"Bang!" Suddenly there was a huge crashing sound from the backyard.
Then a big hole was knocked out of the wall that separated the backyard and the courtyard. Flying dust and broken bricks flew everywhere. A figure fell out of the flying dust.
Before the figure even landed on the ground, he slapped his palms on the ground violently, turned over in mid-air, and finally landed on his feet and stood up.
When the figure's feet landed on the ground, everyone saw clearly that it was Zuo Le.
At this time, Zuo Le's hair was disheveled, his face was gray, there was a trace of bloodshot eyes at the corner of his mouth, and his face was a little pale.
"Master Zuo!" Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and they all stepped forward in surprise.
But before anyone could get closer, Zuo Le already stretched out his hand to signal them not to come over, but looked at the hole in the wall that had been knocked open.
A white figure walked out of the hole in the wall slowly, followed by a black figure.
The flying dust gradually dispersed, revealing the true face of the white figure in Mount Lu.
Wearing a white warrior uniform, he is about twenty-three or four years old, tall and tall, handsome in appearance, with a careless smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, and an attitude of being condescending and dismissive of others.
"He is Lin Zhengji!" Lu Taiqiang said in a low voice.
Lin Zhengji!
Qin Ziling's pupils shrank slightly, and a sinister murderous intention flashed deep in his eyes.
The dark figure behind Lin Zhengji was none other than Nangong Yue, and he followed Lin Zhengji step by step.
"Master Zuo, do you want to compete again?" Lin Zhengji looked straight at Zuo Le, with a sneer on his lips, and asked lightly.
"Young Master Lin has a high level of cultivation and is very skilled in the Ice Palm. I'm not as good as you. The more Nangong wants to join the Black Armored Guards, just join him." Zuo Le wiped the bloodshot eyes from the corners of his mouth, straightened his hair and clothes, and replied calmly.
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"Martial Master Zuo is indeed sensible. In fact, Han Iron Palm and Ice Palm have a lot in common. They should have close communication with each other, so why do they have to be so arrogant? Don't you think so?" Lin Zhengji cupped his hands and said with a smile.
Zuo Le remained silent and did not answer, but looked at Lin Zhengji calmly.
Lin Zhengji's face turned slightly cold, but then he put on a faint smile and said: "Nangong Yue, although your master agrees with you to join the Black Armored Guards, you still have to go back to Hantie Zhangyuan to consult your master frequently. This practice
You still can’t let things go, and try to gather your strength as soon as possible.”
"Don't worry, Mr. Dutou, I will definitely live up to your high expectations!" Nangong Yue said with a solemn expression and cupped his hands to Lin Zhengji.
"Master Zuo, please give me more advice from Nangong Yue Martial Arts School in the future. Don't treat him badly with the eggs and chickens of the Xuanhan Iron Chicken needed for martial arts training. Today, I will not disturb Master Zuo. I will encircle this wall."
Call the craftsmen to repair it tomorrow." Lin Zhengji nodded to Nangong Yue, then turned to Zuo Le again and said.
"Don't bother Mr. Lin, I will find someone to fix it." The flesh on Zuo Le's face twitched slightly, and he suppressed the humiliation and anger in his heart and said in a deep voice.
"That's fine! We're all a family, so there's nothing to be polite about. Nangong Yue, please follow me back to familiarize yourself with military affairs, and come back another day." Lin Zhengji said lightly, and led Nangong Yue out.
"Hey!" When passing by Qin Ziling, Lin Zhengji's eyes fell on the medicine basket on his back, and his eyes lit up slightly.
"This is Qinghan Snow Lotus Grass. Where did you pick it?" Lin Zhengji asked with a smile.
"Shan, picked from the mountains." Qin Ziling replied with a "panic" look on his face.
"Picked in the mountains, good answer." Lin Zhengji nodded with a smile, then suddenly raised his foot and kicked Qin Ziling in the abdomen without any warning.
"Bang!" Qin Ziling arched his body, flew up, and then fell heavily to the ground. Blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
"Picked in the mountains! Who do you think you are? You're not worthy of being clever with me! I'll spare your life this time for the sake of Master Zuo, but you won't be so lucky next time." Lin Zhengji sneered, and then played the ball casually.
After taking off his clothes, he took Nangong Yue away in a hurry.
When he passed by Qin Ziling who was struggling to stand up, Nangong Yue looked at him condescendingly, with a disdainful sneer on his lips.
During this period, Zheng Xinghan and others were full of anger, but no one dared to step forward.
They are not three-year-old children, and they know very well what Lin Zhengji represents.
If they go up, not only will they not be able to regain their position, but they will cause even greater trouble for Hantie Zhangyuan.
"Zi Ling, how are you?" Zuo Le strode forward with a gloomy face and asked while reaching out to pull Qin Ziling.
"I'm fine. He didn't use any strength. How are you, Master Zuo?" Qin Ziling wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up before Zuo Le's hand touched him.
"As long as it's okay, you did a good job, and I'm okay too." Zuo Le waved his hand, and then said: "You, Xinghan, and Muxuan have worked hard all the way. Follow me to the inner room in the backyard, and the others have dispersed.
, continue practicing martial arts. Lin Shou found someone to repair the wall."
After saying that, Zuo Le turned around and left.
The thin body that was already somewhat rickety seemed to be getting more and more bent.
Zheng Xinghan and the other three silently followed Zuo Le into the inner room in the backyard.
Zuo Le sat on the sandalwood chair, pointed to the chair next to him, and said, "Let's all sit down."
After saying that, Zuo Le suddenly covered his mouth and started coughing. He opened his palm and saw a mouthful of blood.
"Master Zuo!" The faces of the three of them changed greatly.
"Huh!" Zuo Le breathed a long sigh of relief, smoothed his chest, then waved his hands and said, "It's okay, I'm old and can't stand the beating."
After Zuo Le said this, he slowly leaned back on the chair. The wrinkles on his face seemed to have become much deeper at this moment, and his eyes were not very energetic. It felt as if the whole person's energy and energy had suddenly collapsed.
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Unlike before, even if Zuo Le was lying lazily on the wicker chair, his eyes were sharp and sharp, and he had an awe-inspiring and powerful aura.
But at this moment, it's gone.
Also, after so many years, Nangong Yue was finally born. Zuo Le placed great hopes on him and was not even willing to care about his character flaws.
As a result, the original hope has turned into the current disaster, and none of the inner courtyard disciples in front of him have any hope of becoming successful and can truly inherit his mantle and help him pass on the Cold Iron Palm Academy.
"Master Zuo!" Zheng Xinghan called out cautiously after seeing Zuo Le waving his hands and saying something, then leaning back on the chair as if his mind was wandering and not saying anything for a long time.
"Well, you did a good job this time. This amount of Qinghan Snow Lotus Grass is enough for a year. Xinghan, later you can give Zi Ling and Muxuan money or Xuanhan Iron Chicken Secret Pills according to their wishes. Okay, it's all
Let's go out." Zuo Le seemed to come back to his senses, glanced at Zheng Xinghan blankly, said something, and waved his hand.
"Master Zuo, Nangong Yue, this white-eyed wolf, might as well leave! Without him, there would still be Junior Brother Qin!" Muxuan couldn't help but say when she saw this.
"Zi Ling?" Zuo Le glanced at Qin Ziling upon hearing this, smiled bitterly, then waved his hand and slowly closed his eyes.
"Master Zuo, Junior Brother Qin broke through to the Iron Skin level three days ago!" Zheng Xinghan said upon seeing this.
"What?" Zuo Le suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes, which were originally dull, flashed with lightning, and he stood up, and then slapped Qin Ziling away with the five fingers of his right hand.
Seeing this, Qin Ziling quickly circulated his energy and blood, leaving only the iron skin on his palms. With a "bang!", he slapped Zuo Le.
Zuo Le stood still, but Qin Ziling pretended to take two steps back.
But despite this, Zuo Le's originally pale face suddenly flushed with excitement, and he said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, his energy and blood are surging and refined, and he seems to be no less inferior to Xing Han."
"Junior Brother Qin is not just inferior to me, he is actually much more powerful." Zheng Xinghan said.
"Haha, Xinghan, you don't have to belittle yourself. In terms of actual combat, you are definitely better than Zi Ling. But Zi Ling's strength lies in his talent. If I remember correctly, it only took Zi Ling six months and a few days to go from cowhide to iron.
Zuo Le, who was in a good mood, patted Zheng Xinghan on the shoulder and said comfortingly.
Zheng Xinghan and Muxuan's expressions became very subtle upon hearing this.
"Did I remember it wrong?" Zuo Le frowned slightly when he saw this.
"Master Zuo, you remember correctly, but you are wrong about one thing. Even in terms of actual combat ability, Zi Ling is much better than me." Zheng Xinghan said.
"Yes, yes, Master Zuo, it's a good thing that Zi Ling went with us this time, otherwise Senior Brother Zheng and I would have no chance to see you again," Muxuan said.
"What's going on?" Zuo Le's face changed slightly.
"On the way back, we met people from Xueyun Village. They had three iron-skin martial arts disciples and six cowhide-skin martial arts disciples. Originally we thought we would definitely die this time, but in the end, we were all killed by Junior Brother Qin alone." Zheng Xinghan replied.
"Zi Ling killed all three iron-clad warriors and six cow-hide warriors by himself, and none of them escaped?" Even Zuo Le, who could be considered a man who had gone through great storms, his eyes suddenly widened when he heard this.
"Yes!" Zheng Xinghan and Muxuan nodded heavily.
Zuo Le was stunned when he saw Zheng Xinghan and Muxuan nodding heavily.
As a Yunjin martial artist, Zuo Le knows very well that it is much more difficult for one person to kill all three iron-skin warriors and six cowhide warriors than to defeat them all. Even if he is a Yunjin martial artist,
If one person is not careful, once they are allowed to flee in all directions, he will not be able to kill them all.
Being a Yunjin martial artist is quite difficult, but Qin Ziling, a martial arts disciple who has just broken through to the iron skin level, actually did it. How could this not make Zuo Le feel extremely shocked?
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