My talent is resurrection

Chapter 164 Old Zhouzi

After the Dou Hat guest smashed the entire Baiye Sect, he only left one sentence.

"Don't embarrass the little girl."

The elders of Baiyezong were horrified, they all knew who the bamboo hat guest was talking about.

Then it was even more inconceivable that such a great monk came out of Luxu Palace, who actually protected Hu Ping like this.

All of these made the Baiyezong monks puzzled. It stands to reason that Luxu Palace valued Hu Ping so much before because Hu Ping was at the sixth level and hoped to be at the seventh level. The power will be able to rise a bit.

But now that Luxu Palace has this bamboo hat guest, who can suppress Baili by himself with his combat power, why would he care about a little six-level monk?
This is something that the monks of Baiyezong couldn't figure out, but they didn't dare to ask more questions, so they could only watch the bamboo hat guest go down the mountain.

After this battle, Baiyezong announced that it would close the mountain gate for ten years and not care about world affairs.

The bamboo hat guest became famous overnight, and the monks didn't know how to evaluate his combat power, so they could only compare him with the Jindan suzerain of Luxu Palace.

Further up, it belongs to the old fairy Yuanying, and they dare not think of the bamboo hat guest as the old fairy Yuanying.

After all, if you are in the Golden Core Realm, then there is still a Suzerain of Luxu Palace comparable.

But the Nascent Soul Immortal, it is really invincible, one person can destroy a hundred miles of sects.

No one wants to appear truly invincible.

Chen Jiu didn't pay attention to these things. He was sitting on a light boat and crossing the sea.

The old boatman on the side rowed the oars. If it went straight down the current, he could drink the small wine on the side to warm up and not get drunk.

Old Zhouzi looked at Chen Jiu who was in thin clothes, handed over the wine, and asked kindly: "Guest, would you like to have a sip too, this wine is a good thing in winter, and it won't be cold after drinking it."

Chen Jiu smiled and waved his hands: "No, the girl at home won't let me drink."

Old Zhouzi heard this, put away the wine, and said with a warm smile: "My family is also a girl, and they don't let me drink, but boating in winter, how can I not drink to warm my body?"

Chen Jiu nodded and said, "That's the truth."

The old Zhouzi took another sip of wine, looked at the river that flowed smoothly, and suddenly smiled and said: "My girl married a good man and went to the gate, so you don't have to live with me anymore. The biggest worry in my life, old man. It will be gone, and life and death will follow fate."

Lao Zhouzi didn't know why, maybe he heard that Chen Jiu's family also had a daughter, so he suddenly said this.

Chen Jiu replied: "My girl has gone out to learn art from a teacher, and I can't let it go, I have to go and see."

Old Zhouzi was stunned for a moment, then laughed again: "So I went to see my relatives..."

Old Zhouzi paused for a while, squinted his cloudy eyes, and said softly: "My daughter also comes to visit me sometimes, and she will bring a lot of money, but when she goes back, she will inevitably be ridiculed by her in-laws, saying that she is married and paid for her arm." Elbows out..."

"Old man, I've been worthless all my life. I couldn't let my daughter continue to suffer, so I moved quietly, and told her not to come to me in the future."

"...Sometimes when I miss girls, I just go to the door of the big family and take a peek."

"I'm worthless, so I dare not go in."

After the old Zhouzi finished speaking, he smiled embarrassedly at Chen Jiu, and took another sip of the wine beside him. His old face suddenly became more rosy, and he hurriedly rowed the oar.

Chen Jiu sat silently by the side, watching Lao Zhouzi smile very bitterly.

All the way silent, all silent.

When the ferry docked, Chen Jiu gave Lao Zhouzi a bag of silver and waved to him, "Take it, you don't need to look for it."

Old Zhouzi was stunned for a moment, opened the money bag, took out a very small silver tael from it as his reward, and then returned the money bag to Chen Jiu, "You are a good person, but I can take as much as I should, and I can't give it to you. Trouble."

Chen Jiu didn't speak, took the money bag, nodded and said, "Take care."

Old Zhouzi opened his mouth suddenly, with tears in his eyes, he asked Chen Jiu: "Guest, tell me... If I get drunk one day, accidentally fall into this river and drown, would it be better?"

Chen Jiu was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand to straighten the hat, and said seriously: "No, so don't drink in the future."

Old Zhouzi smiled and said softly, "Thank you."

Then the old boatman rowed his oars and walked along the river.

Standing on the shore, Chen Jiu quietly watched the ferry sail away into the mountains.

Later, Lao Zhouzi still died.

They all said that Lao Zhouzi fell into the river drunk and drowned.

But the jug of wine on the boat was not drunk at all.

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It has been a year since Hu Ping entered the Luxu Palace, and she still can't adapt to the rules, especially one, which Hu Ping hates the most.

This article reads, "There are three classes of people, high and low, high and low, high cultivation is noble, and low is cheap. I hope that everyone will practice diligently and become noble."

This rule is extremely contradictory to what Chen Jiu taught her, "everyone is equal, at least in dignity."

Of course Hu Ping listened to Chen Jiu, so she ignored the rules, and usually liked to help those disciples with low cultivation bases and poor births.

This caused the rest of the disciples under Wu Mingzi to be unhappy.

As elders, how can they lower their status and get along with those ordinary disciples, it is simply humiliating themselves.

So Wu Mingzi's disciples deliberately made things difficult for Hu Ping, trying to embarrass the little junior sister and teach her the rules that a monk should have.

Hu Ping doesn't associate with them either, and walks alone in the sect, occasionally going to receive a monthly salary, and then immersing herself in cultivation again.

Wu Mingzi said that she can go down the mountain after the three realms, and then she can go home.

Therefore, Hu Ping practiced extremely hard, coupled with her talent, now that she has practiced for a year, she is about to step into the threshold of the first realm.

The rest of the people were jealous, and because Hu Ping didn't form a party and newspaper group, although there was Wu Mingzi as their teacher, they were still alone.

So when Hu Ping went to receive her salary this month, she was stopped and told that half of it would be withheld.

Hu Ping looked at these people, and she recognized them all. The leader was the eldest grandson of another elder. His grandfather's status was comparable to that of Wu Mingzi, and he had a good relationship.

The eldest grandson of this elder embarrasses Hu Ping, and it will be covered up by some jokes among the juniors.

Hu Ping stood there, her eyes fixed on this man.

The elder's grandson was named Wang Hui, short in stature and ordinary in appearance. He was holding Hu Ping's salary purse and said with a smile.

"I want to withhold half of your salary for this month, and use it as a fee for you to win my favor. Do you have any objections?"

Hu Ping stared at him intently.

Wang Hui laughed, "Okay, it's this kind of look that gives you the demeanor of a monk. I'm happy now. If you can accompany me to roam around the sect, I will return half of your salary and give you an extra half. how?"

Hu Ping didn't stay any longer, turned around and left.

Wang Hui curled his lips and smiled, and threw the money bag at Hu Ping's feet like a handout, saying disdainfully.

"Okay, okay, I'll leave it to you, lest you go to complain to Elder Wumingzi again, and that's all you can do."

Wang Hui suddenly remembered something, and smiled happily: "By the way, I heard that your father at the foot of the mountain is disabled, can he take care of himself, don't wait for you to go down the mountain, he died suddenly, that would be funny gone."

Hu Ping turned around suddenly, her eyes were cold, and she said word by word: "I will kill you."

Wang Hui was horrified, and his back was cold.

(End of this chapter)