Chapter 800

Wen Wenhai was right. A disciple of the Misty School was at most a hall master on Shixin Peak. Zhang Xiaohu had the support of Lingering Fragrance Peak. Even without Wen Wenhai, Li Jian, and Liu Qingyang of Misty Mountain Villa, he would still be able to sit in this position. If he wanted to improve, it was basically impossible without an opportunity or a big change!

Therefore, Zhang Xiaohu also smiled bitterly and said, "This disciple only has this idea. No matter whether it is successful or not, I have worked hard. After a hundred years, when I see Master Ou, it can be considered as me being able to answer to him. I have not let down his grace of personally choosing me to enter the Misty School!"

"Good!" Seeing that Zhang Xiaohu was so determined, Wen Wenhai also nodded.

Seeing that he had said what he needed to say, Zhang Xiaohu said, "Since Master has already agreed, then this matter should not be delayed. I know that there is a small house behind Master's courtyard. It is usually used to store sundries. Let's go there directly."

"Small house?"

Wen Wenhai showed a strange expression and said, "Don't you need a quiet room? Don't you need to make some preparations?"

Zhang Xiaohu shook his head and said, "No, Master, the time is not too long. After Master recovers his martial arts, don't let the cat out of the bag!"

Wen Wenhai laughed and scolded, "Don't worry. Do you think Master is still a ten year old boy who can't hold back anything?"

Then he frowned and said, "But what about your Martial Uncle Xue and Martial Uncle Lu's external injuries?

It is not easy to hide them. "

"Yes, this matter will be discussed when we see the two Martial Uncles later. Otherwise, the external injuries will not be treated first." Zhang Xiaohu did not have a good idea.

"Hmm, let me see if your technique is effective before we talk."

After that, Wen Wenhai did not close the door of the small house and took Zhang Xiaohu to the backyard.

When they reached the small house in the backyard, Zhang Xiaohu smiled and said, "Master, I still have to offend you. Disciple has to seal your acupoints first!"

Wen Wenhai smiled and said, "Do whatever you want. Your martial arts are already higher than Master's. Do you think Master will be able to dodge your attacks?"

When Zhang Xiaohu heard this, he took a step forward and pointed his finger at the vital point. Suddenly, he heard Wen Wenhai shout, "Stop! Xiaohu, do you have to hit the acupoints for this technique?"

Zhang Xiaohu was taken aback. "Yes, Master. We have to order it. Is there a problem?"

Wen Wenhai frowned and said, "But … when you treat your Martial Aunt Xue's injuries later, she … why would she let you do it?"

"Aiyo, that's right …" Zhang Xiaohu also realized that Xue Qing was a woman. He had inexplicably sealed her acupoints. Moreover, his age was about the same as Xue Qing's. This … this was hard to say!

"Then … what should I do?" Zhang Xiaohu looked at Wen Wenhai with a bitter face.

"How would I know!" Wen Wenhai glared at him.

Zhang Xiaohua, who was at his feet, anxiously stomped her feet. "I have never seen a master and disciple like this. They haven't even finished their own matters and they are already thinking about others!

If you want to think about it, then think about it. The key is that others don't know. You don't even know what they are thinking! "

After a long while, Zhang Xiaohu came to his senses and said, "Aiyo, Master. Disciple should help you and Martial Uncle Lu recover your martial arts first. As for Martial Aunt Xue, we can talk about it after we see her."

"Hehe, that's true." Wen Wenhai realized that his concern had caused him to be in a mess.

After that, Wen Wenhai lay on the hay in the hut. Zhang Xiaohu extended his fingers and sealed a few of his major acupoints. Then, he carefully called out, "Xiaohua, Xiaohua …"

After a long while, Zhang Xiaohua yawned and walked in from outside the hut. She stretched and said, "Second Brother, are you done wasting time with your master? I slept for a while!"

Zhang Xiaohu extended his leg and pretended to kick him. He said, "Let's get to work. Don't be lazy!"

Zhang Xiaohua rolled her eyes at him and jumped in front of Wen Wenhai. She extended her hand and sealed all of his major acupoints. Then, without any delay, she took out a Meridian Nourishing Pill and placed it in Wen Wenhai's mouth. She held her hand and used her true energy to wrap around the Meridian Nourishing Pill's medicinal power. Then, she sent it straight to his dantian …

Wen Wenhai couldn't be compared to Du Feng. He was Zhang Xiaohua's benefactor in the early years. Even Ou Yan and He Tianshu couldn't compare to him. Therefore, after Zhang Xiaohua left the necessary medicinal power at the hole in his dantian, she used the rest of the medicinal power to refine all of his meridians according to his memory. When Wen Wenhai stopped cultivating his inner energy, his shrunken meridians recovered and expanded by more than thirty percent. Only then did she send the rest of the medicinal power back to his dantian.

Although Zhang Xiaohua used all of her strength this time and was as careful as when she healed He Tianshu, Zhang Xiaohua's control over her true energy was much more precise now. After refining Wen Wenhai's meridians, Zhang Xiaohua's face wasn't as pale as before.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohua open her eyes as if nothing had happened, even Zhang Xiaohu felt strange and asked, "Xiaohua, this … this is it?"

Zhang Xiaohua shrugged and said, "Yes, this is it!"

"But …" Zhang Xiaohu pointed at Zhang Xiaohua's face and said, "Your performance is too relaxed!"

"Hehe," Zhang Xiaohua said, "Second Brother, you're really funny. Could it be that only you're allowed to improve your martial arts, but I'm not allowed to improve my martial arts?"

"Haha," Zhang Xiaohu heard and couldn't help but be overjoyed. He said, "Xiaohua, you're really good. It's only been a few days and your martial arts have improved again. You're really more talented than … Du Feng!"

"Du Feng?" Zhang Xiaohua's mouth twitched. She felt very helpless. Can't you find someone more powerful?

Zhang Xiaohu looked at Wen Wenhai and asked, "How is my master now?"

"Very good. You just need to unseal his acupoints. Repairing his dantian is much easier than repairing his joints."

"Okay, then what's next?

Do you want to continue in one spurt of energy or take a break first? "Zhang Xiaohu was somewhat impatient.

After checking the zhenqi in her body, Zhang Xiaohua nodded and said, "Then let's continue in one spurt of energy. Otherwise, it will leave something in your heart!"

Zhang Xiaohu looked at his younger brother who was slightly taller than him and smiled. He stretched out his hand and stroked his brother's long hair without saying anything.

Zhang Xiaohua also looked at her second brother and smiled slightly. She turned around and unsealed Wen Wenhai's acupoints. Then, she used a primordial stone to replenish the zhenqi in her body.

After a while, Wen Wenhai opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Xiaohu who was standing beside him. He asked in astonishment, "Is it done?"

Zhang Xiaohu nodded and said, "Of course it's done."

"So fast?" Wen Wenhai still asked, "I thought it would take a long time."

Then, he wanted to circulate his zhenqi. Unfortunately, his dantian was empty. No matter what, he could not circulate his zhenqi. Zhang Xiaohu saw this and said with a smile, "Master, don't be anxious. It will take some time to repair your dantian. You can give it a try after twenty days. If the new zhenqi does not dissipate, your dantian will be repaired by then."

"Yes, I was a little impatient."

Wen Wenhai smiled and said, "My dantian is warm and all the meridians in my body are comfortable. I think your technique is really useful."

Then, he climbed up from the ground and pulled Zhang Xiaohu's sleeve and said, "Let's go and find your Martial Uncle Lu first."

Zhang Xiaohu naturally smiled and followed behind him.

Lu Yueming's small courtyard was not far away. It was also a deserted area. After the two entered, Zhang Xiaohu stood guard behind the door. After looking for a long time, he did not find any strange people. Only then did he enter the room.

Lu Yueming had heard about this from Wen Wenhai long ago. His face was full of joy. Seeing Zhang Xiaohu, he was unable to contain his joy and asked, "Is what your master said true?"

"If Martial Uncle does not believe me, you can find a disciple to send his zhenqi into Master's meridians and dantian. Once you check, you will know." Zhang Xiaohu respectfully said.

"How can I not believe you? I … I just … feel that it is too magical." Lu Yueming rubbed his hands and said, "Also … can my lame leg be cured?"

Seeing Zhang Xiaohu nod, Lu Yueming said, "I've already thought about it. Xiao Hu, since no one comes to my place and I rarely go out, pretending to be lame shouldn't be difficult. I don't want to drag it out forever."

"No problem, Martial Uncle Lu. However, treating your leg will be very painful. You must be prepared."

Lu Yueming waved his hand, "Who in Jianghu hasn't seen blood before? Why would I be afraid of this?"

"Okay, then Martial Uncle Lu, there is no time to lose. Let's start now."

There was no need to explain things in detail. Lu Yueming and Zhang Xiaohu went to the small room in the backyard. Wen Wenhai prepared a cloth belt and a splint. Zhang Xiaohua once again took action. First, she followed the gourd and a ladle. She repaired Lu Yueming's dantian and also refined his meridians. Only then did she crush the injured part of his leg. After reconnecting it, she took a Bone Solidifying Pill.

Lu Yueming only suffered external injuries, which were many times better than He Tianshu's. Therefore, Zhang Xiaohua easily finished the treatment.

When Wen Wenhai saw Zhang Xiaohu put Lu Yueming on a recliner and brought him to the hall, he unconsciously felt relieved. He smiled and said, "Junior Brother Lu, how do you feel?"

Lu Yueming's voice was a little hoarse. He said, "Your disciple is really cruel. My leg hurts like hell. Even though my acupoints are sealed, I still feel it. How can I say anything else?"

"Haha, Martial Uncle Lu, you must be magnanimous. Before this, I have already explained clearly. This leg injury will probably take dozens of days to heal!"

"Bah, who do you think your Martial Uncle is?

Do you think I will blame you? "

Lu Yueming said with a smile, "It's just that I can't move my leg. I have to find a reliable disciple. I can't let anyone know!"

"Martial Uncle Lu, don't worry. I have already thought about this."

"Hehe, that's good!"

Lu Yueming nodded. "I see that you're not panting or blushing at all. It seems like treating us is as easy as lifting a finger. Are you going to treat your Martial Uncle Xue soon?"

"Is that so?"

When Wen Wenhai heard this, he said with a troubled expression, "Little Tiger's technique requires striking the acupoints, and Xue Qing … After all, it's not suitable, so Little Tiger is in a bit of a dilemma."

"Isn't that simple?" Lu Yueming smiled.

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