Under the fire of the lantern, about several feet away from Xiao Hua, a simple barrier made of stones and sacks stood there. Behind the barrier was another deep pit. Several men in strong clothes jumped out of the pit with steel knives and other weapons in their hands, holding lanterns and other weapons, and walked towards Xiao Hua very alertly.

"I, Xiao Hua, my name is Xiao Zhenren!" Xiao Hua did not ignore these secular servants like ordinary monks, and went straight to release his divine thoughts to attract Zhu Cheng, but instead gave up his common name and surname.

"You... are you Zhenren Xiao?" These men obviously had heard of Xiao Hua's name. When they heard that Xiao Hua had his name and his name was reported, they were shocked. They raised the lanterns slightly and wanted to see clearly.

"Ghost!!" These men had not seen Xiao Hua's appearance yet, and the old man next to Xiao Hua first shouted and collapsed to the ground.

"Ghost?" The old man collapsed. The servants didn't even bother to see Xiao Hua's appearance. They all shouted, either throwing the lantern on the ground, retreating in panic, or dancing with steel knives to defend.

"Hmph..." Xiao Hua snorted coldly, "This is just my illusion technique. Where did the ghost come from?"

As Xiao Hua bounced his hand, a fireball flew into the air, illuminating dozens of feet in a radius clearly.

"Oh, it's true that it's Zhenren Xiao."

"It's Zhenren Xiao. The young man has seen the portrait of the real person from the young master!"

"The little one is still knocking in front of the real person's portrait︾n,ww≤!"

Several servants started screaming in an instant, but no one dared to step forward. Although the old man understood that this was Xiao Hua's magic technique, he was so scared that his bones were soft and his muscles collapsed on the ground. How could he stand up?

"Who is here...oh, this... isn't this Xiao Zhenren?" As he was speaking, an old man in his 40s in brocade clothes flew from the darkness of Zhujiazhuang. When the old man saw Xiao Hua, he immediately shouted in surprise. His figure fell in front of Xiao Hua and bowed, "I have met his benefactor in Zhu Changxing."

Xiao Hua had long seen the appearance of the old man. He should be one of the Zhu family disciples who he rescued from the prison of the Tongzhu Kingdom more than 20 years ago. At this time, he smiled and helped Zhu Changxing up and said, "Get up, is Zhu Cheng in the village?"

"My head is in the villa!" Zhu Changxing stood up and said happily. "If he knew that the real person was visiting, he would definitely... Oh, the real person was waiting. Let's ask the head of the family to come out to greet him!"

"No need..." Xiao Hua was about to stop him, but Zhu Changxing had already waved his hand, and a two-color true energy that looked like rainbow flew into the air, turning into a rainbow bridge and falling into the villa.

"Buzz..." As the rainbow bridge fell, a slight roar came out from the villa, but a book was seen holding several Confucian scholars flying generals. Several clear eyes were swept from Xiao Hua and others, and then fell on Xiao Hua's face. A familiar voice in front of his head exclaimed, "Xiao... Master Xiao!!!"

"Haha, Mr. Zhu, I haven't seen you for nearly twenty years in a flash, and you are still as charming as ever!" Xiao Hua walked with a smile and bowed to greet him.

The current person is naturally Zhu Cheng. However, Zhu Cheng looked a little 70 years old at this time, and he was far from a Confucian master who refines qi and is still a magical scholar.

"Zhengman Xiao is the only one among the gods!" Zhu Cheng urged the book and took everyone down, and walked a few steps to bow down, saying, "I often think of the real person, but I really didn't expect the real person to come today, and I didn't expect the real person to have any change in appearance."

Xiao Hua would not let Zhu Cheng bow down. He hurriedly helped him up, and the people Zhu Cheng wanted to bow down later were also helped up by Xiao Hua. Xiao Hua smiled again: "I passed by here because of some tricky things. I thought of the past and came to see Mr. Zhu."

"I dare not. I dare not, the real person can just call Zhu Cheng. Zhu can't bear the title in front of the real person." Zhu Cheng waved his hand quickly.

"Then call me "Xianyou Zhu!" Xiao Hua said with a smile.

"But listen to the instructions of the real person!" Zhu Cheng hurriedly smiled, looked at the old man underground, as well as the donkey cart and the child behind Xiao Hua, and asked again, "What's the tricky thing about the real person? I wonder if Zhu can serve?"

"Haha, I'll ask you, do you have a visit from Yifeng Kingdom in Zhujiazhuang in Yizhou?" Xiao Hua asked with a smile.

"Yuzhou? You Chongquan?" Zhu Cheng frowned and shook his head slightly, "Zhu has never known this fairy friend, who did the real person say?"

"Where is Zhu Xiang? This You Chongquan is similar to Zhu Xiang's age!" Xiao Hua explained.

"Xiang'er is studying hard in the study! Zhu has never heard of anyone visiting him!" Zhu Cheng shook his head even more.

At this time, an old man behind Zhu Cheng hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Brother, Xiang'er..."

"What's wrong with him?" Zhu Cheng was shocked and turned his head, "Isn't he in the study?"

"Xiang'er should be in the study of Qilanyuan, but as Xiao Zhenren said, he did invite some old acquaintances to come to my Zhujiazhuang..."

"This damn rebellious son..." Zhu Cheng was a little furious when he heard this, but when he saw Xiao Hua suppressed his anger again, he whispered, "Let the real person make a joke. The dog son was unfilial, and he invited a friend with Zhu on his back. The real person said You Chongquan was probably in it."

Seeing Zhu Cheng's appearance, Xiao Hua immediately understood how Zhu Xiang's indecisive personality formed. However, he couldn't say much, and said with a smile: "I'll ask this Zhu Xianyou to help Xiao confirm it."

"Okay, the real person wait a moment, and you'll go down!" The old man behind Zhu Cheng agreed, urging his body to fly into the air and landed in the Zhu family village. Zhu Cheng opened his mouth, as if he wanted to ask something, and then closed it. Xiao Hua looked at these thoughtfully. In fact, if he didn't care about Zhu Cheng's face, he wouldn't see anything that could be seen? But since the people of the Zhu family didn't use the magical technique to transmit, he could not say anything strange inside, and Xiao Hua was happy to go with the flow.

"And..." Xiao Hua pointed to the old man beside him and explained, "This was something that Xiao met when he passed by Wuyuan County. Xiao didn't know his name or surname, but he looked at him pitiful, so he asked Zhu Xianyou to take it in."

"Of course, of course!" Zhu Cheng was really touched by Xiao Hua's compassion and did not think it was strange at all. He hurriedly replied, "This is nothing for Zhu, and it's nothing."

"Thank you Mr. Zhu, thank you Mr. Xiao..." The old man finally stood up and hurriedly kowtowed again.

Xiao Hua smiled and helped the old man up and said, "I won't say that Xiao is a ghost now, right?"

While speaking, Xiao Hua paid a little attention to Zhu Cheng's expression. Sure enough, Zhu Cheng's eyebrows jumped and panic flashed in his eyes.

"I dare not, I dare not! They are all dazzled..." The old man bowed and smiled at Xiao Hua.

"Hey, where did you get the food?" At this time, Zhu Cheng's eyes fell on the donkey cart behind Xiao Hua, and he asked in surprise at some grains beside the child.

When the old man saw the food on the car, he thought of the food left by the roadside before, and said with regret: "It's all given by Zhenren Xiao! Zhenren Xiao just now scattered a lot to Wuyuan County!"

"Zhengman Xiao..." Zhu Cheng turned to look at Xiao Hua and asked carefully, "How much food is there in real person?"

"Haha, Xiao has come to Zhujiazhuang and has never had a sip of hot tea..." Xiao Hua said with a smile.

Zhu Cheng's face turned slightly red, and he hurriedly bowed and said, "It's all my fault, please Zhenren Xiao..."

"Okay!" Xiao Hua nodded, "Zhu Xianyou leads the way!"

Zhu Cheng had a light cloud, and led Xiao Hua, and behind him, a group of Zhu family disciples surrounded him into Zhujiazhuang. As for the old man who did not name the last time, he was also taken by two servants on duty and drove his own broken donkey cart into Zhujiazhuang. I believe that with the protection of the Zhu family, he would not worry about his livelihood in the future.

The entire Zhujiazhuang has no protection from the Yuan array, and it is no different from ordinary farms. Xiao Hua fell down with Zhu Cheng, and it was a hall to welcome guests. The hall was quite simple, with only a few tables and a few chairs, and there were flowers and trees without any other decorations. On the top of the hall, a portrait was hung on the wall. The scroll of the portrait looked old, but it was spotless and clean, and there was a layer of extremely dim treasure light emitted from the portrait.

Xiao Hua's eyes fell on the portrait, and looked at the old man in Confucian clothes and the Confucian crown on the portrait with a peaceful expression and clear eyes, as if everything in the world was clear. He already knew in his heart that this must be Zhu Xi, a famous scholar from the Zhu family. So Xiao Hua, without waiting for Zhu Cheng to say more, stepped forward and bowed, "My younger generation, Xiao Hua, have seen Zhu Xi, senior Zhu Xi from the air."

Zhu Cheng and other disciples of the Zhu family felt relieved on their faces. They hurriedly tidied up their clothes, retreated aside, bowed back and said, "Thank you, Zhenren..."

After the ceremony, Zhu Cheng asked Xiao Hua to sit at the guest seat at the table beneath the portrait, and he was accompanying him on the other side. When someone sent someone to send fragrant tea, Zhu Cheng personally poured it on Xiao Hua and said with a smile: "Zhao Zhenren is a senior of the Taoist sect. He usually drinks spiritual tea. There is no good tea here. This is the fragrant tea I personally went to Maocheng Mountain to pick and stir-fried next year. Although it is not as good as Daoist sect spiritual tea, it may not be as good as the daughter tea in Cainu Kingdom, but it is better because it is made by my Confucian cultivation qi. The real person can taste it one or two."

Xiao Hua raised his glass with a smile and drank it, but felt a bitterness in it. This bitterness did not turn into sweetness like spiritual tea, and the tea fell into its belly and did not turn into true energy. It was indeed as Zhu Cheng said. But just when Xiao Hua wanted to put the fragrant tea down, his heart moved again and took a sip again, but he felt that some layers of the bitterness on the tip of his tongue were slightly released. After a little taste, he felt a mixed feeling. He took another sip, letting the tea overflow in his mouth for a moment before swallowing it into his stomach.

"Good!" Xiao Hua put down the teacup and praised, "The way of Confucianism emphasizes the most in-depth practice. Without experiencing all kinds of worldly things, without experiencing true knowledge among the five flavors of the world, and without understanding the essence of the great spirit. Zhu Jiaguo is worthy of being a great scholar. He can make people appreciate so much from a bowl of tea. Old Saint Zhu is indeed amazing." (Want to know more exciting news about "The Legend of the Sword of the Gods"? Open WeChat now, click the "+" sign in the upper right, select Add a friend to add an official account, search for "zhongwenwang", follow the official account, and you will never miss every update again!)

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