Chapter Twenty: Big Brother Master
Looking at Zhang Yuefeng's face full of smiles, Xiaozi frowned. This old guy often had a stern expression and never gave anyone any face when the old master was alive. Since the old master passed away, this old man has also aged a bit and looks more amiable now.
Although Xiaozi is harmless to humans and animals, she is actually very clear-minded.
She raised her head and asked with a pair of almond-shaped eyes: "Zhang Changlao, is there something?"
"Xiao Zhi is a clever and intelligent girl, we are all understanding people. This is the imperial edict for me to go to Cui Gu Valley to pass on the mantle of leadership, as for Zhang Hao's matter..."
He paused here, narrowing his eyes as he looked at Xiaoyi.
"Hmph... He has already established his foundation successfully, so he should be given spirit stones, a law robe, and the sect's reward. Cultivation jade slips, are you thinking of..."
" Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! Little Zige, you misunderstood! How dare I, an old man, deduct my junior brother's reward? It's just that according to the rules, shouldn't Junior Brother return to Tianjian Peak? But what this Junior Sister means is that everything should be done according to the rules, so I feel embarrassed."
Zhang Yuefeng saw Xiaozi's expression and knew she had misunderstood his meaning. His face changed greatly, and he hurriedly explained.
He Hao was originally a role that could squeeze oil out of stones, and no one dared to deduct him.
Xiaozi was overjoyed when she heard that Zhang Hao could return to Tianjian Peak, but after hearing the rest of the words, her heart became worried again.
Zhang Yuefeng had already understood in his heart, knowing that this Shifu was really willing to let Zhang Hao temporarily live in the ordinary inner door disciple's house.
This matter is not easy to dismiss! Looking up at Xiangzi's somewhat worried appearance, Zhang Yuefeng had an idea.
Her face, as red as a date, instantly piled up with a brilliant smile like a flower. She tried to make her voice warm and gentle, "Little Qi, my junior brother can return to the inner door today, why don't you and I go together?"
Great! I was just about to go congratulate my senior brother, and I even brought his favorite "Baihuaquan!" Seeing that Zhang Yuefeng did not skimp on the spiritual stone reward for Zhang Hao, Xiaozi suddenly felt that this old man was much more lovable, and she quickly smiled and agreed.
Zhang Yuefeng heard this and a huge stone in his heart fell down, he drove the treasure to fly towards Cuigou, and Xiaozi followed behind.
Zhang Hao returned to Cuigou, and saw that the gazes of everyone looking at him had become somewhat different. Several outer sect disciples who were usually very familiar with him just smiled at him from a distance.
At this moment, a magnificent light suddenly appeared in the sky above, and a Taoist priest wearing a snow-white Taoist robe stood in mid-air, holding a scroll that looked like an imperial edict.
Xiaozi was also beside Daoren, holding a pot of Baihuaspring in her hand, smiling happily at him.
Looking at Xiao Zhi, Zhang Hao's heart was delighted, and he returned a brilliant smile.
Xiaozi immediately fell from the air, affectionately shouting: "Shixiong! Congratulations, congratulations!" While saying that, he handed over the wine in his hand.
The sound is as clear and pleasant as the Oriole's song, natural and melodious.
Zhang Hao's heart was filled with joy as he habitually stretched out his hand to gently pat the little loli's head.
Her big almond-shaped eyes narrowed into crescent shapes in an instant, and her face flew up with two red clouds, as if illuminated by the morning sun.
Zhang Yuefeng coughed awkwardly, stealing a glance at Zhang Hao, and saw that this guy seemed to really not recognize him, or was completely ignored by him. Thinking of this, he felt some anger, but remembering his actions, the anger in his heart instantly dissipated.
"He's actually a bold and daring person, three years ago in the capital of the Sealed God Dynasty, he even dared to take his master to a brothel! Although now he's just an ordinary inner disciple, when the old sect leader was on his deathbed, he begged the mysterious Taoist on the Floating Peak to take care of his mountain gate after his ascension, and protect his disciple Zhang Hao to become the next sect leader, continuing the legacy of the Red Dust Sect."
Zhang Yuefeng's expression became increasingly strange, his face filled with a warm and gentle smile as he said: "Outer disciple Zhang Hao has successfully built his foundation, from today on, he will be promoted to an inner disciple. The sect will reward him with 100 third-grade spirit stones, a flying sword, the Red Dust Sword Manual's first volume of jade slips, a mountain gate pass, and a set of daoist robes!"
Zhang Hao listened to the distant and serene voice above his head, turned around and glanced at Hei Lao San and others who were tending to the Ling Valley.
Hei Lao San gazed at Zhang Hao from afar, his eyes filled with hope, expectation, admiration, and even more so, a deep reverence for Zhang Hao.
From afar, she gave everyone a gentle smile and accepted what Zhang Yuefeng handed over.
Zhang Yuefeng carefully looked at Zhang Hao a few times, seeing that Zhang Hao's eyes were clear and transparent like water, without any trace of conspiracy or deceit. His worries in his heart dissipated by more than half, and looking at him, he really seemed to not recognize himself. Could it be true that the rumors about someone erasing memories were real? Thinking of this, Zhang Yuefeng's heart sank. Being able to erase a person's memory was not something an ordinary cultivator could do. He instructed a few more sentences: what day to enter the inner sect, where his residence would be located, and what rules there were for entering the inner sect, etc. Seeing that Zhang Hao listened seriously, with an extremely warm attitude towards him.
At the time of farewell, Zhang Yuefeng couldn't help but walk to Zhang Hao's side and say in a low voice, "Younger brother, you really don't recognize me!"
"Looking back at this face as red as a date, yet with a head full of white hair, he called himself Shidi, but his memory of this person was a complete blank!"
Zhang Hao looked at Zhang Yuefeng and said, "Who are you?"
Zhang Yuefeng carefully distinguished Zhang Hao's expression, and smiled strangely, "Even if you don't recognize me, I am your senior brother!" After finishing, his expression became somewhat dim and he walked away.
"Don't be offended, brother, I'm sure you've already heard about what happened with our junior fellow disciple. Let's put it aside for now and have a drink together another day."
Zhang Yuefeng took a step forward, stopped for a moment, lowered his head and smiled, and nodded in response: "Good!" After that, he left.
Zhang Hao slapped open the Baifa Spring with one palm and gazed at Zhang Yuefeng's receding back, then looked up to the sky and took a swig.
Fresh and sweet, fragrant in the mouth, mellow and rich, just one sip makes you feel a little drunk.
Finally promoted to an inner disciple, Zhang Hao looked up at the clear blue sky with a reckless smile on his face, but in his heart, there was a faint sense of loss.
"What good wine! The disciples of the Red Dust Sword Sect have poor cultivation, but the wine they brew is indeed flavorful. It's truly intoxicating just to smell it, and the aroma can be sensed from ten miles away."
"It's just a pity that I can't drink this fine wine now, but in the future when you help me find a suitable body to refine my soul, I'll definitely accompany you to indulge in a hearty drinking session!"
Jing also shook his nose with a hint of loss and looked at Zhang Hao with envy.
"I'll definitely accompany you to the end!" Zhang Hao said through mental communication.
Xiaozi looked at Zhang Hao's expression, and in her clear eyes, there was a deep pool of worry.
"He must be unhappy because he didn't return to Tianjian Peak!"
