The Sacred Flower Pavilion

Section 24. Internal disease

Section 24

...Internal medicine...

...At Zhang Quan's place....

Zhang Quan had spent the entire day studying the second chapter of the dragon god breath book. This time he's been better at every move. Breath that was blown and inhaled began to be able to follow with his hearing. Almost fifty percent of Zhang Quan's every move is getting better, though not all of his movements are correct.

“Good, good. Your moves are getting better. We've done the exercises today.”

“Ready, guru.” Zhang Quan paid his respects to his teacher.

Zhang Quan felt a sense of tiredness on each of his bodies. The mind had to concentrate fully to sharpen the hearing, making Zhang Quan feel tired in both the physical and the mind.

“Huaaaahh.” Zhang Quan simply laid his body on the ground. His teacher as usual, after he finished teaching he would leave as he pleased.

He stretched out every body. His gaze over the sky, with the help of his hands made Zhang Quan think back to his life in the Zhang family.

“Paman Ping must have gotten in trouble this time.” Zhang Quan smiled faintly as he remembered his uncle.

His mind drifted even deeper. The twilight atmosphere with the orange sky made Zhang Quan recall his good time with Zhang Ann. But all those memories he tried to forget.

There were even more important things he had to think about and do. Zhang Quan knew very well the great conflict that was about to take place in this central plains continent.

Zhang Quan who was in the merchant faction felt a heated sauce in this central plains continent. The black sect was building up its power while the white sect was magnifying its influence.

The sect master could tell Zhang Quan his movements because he had seen them several times building up their respective strength. Through the purchase of potions in the Zhang family and the reservations they made. Zhang Quan realized there must be a great ambition they were about to undertake.

“I have to be strong soon. In a few more years there may be a great war on this continent.” Mumbled slowly.

Zhang Quan just got up from his sleep. He reopened the dragon-god breath book given to him by his teacher. He constantly reread this book. From the beginning to the end.

It doesn't feel like night has come. Zhang Quan who finished his book twice was about to make a fire for lighting. When finished making a fire. Zhang Quan went to a nearby river to look for fish and cleaned his body.

“Uhuk, uhuk, uhuk.”

The sound of coughing was clearly heard on his way to the river. Zhang Quan tried to peek at the person who was coughing. He approached a voice not far from the location of the river he was heading to.

A middle-aged man in his white robe was seen spewing his blood on the riverbank. Zhang Quan narrowed his eyes at the person. He suspected it was his teacher, but he tried to ascertain the truth he saw.

“Reacted to be true it guru.”

“What disease he actually suffered.” Zhang Quan covered his mouth with one hand. He was surprised not to play to see the condition of his teacher.

He thought the figure of his teacher was the strongest figure he had met. The young and healthy looking body and facial features made Zhang Quan not expect that his teacher had an internal illness.

“It seems, I will go to the river first.” Zhang Quan said away from the bush with a face full of questions.

...The Zhang family's residence....

Zhang Ping was startled by the figure of the young lady he was not expecting. He could only curse at the god of luck, for never supporting him. He rushed into a large house owned by his brother. Zhang Ping knew his nephew would definitely ask Zhang Quan.

With hands still trembling. He entered the house and closed the door behind his back. He smiled with relief. The hunting breath had returned as usual.

“Chairman ZHANG. Are you home.” Zhang Ping's loud speech that was holding the door's thrust behind his back.

A loud voice echoed in Zhang Qiang's living room. No one answered. For a few moments he repeated his words. A guard and a floater approached him.

Zhang Ping was upset with his situation. He is confused as to what the situation is. A brief thought was caught up in his wits.

He explained his intention and purpose of meeting the head of the family to these two men. Zhang Ping also added that this information is confidential and should not be leaked to Zhang Mei.

The two men before Zhang Ping looked hard to discern the situation. They understood what Zhang Ping meant, only that they did not want to deal with Zhang Mei who was notoriously hard on her will.

“My brother Ping. What is this.........” Zhang Qiang's voice was clearly heard outside the door.

“That there is a big master, the master can talk directly to him.” Speak compactly to these two men who do not want to interfere.

Zhang Ping let out a long and heavy sigh. He is aware of his position. Can't escape anymore. Outside the door was a pair of father and son who demanded an explanation of his attitude.

He was bitter when he heard the words of the man guarding the residence. They behave as he thinks. Many people were lazy when it came to dealing with Zhang Mei, and Zhang Ping knew that.

Zhang Ping opened the door and before him appeared a father and son with questionable faces clearly visible in his eyes. This time, he did not explain the situation.

“Troup this time did not manage to buy materials because......” Zhang Ping said with a lowered face.

Zhang Mei just pulled this lapel. He screamed hysterically and would hit him several times, but his father tried to stop him.

“I'll find myself Brother Quan. And you uncle Ping should be responsible for helping me find him. When not.....” Zhang Mei threatened his own mother.

Zhang Ping looked at his older brother, but in an instant he turned his face away as if he did not care. Actually Zhang Qiang wanted to be angry but if he saw correctly every mistake of the trading troupe times beyond their carelessness.

“My brother Ping, right my son said. You must be responsible.” Said Zhang Qiang who did not actually want to get involved with his son's affairs.

Zhang Pin himself could only curse at his own son. His guess is true, what he thinks fits with reality.

Zhang Mei was still upset with his uncle. A bright red face was clearly visible in his face. It was not because of shame that he showed that red face. The annoyance and anger that made this woman have a very red face.

“Uncle how the hell....”.

“What you guys do....”.

“Why can it happen....”.

“How is the duty of parajurit guards..........”.

“Arrrrgggg, I just don't want to know.....”.

“Just uncle should.......”.

“Uncle and Zhang Kun Must,.....”.

Various scolding at length can not stop if this woman is angry. Zhang Pin and Zhang Qiang could only stuff their ears with their hands.

Zhang Mei's gaze grew even more furious seeing his mama trying to cover her ears. He spoke louder and louder. Zhang Ping face this time looked extremely pale, his face was like there was no blood flowing.

This was one that everyone in the Zhang family feared Zhang Mei. His great anger made him lose his fatigue to stop scolding Zhang Kun and his entourage.

Zhang Pin just bowed his head deeper and deeper. It looks like a female killer teacher scolding her student.

In the great white flow sect in Long city.

The city where the Zhao family residence lived and where the great white sect settled.

The Golden Tiger Sect. The white flow sect that had once fought with the white skull black flow sect hundreds of years ago. This sect was one of the sects that was in conflict with the neutral flow sect of the Sacred Flower Pavilion.

“Whathhhh. Liang Fung troops move in large numbers here.”

“As I recall, I had no problem with her .”

Hallloo

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