Chapter 137: Can that good friend be trusted?
"Hiss!" Zuo Le couldn't help but take a deep breath after hearing that. After a while, he smiled bitterly and said, "The last time I saw them, there were about eight or nine Xuanhan Iron Chickens. If they are still there now, even if the reproduction rate of wild exotic birds is slow, and some of them have left their nests and moved deep into Wuyang Mountain, I'm afraid that after four years, there must be at least 20 to 30 of them.
With such a large number, even if the Great Bone Refining Martial Master were to go out in person, it would be impossible to catch them all..."
"My good friend is at the Hua Jin realm, but his strength is comparable to that of a bone refining master!" Qin Ziling said.
Zuo Le suddenly felt as if someone had grabbed his neck. His voice stopped abruptly and his eyes bulged out like goldfish eyes.
In the entire Fangqiao City, the only two bone-refining martial arts masters Zuo Le knew of were the County Magistrate Pang Qiwei and the County Lieutenant Yu Hongshan.
Qin Ziling now told him that his friend's strength was comparable to that of a great bone-refining martial artist! This shocked Zuo Le even more than when Qin Ziling told him that he was a Qi-refining master at the initial stage of true strength.
"You, you, can you trust that friend?" Zuo Le moved his Adam's apple with difficulty and asked in a hoarse voice.
"She is my adopted sister, but her identity and true strength cannot be revealed now." Qin Ziling replied.
"Gurgle!" Zuo Le's Adam's apple couldn't help but move again when he heard that, and his body couldn't help but shiver. When he looked at Qin Ziling, he couldn't help but reveal a deep awe in his eyes.
Just now Qin Ziling said that he was also a Qi-refining martial artist, and Zuo Le thought that this should be his last trump card!
As a result, Zuo Le suddenly realized that he had greatly underestimated his disciple. This disciple, who was only a weakling in the eyes of others, actually had a sister who was comparable to a bone-refining martial artist.
This kind of forbearance and low-keyness are simply outrageous!
"No, she is actually younger than you?" Zuo Le finally came to his senses, but then his eyes widened with horror.
"No, she is older than me." Qin Ziling replied.
"Oh, that's good. Otherwise, his strength is comparable to that of a bone-refining master before he's 20 years old . That would be too..." Zuo Le heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that, but he suddenly stopped talking halfway through, staring at Qin Ziling in horror.
He is obviously older than Qin Ziling, and his strength is comparable to that of a bone-refining master, but he still respects the younger Qin Ziling as his elder brother. What does this mean?
"Master Zuo, please don't look at me like that. I saved her life, so she respects me as a brother." Qin Ziling couldn't stand the look in Zuo Le's eyes, so he explained helplessly.
"So that's how it is!" Zuo Le breathed a sigh of relief again, and his expression finally returned to normal.
Although it is natural that the stronger the disciple is, the better, if he suddenly becomes unbelievably powerful, how embarrassing it would be for his master!
"Temporarily transfer Senior Brother Zheng back to Shuiyue Villa. With Senior Brother Zheng in the open and Shao E in charge in secret, plus Xiaojia Villa and Fangqiao City are not far away, we can rush to help in time if something really happens. It shouldn't be a problem." Qin Ziling said when he saw Zuo Le finally returned to normal.
"Well, what you said makes sense." Zuo Le nodded, and continued with a hint of expectation and excitement: "You and I are equivalent to two Huajin martial artists, plus a strong man whose strength is comparable to that of a bone refining master.
The three of them together, even if there are dozens of Xuanhan Iron Chickens over there, there is hope to catch them all! Dozens of wild Xuanhan Iron Chickens, just thinking about it makes people excited. Now I don’t know if they will migrate, and I don’t know if anyone else has discovered them? "
"It all depends on luck!" Qin Ziling said.
"By the way, when your sister takes action, how will the harvest be distributed?" Zuo Le asked.
"No need to give it to her, she doesn't need it right now. " Qin Ziling replied.
“Is this appropriate?”
"Given the relationship between me and her, there's nothing inappropriate." Qin Ziling replied as a matter of course.
Zuo Le was stunned for a moment, then looked at Qin Ziling deeply, nodded and said, "Okay, I understand! When do you think it would be a good time to set off?"
"If my friend has a convenient time, let's set it for two days later. Tomorrow I will teach Zuo Cong the Qi Refining Method, and you probably have a lot of things to deal with on hand." Qin Ziling replied.
"Okay!" Zuo Le nodded, looking like he was completely following Qin Ziling's lead.
Then the two discussed some matters concerning the development of Shuiyue Villa and personnel training. Among them, Bao Yingjun was the key training target. Qin Ziling hoped that Zuo Le could personally help to train his arms.
Although the Cold Iron Palm is rather strong, Zuo Le is now a martial artist who practices Hua Jin and has been a martial artist for many years. He has mastered the control of strength to perfection. Moreover, both of them practice the Cold Iron Palm. As long as Zuo Le is as careful as possible, there shouldn't be any problems in training Bao Yingjun's arms. Even if there are some problems, as long as he is willing to invest, his arms will recover quickly.
"Bao Yingjun is a very lucky man. He actually met a senior brother like you!" Zuo Le saw that Qin Ziling valued Bao Yingjun very much and suggested that he, a Huajin martial artist, personally help him train his arms. Thinking of his timid look when he first entered the Hantie academy, he couldn't help but sigh.
Nowadays, even if the young men of the five great families in Fangqiao City are being cultivated, it is impossible for them to ask a martial arts master to help them train their arms every day!
Qin Ziling smiled and continued to talk about some other things until the end of the Xu hour before leaving Shuiyue Villa.
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The next day, after practicing at home for a while, Qin Ziling walked towards Shuiyue Villa leisurely until the sun was high in the sky.
As he was walking, Qin Ziling noticed a carriage coming towards him from behind, so he moved to the side road.
However, the carriage stopped beside him, the curtain rolled up, and Lu Taiqiang's head popped out.
"Zi Ling, are you going to Master Zuo?" Lu Taiqiang asked with a smile on his face.
"It's Senior Brother Lu. Yes, Master Zuo and his family have just moved to Shuiyue Villa. I'm going to see if there's anything I can help with." Qin Ziling replied with a smile.
"Your family lives in Anhe Village, so you can be considered to be close to the water and get the moon first. It will be much more convenient for you to ask Master Zuo for advice in the future." Lu Taiqiang said.
"Haha, if you are willing, Brother Lu, you can move to Anhe Village. I'm just afraid that you, Brother Lu, who are used to a life of luxury, may not be able to adapt to this rural area." Qin Ziling said with a smile.
"Haha, let's stop talking for now. I'll accompany my father to pay a visit to Master Zuo first, and we'll meet at the villa later." Lu Taiqiang was a face-conscious man, and when he saw Qin Ziling complimenting him, his face became even redder, and he laughed, then waved to Qin Ziling and lowered the curtain.
“Your focus should be on Zuo Le, Zheng Xinghan, and other promising disciples rather than a poor martial artist with little future.” After Lu Taiqiang lowered the curtain, a man in gorgeous clothes who was sitting opposite him with his eyes closed slowly opened his eyes and said.
The man in gorgeous clothes was none other than Lu Taiqiang's father, Lu Jiancang.
Lu Jiancang is the third legitimate son of the patriarch of the Lu family. He does not have much talent in cultivation and is more inclined to women. Despite the careful training of his family, he has only cultivated to the level of Yun Jin when he was nearly fifty years old. It is basically impossible for him to have another chance of breakthrough in this life.
Lu Jiancang had three wives and four concubines, and many children. Lu Taiqiang was the son born to his third wife. Although he could barely be considered a legitimate son and had a higher status than a bastard's son born to a concubine, he was still far inferior to a legitimate son born to his first wife. In addition, Lu Taiqiang was born with a cold constitution and was not suitable for practicing the Lu family's Fire Sun Palm. That's why he became Zuo Le's disciple and practiced for four years before he became an iron-skinned martial artist. His martial arts talent could only be considered above average, so he was never valued by Lu Jiancang.
However, since the news spread in the martial arts circle of Fangqiao City last night, saying that Zuo Le had broken through and became a Huajin martial artist, and his disciple Zheng Xinghan had become a Ningjin martial artist, Lu Jiancang specially called his son, whom he usually didn't care much about, to the study that night, encouraged him well, and asked about some of his fellow disciples. This morning, he even came with him to visit Zuo Le.
This is also the reason why Lu Taiqiang’s face is so red.
"Yes, father. Although my junior brother's cultivation is not that good, he has a steady temperament and values friendship. I think people like him are more worthy of associating with." Lu Taiqiang first responded obediently, then changed his tone slightly and explained tactfully.
"No matter how much you value friendship, you are just a useless martial artist with little potential. Don't forget your identity and look further ahead!" Lu Jiancang frowned, revealing a hint of displeasure.
"Yes, father!" Lu Taiqiang didn't dare to say anything after hearing this.
Walking eastward along the village road, Qin Ziling soon arrived at Shuiyue Villa.
Outside the villa, in addition to the Lu family's carriage, there was another carriage parked.
The servant guarding the gate knew Qin Ziling. When he saw him, he quickly bowed, greeted him, and let him in.
After entering Shuiyue Villa, Qin Ziling walked all the way to the owner's residence.
As soon as he stepped into the hanging flower gate, Qin Ziling saw Nangong Yue kneeling upright in the courtyard facing the central hall.
In the central hall, Zuo Le was sitting on the armchair to the left of the Four Immortals Square Table placed in front of the central wall. Lu Jiancang was sitting on the armchair to the right of the Four Immortals Square Table. Below Lu Jiancang sat a middle-aged man with a big belly and a smile on his face that was uglier than crying. Next to him was Lu Taiqiang.
"Boss Nangong, your son is extremely talented. I can't teach him. You should please go back." Zuo Le said.
“Master Zuo Wu, it’s all my fault for not taking good care of my son. Please be magnanimous and don’t…” The middle-aged man quickly stood up, bowed and smiled apologetically.
At this moment, Zuo Le raised his head and looked towards the entrance. He smiled and waved to Qin Ziling who was entering the courtyard, saying, "Ziling, you're here. Come over here."
"Yes, Master Zuo." Qin Ziling responded by bowing from a distance, then walked quickly towards the hall.
"Good morning, Master Zuo!" Qin Ziling walked into the central hall and bowed to Zuo Le again.
“Brother Jiancang, this is my disciple Qin Ziling. He is loyal and righteous, respects teachers and education, and is calm by nature. I like him the most.
Ziling, let me introduce you, this is Taiqiang's father, the third master of the Lu family, Mr. Lu Jiancang." Zuo Le smiled and stood up, pulled Qin Ziling over, and solemnly introduced him to Lu Jiancang.
"Hello, Mr. Lu San!" Qin Ziling bowed and said.
Although Lu Jiancang looked down on Qin Ziling, seeing Zuo Le introducing him so seriously, he didn't want to neglect him. He said with a smile, "You and Taiqiang are brothers. Don't be so formal with me. Just call me Uncle Lu."
"Hello, Uncle Lu!" Qin Ziling bowed again humbly upon hearing that.
In the courtyard, Nangong Yue, who was kneeling upright on the ground, gritted his teeth secretly when he saw this, with resentment flashing in his lowered eyes.
Once upon a time, Qin Ziling was just a small figure in his eyes who he could manipulate and step on at will. He didn't expect that today Zuo Le would introduce him to the third master of the Lu family so solemnly in public, while he could only kneel in the courtyard and bask in the sun, and his father had to bend over and apologize with a smile.
