Chapter 3 Rebirth

Listening to Xianghan's analysis, Yang De was stunned. He has been listening to his father say that his cousin is extremely smart. At first, he was not convinced when he was full of poetry, but now he is convinced by a hundred and a thousand!

"Sister, I..." Yang De couldn't help but feel open after listening to Xiang Han's analysis, but then he seemed to think of something and suddenly became a little twisted.

Xiang Han smiled and said, "Are you trying to let me take you back to the Tiandong Mansion and beg the master to accept you as an apprentice?"

"Is it okay?" Yang De's eyes lit up with a longing expression. Although he was older than Xianghan, he was like a child seeing candy in front of Xianghan at this time, and he didn't even feel anything wrong.

Xiang Han shook his head this time: "Brother, I have also seen your qualifications secretly, and it can indeed be called top-quality! However, my uncle also told me that if you want to be emperor in the future, you can't practice Taoism! And now my position in the mountain gate is turbulent. The descendants of those native practitioners are very repulsive to us outsiders. Now conflicts break out almost every day, and the tutors of the cave are even more biased. Regardless of the conflict for any reason, we must be punished first!"

"Emperor?" Hearing Xianghan's words, Yang De couldn't help shivering. How could he hear what Xianghan's words were saying? He quickly glanced around and lowered his voice and said, "Sister, you can't say such words indiscriminately. If others hear it, it will cause disaster!"

Looking at Yang De's nervous appearance, Xianghan smiled and shook his head, but said nothing more. In fact, she didn't say anything. Yang De's body is indeed superior, but he is cowardly but not the material for practice. The law of the jungle in practice is more real than anywhere else. Thinking of this, Xiang Han's mind couldn't help flashing through Yang Huang, the beggar he had just found.

In fact, she had already believed what Yang Huang said, and expected that Yang Huang must have lived for a year by forcibly dragging the festering feet by relying on her physical potential.

If an ordinary person is seriously injured, he will never live for a week, but if the other party is a nobleman who has carefully warmed his body since childhood, he can drag on for at least three months to die. But if the other party is gifted and has a special constitution, there is absolutely no problem to live for a year.

Everyone thought that she was stupid to spend a precious muscle elixir to save a beggar, but only she knew that this time, she had made a lot of money!

Besides, Yang Huang woke up the next morning. At this time, he only felt that there was nowhere to be smooth, as if he had regained a new life. The pain that had troubled him all the time before had unexpectedly improved, and he could no longer feel a trace of it.

Yang Huang suddenly struggled and immediately sat up. At this time, he found that his tattered beggar's clothes had long been replaced with a smooth satin nightgown, and at this time, he was not sleeping on the roadside, but on a wooden bed carved with exquisite patterns, and a smiling maid was standing beside him.

"Son, wake up!" After seeing Yang Huang, the maid first showed a trace of surprise, then smiled and walked to Yang Huang and saluted Yang Huang. It's no wonder that the maid was surprised. At that time, when the housekeeper handed over Yang Huang to her, Yang Huang was full of sour and smelly head and dirty. He was a beggar embryo. But now she has been cleaned and put on neat and expensive satin clothes, and after sleeping, it seems that she has changed into a different person. Her eyes are full of sword eyebrows, which is no different from those noble princes. Even this maid feels that Yang Huang has more advantage in momentum!

"Where am I?" Yang Huang's head was blank at this time, and he was not in the mood to pay attention to the change of a maid's expression. He lowered his head and thought carefully about the scene before he fell into a coma. He only remembered that a flame suddenly shot out between his cold eyebrows and burned him, and then he suddenly fell into a coma without any consciousness. Thinking of this, a light suddenly flashed in Yang Huang's eyes, and he suddenly lifted the quilt and immediately looked at his feet.

However, Yang Huang's feet were as intact at this time. Not only did the shocking ulcer disappear, but also the newly grown flesh and blood skin were exactly the same as his skin in other parts, and he could not see that he had been injured at all!

"How about it? All the dark diseases and injuries in your body have been cured, and now you can work with me as promised?" Without waiting for the maid to answer, she only heard that the door had been pushed open, but Xianghan had already walked in. At this time, Xianghan changed his long skirt and put on a long coat and trousers. The cuffs and trousers were still tied up by black silk ribbons, showing his spirit!

"Thank you, Miss Xianghan!" Hearing this, Yang Huang quickly stood up and bowed to Xiang Han. Even if Yang Huang is a fool, he understands that Xianghan must have fed him the muscle elixir as promised, so his injury will be all cured!

It's just that Yang Huang hasn't walked through the road with his feet for a full year. At this time, even if he stood flat, he couldn't help shaking a little.

Looking at this scene, Xianghan waved his hand: "The muscle elixir can only heal your physical wounds, but the recovery of the day after tomorrow depends on you. Since you are my servant from now on, I will first teach you a set of skills to nourish yourself, so that you can completely recover your body. I will return to the master in a week, and then I will officially recommend you as an outer disciple!

"Disciples of the Outer Gate?" Yang Huang was slightly stunned. He seemed to have heard Xianghan say that he was an inner disciple of the Rantian Cave, but he didn't know the difference between this outer disciple and the inner disciple.

Seeing Yang Huang's expression, Xianghan smiled and then explained, "The mountain gate of our practitioners generally divides disciples into these kinds, namely, outer disciples, inner disciples, direct disciples and personal disciples. Every time you upgrade, you can enjoy more mountain resources. For example, there are many ordinary disciples, but they can only learn some simple introductory skills, and they have to participate in labor every day in exchange for resources. And the disciples of the inner door have to be raised to a higher level, and can officially start to contact the practice of the burning sky cave, and they may not need to work. However, it is necessary to complete the sect tasks regularly and strive for the honor of the cave. Xianghan didn't say anything more, because she was just an inner disciple. Yang Huang is not even a foreign disciple, and it doesn't make any sense to talk about it any more!

"I know, everything is according to the lady's arrangement!" Yang Huang and Xianghan have reached an agreement before, and now that Xianghan has done it, he will naturally not breach the contract!

"Good!" Xianghan smiled and said, "I really didn't see the wrong person. Now you take a bath, change clothes, and eat some food. After half an hour, let the maid take you to the martial arts arena to see me!" After saying that, Xianghan got up and left, and walked vigorously.

Seeing Xianghan leave, Yang Huang took a long breath and sat down slowly. Looking at the luxurious decoration around him, Yang Huang simply felt like he was in a dream. That's probably what it means to make fun of people. A year ago, Yang Huang worked hard to make money to cure his amnesia, but he ended up dead with his feet. But a year later, when he was about to give up his life, he met Xianghan again.

However, since God has given him such a chance, he will not give up easily. And now he has a chance to become an immortal. As long as he cultivates well, it must be easy to recover his memory.

"At that time, you must find out who had such a deep hatred for him three years ago that he not only wanted to kill him, but also threw him into the river. If he hadn't been awakened by the river in the end, I'm afraid he would have become an unjust ghost!

And since that man has treated Yang Huang like this, I'm afraid that the end of Yang Huang's parents will not be much better. If they are still alive at that time, if they are also persecuted, he will definitely avenge them one by one!" Yang Huang slowly calculated in his heart.

"Son, there are lily red date porridge, eight-treasure porridge, milk porridge, fruit porridge, corn porridge and white porridge prepared in the kitchen today. I don't know which one you want to drink?" At this time, the maid next to me brought a list, which said the types of breakfast prepared in today's kitchen!

"White porridge!" Yang Huang breathed a long sigh of relief, as if to spit out all the complicated thoughts in his heart. He took the order and glanced at it, and then said, "One more pile of pickles and two white steamed buns!"

With a turbid breath, Yang Huang's eyes were much clearer. The future is uncertain, the past is unchangeable, and it doesn't matter if he thinks too much now. What he has to do now is to follow Xiang Han's meaning and enter the Rantiandong Mansion to become their disciple first. Otherwise, I'm afraid that he can't afford a thousand muscle elixir in his life. At that time, he will still be a servant for Xianghan for a lifetime.

It's just that Xianghan's high status is inexplicably helping him everywhere, which is really too unpredictable. It makes sense to say that Xianghan is pitiful to help him by chance.

But now Xianghan has not only cured Yang Huang's injury, but also teaches him martial arts. He even just said that he would be recommended to the Burning Cave Mansion to practice, and there is a tendency to focus on cultivating him, which is a little strange. However, Yang Huang is barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes. He has no body, and even his life was saved by Xiang Han. Naturally, he is not afraid of Xianghan playing tricks.

Thinking about all this, Yang Huang couldn't help but relax. After swallowing the simple and exquisite breakfast, Yang Huang changed his clothes and went to the martial arts arena in Xianghan's mouth with the maid waiting outside the door.