Standing in front of the Qingshan Martial Arts School for a while, Su Xiaofan had a feeling of going back in time and space.
The clone's memory is completely integrated with Su Xiaofan's. The clone's experience over the past few hundred years is not much different from Su Xiaofan's personal experience.
But for Su Xiaofan himself, this experience felt unreal.
Looking at the large characters of Qingshan Martial Arts Hall written by himself two or three hundred years ago, Su Xiaofan's memory seemed to go back to the moment when his avatar founded the martial arts gym.
Standing guarding the door of the martial arts hall were two martial arts disciples. When they saw Su Xiaofan lingering for a long time, they couldn't help but look at each other.
Judging from Su Xiaofan's age, Xuewu seemed a bit older, but he didn't look like he was here to cause trouble. After all, the name of Qingshan Martial Arts School was not as resounding in Haotian City.
Su Xiaofan shook his head slightly. In the past hundred years, he had rarely gone to the escort agency or martial arts gym. Except for the person in charge, almost no one knew him anymore.
After taking a look at the signboard of Qingshan Martial Arts School, Su Xiaofan continued to walk forward. After walking more than a hundred meters, he turned into an alley.
Behind this commercial street is a dense residential area. The alleys behind it extend in all directions. From a high altitude, it looks like a spider web, covering a large area. Su Xiaofan walked along the alley for more than three hundred meters.
He stopped in front of a locked door.
The front door of this door is not very big, and at most it can only allow two people to enter and exit at the same time. Su Xiaofan reached out and touched the door beam and took out a key.
When you open the door to the courtyard, the scene inside is completely different from the outside.
The entrance is a screen wall, and behind the screen wall is a courtyard of more than 200 square meters.
The entire yard is paved with hard bluestone, but many of the bluestones have cracks and even some sunken potholes.
On both sides of the yard, there are two rows of weapon racks. The weapons on them have disappeared, but the wooden racks are still intact, with not even a trace of dust on them. It is obvious that someone is wiping them from time to time.
At the end of this courtyard is a corridor door. After passing through the corridor door, there is another courtyard, but this courtyard is much smaller.
In this yard, there is a water system with several colorful fish swimming in it. There is a small bridge above the water system, and both sides of the bridge are filled with various green plants and flowers.
At the end of this yard, there is a house with a completely different style from the architecture in this world.
The house is three stories high, and its shape looks very unique. Whether it is the style or the color of the exterior wall, it is very different from this world.
"The clone also misses the old villa very much."
Looking at the familiar house in front of him, Su Xiaofan couldn't help but smile bitterly. With the cave inside his body unable to be opened, he didn't expect that he could still live in a familiar place.
Before Su Xiaofan's clone came to this world, this
There is no glass in the world, and most of the window paper they use is oil paper with poor light transmittance.
In this way, after Su Xiaofan built this house, he felt very uncomfortable. After finding some materials that could replace alkali and chalk, glass appeared in this world.
Because glass is a hot-selling commodity, Su Xiaofan's clone also experienced the swords and swords in this world's business world, and even taught some people a lesson in person before blocking those prying eyes.
After making money from glass for decades, Su Xiaofan handed it over to the Chinese royal family. The technical content of this thing was actually not high, and the monopoly for decades had already made Su Xiaofan enough.
However, Su Xiaofan did not use technology to change the world. In fact, he could not change it. After all, this was a world where warriors and demons coexisted. He made money just to make his life better.
Su Xiaofan used the money he earned from selling glass to establish the Qingshan Escort Bureau and the Qingshan Martial Arts School. After these two industries were on the right track, Su Xiaofan began his four-country tour.
However, Su Xiaofan's clone would come and live in this courtyard every few decades, so for more than two hundred years, people have been cleaning and maintaining it.
house
The door of the house was not locked. Su Xiaofan pushed the door open and went in. The furniture inside was familiar to him, but some electrical appliances were missing.
When he saw that when he pushed the door open, a vague energy flashed through the door, Su Xiaofan couldn't help but smile, and without paying attention, he walked straight into the house and sat down.
That is, after more than ten breaths, a sound of footsteps came from the backyard behind the house, and then a figure appeared at the door.
Su Xiaofan knew that this house was actually connected to the Qingshan Martial Arts School in front of it, but the only person who was qualified to come here was the current owner of the Qingshan Martial Arts School.
"Lord Aoyama!"
The figure was very tall and tall, about two meters tall. Standing at the door, even the sunlight outside the house was blocked by most of it.
However, this burly man looked respectful at the moment. He did not even dare to step into the room before receiving a response from Su Xiaofan in the room.
"Zhou Xiong, you are here..."
Su Xiaofan waved, "Come in, sit down and talk, I haven't seen you for a while."
"Thank you Aoyama-sama..."
The burly man's face showed joy, he stepped into the room cautiously, and sat down on the chair below Su Xiaofan with some respect, his back straight.
If the warriors at the Qingshan Martial Arts School saw their master's demeanor, they would all think they were being deceived. You must know that their master is a tough guy who can run a horse on his arms.
"How many times have I told you not to call me Master Qingshan?" Su Xiaofan rubbed his brows in annoyance. Every time he had to correct the name of the person in front of him.
From a relationship point of view, Zhou Xiong is the grandson of the disciple he took in back then, and Su Xiaofan can be regarded as his ancestor.
But Su Xiaofan didn't even want to be called Patriarch. If others heard this, Su Xiaofan would probably have no peace in Haotian City, and he would be disturbed by others all day long.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Later, Su Xiaofan asked Zhou Xiong to call him Brother Su, but he was unwilling to beat Zhou Xiong to death. If he dared to call his grandfather's master that way, the coffin board might not be able to hold it down.
That grandpa is already buried in the soil.
"Then I call you ancestor?"
Zhou Xiong said with a bitter face: "If I are worthy of your old brother, how can I dare to see my grandfather when I die..."
"Okay, stop trying to show off to me. How do I look like your ancestor?"
Su Xiaofan waved his hand when he heard this. He knew that his disciple looked rough, but he was actually a wonderful person, not to mention that he had watched him grow up.
Su Xiaofan's disciple lived for nearly one hundred and fifty years, but when he passed away, Su Xiaofan was not in Haotian City, so he could not see him.
Later, when Su Xiaofan came back, Zhou Xiong's father was almost a hundred years old, and due to his qualifications, he did not break through to King Wu. Instead, he gave birth to Zhou Xiong when he was nearly a hundred years old.
When Zhou Xiong was young, Su Xiaofan lived in Haotian City for more than ten years. Zhou Xiong's martial arts foundation was actually laid by Su Xiaofan for him.
Su Xiaofan subtly taught him a lot, including Zhou Xiong's insights into becoming a military commander. Although he couldn't call him master due to his seniority, Su Xiaofan could be regarded as passing on skills from generation to generation.
Therefore, Zhou Xiong and Su Xiaofan are very familiar with each other, and he respects Su Xiaofan as his ancestor from the bottom of his heart. In the entire Haotian City, except for the uncle from the Qingshan Escort Bureau, only Zhou Xiong knows Su Xiaofan's true identity.
"Ancestor is just a title. If I dare not call you that, Master Sun will definitely teach me a lesson."
Zhou Xiong muttered, "I am no match for Uncle Sun now, ancestor. I have been in the realm of military commanders for more than ten years. Please give me some advice when you have time."
Zhou Xiong has always been confused about Su Xiaofan's appearance. Su Xiaofan has looked like this since he could remember. Fifty or sixty years have passed, but Mr. Qingshan has never aged.
Zhou Xiong even wondered whether Master Qingshan was like this when his grandfather became his disciple. He had never been like this for two or three hundred years.
Nothing has changed.
Moreover, Zhou Xiong is not sure about Master Qingshan's true cultivation level. Anyway, he should not be weaker than the Martial Saint, because only the Martial Saint can live as long as two or three hundred years old. "You can consolidate your cultivation more, 2
Within ten years, I will take you to be promoted to King of Martial Arts!"
Su Xiaofan glanced at Zhou Xiong. His qualifications were much better than those of his former disciples, and his foundation was very solid. With Su Xiaofan's guidance, he had great hopes of being promoted to King of Martial Arts.
However, the time for Zhou Xiong to become a military commander is still too short. If he accumulates more, and I can give him some help when the time comes, maybe Zhou Xiong will have a chance to become a martial saint in the future.
"Ancestor, you...you say it is true?"
Hearing Su Xiaofan's words, Zhou Xiong was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly reacted, his eyes suddenly opened like bells.
Zhou Xiong just said this casually, not expecting his ancestor to agree. Unexpectedly, Su Xiaofan actually agreed, which immediately made Zhou Xiong overjoyed.
As the only person in Haotian City who knew Su Xiaofan's identity, Zhou Xiong knew very well how powerful Lord Qingshan was.
The unsolved Yin gods in the Four Kingdoms could be repelled by Master Qingshan alone. Zhou Xiong even secretly guessed that the ancestor had surpassed the existence of the Martial Saint.
"Of course it's fake."
Su Xiaofan glared at the thick-looking guy in front of him for actually daring to kill him, as if he was afraid that he would regret it.
"Ancestor, I was wrong."
Zhou Xiong put on a pitiful look, which made Su Xiaofan feel chills and said, "Get out of here and boil some water for me to make tea. Su Xiaofan himself likes to enjoy himself more than being alone. In the past, when he was in the outside world, he could easily
We set out the tea set and stove, but it's not that convenient here.
After a while, Zhou Xiong came back with a pot of boiling water, picked up the tea leaves on the table, and respectfully made Su Xiaofan a cup of hot tea.
"Ancestor, do you want to inform your uncle that you are back?" Zhou Xiong was a little worried about his uncle, because every time he saw him, he said that he was not making progress and did not dare to go out to fight with monsters. He always had to find reasons.
Give Zhou Xiong a good beating.
According to what Master Sun said, a warrior must bravely travel to the ends of the world and travel to dangerous places in the four countries. Only by risking death and surviving can one truly understand the way of martial arts.
In fact, Zhou Xiong felt that he was wronged. If he didn't dare to fight monsters, it would be impossible for him to be promoted to a military commander. There is no shortcut for warriors, and they almost all grow up in fighting.
"Ask him to cook, and tell him to bring the best monster meat from the escort agency.
Su Xiaofan nodded. If there is one place in Haotian City that has the most monster meat and the highest grade, it must be the Qingshan Escort Agency.
