Xiao Guizi nodded, and then said: "Senior brother, during the past few days when you were in retreat, people from the Huang family came to our sect."
"The Huang family in Northwest City?" Xu Zimo was a little surprised, but then he was relieved, "Are they here to see Yan Buhui?"
"Yes, the person who came to the sect this time is the second young master of the Huang family. I heard that he wants to expel Yan Buhui from the Zhenwu Holy Sect," Xiao Guizi replied.
"When did people from the Huang family have a say in our sect?" Xu Zimo asked funnyly.
"I heard that the second son of the Huang family, Huang Tianxie, and the eldest elder's grandson, Shao Xingyu, are friends, and the two seemed to have made some shady py deal," Xiao Guizi replied with a smile: "With Shao Xingyu's help, this matter should be done
It’s not difficult.”
"It's interesting," Xu Zimo smiled with interest.
"Senior brother, should we help Yan Buhui?" Xiao Guizi said, "Didn't you still care about him very much before?"
"You go out and spread the word, saying that Shao Xingyu and I are mortal enemies," Xu Zimo thought for a moment and said, "Try to make as much publicity as possible."
Xiao Guizi nodded. Although he didn't know Xu Zimo's purpose of doing this, he didn't dare to ask any more questions.
Looking at Xiao Guizi's leaving figure, Xu Zimo smiled, this Yan Buhui is indeed a talent.
Perhaps as many people have said, the road to the strong is never smooth sailing. Everyone comes through setbacks and failures.
Finally, he reached the top step by step.
Based on the memories of his previous life, Xu Zimo knew that Yan Buhui's future achievements would never be low even without his help.
What he has to do now is to turn the icing on the cake into help in times of need and maximize the benefits.
Yan Buhui might be one of his candidates for general.
He will help Yan Buhui in this incident, but he will not take the initiative to help, but let the other party come to him for help.
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The place where the outer disciples of the Zhenwu Holy Sect live is a particularly wide open space with countless courtyards crisscrossing together.
At this time, in front of the courtyard where Yan Buhui lived, several outer disciples were chatting loudly.
"Have you heard that Yan Buhui, who ranks eleventh on our outer sect's Crouching Tiger List, is actually a bastard?"
"Yes, I heard that his mother was just a humble maid, and his father once had sex after getting drunk, and then he was born."
"Hey, how pitiful. I heard that the people of the Huang family don't recognize him. His status in the Huang family is not even as good as that of a dog, so he came to our sect."
"If you ask me, his mother must be a scheming bitch. She took advantage of the owner of the desolate family to be drunk and then deliberately did that thing.
If you want to climb a dragon and attach yourself to a phoenix, a sparrow will fly up a branch and become a phoenix, that's shameless."
The voices of these people are very high-pitched and can be heard even from far away.
In the room inside the courtyard, veins popped out on Yan Buhui's forehead and his fists were clenched.
He knew that those people were deliberately irritating him and wanted to challenge them with anger.
Those people are among the top ten disciples on the Crouching Tiger List, and he is no match for those people.
Even though he understood everything, he still wanted to tear those people apart, and the rage in his heart could not be suppressed.
His mother has always been a taboo for him. Everything he is doing now and practicing hard is to destroy the Huang family in the future and seek justice for his mother.
"You are really my good brother," he clenched his fists, and the embarrassing words of those outside were still ringing in his ears.
He knew that his brother was here and it was all his fault.
Although he does not recognize that family, the blood relationship is indelible.
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In order to escape that family, he had come all the way to the Zhenwu Holy Sect, but he didn't expect that those people were still unwilling to let him go.
He closed his eyes, trying to calm down his emotions, and repeatedly told himself that now was not the time to be impulsive.
What these people do today will be repaid a hundredfold in the future.
After a long time, Yan Buhui found that his heart seemed to be even more chaotic. He looked at the long sword on the table beside him.
He gently picked up the sword and stroked the blade.
"A swordsman who can survive a hundred battles must have a sharp edge," he murmured to himself, as if he had made a huge decision.
He picked up the sword, opened the door, and walked out with a sullen face.
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When those outside looked at Yan Buhui walking out, a young man next to him immediately stood up and asked with a playful smile: "Hey, isn't this our Junior Brother Yan?
I heard that your mother is the maid of the Huang family, I don’t know if it’s true, please verify it.”
Yan Buhui raised his long sword, pointed the tip of the sword at the opponent, and said in a low tone: "To be honest, your method of provoking a general is childish and disgusting.
But you succeeded."
"What, do you want to challenge me?" The young man was startled and asked with a smile.
"Yes, do you dare to fight to the death?" Yan Buhui said word for word, his eyes full of madness and violence.
His voice was calm and trembling, and the young man opposite could not imagine how much hatred was hidden in those eyes.
The young man swallowed his saliva and his momentum weakened slightly, but when he turned around, he realized that he was at the peak of the Pulse Condensation Realm.
This level of cultivation is completely enough to be promoted to an ordinary inner disciple, and the opponent is only at the fifth level of pulse condensation, so there is nothing to be afraid of.
"Forget about life and death battles, just compete according to the rules of the Crouching Tiger List," the young man thought for a moment and said.
Although he has absolute confidence in himself, the young man is still a little cautious.
As the saying goes, taking people's money to help eliminate disasters, but he doesn't have to gamble with his own life.
The young man's name is Xu Ren, and he is the seventh disciple on the Crouching Tiger Ranking. According to the regulations of the Crouching Tiger Ranking, a disciple with a higher ranking cannot challenge a disciple with a lower ranking than himself.
So they could only anger Yan Buhui and let him challenge them.
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Xingyu Peak, this is the peak where Shao Xingyu, the great elder’s grandson, lives.
At this time, in the courtyard of the mountain peak, two young men were sitting opposite each other.
Wearing a purple robe and with a rainbow of aura, the young man who was quite strategizing and confident like a superior person raised the teacup in front of him, smiled and said to the young man beside him: "Brother Tianxie, the fish is hooked."
"Brother Xingyu will be troubled by this matter," the young man on the side said with a smile.
He was wearing a white shirt, with a long black sword hanging behind him, and short hair. He was not very handsome, but he was full of energy and gave people a not simple impression.
"Don't worry, if he still stays at the outer gate, it would be inappropriate for us to attack him.
But once he is destroyed, I still have the ability to expel a loser from the sect," Shao Xingyu said with a confident smile: "The competition is scheduled for noon tomorrow, should we go and watch the excitement?"
"It's all up to Brother Xingyu's arrangement," Huang Tianxie smiled and replied.