After hearing Zhang Yao's words, Qingzhuo was silent for a moment, and then said in a low voice: "On the night of the incident, a senior brother protected me and escaped from the ambush of the rebels."
"But in order to protect me, the senior brother eventually died of his injuries. I was the only one who survived."
"As for the real person Guanlu..."
He paused and showed a hint of sadness: "He and several other real people died in the battle in the atrium. This is what the senior brother saw with his own eyes."
Zhang Yao's heart sank.
Qingzhuo's words completely shattered the trace of luck remaining in his heart.
Master Guanlu was indeed dead and stayed in the Qingping Palace forever, leaving him no chance to repay his kindness.
"……I see."
Zhang Yao took a deep breath and said slowly: "It seems that after the drastic change that night, only the two of us were lucky enough to escape."
He looked at Qingzhuo and Taoist Guanyuan and asked, "I wonder why you two came to see me today?"
"If there is anything I can do to help, I will do my best and I will never refuse."
He still has some favorable impressions of the survivors of Qingping Palace.
As long as it does not go against his own interests and there is no danger, he is still willing to lend a helping hand.
After hearing his words, Taoist Guanyuan and Qingzhuo looked at each other and felt relieved.
"Senior nephew Qingxu, that's it."
Taoist Guanyuan was the first to speak, with a hint of politeness in his tone: "Now that you have become the disciple of Master Zhou, you have a bright future. I am also very happy for you."
"But Qingzhuo and I, in order to restore the Qingping Palace, did not think about food and drink, stayed up late at night, and tried every means."
"If it is convenient, I would like to ask you to introduce Master Zhou on your behalf. We have something to discuss with him."
"oh?"
Zhang Yao's expression moved slightly, he thought about it for a moment, and said, "Okay, then I will inform you on your behalf."
Soon, Zhang Yao returned to the inner courtyard of the martial arts hall, found his master Zhou An, and reported the matter in detail.
"Oh, the remnants of the Qingping Palace want to find me..."
Zhou An frowned, then slowly relaxed his brows and said, "I understand... Then invite them in."
…………
Taoist Guanyuan and Qingzhuo entered the inner courtyard of the martial arts hall and had a secret conversation with Zhou An behind closed doors.
After half an hour, Taoist Guanyuan and Qingzhuo greeted Zhang Yao and left with happy faces.
"Master, what's the result?"
Zhang Yao asked Zhou An curiously.
He could probably guess that the purpose of Taoist Guanyuan and Qingzhuo's visit was just to be curious about their bargaining chips.
"Very good, a win-win result."
Zhou An smiled and seemed to be in a good mood: "They are alone. If they want to use external forces to restore the Qingping Palace, they naturally have to dig out their old roots."
"In addition to the money raised and the wealth accumulated by Qingping Palace over the past century, they also promised to hand over the true biography of Qingping Palace's inner family when the matter is completed!"
"What?"
Zhang Yao couldn't help being shocked when he heard this.
The true inheritance of a sect is something that is the most prized by that clan. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the lifeblood of the clan.
But when he thought about it again, he felt that it was very reasonable - the Qingping Palace was destroyed, why bother with this?
"Ayao, this is your chance."
Zhou An patted his shoulder and laughed and said: "I was still worrying about this matter before, but I didn't expect that the opportunity would come to my door in the blink of an eye."
"However, the rebel army entrenched in Qingping Palace is not weak. I am afraid that Jinding Martial Arts School alone will not be able to defeat them."
"I still need to contact a few more people to take action together. After all, the most important inner family's true legacy can be copied, and the remaining gold and silver wealth will be divided equally."
After saying that, he paused and said solemnly: "Your strength is already comparable to that of a great martial artist, but you are still not skilled enough in boxing and have little fighting experience."
"This attack on the Qingping Palace rebels is the best opportunity for actual combat. With me and your senior brothers watching over you, you won't be in much danger."
"Just in time, it will also allow you to take revenge with your own hands and fulfill one of your wishes."
"Um."
Zhang Yao nodded heavily, feeling excited.
A few months ago, the rebel army attacked the mountain in a surprise attack, shattering his stable life and his vision for the future.
He ran away like a wild dog, without even the confidence to turn back and resist. It was impossible not to feel aggrieved and resentful in his heart.
It's just that he knows his own weakness, so he hides all this in his heart.
"As the saying goes, it takes a thousand days to raise an army, but it takes only a moment to deploy it!"
"I practice martial arts day and night, isn't it just to play a role in this critical moment?"
Zhang Yao took a deep breath and said, "I understand, master, please rest assured, I will be prepared."
"good."
Zhou An patted his shoulder happily and said, "Then just wait for my good news."
…………
With Zhou Anjuzhong in contact, everything went smoothly.
Except for Kuanglei Martial Arts School, almost no one in the city's martial arts schools, escort bureaus and other martial arts circles can resist the temptation of a true biography of an insider.
After all, this means a better future and a higher level. Even if you can't practice it yourself, it is great to pass it on to future generations.
Just three days later:
"It's a done deal."
At the dinner table, Zhou An looked relaxed and said:
"This time, a total of three martial arts schools and two escort agencies will take action together."
"Master Guan Yuan has secretly returned to Lianhua Township, contacted the local big business, and provided cover for our raid."
"The little Taoist boy is still there. When we are ready to take action, he will lead us."
As he spoke, he looked at the people at the dinner table and said, "This time, Yao'er will also act with us. Hong Xiu will just stay at home."
Zhou Hongxiu grunted dissatisfiedly, but did not dare to object.
She also knows that her martial arts talent is average, and her "Hongyun Kick Technique" has not yet been fully developed, and it will only be a hindrance.
Meng Zongwei and Zhang Yannian, on the other hand, looked calm and did not have much mood swings.
They have been practicing martial arts for more than ten years and have participated in many battles, including those that once wiped out some refugee armies and bandits. They have seen blood.
The next day, early morning.
Zhou An gathered Zhang Yao and several others together and twisted a vase in the study.
"Kaka..."
Along with the sound of the amplifier turning, the bookshelf moved, and a dark room slowly opened.
"come in."
Zhou An said hello and walked in first.
Zhang Yao looked at it curiously. When he first entered the darkroom, he saw several pieces of armor hanging on the shelves. They were all made of fine iron and shone with a cold light.
"hiss……"
He took a breath and looked a little surprised.
There was actually armor hidden in the martial arts hall, which really surprised him.
However, in these troubled times, this seems to be normal. Anyone with access will plan ahead and prepare in advance instead of leaving it to fate.
Zhou An stroked the pieces of armor and sighed with emotion in his eyes: "The battle formation is dangerous, swords and guns have no eyesight, and no matter how high your martial arts skills are, it is difficult to be complete."
"I spent a lot of money to get these pieces of armor in secret. They are the bottom line of our martial arts school."
With that said, he turned to look at Zhang Yao and said, "Ayao, try it on and see if it fits you."
