Since Jin Ling 'er left the mountain last time, Han Zhitian had taught Han Xiao a lot more things on the mountain. He didn't know whether it was intentional or not, but there were many things that his master had never said when Jin Ling' er was on the mountain. Han Xiao sometimes even wondered if his master was giving him special treatment. Moreover, there were many things that even Senior Sister Linglong didn't learn.
Even though Han Xiao had a hard time learning sometimes, it was fortunate that his master only required him to remember many of the things, and did not require him to use them. Over the years, Han Xiao had flipped through the books in his master's study once or even several times. In Han Zhitian's words, Han Xiao was purely a reader who did not seek to understand them. He would pay attention to what he liked and throw them away when he did not like them. However, Han Zhitian did not let him read them alone anymore. Because Jin Ling 'er couldn't understand many of the differences in the text, it was even more difficult for her to learn. Even Exquisite's talent in writing was far less sensitive than Han Xiao's, so Han Xiao was responsible for the work of solving the doubts of his senior sister and Jin Ling' er!
In the end, Han Zhitian would take four hours every night to explain the world's culture, customs, and historical allusions to the three of them. However, after Jin Ling 'er left the mountain, Han Zhitian told Han Xiao and Exquisite the secret texts of various schools of thought, the characteristics of the Hundred Schools of Thought, and the mysteries and comments that Han Zhitian knew about their cultivation methods.
Exquisite had once asked Han Zhitian why she had never heard him talk about such secrets when Little Junior Sister was still around.
However, when Han Zhitian heard his daughter's question, he laughed and said,""Ling Long and Ling 'er have a deep sisterly relationship, and the Gaji couple also treat you and Han Xiao as their own children. Are you afraid that I will hide these secrets and not tell her and ruin the friendship between the two families?
Actually, I think I'm harming Ling 'er by telling her this. Ling' er is naughty and lively, curious and rebellious, and Gaji and Yuzhu are more fond of her!
With such a personality, if he specialized in one field, he might achieve a lot in the end. However, if he learned a lot and did not have a strict elder to supervise him, it was very likely that he would end up achieving nothing.
Moreover, if the two of you want to know about the Hundred Schools of Thought in this world, it's best not to tell Jin Ling 'er. She's curious about everything, and the Central Plains is really not a good place for her! Moreover, she had an extraordinary brother. For someone to be able to give the Cheng Ying sword and the Cold Moon sword as ordinary gifts, one could imagine how much he was doted on by that person.”
Then, Han Zhitian turned to Han Xiao and smiled,""I heard that the letter that kid gave Ling 'er said that he wanted to compete with you, and the bet was a treasured saber, right?”
Han Xiao was shocked when he heard this, and he secretly complained in his heart. He thought that Jin Ling 'er really did a lot of harm to people. If Master knew about this, with Master's personality, he would definitely be
As expected, Han Zhitian saw Han Xiao's expression change drastically while his daughter, Ling Long, was giggling. Han Zhitian turned to Han Xiao and said,""Although Xiao 'er doesn't need to care, you can't let your master lose too much face. Although that kid is a few years older than you and has studied for a few more years, diligence can still make up for the difference.”
Han Xiao nodded in agreement with a bitter face. Sure enough, Master really said so. It seemed that he would have to compete with Jin Ling 'er's brother sooner or later.
At first, Han Zhitian and Uncle Zhong did not see through Ye Shuangyue's God Seeding Technique. They treated it as a serious injury to her psyche power, but after half a year of treatment, it did not seem to have gotten better. Ye Shuangyue did not explain it clearly because she wanted to enjoy her husband's care and concern. In the end, Han Zhitian realized that something was wrong, and Ye Shuangyue revealed the secret.
Han Zhitian pointed at his wife, who had been smiling at him, and was angry and in pain. In the end, he let out a long sigh and asked Han Xiao to go to the courtyard and practice the Green Wood Everlasting Saber a hundred times. He also said that Jin Ling 'er was not on the mountain and asked Han Xiao to add Jin Ling' er's punishment. Han Xiao was so scared that his limbs went weak and he almost fell to the ground. In the end, it was his wife who smiled and stopped Han Zhitian's madness and saved Han Xiao.
But this way, Han Xiao would follow Uncle Zhong down the mountain every day to gather herbs in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. With Huo 'er's help, the herbs collected by the sect leader were often twice as effective.
Huo 'er had already entered the growth stage. Her beak was so sharp that it could pierce through metal. The feathers on her head that Han Xiao used to look ugly were like a ball of flame on Huo' er's head. When she spread her wings, she looked like a goshawk. Her claws looked like they were made of pure gold. Han Xiao had seen Huo 'er and Little White fight once. The two things were really angry. Huo 'er flew up in anger and grabbed. Although she didn't catch Little White, she still crushed a huge rock. During this period, there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.
On this day, Han Zhitian was accompanying his wife on the mountain. Uncle Zhong brought Han Xiao and Exquisite down the mountain to gather some herbs and hunt some wild game to improve their diet.
The Hundred-Thousand Mountains was vast and sparsely populated. Many places remained as primeval forests. Although there were countless natural treasures, there were also countless dangers. However, with Uncle Zhong leading Han Xiao and Exquisite, they had gained a lot of knowledge.
As the three of them searched, Han Xiao asked a question that many people had asked before. Han Xiao asked Uncle Zhong,"Uncle Zhong, just how big is this Hundred Thousand Mountains?”
Uncle Zhong stroked his beard and laughed when he heard Han Xiao's question."Xiao 'er, this question of yours stumps me. I think that even those who live in the Hundred Thousand Mountains can't give you a clear answer to this question. Nature's uncanny workmanship is truly incomparably miraculous. Ordinary people like us are probably just ants under the Heavenly Dao.”
Exquisite heard Uncle Zhong's words and giggled,"Uncle Zhong, why do you sound like a pedant today?”
Han Xiao and Uncle Zhong burst into laughter when they heard Exquisite's words. Han Xiao felt as if he was just a neighbor's grandfather when he was with Uncle Zhong. He could speak freely and happily.
Han Xiao thought that his senior sister must have thought so too. Han Xiao could always feel a faint pressure around his master, Han Zhitian. In the end, he thought that perhaps it was because his master was too knowledgeable. His master knew everything in the world, and his master had dabbled in the world of mortals. It was just like the more he learned from his master, the more he felt ignorant. It was like a stream that felt smaller and more insignificant the more rivers converged into the sea. In front of Han Xiao, Han Zhitian was the boundless sea.
After Uncle Zhong finished laughing, he said,"Zhi Tian and I have been traveling the Central Plains for decades, but we can't describe how big it is. However, I feel that even if the Hundred Thousand Mountains isn't as vast as the Central Plains, it shouldn't be much different. There are three empires and dozens of small countries in the Central Plains, and there are many uninhabited areas. Even though the Hundred Thousand Mountains did not have vast plains for farming, it was rich in natural resources, which the Central Plains could not compare with. It was just that the living environment was more dangerous, so there were not many people. This was also the reason why the Central Plains rarely fought with the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
"However, even if the population is relatively small, it's only in comparison to the Central Plains. Have you seen any outsiders in this mountain? Our living range is thousands of miles around Sky-piercing Peak. Few tribes can imagine the vastness of this mountain. Of course, there are also gathering points of tribal residents in this mountain. The tribe of that kid Gaji is not the largest. Although I haven't been to the real dominator of this mountain, I don't think it's that big." It must be extremely prosperous."
Han Xiao and Ling Long were also very surprised when they heard this because even Gaji and Jin Ling 'er were not willing to talk about it in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Therefore, Han Xiao and Ling Long only knew that Jin Ling' er's brother was learning from a great figure, and this figure was said to be the master of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
At this moment, Uncle Zhong said,"It's unimaginable for a sect to rule over countless tribes in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. In the Central Plains, the cultivation sects and secular imperial powers mostly rely on each other or cultivate in seclusion. You may not feel anything about it, but you should know that when that person took over the sect, it was just a third-rate sect with a mere hundred people. That person consolidated and strengthened the sect in just a few decades. He was invincible in the Central Plains with several people. That is a legend of an era!"
"Uncle Zhong has only heard you mention that person. Who is that person?" Han Xiao asked.”
Exquisite also looked at Uncle Zhong curiously. Even when her parents mentioned the master of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, they never mentioned his name. Today, she heard Uncle Zhong mention it more often, which aroused her curiosity.
Uncle Zhong heard Han Xiao's question but smiled without answering. A moment later, he said,"There were a few top figures in the past who were never mentioned in the world. This was the influence of the secular imperial power. Because those people had already escaped the control of the secular imperial power and many hidden sects, in order to minimize their influence in the world, those who stood on the top of the secular world and looked up to the sky used 'that person' to replace their names."
Uncle Zhong said with a mocking expression,"I don't know if this kind of self-deceiving method is fooling the world or fooling myself, but since Zhi Tian didn't tell you, then I can't tell you rashly.”
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from behind the three of them. That voice said indifferently,"If your Uncle Zhong can't tell you who 'that person' is, then I can do it for you. Because if I don't tell you, then the two of you might never know who that person is until you die."
Although this voice was faint, it was as cold as the ice on the peak of the Heaven-piercing Peak. As the voice spoke, it seemed to melt into cold water, causing the three of them to feel a chill in their hearts.
Uncle Zhong was the first to turn around to take a look. However, Han Xiao noticed that Uncle Zhong's expression had turned extremely ugly. His face was gloomy and pale, and his fists were clenched tightly.
Without waiting for Uncle Zhong to speak, that person said gloomily," It's said that the person who keeps company with vermilion is red and the person who keeps company with ink is black. I didn't think much of this at first, but after staying with Immortal Qing Mu for a long time, Duan Kuangren, who killed people like flies, actually has such a profound vision and extraordinary knowledge. I'm really impressed."
Han Xiao and Exquisite turned around and saw four people standing in front of them. However, these four people were not from the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Judging from their faces and clothes, they were from the Central Plains. The one in the middle was dressed in gray. He had delicate facial features, but for some reason, his face was very pale. Even his lips did not have any obvious color of blood. There was a very strong gloominess between his eyebrows. Behind him stood three men who should be his subordinates. They were all dressed in black. Each of them held a single blade in their hands. What was puzzling was that the three of them were wearing a pointed hat on their heads. The cloth curtain hanging down from the hat actually covered the three of their faces tightly.
"Scholar!" Uncle Zhong gritted his teeth and slowly squeezed out a name. Then, he said,"You're actually still alive!"
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