Chapter 491 Disciple and grandson
Standing in front of the gate of Qingshan Martial Arts for a while, Su Xiaofan felt as if time and space were reversed.
The memory of the avatar is completely fused with Su Xiaofan, the experience of the avatar for hundreds of years is not much different from Su Xiaofan's personal experience.
But for Su Xiaofan himself, this experience felt unreal.
Looking at the large characters of Qingshan Wuguan written by himself two or three hundred years ago, Su Xiaofan's memory seems to have returned to the moment when the avatar started the martial arts school.
Standing at the gate of the martial arts hall were two martial disciples, seeing Su Xiaofan staying for a long time, they couldn't help but look at each other.
Looking at Su Xiaofan's age, he seems to be a bit older in learning martial arts, but he doesn't seem to be here to find trouble, after all, the name of Qingshan Martial Arts School is not so famous in Haotian City.
Su Xiaofan shook his head slightly. Over the past hundred years, he has seldom been to **** bureaus and martial arts halls. Except for the person in charge, almost no one knows him anymore.
Glancing at the signboard of Qingshan Martial Arts, Su Xiaofan continued to walk forward. After walking more than a hundred meters, he turned into an alley.
Behind this commercial street is a densely packed residential area, with alleys extending in all directions. If viewed from a high altitude, it looks like a spider web, covering a large area.
Su Xiaofan walked along the alley for more than 300 meters, and stopped in front of a locked door.
The front of this gate is not very big, at most it can only allow two people to enter and exit at the same time, Su Xiaofan reached out and touched the door beam, and took out a key.
Open the door of the yard, the scene inside is completely different from the outside.
There is a screen wall in the eye, and behind the screen wall is a yard with more than two hundred square meters.
The whole yard is paved with hard bluestones, but many bluestones have cracks, and there are some sunken potholes.
On both sides of the yard, there are two rows of weapon racks. The weapons on them are gone, but the wooden racks are still intact, and there is not even a trace of dust on them. Obviously, someone wipes them from time to time.
At the end of the yard, there is a porch door, and through the porch door, there is another yard, but this yard is much smaller.
In this yard, there is a water system in which several colorful fish swim. There is a small bridge above the water system, and various green plants and flowers are planted on both sides of the bridge.
At the end of the yard, there is a house with a completely different style from the architecture of this world.
The house is three stories high, and its shape looks very unique. Whether it is the style or the color of the outer wall, it is very different from this world.
"The avatar also misses the original villa."
Looking at the familiar house in front of him, Su Xiaofan couldn't help but smiled wryly. Under the condition that the cave in his body couldn't be opened, he didn't expect that he could live in a familiar place.
Before Su Xiaofan's avatar came to this world, there was no glass in this world, and most of the window paper they used was oil paper with poor light transmission.
After Su Xiaofan built this house, he felt very uncomfortable. After finding some materials that could replace alkali and chalk, glass appeared in this world.
Because glass is such a popular product, Su Xiaofan's avatar has also seen the swords and swords in the world's commercial market, and even personally taught some people a lesson before blocking those prying eyes.
After earning money from glass for decades, Su Xiaofan handed it over to the royal family of the Celestial Dynasty. The technological content of this thing is actually not high, and Su Xiaofan has made enough money after monopolizing it for decades.
However, Su Xiaofan didn’t use technology to change the world, and in fact he couldn’t change it. After all, this is a world where warriors and monsters coexist. He makes money just to make his life better out of habit.
Su Xiaofan used the money he earned from selling glass to establish the Qingshan Escort and Qingshan Martial Arts. After these two industries got on the right track, Su Xiaofan began his four-country tour.
However, Su Xiaofan's avatar will come and live in this courtyard every few decades, so for more than two hundred years, there have been people cleaning and maintaining it.
The door of the house was not locked, Su Xiaofan opened the door to enter, and the furniture inside was familiar to him, except that some electrical appliances were missing.
Seeing that when he pushed the door, there was a faint movement at the door, Su Xiaofan couldn't help but smiled, didn't care, went straight into the room and sat down.
After more than ten breaths, a burst of footsteps came from the backyard behind the house, and then a figure appeared at the door.
Su Xiaofan knows that this house is actually connected to the Qingshan Martial Arts Hall in front, but the one who is qualified to come here is the current owner of the Qingshan Martial Arts Hall.
"Master Aoyama!"
The figure was very burly, about two meters tall, standing at the door, covering most of the sunlight outside.
However, this burly man had a respectful face at the moment, he didn't even dare to step into the room until he got a response from Su Xiaofan in the room.
"Zhou Xiong, you are here..."
Su Xiaofan waved, "Come in, sit down and talk, I haven't seen you for a while."
"Thank you, Master Aoyama..."
The burly man showed joy on his face, stepped into the room cautiously, and sat down on Su Xiaofan's chair with some respect, with his back straight.
"How many times have I told you, don't call me Lord Qingshan."
Su Xiaofan rubbed his brows in distress, every time he had to correct the person in front of him to call him.
In terms of relationship, Zhou Xiong is the grandson of the disciple he took in back then, and Su Xiaofan can be regarded as his patriarch.
But Su Xiaofan doesn't even want the title Patriarch Master, if it is heard by others, then Su Xiaofan may not have a peaceful day in this Haotian City, and will be disturbed all day long.
Later Su Xiaofan asked Zhou Xiong to call himself Brother Su, but he didn’t want to kill Zhou Xiong. If he dared to call his grandfather’s master like that, even the coffin boards would not be able to hold down the grandfather who had been buried in the soil.
"Then call your ancestor?"
Zhou Xiong said with a bitter face: "If I am commensurate with your elder brother, how dare I go to see my grandfather when I die..."
"Okay, stop pretending for me there, how can I look like your ancestor?"
Su Xiaofan waved his hands when he heard the words, he knew that his disciple and grandchildren looked rough, but he was actually a wonderful person, not to mention that he had grown up under his own supervision.
Su Xiaofan's disciple lived to be nearly 150 years old, but when he passed away, Su Xiaofan was not in Haotian City, so he couldn't see him either.
Later, when Su Xiaofan came back, Zhou Xiong's father was almost a hundred years old, and because of his aptitude, he didn't break through to King Wu. On the contrary, he gave birth to Zhou Xiong when he was nearly a hundred years old.
When Zhou Xiong was young, Su Xiaofan lived in Haotian City for more than ten years. Zhou Xiong's martial arts foundation was actually laid down by Su Xiaofan for him.
Including Zhou Xiong’s perception of generals, Su Xiaofan has taught him a lot subtly. Although he can’t call him master because of his seniority, Su Xiaofan can be regarded as passing on the skills from generation to generation.
So Zhou Xiong and Su Xiaofan are very familiar with each other, and from the bottom of their hearts, they respect Su Xiaofan as an ancestor. In the entire Haotian City, except for the uncle of the Qingshan Escort, only Zhou Xiong knows Su Xiaofan's true identity.
"Old Ancestor is just a title. If I dare not call it that, Uncle Sun will definitely teach me a lesson."
Zhou Xiong muttered, "I'm no match for Uncle Sun now, Patriarch, I've been in the general realm for more than ten years, please give me some pointers when you have time."
Zhou Xiong has always been quite confused about Su Xiaofan's appearance. From the time he can remember, Su Xiaofan has always looked like this. It has been fifty or sixty years, and Master Qingshan has never aged.
Zhou Xiong even wondered if Master Qingshan was like this when his grandfather worshiped Master Qingshan as his teacher, and he has never changed for two or three hundred years.
Furthermore, Zhou Xiong is not very clear about Master Qingshan's true cultivation level. Anyway, he should not be weaker than the Martial Saint, because only the Martial Saint can live to be two or three hundred years old.
"Consolidate your cultivation, and within twenty years, I will take you to be promoted to Martial King!"
Su Xiaofan glanced at Zhou Xiong, his aptitude is much better than that of his disciple back then, and his foundation is very solid, with Su Xiaofan's guidance, he has great hope of being promoted to Martial King.
However, the time for Zhou Xiong to become a military commander is still too short. If he accumulates more, and I give him some help at that time, maybe Zhou Xiong will have the opportunity to become a martial arts saint in the future.
"Old Ancestor, you... are you telling the truth?"
Hearing Su Xiaofan's words, Zhou Xiong was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly reacted, his eyes stared like copper bells.
Zhou Xiong just said this casually just now, and didn't expect the ancestor to agree, but unexpectedly, Su Xiaofan agreed, which immediately made Zhou Xiong overjoyed.
As the only person in Haotian City who knows Su Xiaofan's identity, Zhou Xiong knows the strength of Master Qingshan too well.
In the crossing of the four kingdoms, the incomprehensible yin gods can be repelled by Lord Qingshan alone. Zhou Xiong privately even speculates that the ancestor has already surpassed the existence of martial saints.
"Of course it's fake."
Su Xiaofan glared at the thick and thin guy in front of him, and actually dared to beat him to death, as if he was afraid that he would go back on his word.
"Old Ancestor, I was wrong."
Zhou Xiong put on a pitiful look, and Su Xiaofan felt chills when he saw it, "Hurry up and get out, and boil water for me to make tea."
Su Xiaofan's true self likes to enjoy himself more than his avatar. In the past, when he was in the outside world, he could easily set up a tea set and stove, but here it is not so convenient.
After a while, Zhou Xiong came back with a pot of boiling water, picked up the tea leaves on the table, and respectfully brewed a cup of hot tea for Su Xiaofan.
"Old Ancestor, do you want to inform Master Uncle that you are back?"
Zhou Xiong was a little afraid of his uncle, because every time the uncle saw him, he would say that he didn't make progress, and he didn't dare to go out to fight with monsters. He always wanted to find a reason to beat Zhou Xiong.
According to that Uncle Sun, a martial artist must bravely travel to the end of the world and travel all over the dangerous places in the four countries.
In fact, Zhou Xiong felt that he was wronged. If he didn't dare to fight with demons, it would be impossible for him to be promoted to general. Warriors have no shortcuts, and almost all grow up in fighting.
"Ask him to cook, and tell him to bring the best monster meat from the Escort."
Su Xiaofan nodded. If you want to say where in Haotian City has the most monster meat and the highest level, it must be Qingshan Escort.
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