Zhang Xiaohu really carries a heavy burden of thought.

During this period of time in Piaomiao Sect, his situation was very difficult. Many decent disciples believed that he had joined Piaomiao Sect by nepotism, and were not cold to him, and even spoke harshly. People with the trend of adoring flames sharpened their heads and wanted to find him to leave, which made him extremely disgusted. But even if they hated him, they had just joined Piaomiao Sect and really didn't know what others were from, so they didn't dare to offend them casually.

So his life in Piaomiao Sect was very difficult, and it was a helpless move to keep his door closed.

These difficulties in dealing with people and interpersonal relationships are only one aspect for Zhang Xiaohu. The key is that Wen Wenhai took him into the Piaomiao Sect and ignored him and let him die. He had met several times before and asked Zhang Xiaohua for "Mang Niu Jin". Later, he met with him. Even if he met, he would not talk about martial arts practice. This made Zhang Xiaohu very puzzled and could not touch his master's thoughts.

Time just passed by little by little.

Until today, seeing Zhang Xiaohua showing off her power on the arena, fighting with the disciples of the Piaomiao Sect, the five flavor bottle in Zhang Xiaohu's heart was truly overthrown!

Zhang Xiaohu always thought that he had a good situation and was better than his younger brother. He was a big step ahead of him on the road of martial arts. But today he saw that he was wrong and was very wrong. His younger brother had already run to the front and left him behind far away. He felt indescribable. If it was jealous, it might be a bit, but this was his relative's younger brother after all. When he saw Zhang Xiaohu's progress, the main thing was to be surprised and self-pity. Thinking about his situation and his stagnant martial arts, he seemed to feel a sense of suffocation. Yes, it was like an invisible hand that strangled his neck, making him breathless.

Zhang Xiaohu didn't like this feeling very much. In order to vent his depression, he returned to the courtyard and closed the door and practiced hard, practicing his best Liuhe Fist. Only when he continued Liuhe Fist, which was as good as the hand of his hand, could he feel a little confident to comfort his somewhat hurt heart.

Zhang Xiaohu had to admit from the bottom of his heart that it was really not because he saw that his younger brother's martial arts skills were better than him, but because he felt from the bottom of his heart that his martial arts skills were too low, his appearance was ordinary, and his background was humble. He really couldn't come up with something that could make that person look at. In this way, how could he attract other people's attention?

The more Zhang Xiaohu thought so, the more sad he felt, and the more sad he felt, the more he couldn't stop his hands. It was not until Zhang Xiaohua knocked on the door and called him that he stopped, covered in sweat, as if he was fishing out of the water!

Zhang Xiaohu’s reasons are far-fetched and practical.

It made Zhang Xiaohua not know how to answer him.

If it were ordinary martial arts, he would definitely teach it to his second brother without hesitation. However, what he learned, except the Beidou Shenfu, all other martial arts were from the Piaomiao Sect. The leader of the Ou Gang said it very clearly. He could not teach others, but could only practice it by himself. What he relied on on the arena was the Beidou Shenfu, and the thousand-pound power of his arms.

These are unreplicable for Zhang Xiaohu. The Beidou God Fist is not the key to defeating the enemy, and it is not something that Zhang Xiaohu is willing to learn. He would rather practice his Liuhe Fist.

Zhang Xiaohua sighed, not knowing how to comfort her second brother.

Think about it, the same is true. Zhang Xiaohua is just a teenager. How can she have a lot of experience for her older second brother to refer to?

So the two brothers could only drink tea silently.

Zhang Xiaohua really wanted to tell her second brother that he had entered the second level of the Martial Arts Conference, but the gratifying news was revealed now, which was just a blow to his self-esteem again. At this time, Zhang Xiaohua had to be a dull man.

While drinking tea, Zhang Xiaohu suddenly saw Zhang Xiaohua picking up the teacup skillfully with his right hand. He couldn't help but feel trembling and asked with a trembling voice: "Xiaohua, your right hand?"

Zhang Xiaohua was stunned, looking at her hand holding the teacup, and suddenly said with a smile: "Second brother, by the way, I haven't seen you much during this period. I forgot to tell you that my hands were basically all right last month. Look at how I look now."

As he said that, he moved his hand flexibly and said, "It's totally gone, I didn't feel any discomfort at all. By the way, I punched a disciple from the Eagle Hall today, and there was no problem."

Zhang Xiaohu was very happy when he heard this. I don’t know if the depression just now was vented because of boxing, or if he heard the good news from Zhang Xiaohua’s hands, he was dispelled. He kept saying yes, and finally the biggest stone fell in his heart!

I heard from the doctor at the Lotus Escort Agency that Zhang Xiaohua's right hand might be destroyed in the future. He always had a huge knot in his heart. I wonder how sad it would be if his parents at home knew the news and how he would face them. Now, everything has disappeared, and the dark night sky is so beautiful.

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaohu felt a little guilty again and said, "Xiaohua, you have been well for a month. My second brother just saw it. Oh, it's my second brother who is not good at taking good care of you."

It would be fine if the two of them hadn't seen each other for a long time and they didn't pay attention, but Zhang Xiaohua had just arrived a little before and had been with her for the past two days, so she didn't see this. Zhang Xiaohu didn't want to forgive him.

Zhang Xiaohua waved her hand and said, "It's nothing. Second brother, I've grown up and I can take care of myself. You are not in a strange environment now, so take care of yourself first. Look at how you looked just now, it's really scary. It's different from when you were at the Lotus Escort Agency. I remember when you first learned Liuhequan, you were not very confident. You used this boxing technique to compete with other bodyguards, but you never lost. Why are you so discouraged now?"

The speaker is unintentional, the listener is intentional, Zhang Xiaohu felt a move in his heart. Yes, he had nothing in the past, no master or sect, but someone taught simple Liuhequan, and he could learn it with relish. Moreover, he mastered Liuhequan and dared to challenge the strong. Today? He has become a disciple of the Piaomiao Sect and found the master he has always dreamed of. In front of him is a great way to heaven. Although the master has not taught him anything now, in terms of the foundation of the Piaomiao Sect, even if he teaches himself not some magical secrets, he can definitely be a hundred times better than Liuhequan or the garbage internal skills he practices. He is self-pity for a little bit of neglect, blames others, and doesn't even pay attention to his brother's injuries. Is Zhang Xiaohu still like this?

Can you cultivate advanced martial arts with such a mentality?

Even if you practice advanced martial arts, can you still be happy like this?

Moreover, can someone who only considers himself and does not care about others and makes people feel indifferent win someone's heart?

A series of self-questioning questions made Zhang Xiaohu's expression change continuously until at the end, a smile appeared on Zhang Xiaohu's face. He really figured it out that martial arts and power are just part of life. Family and friendship are the key to life. If you treat them as the whole of life just for martial arts and power, you will lose the fun of life. The true meaning of life is nothing more than enjoying life. Let martial arts and power be embellished by life. Whether others praise or defamate, don't affect your open mind. In this way, you can truly master your own life.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohu’s smile appearing on his face, Zhang Xiaohua was a little surprised and asked, “Second brother, what are you thinking about? Why are you so happy?”

Zhang Xiaohu still smiled and said, "It's nothing. I just thought of your right hand, and the stone in my heart fell down. Don't worry about you. Oh, by the way, what's the result of your competition today? It won't be a three-game draw."

Zhang Xiaohua scratched her head embarrassedly and said, "Can the second brother think of another ending?"

Zhang Xiaohu smiled and asked again: "Then are you not going back to Huanxi Villa today, are you going back tomorrow morning?"

Zhang Xiaohua smiled mysteriously and said, "You guessed it wrong~"

"Oh?" Zhang Xiaohu was stunned, looked up at the sky and said, "It's getting late, it may be a bit inappropriate for you to go back now."

Zhang Xiaohua shook her head again.

Zhang Xiaohu was puzzled and said, "Can you come back tomorrow night?"

Zhang Xiaohua said: "Please guess again!"

Zhang Xiaohu stopped doing it and said, "You like to say something but not say anything. Anyway, this is where I live, I don't have to leave. If you have the ability, you can stay there."

Zhang Xiaohua laughed and said, "Do you really don't know or do you know it?" Or do you don't believe that your dearest brother can enter the second level of the martial arts competition?"

"The second level of the martial arts competition?" Zhang Xiaohu opened his mouth wide and asked in surprise: "I really don't know, and what you said is true? Have you entered the second level? Just your nine battles and nine draws?"

Zhang Xiaohua said embarrassedly: "I don't know what other people's performance is, but the team leader often told me that I was the last one to enter the second level."

Zhang Xiaohu said excitedly: "Even if it is the last one, he is still the best in the Eagle Hall. Xiaohua, you are really better than me now!"

This sentence is honest and does not make Zhang Xiaohua feel the depressed smell as before.

Then, Zhang Xiaohua talked to Zhang Xiaohu all the way to the second level of the martial arts conference that the leader of the team talked about. After listening, Zhang Xiaohu thought behind closed doors for a while and said, "Xiaohua, I guess this second level is not as easy as the first level. Not to mention that the disciples who entered the second level are outstanding, each of them has higher cultivation than you. Moreover, the time for two incense sticks is enough for them to attack you with different moves and test you. Don't forget, which of these disciples has no tricks? Unlike the first level, there is only one incense stick. Besides, this second level only has an elimination system and no draw. It seems that your head-reduction tactic, which one of them has a try, is not effective in the first level."

Zhang Xiaohua was not angry and said, "I am not as good as them. I have always admitted this. It is a lucky thing to be able to enter the second level. Finally, I can stay in the Piaomiao Sect for a longer time and be with you, which is also good."

Zhang Xiaohu put down the teacup and said, "You are just thinking of the second level to see how good others are. Why should I pull me up? If you want to see me, even if you come, the gate of Piaomiao Villa will not stop you as long as you have the waist card of Huanxi Villa, it will not stop you? It is not as good as the Taoist Hall, but also the token of the master!"

"Oh!" Zhang Xiaohua thought of something and patted her forehead.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Xiaohu was very surprised.

Zhang Xiaohua took out the token he got from He Tianshu from his arms and explained: "I asked for the token from Captain He and am planning to harass him tonight. If you don't know how you look, it will be too late to go there at this time."

"I still want to go to the Pharmacy Hall." Zhang Xiaohu said in confusion: "There are herbs that smell so much, and there is nothing good about it. Why do you want to go there?"

"I think there is more qi in the potion hall." Zhang Xiaohua did not hide it at all.

"Qi feeling? In the potion hall?" Zhang Xiaohu was even more puzzled and said, "It's the same wherever you regulate your breathing and qi training is. As long as it's a quiet environment, right?"

Zhang Xiaohua also scratched her head and said, "Who knows, I think every place is different anyway."

Zhang Xiaohu shook his head and said, "It's your mood that is different!"

This is quite philosophical, but Zhang Xiaohua didn't think so much, because he did experience different energy of heaven and earth.

When Zhang Xiaohu saw his younger brother not speaking, he thought he was right. After all, he was a young man's mind. He had just come into contact with the internal skills and mental methods, so where could he be in a state of mind as usual?

The two brothers chatted for a while before they were ready to rest.

Zhang Xiaohu asked worriedly: "Xiaohua, does your armpit still hurt?"

Zhang Xiaohua patted her body and said, "It's okay, it's been a long time ago."

Zhang Xiaohu was relieved.

After entering the house, Zhang Xiaohu was like the day before yesterday when the two brothers stood up and lie down, but Zhang Xiaohua thought for a while and said, "Second brother, I'd better live in another house. I want to regulate my breathing and practice qigong in the evening. How can you see?"

Zhang Xiaohu said happily: "Okay, then don't practice too late, there will be a competition tomorrow."

Zhang Xiaohua nodded and agreed.

After each returned to the house, Zhang Xiaohua sat cross-legged, facing the sky, wielded the heart sutra exercises, and began to draw qi into the body. When Zhang Xiaohua's perception was released, he realized that the heaven and earth vital energy in Zhang Xiaohu's residence was indeed not as much as the Yaoshen Hall, but it was a little more than the medicine field in Huanxi Villa. It was exactly what Zhang Xiaohua said that the heaven and earth vital energy in each place was different.

It is obvious that the world and energy of Piaomiao Villa is a little stronger than that of Huanxi Villa.

The night of cultivation passed quickly. When it dawned again, Zhang Xiaohua checked the true energy in the meridians, but there was still no obvious change. However, this was not beyond Zhang Xiaohua's expectations.

When they came outside the house, both brothers were in good spirits, and Zhang Xiaohu completely got rid of yesterday's decadence, making people feel like they had changed their own person like yesterday.

Zhang Xiaohua also completely let go of her heart.

Zhang Xiaohua asked, "Second brother, are you still going to the competition with me today?"

Zhang Xiaohu patted his shoulder and said, "Of course I went there, why not?"

Zhang Xiaohua smiled happily.

The two brothers came to the Eagle Hall together. There were not many rings in the square and there were not many disciples in the audience. However, many disciples were smiling excitedly on their faces and were talking to each other. After watching the second level of competition, many people did not have much psychological burden. It was not like the first level, the results of the competition were related to whether they advanced.

Zhang Xiaohua and Zhang Xiaohu came to the arena where the competition was a few days ago. Not much time had passed when they saw the team leader Chang coming over with a smile, greeting the disciples under the ring, and then took out a few more license plates and distributed them to the disciples who entered the second level.

When Zhang Xiaohua got the token, she was stunned and grabbed Team Leader Chang's sleeve and asked, "Team Leader Chang, did you send it wrong? Why am I still No. 250?"

The team leader often looked at this very bad number and said with a smile: "That's right, you get nine points if you tie the nine games. Among the 250 disciples, you are ranked last. If you don't take this license plate, who will get it?"

Zhang Xiaohua looked helplessly at the license plate that had been with her for three days, rubbed her hard on her body and put it in her arms. Then she asked, "Chief Chang, where am I going to compete? Are you still in our ring?"

The leader of the team shook his head and said, "No, this second level is an elimination system, not fixed in the same ring. You hear someone calling for a license plate and you can go wherever you go."

Zhang Xiaohua nodded.

Soon, the second level competition began. Zhang Xiaohua thought that his license plate was the last one, and it would be the same as the first level, and the competition would be at the end, but at the beginning, someone was shouting: "No. 250, No. 250, where is it?"

Seeing that Zhang Xiaohua did not respond, Zhang Xiaohu quickly raised his hand and said, "Here."

The person there shouted, "This arena is coming soon, the competition is about to begin."

Zhang Xiaohua quickly ran over and asked loudly: "Isn't it the last number? Why are you starting the competition now?"

The leader of the ring there sneered: "This is an elimination system, not a recurring system, but a number is arranged one by one to avoid letting disciples with similar strength meet first. Disciples like you with slightly worse strength will compete with disciples with slightly stronger strength first, eliminate some of them, so that truly powerful disciples can stay in the end and compete for the last ten!"

"Oh, that's it." Zhang Xiaohua understood a little. Where was his first level points, what else could he say?

After the team leader finished speaking, he pointed to the ring and said to Zhang Xiaohua and another disciple: "Go forward, I'll go burn incense, and the competition will start soon."

When the disciple heard this, he took two steps forward, used his light skills, and rushed to the stage like a swallow.

Zhang Xiaohua looked left and right, as if she was looking for something.

The leader glared at him and said, "Why can't you go up yet? Do you want me to throw you up?"
Chapter completed!