It was very quiet in the Hou Mansion.
Only Rong Yulu groaned in pain.
Venerable Luo had no choice but to say, "Stop it. If this continues, he will be dead."
Sun Qingyao looked at Jiang Wang.
Jiang Wang nodded.
Sun Qingyao then moved his palm away. Rong Yulu was able to breathe, gasping for air, but his throat was pulled and he almost couldn't take a breath. He almost died from breathing too fast.
Venerable Luo glanced at him and said to Jiang Wang: "Since she has been taught a lesson, this matter has been revealed. If she wants to practice martial arts, there is no one in Kutan who is more suitable to teach her than me. Apart from her, Besides, if Mr. Marquis is willing, I can teach him all."
Thinking that Venerable Luo was his father's old friend after all, otherwise he would definitely let Sun Qingyi kill Rong Yulu directly, but because of Rong Yulu's presence, he would never trust Xiaoyu to follow Venerable Luo.
"Xiaoyu must stay by my side. If the old man is free, he will teach her in the Marquis' Mansion. If not, forget it. Kutan is so big, I can always find a good teacher for her."
Venerable Luo couldn't help but feel depressed, thinking about why Jiang Wang was so petty. He thought Jiang Wang still refused because of the honor.
Seeing Xiaoyu's excellent aptitude for practicing martial arts, even if he would stay in Huncheng for a while, if he couldn't take Xiaoyu to the Martial God Temple, he would be afraid of making a wedding dress for others.
He hesitated for a moment and said helplessly: "I will not stay in Huncheng for too long. During this time, I will try my best to teach her, but the young prince also has to consider many things. If your maid can enter the Martial God Temple, what will happen in the future?" Achievements are limitless.”
As long as he spends time with Xiaoyu and teaches her some special skills, Venerable Luo is confident that the maid in Xiao Hun City will be willing to follow him to the Martial God Temple.
Jiang Wang looked at Xiaoyu and asked, "Are you satisfied with this teacher?"
Xiaoyu glanced at Venerable Luo, who showed a very kind smile.
"But it's fine if the young master makes the decision."
Jiang Wang nodded and said: "That's it. Although my father is old and old, I should let the old man live directly in the Hou Mansion, but I don't like the guy named Rong, so I can only ask the old man to find another place."
Venerable Luo didn't care much and said: "I have a place to stay. Without further delay, I will start teaching you now."
The last sentence was said while looking at Xiaoyu.
When Venerable Luo followed Xiaoyu to the place where she often practiced swordplay, Jiang Wang patted Sun Qingyai on the shoulder and said, "Throw that Rong guy out."
Sun Qingyao mentioned Rong Yulu and waved his arms. With a scream, a figure flew out of the wall, truly fulfilling the order to throw it out.
The old housekeeper took a step forward at this time and said: "There is a sword pavilion in Kutan, a Yuyuan Academy, and a Martial God Temple. Luo Xianshan has a high status, so the Sword God can not give him face, saying that he is an old friend of the Marquis, but in fact the friendship is not It’s not that deep, but Luo Xianshan did help the Marquis with some help in the past, but the Marquis has always kept a distance from him.”
Jiang Wang said lazily: "Dad's affairs have nothing to do with me. His former friends are not friends if I don't like them. His enemies can be friends if they suit my taste."
"I can't control why dad keeps away from Luo Xianshan, but if he can really teach Xiaoyu to become a master, then he will naturally be my friend."
The old housekeeper sighed and said nothing more.
The Marquis had only been at home for a short time before, although he was very caring to Jiang Wang.
But Jiang Wang, who could only be kept at home due to illness, went from looking forward to the return of the Marquis every day to gradually not caring so much. It seemed that the father and son had no chance to enhance their relationship.
It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the most familiar stranger.
Although Sun Qingyi was the commander of the Black Flame Army, he did not dare to talk about the affairs of the Marquis and his son. Instead, he reopened the topic and said: "There should be no one in the Kutan martial arts who does not know Luo Xianshan. Even in the entire Sui Kingdom, Luo Xianshan is the master." He is the number one warrior who can crush the peak monks of Dongming."
"If he hadn't gotten older, his strength might have improved to a higher level. He is indeed the best choice to teach Xiaoyu."
Jiang Wang said: "Brother Sun can also watch. After all, he is a master. He may suddenly realize something and reach a higher level."
Sun Qingyi did have this idea. After hearing this, he thanked the young master and left in a hurry.
...
It's evening again in a blink of an eye.
Because Xiao Yu had a hard time practicing martial arts, Jiang Wang asked Zhao Si to prepare a large table of dishes, which exhausted Painter Zhao.
Venerable Luo Xianshan was also there, and he looked at Xiaoyu with extremely satisfied eyes.
When he truly taught martial arts, he was even more amazed at Xiaoyu's talent.
The problems that Luo Xianshan faced when he was just learning were like a child's graffiti in front of Xiaoyu. Even if Xiaoyu didn't understand what they meant, she could do it.
He has taught so many apprentices, and it has never been so relaxing and comfortable as now.
"There is no martial artist in the entire Sui Kingdom who has higher qualifications than me, the leader of the Martial God Temple, but Xiaoyu is afraid that he can be on par with the leader. If you can follow me to the Martial God Temple, I will take Xiaoyu to the capital of God and let the leader If you teach in person, you will definitely be able to train the youngest master in a short period of time."
Luo Xianshan wanted to tie Xiaoyu to the Wushen Temple, and reminded Jiang Wang both inside and outside his words not to miss Xiaoyu's future.
Jiang Wang also hesitated.
If you really follow what he said, sending Xiaoyu to the Martial God Temple is indeed the best choice.
However, because he suspected that Xiaoyu's enemies were from the powerful people in the court, he rashly went to the divine capital. Not to mention whether he would become the youngest grandmaster, he was afraid that he might die on the streets the next day.
Seemingly sensing Jiang Wang's hesitation, Xiaoyu said directly: "I want to stay with you all my life and never go anywhere."
Luo Xianshan said eagerly: "How can you say such nonsense? You are just a maid, but you have the highest talent of a martial artist. Your vision should be the stars and the sea. What's the point of being a maid in the Hou Mansion for the rest of your life!"
The old housekeeper picked up a piece of braised pork, put it into Xiaoyu's bowl, and said calmly: "Since Xiaoyu doesn't want it, why should you force it? Everyone has their own ambitions. What you want may not be what she wants."
Luo Xianshan said: "Tong Ji, you should understand how eager I am for talents. Your martial arts qualifications are mediocre, but I still taught you with all my heart back then, let alone Xiaoyu? How can she stand at the pinnacle of martial arts? Nestling in the Marquis Mansion like a frog in a well?"
The old housekeeper said calmly: "If I hadn't followed the old Marquis, how could you teach me with all your heart? It's just because of power. Now you are the power yourself, and you can see Xiaoyu's talent. Maybe you are sincere, but I don't think so. Hope, what can you do?"
Luo Xianshan was speechless for a moment.
At that time, he was just an ordinary warrior, or he was barely stronger than ordinary people. Every day he thought about clinging to the powerful, poor and mediocre people. How could he catch his eye?
Just like the old butler said.
If he hadn't been in a powerful family, and the old Marquis had arranged personal bodyguards for the newly born Marquis, and wanted them to grow up together, the master and servant would have been firmly tied together, and Tong Ji would have been the thin, hairy boy he was. , Luo Xianshan will definitely ignore it.
The meal was not a pleasant one, so Luo Xianshan said goodbye and left.
Back in the courtyard, Jiang Wang looked at Xiaoyu and said: "Actually, what Venerable Luo said makes sense. If you want to take revenge, you have to become stronger. Although I will work hard to become stronger, sir, if you don't If a good teacher teaches you with all his heart and soul, the day of revenge will naturally be postponed."
He rubbed Xiaoyu's head and continued: "But what I am more worried about is that although it is the capital of the gods, the danger is probably more than Kutan. After thinking about it, if my life is gone, revenge is completely hopeless. As long as Your life is still there, your talent is there, and revenge is only a matter of time."
Xiaoyu reached out and held Jiang Wang's face, moved closer, and said: "They say I have a very high talent, so I will learn all the skills of Venerable Luo in the shortest time. I don't need to go to the capital of gods. I won’t let the day of revenge be postponed.”
Jiang Wang was stunned for a moment. Is this the ideological gap between those with extraordinary talents and those with poor qualifications?
He struggled for a long time. From Xiaoyu's point of view, it seemed to be a very simple problem that could be solved.
...
The Chenghuang Temple Fair on the second day was held as scheduled.
Because Shu Ni and Ning Shishi were looking for immortal traces near Qixia Street, they were unable to meet Luo Xianshan.
At this moment, in the Banri Xian Inn, Rong Yulu gently rubbed his neck and said angrily: "A poor prince's mansion located in Hun City is really a powerful person. If this revenge is not avenged, the face of the Lupu Rong family will be ruined." Where to put it?"
After the death of the Marquis, only the young Marquis was there, and there were not even any servants in the house. No matter how splendid the house was, it would eventually fall into decline. A house like this was really no match for the Lupu Rong family.
Luo Xianshan drank tea in silence and said calmly: "The old prince was the crown prince of Qi State, one of the countries in the world. Speaking of which, Jiang Wangbian is also the grandson of the emperor. Although he is the grandson of the emperor who lost his country, his bloodline is noble after all."
"The Black Flame Army was the most invincible existence in the Qi Kingdom back then. Even though the older generation of the Black Flame Army have basically died on the battlefield, they still cannot be underestimated. The person who easily defeated you was from the Black Flame Army. "
He looked at the aggrieved Rong Yulu and continued: "Although I have taught Tong Ji martial arts, his qualifications are indeed mediocre. He has now given up martial arts and embarked on the path of spiritual practice. I have not been able to see through his specific realm. I can only rely on his appearance. The aura is at its weakest at the peak of the cave realm."
"Even if there are only a few people left in the Hou Mansion, if you want to take revenge, you will have to use all the strength of the Lupu Rong family. How could your grandfather be willing to pay such a price just to help you vent your anger?"
Rong Yulu was not a fool, Luo Xianshan's meaning was obvious.
The Wushen Temple will not be his means of revenge, and the Lupu Rong family will not ruin a century-old family business because of this incident. If he wants revenge, he can only rely on his own ability.
But he couldn't even defeat Sun Qingyi, so how could he take revenge on the entire Hou Mansion?
Rong Yulu had never felt so aggrieved.
They were talking by the window of Banrixian Inn, but they didn't notice anyone listening upstairs.
Just because there are more and more people coming to Huncheng to look for immortals, most of them are monks, Luo Xianshan doesn't pay much attention to them. Even if he senses the smell upstairs, he won't think much about it.
