Liu Bing took Zhang Zhe to look around, introducing various buildings on the main peak, talking about various gossips, rumors and various gossips, and then boasted about his experiences when he went out for training. It was not until the sun set that he received
The Holy Lord and the elders had finished discussing the matter and took Zhang Zhe back to the main hall.
In front of the palace, only Feng Hao was left waiting there.
"Master." "Elder." Zhang Zhe and Liu Bing saluted respectively.
"Excuse me, nephew." Feng Hao said politely to Liu Bing first, then took out a small porcelain bottle and handed it over. A young man can become a disciple of the temple guard on the main peak, and his future will definitely be extraordinary. Now, please be polite,
Just help Zhang Zhe expand his network.
"No, no, this is my job, how dare you ask for something from the elder?" Liu Bing quickly declined.
"Take it, we are all from the same sect, and we will need my nephew to take care of me in the future." When it comes to delivering things, you have to push them back and forth, and you will definitely be able to deliver them later.
"Then I would like to thank the elder for taking care of me." He said and reached out to borrow the porcelain vase from Feng Hao's hand. "This disciple had a great conversation with Junior Brother Zhang today. We may become good friends in the future. It is necessary to take care of each other."
"Haha, yes, that's how it should be." Seeing Liu Bing accept the pill, Feng Hao said with a chuckle, and then continued: "I will arrange a place for him when I get back, so I won't stay here for a long time."
"Elder, go slowly. Please forgive me for having important things to do, so I can't send you far away," Liu Bing replied.
"Stay." After saying that, he took out the flying boat and took Zhang Zhe to fly away into the distance.
Liu Bing looked at the flying boat going away and estimated that there would be little chance of meeting these two people in the future, but he didn't care.
On the flying boat, Zhang Zhe looked at Feng Hao and hesitated to speak.
"If you have anything to say, just tell me." Feng Hao saw that Zhang Zhe had something to say, so he spoke first.
"Master, you are also a supreme elder. There is no need to be so polite to a disciple, right?" After hearing Feng Hao's words, Zhang Zhe asked his question.
"Any disciple who can stay on the main peak will have a bright future in the future. There is no harm in making good friends." Feng Hao explained to Zhang Zhe with a smile.
He felt that Zhang Zhe was still young and did not know much about some people's ways. He would understand it when he had more experience in the future. Although Zhang Zhe was a little disapproving, he did not refute Feng Hao.
"Master, what did you say in the hall? Can you tell me about it?" Zhang Zhe changed the subject.
"There is nothing confidential. I just want to talk about my teacher's subsequent encounters and their subsequent encounters, and I also gave my teacher some items as rewards." Feng Hao simply said.
"Wow! Master, you, a person who is a complete laggard, can be rewarded!" Zhang Zhe said with an exaggerated expression.
"Pah!" Feng Hao slapped Zhang Zhe on the forehead, "Can you speak? After all, my teacher is also a supreme elder. How could he hold back the sect?" Feng Hao rolled his eyes and said angrily.
"Wow! The Supreme Elder of the Ancient Holy Land! He's so powerful! He was beaten out as soon as he entered the door." Zhang Zhe's expression became even more exaggerated, and after speaking, he turned around and ran away.
"Little bastard, stop here! Don't you think I'll teach you a lesson today and let you know what it means to respect your teacher!" Feng Hao chased him away in an angry tone.
When getting along with Zhang Zhe, Feng Hao seems to be no longer a person who has been practicing for many years. He is no longer mature and steady, laughs and curses, and is not so humane and worldly.
After talking and laughing, Feng Hao landed the flying boat in front of a courtyard on a mountain peak after flying for more than an hour. After putting the flying boat away, he didn’t call anyone, he just opened the door and walked in while shouting: "Xiao Zhao, I’m back.
." Then he led Zhang Zhe towards the central hall.
Zhang Zhe looked at this yard, which would be his home for decades or even centuries to come.
The courtyard is very large, covering several thousand square meters. There is a main hall in the middle. Its scale is incomparable to the main hall on the main peak. There are two three-story attics on the left and right. The decoration is not bright, but it looks very simple.
As soon as Feng Hao walked into the hall with Zhang Zhe, an old man chased him in behind him. The old man looked very old, in his seventies or eighties, but his body was very strong and he walked like a breeze.
"Master." The old man bowed and saluted.
"Well, get up." Feng Hao said without turning around when he heard the voice. Then he walked directly to the chair in the hall and sat down.
Zhang Zhe and the old man followed Feng Hao.
Feng Hao looked at the two people, and first said to Zhang Zhe: "This is Xiao Zhao, who is the steward of this courtyard." Without giving the two people a chance to speak, he continued: "This is Zhang Zhe, the disciple I have accepted. You guys
Get to know each other."
"Young Master." "Uncle Zhao." Zhang Zhe and Old Man Zhao said at the same time.
"Okay, if you want to talk, you can talk later alone. I have something else to say." Seeing that the two of them knew each other, Feng Hao said.
"Because the injury suffered this time is relatively serious, it is estimated that it will take a long time to recover from the retreat. Therefore, Xiao Zhao, I will continue to keep the courtyard under your care." Feng Hao said to Old Man Zhao.
"Okay." Old Man Zhao replied. "It's as if I wasn't the one taking care of him before." But he rolled his eyes internally.
"There is also Zhang Zhe. He will be the second owner of this yard from now on. He can take and use the materials in the yard at will. However, he is new here and doesn't understand anything. Please help me keep an eye on him and don't let him cause trouble.
Disaster." Feng Hao continued.
"Don't worry, Master, I will take control." Old Man Zhao replied.
"Well, that's it. You go down and prepare a room for Zhang Zhe first. I still have a few words to say to Zhang Zhe alone." Old man Zhao has been here for a long time and is familiar with everything. There is no need to give any special instructions.
"Yes." After saying this, Old Man Zhao turned around and slowly walked towards the outside of the palace gate.
"Why, does this old man have any questions? Is there anything I can't let him know?" Zhang Zhe said suddenly as he watched the old man leave the hall.
Zhang Zhe's brain circuit suddenly came online, and the smell of conspiracy filled his mind.
"No, Xiao Zhao was accidentally rescued by me when I was out more than 80 years ago. He has lost all his cultivation and has no family, so he follows me here to take care of his old age." Feng Hao was a little helpless, and when he saw Zhang Zhe's appearance, he
Knowing that he didn't know where he was thinking, he explained it to him.
"Then why do you want to kick him out? Is there anything he can't know? Is there anything you can say openly that you can't do?" Zhang Zhe's style suddenly changed and he asked seriously.
"Get out of here! You think you are a detective, why are you questioning me?" Feng Hao is already very familiar with Zhang Zhe's sudden change in painting style. He sometimes behaves like this suddenly on the boat. At first, he thought he had some secret.
, and later it was discovered that it was just his neural circuit that was abnormal.
"Oh." Seeing the master getting angry, Zhang Zhe quickly turned his mind around. "Then master, if you have any funeral matters to explain, don't worry, leave them to me. I will definitely let you rest in peace."
"..." Feng Hao was so angry that his injuries were about to break out. He took a few deep breaths and did not think about Zhang Zhe's words.
"I am in retreat this time to heal my wounds. It will take three to five years at the earliest and ten to eight years at the slower time. I am very worried about not being able to watch you practice during this period." Feng Hao took a few deep breaths and changed the subject.
"Master, don't worry. During your retreat, I will definitely practice hard and live up to your expectations." Seeing Feng Hao's concerned look, Zhang Zhe made a promise.
"Well, I hope so." Feng Hao didn't trust Zhang Zhe's guarantee. "I will pass on all the "Shaking Light Sutra" to you in a while. You should understand the practice first. If you really don't understand something, you can go to it.
Ask Elder Wang Xiao, he is a close friend of mine, and knowing that you are my disciple, he will give you a serious answer.
As for the cultivation materials you will use, you can tell Xiao Zhao. He knows everything. If he doesn't know, you probably won't need it for the time being." At this point, Feng Hao stopped to think for a moment and then continued: "Well, that's it.
That’s all, if there is anything else you need to know, please tell me if you feel the need. I will continue to retreat in a while.”
Seeing Feng Hao's serious face, Zhang Zhe no longer smiled playfully. He thought for a moment and said: "I don't have any problems. Master, you can retreat in peace. I will take good care of myself."
"Well, then come here and I will pass the Shaking Light Sutra to you."
Zhang Zhe walked up to Feng Hao obediently and looked directly into Feng Hao's eyes. Feng Hao just glanced at Zhang Zhe lightly, then stretched out his hand and pointed on Zhang Zhe's forehead. It took him a full quarter of an hour to let go of his hand.
As Feng Hao let go of his hand, Zhang Zhe fell backwards. Feng Hao caught him casually, placed him cross-legged on the table, took another look, and without saying anything else, walked towards the back of the hall and disappeared into the hall in a few steps.
In the main hall, Zhang Zhe was the only one left sitting cross-legged on a table with a painful expression.