Beiyin Great Sage

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Thinking of something, she straightened her face:

"Someone reported that Tieyuan Martial Arts Hall seems to have something to do with Zhengqi Hall. I remember that the owner of the gym is a descendant of Elder Zhou."

"I don't know..."

"I gonna go see."

Zhou Jia frowned.

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Iron Yuan Martial Arts Hall.

A few years have passed, and the greenness on Luo Xiuying's face has dissipated, and the round face in the pink dress and skirt is soft, which makes people feel close to each other.

The martial arts school does not teach complex martial arts, but only teaches the basics of martial arts, and also reads and writes.

The recipients are all children under the age of ten, both boys and girls, most of them are children from neighbors in the neighborhood, and Shuxiu is only enough for daily needs.

This makes other martial arts schools not regard this place as a competitor.

Moreover, although Luo Xiuying is not very old, her cultivation is not weak, and her cultivation of the seventh rank combined strength is not bad in the ranks of martial arts.

In addition, Zhou Jia would come over sometimes, and with this background, no one would find it boring.

"Cha...cha..."

In the courtyard, a servant dressed as an old farmer held the broom and gathered the fallen leaves together.

The sound of reading aloud came from the backyard.

When Zhou Jia stepped inside, what he saw was such a scene.

Chapter 028

Walk through the front yard and stop in front of the window of the study.

With his hands behind his back, Zhou Jia looked through the window at the children holding scrolls in their hands, shaking their heads and reciting articles, feeling quietly relaxed.

This scene reminded him naturally of his childhood.

At that time, he was also so obedient and pure.

simple and naive.

"All right."

Luo Xiuying clapped her hands lightly, and stopped the children in the room from reciting:

"Take a break and wait until we go to the martial arts arena in the backyard. Today we will check the basic footwork learned yesterday. If you don't learn it well, you will be punished!"

"Yes!"

A group of children agreed, and then rushed out of the door, laughing and laughing together.

Luo Xiuying shook her head, put away the scroll, raised her head and found Zhou Jia outside the window, her face couldn't help being happy:

"Uncle Zhou!"

"Ah."

Zhou Jia nodded:

"It seems that you are doing a good job as a teacher."

"Hee hee..." Luo Xiuying smiled and scratched her head.

After all, she is still a girl under 20 years old. Although she has become a teacher and has majesty in front of children, she is still childish in her heart.

"I'm also idle and have nothing to do. Find something to do for myself."

Putting down the things in her hands, she patted the dust on her sleeves, approached and said:

"There are two students with good talents. Not only can they read and write faster than others, but they can also practice martial arts. They are good seedlings."

Saying, pointing to the crowd:

"It's just the two of them."

"Ah."

Zhou Jia nodded slowly:

"Are you planning to formally accept them as disciples?"

"I have this idea." Luo Xiuying nodded, and led Zhou Jia to the guest room, serving tea and water enthusiastically:

"I can't lose the Tie Yuan Sect. Although the exercises have been passed on to many people, there must always be someone to be the successor of the sect."

Said, shaking his head and chuckling.

Nowadays, because of the presence of the Xuantian Union, the people of the Dalin Dynasty no longer regard the so-called sect inheritance as very important.

After all, even exercises can be cultivated casually.

Don't say anything else.

Even Luo Xiuying herself had taught many people the skills of the Tie Yuan sect, and only kept the core inheritance of the secret medicine.

Accepting apprentices has also become less solemn.

"It's up to you to decide."

Zhou Jia looked indifferent, took the tea and sat down:

"Your place, is there a person named Shang Luo who comes here often recently?"

"Yes."

Luo Xiuying nodded, with a solemn expression on her face:

"Uncle Zhou, but what's wrong with this person?"

"Are you familiar?" Zhou Jia asked without answering.

"It's...not too familiar." Luo Xiuying hesitated for a moment, then said:

"Uncle Zhou should also know that there has been some chaos in the city recently. A small gang called the Caotou Gang has appeared in the two nearby streets."

"Living by collecting protection money from households."

"At that time, the Caotou Gang came to my door to pick quarrels and troubles. It was Shangluo who helped me solve it, and I owe them a favor."

"En." Zhou Jia nodded:

"That person may be a righteous person. You should not have any contact with them in the future, otherwise, you may cause trouble."

"If anything happens, just let me know."

"Yes."

Luo Xiuying bowed her head and said yes.

He raised his head, but saw Zhou Jia frowning thoughtfully.

"Uncle Zhou, what's the matter?"

"Wow..."

Zhou Jia raised his hand, and the window sash opened. He looked at the old man who was cleaning fallen leaves in the front yard, his eyes flickered slightly:

"Who is he?"

"You mean Uncle Ku." Luo Xiuying said:

"Last month, something happened to Aunt Qin's house, and there was a missing servant in the courtyard. Aunt Qin introduced Uncle Ku, a farmer from a village outside the city."

"Uncle Ku usually doesn't talk much, but he is very serious in his work..."

Before she finished speaking, Zhou Jia suddenly burst into a violent aura, and Luo Xiuying subconsciously tightened her body with a piercing murderous intent.

"Shh!"

The figure flickered and rushed towards Uncle Ku in the front yard.

Before the person arrives, the energy is already whizzing towards the face, and every trace of energy is like a steel wire, hooping towards the opponent.

Kubo's clothes were tattered, his eyes were cloudy, and his face was full of wrinkles. In the wrinkles, there were dirt that hadn't been washed for many years, which was difficult to remove.

Thick palms, rags and shoes, just like an old farmer in the field.

Facing the attacking Zhou Jia, Ku Bo's eyes showed panic, he staggered back, and before he could dodge the slightest, he was hit by a palm.

"what!"

With a scream, he rolled into the fallen leaves, trembling all over.

"Ok?"

Zhou Jia frowned.

"Uncle Zhou!"

Xu Xiuying hastily jumped forward:

"what happened?"

"It's okay..." Zhou Jia shook his head slowly:

"When I was talking about Zhengqitang just now, his movements suddenly stopped and he looked towards the room where we were talking."

"I thought..., it seems that I was wrong."

He just broke out suddenly, with fierce murderous intentions. If the opponent really has a cultivation base, the source of energy in his body will definitely react spontaneously.

But it didn't.

Unless the other party is sure that he won't really attack and suppress Yuanli, but at the risk of death, there will be no such stupid people.

Or at the moment when he retracts his strength, at the same time, he can make the source power in his body change, and even let the skin and flesh relax accordingly.

But this possibility is almost non-existent.

Even Zhou Jia himself could not do this.

"My lord, spare my life, my lord, spare my life." Uncle Ku was terrified, lying on the ground and kept shrinking back:

"I don't know anything, I don't know!"

"Uncle Zhou." Xu Xiuying whispered:

"It may be a misunderstanding."

"Hmm." Zhou Jia was thoughtful, took out two origin stones from his body and handed them over:

"Sorry, old man, I blamed you wrongly, be careful, I hope you don't see it."

Looking at the source stone in front of him, Uncle Ku's eyes lit up, and a hint of greed surfaced on his face, but he still waved his hands again and again when he looked at the two of them:

"It's okay, it's okay."

"I can't!"

Ok?

The opponent's performance made Zhou Jia frown again:

'Could it be that I really think too much? '

After thinking for a while, he put the origin stone beside the other party:

"Hold your fists together, the old man was frightened today, go back and rest first, it's Zhou's fault."

"Uncle Bitter."

Luo Xiuying also said:

"You accept it, go back to rest today, and come back after the injury on your body recovers."

"I'm fine, I'm fine."

Uncle Ku propped himself up, reassured again and again that the Origin Stone belonged to him, then hurriedly picked it up and put it in his arms, covered his clothes tightly and left in a hurry.