let her be the inner disciple of Lingering Fragrance Peak and be the Misty Hall's Hall Master! "

After listening to Li Jian's words, Zhang Xiaohu somewhat understood that this proud and aloof Martial Ancestor Li must have regarded him as the Misty Hall's lobbyist from the moment they met. Whatever he said would only make him feel conflicted.

"En, fortunately before I left, Xiaohua had already discussed with me. Let's not talk about the chief disciple first. If I say it now, wouldn't she misunderstand my intentions?

How would she agree to let me be in that position? "

Therefore, Zhang Xiaohu bowed deeply and smiled, "Martial Ancestor Li's words, this disciple has already brought it to Hall Master Yang.

However, this disciple has not come for the matter that Martial Ancestor has said. "

"Eh?"

Li Jian was also surprised and sneered, "What matter can there be that Yang Ruping would trouble you, a direct disciple, to come here?"

Zhang Xiaohu looked around and was somewhat cautious, saying, "Martial Ancestor Li, this matter is quite important. Please allow this disciple to report it alone!"

Li Jian gave him a sidelong glance, saying, "I only have disciples from the Misty School here. There are no disciples from the Misty Hall. You can rest assured that nothing will be leaked out."

Zhang Xiaohu still shook his head, "Please forgive me, Martial Ancestor Li. This matter is too important. This disciple … this disciple also hid it from Hall Master Yang. The others … oh, only the original Medicine Hall's Martial Uncle He knows about this matter. I haven't even told my Master. Please reconsider, Martial Ancestor Li!"

"Eh?

Even Ah Hai doesn't know? "

That Li Jian was surprised, saying, "Then I can't let Bai Mufeng go. Who knows what you want to tell me?

A disciple from the Medicine Hall can know, but Wen Wenhai, a direct disciple, can't know? "

Seeing that Li Jian was so stubborn and didn't trust him, Zhang Xiaohu was also helpless. He could only sigh, saying, "Since Martial Ancestor Li doesn't want to know about this opportunity to revitalize the Misty School, then this disciple won't say it!"

"Revitalize the Misty School?"

Li Jian's face was full of disbelief, "Zhou Mufeng is my Misty School's disciple. If I can't even trust him, how can I talk about revitalizing the Misty School?

Then you'd better not say it. Go back to your Misty Hall as soon as possible! "

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