Chapter 1170 Meng Jingzhou: Who is the great master of the Tiger Roar Sect?

"Since I came to the Far North, I have been hiding my skills and identity, teaching boxing in a martial arts school, and living a very regular life, working from sunrise to sunset."

Meng Jingzhou was delighted. Hearing what Old Lu said, it seemed that this place was very safe. "So you haven't fought since you came to the Far North?"

"Well, you can't say there was no battle, just one battle."

"One fight is fine, but who is the opponent?"

"A beast tide formed by four great demon kings and countless demon beasts."

"...Are you sure you came to the Far North to become a mortal?"

"It's not important. Come on, I'll take you to our martial arts gym. Meeting the Great Demon King and the beast tide was an accident. The martial arts gym is where I truly became a mortal."

"I heard that you were in a martial arts hall." Meng Jingzhou said. He heard from Senior Brother Dai that Old Lu had sent a message through his death, saying that he was in a martial arts hall in Muxue City in the far north.

"Our martial arts school is called Tiger Roar Martial Arts School, and it is part of the Tiger Roar Sect."

Lu Yang brought Meng Jingzhou to the martial arts hall. The doorman Xiao Huo guarded the gate diligently and did not let outsiders in.

"Old Meng, let me introduce you. This is Xiao Huo, the doorman of our martial arts hall."

Last night, Huo Huashen arranged the defense map of the Tiger Roar Martial Arts School overnight, which took a lot of effort and now he is a little listless.

When he heard Lu Yang calling "Lao Meng", he suddenly became alert.

The only person who could make Lu Yang call him "Old Meng" was Meng Jingzhou, the eldest son of the Meng family! At this moment, Meng Jingzhou's realm fluctuated to the fusion stage. He saw through Huo Huashen's cultivation and was a little surprised.

A gatekeeper at the Spiritual Transformation Stage? Pushing the door, a thousand-year-old Panlong wood?

"This is Mr. Xue from the 10th floor."

"Fellow Daoist Xue, this is Meng Jingzhou. You should have heard of him."

Xue Shilou was stunned for a moment, then he clasped his fists and bowed earnestly: "Greetings, Fellow Daoist Meng."

Meng Jingzhou clasped his fists in return, becoming even more surprised. A teacher at the peak of the Spiritual Transformation Realm?

This small martial arts hall is home to many talented people. Who could be the leader of the Tiger Roar Sect?

"This is Tiger Roar Sect's leader Murong You."

Meng Jingzhou stared at Uncle Murong for a long time, stunned for a long time, Jindan stage? "Isn't your cultivation level right?"

Murong You said "oh", stood up and smiled with interest, put his hands behind his back, walked around Meng Jingzhou, looking him up and down.

"Xiao Lu, your friend is not a simple person. He can see that I have hidden my cultivation."

Murong You stood in front of the two of them, with a calm expression mixed with a hint of pride: "Yes, although I have always said to others that I am in the great perfection of the foundation building stage, in fact, I have already cultivated to the early stage of the golden elixir."

"I didn't expect that you could sense the trace of golden elixir aura that I leaked!"

Lu Yang and the other man showed astonishment on their faces at the same time, which made Uncle Murong very satisfied.

"Xiao Meng, I see that you are also in the early stage of foundation building. Do you want to come here and be my teacher for a while?" Without waiting for Lu Yang to mention it, Murong You took the initiative to talk about this matter.

Uncle Murong is an old and experienced man. He can guess most of the things without being explained clearly. I believe that Xiao Meng and Teacher Xue are here to accompany the amnesiac Xiao Lu to slowly recover his memory.

"Ah? I'm a teacher?"

Lu Yang directly agreed on behalf of Meng Jingzhou: "Mr. Murong has a good eye. I was just about to say this. The students are learning boxing very quickly. It is difficult for me to teach them alone. It is just right for Old Meng to help me share the pressure."

"My brother's boxing skills can be said to be quite impressive. He has never met an opponent since his debut."

"That's great. Then how about you and Teacher Xue provide the same monthly payment, five spirit stones each?"

"……OK."

After Lu Yang and the other two left, a gleam of light flashed in Murong You's eyes.

"Xiao Lu said that he has great fortune, and it's true. In less than two months since he came here, the martial arts hall has gained three more foundation-building cultivators, a third-level Qi training guard, and even the door has been replaced with a new one."

Meng Jingzhou thought about it and felt that five spirit stones a month was not bad. He used to make money by selling blood, which was a bit embarrassing to say out loud, but this time it was different, he made money by his own ability.

"Meng, I want to discuss something with you."

"What's up?"

"I have a student who has good grades, but has a cold body. I was thinking, why don't you give him a drop of blood to help warm him up and drive away the cold?"

“…”

This young master has to sell blood to pay the monthly payment of five spirit stones, right?

While the two were talking in the yard, a snow-white figure passed over the wall, shook its head, and the horsehair behind its head trembled.

"Senior Ma!"

The old horse was snow-white without a single stray hair, blending in with the snow. It glanced at Lu Yang and the others with pride, but said nothing.

Please...collect 6...9...books...!

At this time, there were loud shouting sounds coming from outside the wall, and then Huo Huashen came jogging over.

"Teachers, I heard that a horse jumped into our martial arts hall?" Huo Huashen heard this from his subordinates who were patrolling outside the martial arts hall, and hurried over to check the situation.

It is said that the white horse is so agile that twenty Yuanying stage warriors couldn't stop it from climbing over the wall.

"Nothing, Ma came here with Lao Meng, and they will stay in the martial arts hall for a while."

Huo Huashen looked around the courtyard and took the initiative to say, "I see that our martial arts hall doesn't have a stable. How about I build one? Don't worry, teachers, it will definitely be comfortable!"

"That's troublesome."

"It's not a bother, it's what I should do."

After Lu Yang and the other two left, Huo Huashen blew a whistle, and saw a group of men in black carrying bricks and wood over the wall, shouting "Boss" in unison.

"You all know what to do, right?"

"Got it. We need to build the best stable in the shortest time possible!"

"Good, remember, don't let anyone find out!"

"yes!"

The old horse rubbed the ground with its hooves, revealing the wild grass that had been frozen into ice crystals. It took a bite and shook its tail.

The taste of grass in the Far North is really different from that in other places.

During class, Lu Yang solemnly introduced the boxing master Mr. Meng. During the break, Meng Jingzhou pulled Lu Yang aside.

"You mean that Gong Che has coldness in his body and needs my blood to get rid of it?"

"Yes, what's the problem?"

"Fuck you, it's true that this kid had coldness in his body before, but now he practices this Tiger Roar Fist every day, and the coldness is almost gone. If he practices for a few more days, it will be completely gone!"

"The sooner it is eliminated, the better."

"And what's wrong with these students of yours? One has some dragon blood mixed in with his human bloodline, and the dragon blood is gradually awakening. One is a cultivator, and another has a terrifyingly high mental power and is always talking to himself."

"You don't understand this, right? Although we often talk about the general public, meaning that the people are very ordinary, in reality, how can people be exactly the same? These students are just ordinary people with some personality. Don't think too much."

Meng Jingzhou was in a trance for a moment after hearing this, and felt that what Old Lu said made some sense: "Is this your realization of becoming a mortal?"

"This is a story I made up on the spot to fool you."

(End of this chapter)