Chapter 701: Deep love between master and apprentice

Looking at the master's steady appearance, Zhang Xiaohu felt ache. He walked steadily to the edge of the field, stood quietly, and watched quietly, without saying anything. He knew that if the Piaomiao Sect had destroyed the family, he would not say that he was standing by the edge of the field now, even if he had just walked to the gate of the courtyard, Wen Wenhai could hear his footsteps!

However, Wen Wenhai's Dantian has been broken by the masters of the Zhengdao League, and his whole body's strength is nullified. Although his foundation in practicing martial arts is still there, he is no different from ordinary people in farming and boxing. He is just fighting with others. As long as he does not use his internal strength, three or five people are still no match for him. However, this is still a world of difference compared to the previous martial arts hero Wen, who has excellent martial arts skills.

Fortunately, Wen Wenhai and Zhang Xiaohu are also the apprentice who can teach, but they are much better than others' decadence!

"Is there anything wrong?" Wen Wenhai was very surprised when he saw the person coming, and looked up.

"Master~" Zhang Xiaohu saw Wen Wenhai turning around and saw a pair of unsightly eyes, which were quite different from when he first set off. He immediately knew that the news that he was buried in the wolf's belly had a great blow to the master. His eyes were wet, and he walked forward a few steps and whispered: "I'm back!"

"Little Tiger?" Wen Wenhai was really surprised. He first rubbed his eyes and saw clearly. He threw the tap on the ground, took a few quick steps, and then slowed down, saying as he walked: "Why are you back now?"

Zhang Xiaohu smiled and said, "I worry my master. I encountered a wolf pack and died, but there was something wrong, so I escaped by chance."

Wen Wenhai would not think about the reason. He walked to Zhang Xiaohu, looked up and down, reached out and patted his shoulder, and said, "Okay, it's good that he can come back. There is no external injury, but what about internal injury? Your master can't see it now."

"Everything is normal, Master, and..." Halfway through, hesitating.

Wen Wenhai smiled and said, "And what's wrong?"

"Oh, Master, I have another experience in the valley, and my internal strength has made some breakthroughs."

"Really?" Wen Wenhai was even more surprised and then smiled and said, "It was Tianxing I Piaomiao that allowed the functions of the Piaomiao Sect to be carried forward. At this moment of life and death crisis, it can indeed train people. You have been practicing Piaomiao Sect's magical skills on Shixin Peak. Although you have made outstanding progress, you have practiced late and cannot be compared with others. Now it is good. Although you almost lost your life, you will have good luck in the future if you survive the disaster, and you have made some breakthroughs. Humph, Xiaohu, I hope you can continue to work hard in the future and let others see the true strength of my direct disciple of Piaomiao Sect!"

Wen Wenhai's internal strength is now completely useless, and his enthusiasm for revitalizing Piaomiao is all placed on Zhang Xiaohu. Moreover, the difference between the two is not too big. Wen Wenhai not only regards Zhang Xiaohu as his apprentice, but also treats him as a friend who can be intimate. Seeing Zhang Xiaohu's growth, he almost watched his wish slowly come true. In the past, he saw that Zhang Xiaohu's martial arts skills were not good, but he was much worse than his disciples, and he always felt awkward. Now that he heard that Zhang Xiaohu's martial arts skills were greatly improved, he must be the gap with other disciples. Of course, he was in a good mood and encouraged Zhang Xiaohu to continue his efforts. He never thought that Zhang Xiaohu's current internal strength cultivation was much higher than Zhao Jian, who was known as the second-generation disciple of Piaomiao Hall!

Zhang Xiaohu has been adjusting his breathing, trying hard to master the internal strength he has obtained for nothing. When he saw his master misunderstandings, he did not explain it. He would just tell him slowly when he practiced in the future. As for the matter of Zhang Xiaohua, Zhang Xiaohu and Changge, Chen Chen discussed it on the way back. Zhang Xiaohua has now changed his name and surname to Ren Xiaoyao, and is far away in Tianmu Peak, and has no intersection with Piaomiao Hall. It may not be seen in the future. Moreover, Piaomiao Hall is now in the incense sect. It is not necessarily a good thing to have Zhang Xiaohua connected with Piaomiao Hall. They also agreed to conceal it, so Zhang Xiaohu did not intend to tell Wen Wenhai.

At this time, Wen Wenhai remembered something and asked, "Who else in the hall escaped with you?"

Zhang Xiaohu lowered his face and said, "Only Senior Sister Changge and Senior Sister Chen came out with me. The other disciples... Although I didn't see them being swallowed by the wolf pack with my own eyes, when I came out, it was the last moment when the Youlan Grand Canyon was closed. I guess... I can't come back."

"Oh~" Wen Wenhai was a little sad and said, "It's because of God's will. It's not worth it to lose so many disciples in order to pick herbs, it's not worth it. Both the medicine is gone!"

Zhang Xiaohu smiled and said, "Fortunately, my disciple brought four rare herbs from horse-drawn carriages, and maybe he could find the spiritual herbs to repair the Dantian!"

Wen Wenhai's eyes lit up, then it went out, and he chuckled: "I have never heard of my internal strength being destroyed and can be repaired. Don't comfort your master. Moreover, if you can find this kind of spiritual herb, can someone pass on the incense sect let us enter the valley?"

Zhang Xiaohu was a little unwilling to accept it and asked, "Is there nothing I can do about it?"

Shaking his head, Wenhai said gently: "No hopeless, Xiaohu, don't expect it anymore. Unless..."

As he said that, Wen Wenhai even more ridiculed himself: "Forget it, let's not talk about it, it's all a matter of shadow!"

Zhang Xiaohu said anxiously: "Tell me, Master, let the disciple know what if I can meet it?"

"How is that possible?" Wen Wenhai looked at the disciple who was half a head taller than him, and smiled: "That's all from legends, and it was also said when I was a kid when I heard the leader of the Ou Gang telling stories."

Speaking of this, he seemed unwilling to talk about this topic again. He looked at the side and said, "By the way, the two little girls Changge and Chen Chen are back, I guess you, Uncle Xue, don't know yet. These two little girls have a good relationship with her. When she heard that you can't come back, she was really sad. Go and tell her, oh, and, also, Xia Zihe, who has the best martial arts skills, hasn't been back?"

Zhang Xiaohu knew that Master’s nature was that things that could not be realized were generally not extravagant, fearing that the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment. Now talking about restoring internal strength is simply a fantasy, and Wen Wenhai certainly didn’t want to say much. So he nodded and said, “Yes, Master, I have never seen Sister Xia since the wolf pack appeared. I guess there is a lot of luck!”

"Oh, the talents are withered. Mingcuitang is instinctively supporting him. Now he has lost his troops and generals. Forget it, let's go, let's talk to your uncle Xue, and take a break quickly. Let's talk about everything later."

Zhang Xiaohu smiled and said with apologizing: "Master, aren't you going with me? Will Uncle Xue be happier with you?"

"Go quickly and you, why are you still poor?" Wen Wenhai cursed with a smile.

After Zhang Xiaohu bowed and bowed, he left the yard. Wen Wenhai turned to look in another direction, thinking about it, then sighed deeply, walked to the field, picked up the hoe, and focused on his work!

The night gradually darkened, but the Piaomiao Hall on Shixin Peak was a bit festive. After all, the return of the three disciples and the precious herbs of four carriages diluted the sadness of the past ten days.

However, in an exquisite courtyard, a man with a jade-like spirit was walking around the room, with an anxious expression on his face. He was Zhao Jian, the disciple of Piaomiao Hall's highest martial arts skills!

Zhao Jian's eyes flashed and his fingers were waving irregularly, which really showed his uneasiness. After a long time, Zhao Jian suddenly stopped, looked at the dark night, bit his teeth, and seemed to have made a decision. When he turned around, he walked out of the hut and whispered to himself, and said: "A small person is not a gentleman, but a man is not a husband!"

It was still the small house last night. Deputy Master Zhong was sitting on a chair holding a book and watching with relish. He heard a disciple report. Deputy Master Zhong was stunned, and then he looked clear and put down the book, waved his hand, and let someone come in.

It was Zhao Jian who came in. At this time, he was already confident and had a faint blush on his face.

When he saw that it was Zhao Jian, Deputy Director Zhong smiled and said, "Zhao Jian, if you don't take a good rest in the house, or visit him more at Zhang Xiaohu. What's the important thing to look for me at this time?"

Zhao Jian bowed and said, "Junior Brother Zhang can bring two disciples and four carriages of spiritual grass, and save a disciple of Tuodan Temple and an inner disciple. When he returns to Shixin Peak safely, he must have been exhausted and exhausted. Even the master of the hall also advised him to rest more. Where can the disciples disturb him? Besides, after making such a great contribution, his status in the hall will definitely rise in the future. Disciples cannot visit them at will in the future."

Deputy Master Zhong looked at Zhao Jian with interest and said with a smile: "Zhang Xiaohu can achieve such a great achievement is just a lucky chance. Don't be jealous of him. His martial arts are far worse than you. Even if the Master wants to use it more, he cannot compare with you."

After hearing this, Zhao Jian smiled and said, "Where did Deputy Master Zhong say that, Junior Brother Zhang can make such a great contribution. I, as a senior brother, am also happy. After all, those herbs were also picked by my disciples. It is better to bring them back than to waste them in the Grand Canyon. How could I feel jealous?"

Deputy Lord Zhong smiled and didn't say anything.

Zhao Jian continued: "And what Deputy Master Zhong said was very correct. Junior Brother Zhang became a monk halfway through and only joined Master Wen to practice internal skills when he was eighteen years old. It was too late to say that. Although the disciple hoped that he could make great progress in martial arts and help me revitalize Piaomiao Hall, it was also a flower in the mirror and the moon in the water. It was just..."

Speaking of this, Zhao Jian hesitated for a moment.

"It's just something..." Deputy Master Zhong said strangely.

"But if Master Yang insists on using it and wants to use it to restrain his disciples, perhaps there will be fewer disciples who can help Deputy Master Xu."

Deputy Director Xu smiled and said, "I thought about this just now. It's just that Zhang Xiaohu made such a great contribution. Yang Tang mainly used him, which can be considered a fuel to fuel the fire. What can you and I do?"
Chapter completed!