After being reminded by his mother, Huang Yongguang stopped when he came to the door of his father's study. After calming down his mood, he knocked on the door: "Father, I have something to tell you."
"Come in."
After getting his father's permission, he opened the door and walked in slowly.
Seeing his father practicing calligraphy with a brush, Huang Yongguang stood there because he knew what his father didn't like the most was being disturbed while he was practicing calligraphy.
After Huang Yuezhong finished writing the last word "和", he looked up at Huang Yongguang, then picked up the four big characters in thin gold he just finished and said: "Guang'er, what are these characters?
Huang Yongguang looked at the four big characters on his father's paper and said immediately: "Father, I was wrong. I was a little anxious just now."
Looking at the four characters "Peace of Mind" written on the paper, Huang Yongguang suddenly felt that he had let his father down a bit. He had always hoped that he would be calm at all times.
He must have overheard the conversation he had with his mother outside just now, so he wrote these four words, and they were written in thin gold style, sharp and sharp, and he was obviously unhappy.
Huang Yuezhong saw that he realized his mistake and did not continue to pursue it, so he smiled and said: "Tell me anything."
Mr. Huang's family training has always been very strict, especially when it comes to younger generations. If you do something wrong, you may be punished by the family. This time, maybe he is in a better mood and does not care about Huang Yongguang's recklessness.
"Father, your old friend Zhu Dexing has returned to the Central Plains. Do you know about this?"
Huang Yuezhong put aside the words he had just written, and then said slowly: "How did you know? Have you gone to inquire about things outside again? Didn't I tell you that our Huang family is not allowed to have contact with outside monks?
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Huang Yongguang said quickly: "Father, it is not for me to inquire. Now the entire monk world knows about this."
Huang Yuezhong raised his head and leaned on the Taishi chair thoughtfully, because at this time, his mind was filled with the figure of Zhu Dexing. This treacherous villain still dared to come back.
Seeing that his father didn't say anything, Huang Yongguang continued: "There are rumors outside that he came back to avenge his son this time, and he is now in Phoenix Mountain."
Huang Yuezhong had also heard about Zhu Feng's death, and he also felt that he deserved his death, but he did not expect that Zhu Dexing would lick his face and come back to avenge him. He could ignore other things, but he wanted to come back to the Central Plains to kill a young monk. This was absolutely necessary.
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Wang Gensheng's reputation is now well known to everyone, and everyone knows his character. After Huang Yuezhong heard about this incident, he felt that this man would definitely become a big thing in the future. Wouldn't it be a pity if he died in the hands of Zhu Dexing like this.
Thinking of this, Huang Yuezhong said: "Guang'er, what do you want me to do."
The Huang family is now considered the most prestigious family in the spiritual world.
If Mr. Huang wants to establish order in the spiritual world, no one would dare to disagree.
It's just that Huang Yuezhong's character is too conservative and he doesn't like those directors, so the same goes for every descendant of the Huang family.
After Huang Yongguang hesitated for a moment, he finally expressed his thoughts: "Father, I hope you can come forward to prevent Zhu Dexing from committing this murder, because now only you can stop him."
Huang Yuezhong suddenly became silent after listening.
Huang Yongguang suddenly felt a little uneasy, and was muttering in his mind: Did what he just said dissatisfy his father?
At this time, what Huang Yuezhong was thinking was, if he came forward, would other families stand on his side? If so, it would be fine, but if not, he would most likely become the target of public criticism.
After all, Zhu Dexing's influence is not small, so it is not difficult to unite several families.
At this time, Wang Gensheng and the two were already approaching Phoenix Mountain. They both knew very well that this was a fierce battle and they had to fight with their lives.
Wang Gensheng turned his head and glanced at Yang Buwei, seeing a trace of worry on his face.
"Brother Yang, are you scared?"
"There is nothing to be afraid of. If we can kill his son, we won't be afraid of his father."
"Then what are you worried about?"
Yang Buwei let out a long sigh and said: "It shouldn't be a big problem if the two of us join forces. What I'm worried about is that with Zhu Dexing's previous influence in the Central Plains, some families will choose to attach themselves to him now. In that case, it will be very difficult for us.
It’s hard to deal with.”
Zhu Dexing was meditating in the cave at this time, when he suddenly noticed a lot of smells outside the cave, and he became very alert.
So he used his voice transmission technique and said: "Everyone, if you are an old acquaintance of Zhu's, please come in. If not, please leave on your own and don't wait for me to take action."
A dozen people outside the cave stopped immediately when they heard the sound.
One of them shouted: "Senior Zhu Zhu, I am an idiot. You taught me back then. When I heard that you were here, I immediately came over to visit you."
After Zhu Dexing recalled it for a moment, he showed a smile and said: "It turns out to be Brother Wu, come in."
After receiving permission, Wu Chi led a group of disciples and walked straight into the cave.
Walking into the cave, Wu Chi knelt on one knee: "Greetings to Senior Zhu Zhu."
A group of young disciples behind him also knelt on the ground and shouted: "Greetings to Senior Zhu Zhu."
Since he retired, Zhu Dexing has never received such a gift again, and he is extremely happy. He did not expect that after he has been away for so long, someone will still remember him, especially the person in front of him whose memory is somewhat vague.
"Everyone, get up, Wu Chi. I didn't expect you to be someone else's master now. You've made great progress."
Wu Chi stood up, stood respectfully and said, "All of this is thanks to Senior Zhu Zhu. If it hadn't been for your guidance, I would still be in the realm of Qi training now."
Wu Chi was not born to be a cultivator. He stayed in the realm of Qi training for five years and still made no progress.
Later, I met Zhu Dexing and after receiving his guidance, the path of cultivation became much easier.
Zhu Dexing looked back and thought about it. It was because of his persistence in cultivation that he gave him guidance. He didn't expect that he would make such great progress with these people and have already reached the realm of alchemy.
"You came to me this time not just for a visit, right? If you have anything to say, just tell me."
Seeing Zhu Dexing say what he wanted to say, Wu Chi immediately said with a smile: "Senior Zhu Zhu, I have always looked up to you. We are here this time hoping that you can accept us as your disciples. Don't worry, we will definitely respect you.
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A sneer appeared on Zhu Dexing's face. It turned out that he had other intentions and thought he was really grateful to himself.
"Wu Chi, I thought you really came here to express gratitude. It turns out you want me to accept you as my disciple. Do you think you are qualified?"