Chapter 1175: Meng Jingzhou: Which Great Expert Is the Sect Master of the Hu Xiao Sect Supposed to Be?

Since I came to the extreme north, I have been hiding my cultivation and identity, teaching martial arts at a martial arts school, living a regular life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

Meng Jingzhou felt delighted upon hearing Old Lu say that, thinking this place was very safe: "So you came to the extreme north and haven't engaged in any combat?"

"Well, I can't say there was no combat; I did engage in one battle."

"One battle is fine; who was your opponent?"

"Four great demon kings and an endless beast tide formed by countless demonic beasts."

"……Are you sure you came to the extreme north to undergo mundane tribulation?"

"That's not important; come, come, come, I'll take you to our martial arts school. Encountering the demon kings and beast tide was an accident; the martial arts school is where I truly undergo mundane tribulation."

"I heard you were at the martial arts school." Meng Jingzhou said, having heard from Senior Brother Dai that Old Lu had sent a message by sacrificing himself, saying he was at the martial arts school in Mu Xue City in the extreme north.

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

Lu Yang brought Meng Jingzhou to the martial arts school, where the gatekeeper Xiao Hou dutifully guarded the gate, not allowing outsiders to enter.

"Old Meng, let me introduce you; this is our martial arts school's gatekeeper, Xiao Hou."

Last night, Hou, who had undergone Spirit Transformation, stayed up all night arranging the defense map for Hu Xiao Martial Arts School, exhausting his energy and spirit, leaving him now somewhat listless.

Upon hearing Lu Yang shout "Old Meng," he immediately became spirited.

Only the eldest young master of the Meng family, Meng Jingzhou, could make Lu Yang call him "Old Meng"!

At this moment, Meng Jingzhou's cultivation fluctuated to the Unity stage, allowing him to see through Hou's cultivation, which somewhat surprised him.

Spirit Transformation stage gatekeeper?

Push the door open, and there is a ten-thousand-year coiled dragon wood?

"This is Teacher Xue of Snow Pavilion Ten."

"Daoist Xue, this is Meng Jingzhou; you should have heard of him."

Xue of Snow Pavilion Ten was stunned for a moment, then clasped his hands and bowed sincerely: "I have greeted you, Daoist Meng."

Meng Jingzhou returned the bow with clasped hands, becoming even more surprised: a teacher at the peak of Spirit Transformation?

Such a small martial arts school hides dragons and crouches tigers; which great expert could the sect master of the Hu Xiao Sect be?

"This is the sect master of the Hu Xiao Sect, Grandpa Murong You."

Meng Jingzhou stared at Grandpa Murong for a long time, dazed for a long time: Golden Core stage?

"Your cultivation doesn't seem right?"

Murong You let out an oh, stood up, revealing an interested smile, hands behind his back, circling Meng Jingzhou, sizing him up from top to bottom.

"Xiao Lu, your friend is not simple; able to see through my hidden cultivation."

Murong You stood before the two, his calm expression mixed with a hint of arrogance: "Not bad; although I have always said externally that I am at the peak of Foundation Establishment, in reality I have long since cultivated to the early Golden Core stage."

"I didn't expect that this trace of Golden Core aura I leaked could also be sensed by you!"

Lu Yang and the other simultaneously showed expressions of shock on their faces, which greatly pleased Grandpa Murong.

"Xiao Meng, I see you are also at the initial Foundation Establishment stage; would you like to come here and be a teacher for a while?" Before Lu Yang could bring it up, Murong You proactively mentioned this matter.

Grandpa Murong is old, mature, and shrewd; some things don't need to be said explicitly for him to guess roughly seven or eight out of ten; undoubtedly, Xiao Meng and Teacher Xue are the same, both here to accompany the amnesiac Xiao Lu in slowly recovering his memory.

"Ah? I be a teacher?"

Lu Yang directly answered for Meng Jingzhou: "Grandpa Murong has good judgment; I was just about to say this matter, the students' progress in learning martial arts is rapid, I alone find it difficult to teach them all, so it's just right to let Old Meng help share the burden."

"My brother's martial arts can be said to be quite formidable; since his debut, he has never encountered an opponent."

"Very good; then, Teacher Meng, your monthly stipend will be the same as Teacher Xue's, both five spirit stones per month."

"……Agreed."

After Lu Yang and the other left, a glint of sharpness flashed in Murong You's eyes.

"Xiao Lu said he has deep blessings; this is indeed true; in less than two months since coming here, our martial arts school has gained three Foundation Establishment cultivators, a gatekeeper at the third level of Qi Refining, and even the gate has been replaced with a new one."

Meng Jingzhou thought it over and felt that five spirit stones per month was also quite good; previously he earned money by selling blood, which sounded somewhat unpleasant to speak of, but this time is different—he earns money through his own abilities.

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

"What matter?"

"I have a student whose academic performance is good, but he suffers from internal cold; I was thinking you could give him a drop of blood to help warm him and dispel the cold?"

"……"

"This young master's monthly stipend of five spirit stones requires selling blood, right?"

While the two were speaking in the courtyard, a snow-white figure leapt over the wall, shaking its head, the mane on the back of its head trembling.

"Senior Horse!"

Old Horse's snow-white body had not a single stray hair, blending into the snow; it glanced proudly at Lu Yang and the other, saying nothing.

At this moment, loud shouting came from outside the wall, followed closely by Hou, who had undergone Spirit Transformation, running over at a trot.

"Two teachers, I heard a horse jumped into our martial arts school?" Hou, who had undergone Spirit Transformation, had heard this from his subordinates patrolling outside the martial arts school, and hurried over to check the situation.

"It's said that this white horse is agile; twenty Nascent Soul cultivators couldn't stop it from leaping over the wall."

"It's nothing; the horse came with Old Meng and will stay at our martial arts school for a while."

Hou, who had undergone Spirit Transformation, glanced around the courtyard and said proactively: "I see our martial arts school has no stables; why don't I build one? Two teachers, rest assured, it will definitely be comfortable!"

"Then it will be troublesome."

"No trouble, no trouble; it's all what I should do."

After Lu Yang and the other left, Hou, who had undergone Spirit Transformation, whistled, and saw a group of black-clad people carrying bricks and wood leap over the wall, shouting in unison for the boss.

"Everyone knows what to do, right?"

"Known; we must build the best stables in the shortest time!"

"Good; remember that, don't let anyone discover us!"

"Yes!"

The old horse's hooves scraped the ground, revealing the wild grass frozen into ice crystals; it took a bite and swayed its tail.

The grass in the far north really tastes different from elsewhere.

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

"You mean Gong Che has cold energy inside him and needs my blood to dispel it?"

"Yes, what's the problem?"

"Damn it, this kid really did have cold energy before, but now he practices that Tiger Roar Fist every day, and the cold energy has almost been dispelled—after a few more days of practice, it'll be completely gone!"

"Isn't dispelling it one day earlier just as good?"

"And what's with these students of yours? One has human blood mixed with a bit of dragon blood, which is gradually awakening; another is outright a cultivator; and another has terrifyingly high mental energy and constantly talks to himself."

"You wouldn't understand this, would you? Although we often say 'the common folk,' meaning ordinary people, in reality, people can never be completely alike—these students are just ordinary people with a bit of individuality; don't overthink it."

Meng Jingzhou heard this and was momentarily dazed, feeling Old Lu had a point: "Is this your insight from transcending the mundane?"

"This is just something I made up on the spot to fool you."