"Hmph!" Zuo Le slapped his hand on the chair, and he flew into the air. His five fingers in the air were like a knife, and he slashed at Lei Yu's head.
Leiyu sneered when he saw this, and swung his iron fist towards Zuo Le's slashing palm knife.
The fist wind roared and the air rippled.
Wei Feiju and others sneered when they saw this, and Qin Ziling and Zheng Xinghan also sneered.
However, the expressions of Qu Chenlong, Lu Taiqiang, Shen Xiujin, Yu Yan and other disciples from the inner courtyard of Hantiezhang who were accompanying them suddenly changed.
"The Point Guard Is Here"
Boxers are afraid of young people. This Leiyu is only in his early thirties. He has a tall body and strong muscles. He looks like a brave and powerful person with surging energy and blood. If Zuo Le were ten years younger, he might be able to fight with him. , but now I'm afraid I'm bringing shame on myself.
Just when the fists and palms were about to collide, Zuo Le's palm knife burst out with a little light, just like a real knife reflecting the cold metallic light in the sun.
Lei Yu's expression changed suddenly, and Wei Feiju and others' expressions also changed suddenly, and they stood up suddenly.
But it's too late.
"Bang!" A dull sound suddenly sounded in the hall.
The air fluctuated violently.
Leiyu's whole body seemed to be hit by an incomparable terrifying force. He took several steps back until he hit a thick pillar and stopped.
His iron fist trembled slightly, and the skin on it was torn, and a little blood dripped down. The sword light transformed by Zuo Le's strength suddenly broke through the iron skin and injured the muscles.
Zuo Le's body fell gently in the air, and he stood with his hands behind his back. His eyes slowly swept over Wei Feiju and others, and he said in a cold voice: "Who wants to test my Zuo Le's abilities? I will accompany you to the end!"
Wei Feiju and others struggled to move their Adam's apples, and their faces became ugly.
They never dreamed that Zuo Le, who they thought they could manipulate at will, turned out to be a Huajin martial artist!
"Ahem, Brother Zuo, congratulations, congratulations! Leiyu was just joking just now. Brother Zuo, please don't take it seriously." Wei Feiju's expression changed several times and he stepped forward to laugh with him.
"Really?" A sarcastic sneer appeared at the corner of Zuo Le's mouth.
"It's absolutely true, it's absolutely true!" Wei Feiju continued to apologize with a smile.
"Then the one thousand five hundred taels you just said were a joke?" Zuo Le sneered.
"That's right, that's right." Wei Feiju nodded repeatedly, then showed a wry smile with a look of embarrassment on his face, and changed the topic: "However, Brother Zuo, the price you just offered is too high, and we can't bear it!"
"Haha, Fei Ju, after so many years of friendship, how could I possibly treat you and Ma Chuan badly in terms of price? Seven thousand taels, half of the exotic beasts, and a pair of breeding beasts. This is already a friendly price. It is impossible for me to Lower it again." Zuo Le said with a smile, replying with the words Wei Feiju said at the beginning.
Seeing this, Qu Chenlong, Lu Taiqiang and others clenched their fists, held their chests high, and looked excited.
Just now, the other party was arrogant and looked like he was sure to defeat them, but they were frustrated to death!
"Brother Zuo, don't bully others too much! Although you are already a Huajin martial artist, you are not young after all, and we have three Yunjin martial arts masters and one Ningjin martial artist, all of whom are in the prime of life. We are really in danger. We, you may not be able to get away with it, maybe you will have to explain it here." Wei Feiju's face gradually darkened, and he said slowly.
"That's right Zuo Le, I admit that Huajin martial artist is very powerful, but if we really want to fight, do you really think you can beat four of them?" Lei Yu tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes, tied up his injured fist, and looked at Staring at Zuo Le fiercely.
"Well, as I get older, one against four is really too much for me! Xinghan, why don't you come forward and help me as a teacher!" Zuo Le sighed, then turned to Zheng Xinghan and said.
"Yes, Master Zuo!" Zheng Xinghan bowed slightly, and then walked up from behind under the surprised eyes of everyone.
With every step he took, his momentum became stronger. In addition to the increasing surge of energy and blood, there was also a trace of cold air emanating from his body, making the temperature in the hall seem to drop.
Energetic!
Lu Taiqiang and others' eyes suddenly widened with shock and disbelief on their faces, while Wei Feiju and others' expressions changed again.
"Zheng Xinghan, I didn't expect you to become a martial artist!" Wei Feiju said with an extremely ugly expression.
"Master Zuo is a Huajin martial artist. If he doesn't have a Jinli martial arts disciple, wouldn't it be a loss of status?" Zheng Xinghan said lightly, looking at Wei Feiju with eyes full of disdain and disdain.
This look made Wei Feiju very unhappy.
In the past, Zheng Xinghan was just a junior to him who had exhausted his potential and had no hope of becoming a martial artist. He had never been respectful to him when he saw him, but now he looked at him with such disdain!
But Wei Feiju didn't dare to get angry!
Zheng Xinghan is ten years younger than him. Even though he is only a Ningjin martial artist, he is young, strong and full of vitality. If we really want to fight him, we don’t know who will win!
It can be said that Zheng Xinghan is now fully qualified to be on an equal footing with him, and his future is brighter than him.
"Brother Zuo, is it true that we can't discuss it anymore?" Wei Feiju asked in a pleading tone.
"No, and please don't call me eldest brother again. We have severed all ties!" Zuo Le replied coldly.
"Okay, let the four of us discuss it." Wei Feiju said with bitterness and regret, looking at Zuo Le's unmoved cold face.
Originally, Sixian Village had a Huajin martial artist and a Ningjin martial artist. With the addition of him and Ma Chuan, two Yunjin martial arts masters, Sixian Village would immediately become one of the most powerful forces outside the West City, with great prospects for rapid development. It was possible, but now it is impossible.
"Okay." Zuo Le nodded expressionlessly.
After the four people discussed it, they finally reluctantly agreed to Zuo Le's conditions.
On that day, more than 100 people from the Zuo family and the Qu family, including their servants and maids, packed up their personal belongings, loaded fifteen donkey carts and carriages, left Sixian Village in a mighty manner, and moved into An. Hecun Shuiyue Villa.
That night, Shuiyue Villa was brightly lit, bustling with people, and very lively.
Inside the village, it turns out that Cao Zhengbin lived in the courtyard of the big house with four entrances and four exits.
Qin Ziling was giving a girl a bun with her hair in two buns. Her big eyes were wandering around. At first glance, he looked like an eccentric little boy. He asked brain teaser questions, making the little boy laugh and scream from time to time.
The boy's name is Zuo Cong. He is eight years old and is Zuo Le's son.
When Zuo Le was young, he devoted himself to pursuing martial arts and was unwilling to get married. It wasn't until his forties, after years of wasting time in martial arts, that he gave up and got married at the urging of his parents.
After getting married, Zuo Le's wife never got pregnant. It was not until eight years ago, when Zuo Le was about to die, that she became pregnant and gave birth to a son, named Zuo Cong, hoping that he would be smart and smart.
Zuo Cong lived up to his parents' expectations. He was far smarter than other children of the same age since he was a child, but he was frail and sickly. He took a lot of medicine and saw many famous doctors without much improvement.
Now eight years old, he looks as thin and frail as a five or six-year-old child, but his sharp eyes and conversational skills are far superior to those of children of the same age.
I don’t know why, but Zuo Cong and Qin Ziling are particularly close to each other. After meeting Qin Ziling on the way to escort, she has been clinging to him like a follower, unable to get rid of him.
Lu Taiqiang and other inner courtyard disciples tried their best to please this junior fellow apprentice, but he acted lukewarm.
It was already midnight in the evening. Lu Taiqiang and others left Shuiyue Villa early. Only Qin Ziling was left in Shuiyue Villa because his family lived in Anhe Village. Zuo Cong was still pestering him.
"It's getting late, Cong'er. You go to bed with your mother first. Dad and your senior brother Qin still have some things to discuss." Zuo Le, the old man who had a son, loved Zuo Cong very much. Seeing that he only recognized Qin Ziling, he was both happy and a little a little bit confused. Worried that Qin Ziling would be annoyed if he pestered him so much, he stepped forward and said when he saw that it was almost time.
"Okay, daddy." Zuo Cong responded obediently, then reluctantly pulled Qin Ziling's sleeve, looked at him eagerly and said, "Brother Ziling, can you come over and play with me tomorrow?"
Among Zuo Le's many disciples, Zuo Cong is called senior brother, only brother Qin Ziling.
"Cong'er, don't be ridiculous. Your senior brother Qin has his own things to do tomorrow. How can I come to accompany you at every turn..." Zuo Le scolded him after hearing this.
"It's okay Master Zuo, I just have nothing to do tomorrow." Qin Ziling interrupted with a smile.
"Great!" Zuo Cong jumped up happily.
Qin Ziling smiled, then rubbed his little head and said, "Go to bed now. Your father and I still have some things to discuss."
"Yes!" Zuo Cong nodded obediently, then turned and left accompanied by the maid.
"Zi Ling, Cong'er has been spoiled by me and his mother since he was a child. Don't take it to heart." After Zuo Cong left, Zuo Le said to Qin Ziling with a hint of apology.
"It's okay. Zuo Cong is smart and well-behaved. I like him very much." Qin Ziling said with a smile.
"Yes, Cong'er is indeed much smarter than children of the same age. It's a pity that he has been weak and sick since childhood and is not suitable for martial arts training!" Zuo Le shook his head with regret, then pointed to the study and said: "Let's go to the study to talk."
After that, the two of them walked side by side towards the study.
"Zuo Cong's physique is indeed a bit weak, and Master Zuo's cold iron palm is opened and closed in a vigorous way, which is not suitable for training at a young age. However, you can consider teaching him to breathe out the energy of refining Qi to maintain his health. Law." Qin Ziling said as he followed Zuo Le into the study.
"Qi refining is indeed good for the body, but the method of refining qi is kept secret. If you want to become a disciple of the Qi Refining Sect, you not only have to pay a lot of money, but you also need to have spiritual talent.
I can barely scrape together the money, but I heard that the innate spiritual roots for qi refining are rare, and there is no qi refining sect in Fangshan County, so even if you want to become a disciple, there is no place to do so. Zuo Le shook his head and said.
"I do have a method of refining qi. If Master Zuo is willing, you can let Zuo Cong give it a try." Qin Ziling said.
