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Hu Deshou smiled and nodded at Zhang Yuze, deeply sizing him up before sighing and saying, "Heroes have emerged from their youth since ancient times! The ancients did not deceive me."

Zhang Yuze was a little embarrassed by the praise, scratching his head and saying to Hu Deshou in front of him, "Senior is too kind."

Suddenly, Zhang Yuze saw Hu Deshou stagger slightly, as if he couldn't stand still. He and Hu Ruihong quickly stepped forward to support him. He asked anxiously, "Senior, are you alright?"

"Grandpa, what's wrong?" Hu Ruihong looked at Hu Deshou's pale face, feeling very anxious. Her beautiful, large eyes gazed at Hu Deshou with concern.

Hu Deshou waved his hand at Hu Ruihong, saying nonchalantly, "I might have been injured by that person just now, but it shouldn't be too serious."

"Grandpa, you need to be careful. I'll help you inside to rest." Although Hu Ruihong looked at Hu Deshou with a calm expression, she was still very nervous inside.

Hu Deshou said solemnly to the disciples beside him, "Close the doors. The Tianlei Martial Hall will be closed for a day today."

After giving the instructions, Hu Deshou, Zhang Yuze, and Hu Ruihong entered Hu Deshou's room.

After entering the room, they slowly helped Hu Deshou to rest on the bed.

Zhang Yuze looked at the environment of the room and found that although it was the room of the master of the hall, it was very simply furnished. There was only a bed and a table in the room. There was nothing else superfluous. It seemed that besides the electric light, there was no other extra furniture. From this, it could be seen that Hu Deshou was a very pure cultivator, wholeheartedly devoted to martial arts. This made Zhang Yuze quite admired.

Hu Ruihong sat beside Hu Deshou's bed, looking at Hu Deshou nervously and asking, "Grandpa, where exactly do you feel uncomfortable? Should I ask someone to come and take a look at you?"

Hu Deshou frowned, closed his eyes, carefully sensed for a moment, and then said to Zhang Yuze and Hu Ruihong, who were looking at him nervously, "That Tianmen person's energy entered my body, and I still can't force it out. That energy is very strange and cunning."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yuze thought carefully about his encounter with the black-robed man, and found that although the energy was very strange, it could not cause any impact on him. Thinking of this, Zhang Yuze sat behind Hu Deshou, gently placing his hand on Hu Deshou's back.

Seeing Zhang Yuze's strange movements, Hu Ruihong frowned, looked at him, and asked, "Yuze, what are you doing?"

Zhang Yuze nodded at Hu Ruihong and said, "I'll try to see if I can force the energy out of Senior's body."

Hu Ruihong glanced at Zhang Yuze in surprise, but thinking of the strength Zhang Yuze had shown in the fight with the black-robed man just now, she had a lot of confidence in him. Hearing this, she nodded and said nothing more, just watching Zhang Yuze's movements with a somewhat expectant and nervous mood.

Now her feelings for Zhang Yuze were also a little complicated. When she first came out, she still had some disdain for this young man who had been arrested by the police station, but now she found that she seemed to be increasingly unable to see through the young man in front of her. She felt that his whole body was shrouded in a cloud of mystery. She was very clear about her grandfather's strength. He was a fifth-stage martial artist. A fifth-stage martial artist was already a resounding figure in the entire Donghua Country. But even an enemy that her grandfather, a fifth-stage martial artist, could not match was instantly repelled by him. She felt that Zhang Yuze's strength was simply unfathomable. Could he be a sixth-stage martial artist? But he looked even younger than her, really…

Zhang Yuze didn't think so much at this time. Although he hadn't recovered his memory, an instinctive behavior in his consciousness prompted him to do so. Even he himself didn't know why he had such ability. It was as if when fighting with an enemy, although there was no feeling before, once it was needed, he would naturally make the movements and moves to fight the enemy.

When Zhang Yuze gently put his hand on Hu Deshou's back, at the moment when his mind moved, a stream of energy instantly started from his hand, entering Hu Deshou's body.

Hu Deshou was initially a little puzzled, not knowing what Zhang Yuze was going to do to him. After all, although he had seen Zhang Yuze's strength, it was indeed unfathomable, but this did not mean that he was equally powerful in other aspects. If he himself had no way to deal with the energy in his body, even if other people came to help, there might not be a better way.

But just when Zhang Yuze put his hand behind Hu Deshou, he felt a warm current transmit into his body. That feeling was so comfortable. So comfortable that even a martial artist like him, who was very indifferent to everything, couldn't help but want to groan.

What Zhang Yuze used was of course the Holy Spirit Energy. This Holy Spirit Energy could purify all evil and was an upgraded version of the Holy Light Technique. It had a very good effect on the dark energy in Hu Deshou's body. As soon as Zhang Yuze's energy entered Hu Deshou's body, it quickly captured the dark energy in his body. Presumably, this was from that black-robed man! However, as soon as Zhang Yuze's Holy Spirit Energy entered Hu Deshou's body, it immediately captured the dark energy in Hu Deshou's body. Now that trace of dark energy was helpless, and was instantly suppressed by Zhang Yuze's Holy Spirit Energy. Then it was instantly cleared away.

Half an hour later, Zhang Yuze withdrew his hand, but at this time, his expression was also a little tired. Although not much was spent, he was not as clear-headed as he used to be. Most of the time, he was simply using the strength used to kill a cow to kill a chicken. He wasted a lot of strength in vain. Moreover, Zhang Yuze's current strength was still a lot worse than when he was at his peak. After all, the heavy damage he suffered from the Great Demon God was too great. Even if the Treasure Mirror saved him at the last moment, it had only repaired his body in the past twenty years. To restore all his strength, there was indeed still a process to go through. Moreover, he had not yet recovered his memory at all.

Zhang Yuze took a few breaths, looked at Hu Deshou with a smile, and asked, "Senior, how are you now?"

Hu Deshou closed his eyes and felt for a moment, then nodded, looking at Zhang Yuze with some surprise and saying, "Ashui, how did you do it? I just felt a very pure energy enter my body. I have never felt this kind of energy before."

Zhang Yuze chuckled a few times, not knowing how to explain. In fact, even Zhang Yuze didn't know the origin of the energy in his body.

Nodding, Hu Deshou said solemnly to Zhang Yuze, "Although I couldn't force the dark energy in my body out just now, I could still clearly feel its existence. But now I can't feel it at all." Saying this, Hu Deshou looked at Zhang Yuze uncertainly and asked, "Could it really all be cleared out? I feel much lighter than just now."

Looking at Zhang Yuze, Hu Deshou suddenly sighed and said, "Seeing you, I suddenly remembered two seniors in our martial arts world, two peaks of martial arts that I still admire extremely."

Hearing Hu Deshou's words, not only Hu Ruihong, but even Zhang Yuze couldn't help but become curious. He stared blankly at Hu Deshou and asked curiously, "Senior, who are the seniors you are talking about?"

In Zhang Yuze's view, Hu Deshou was already sixty or seventy years old. He wondered what his seniors were like.

Seeing Zhang Yuze and Hu Ruihong looking at him with curious eyes, Hu Deshou smiled and said, "I think you should have heard of these two seniors."

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"Oh!" Zhang Yuze scratched his head. Now he couldn't remember anything. How could he remember any seniors!

However, listening to Hu Deshou's words, Hu Ruihong's expression already showed some understanding. Obviously, she also knew who her grandfather was talking about.

"The first one debuted more than forty years ago. When he became famous, I hadn't made a name for myself yet. But at that time, he was already at the height of his fame. He had countless battles, big and small, but the most shocking battle was the battle on the coast of Xiamen and Min. Although I didn't witness it in person, I can already imagine from the description of the bystanders how much sword light and shadow there was, how thrilling it was." Hu Deshou took a deep breath, squinting his old eyes, as if he was reminiscing about that great battle.

"Grandpa, are you talking about Senior Fallen God? I don't know how many times I've heard you say it since I was a child. My ears are almost calloused," Hu Ruihong said with a smile.

Hu Deshou smiled, looked at Hu Ruihong, shook his head, and said, "Although I don't know how many times I've said it, you still listen with relish every time, and I haven't seen you get tired of it."

Saying this, Hu Deshou sighed regretfully and said, "It's a pity that I have never met Senior Fallen God, otherwise I must ask him for advice. Maybe my martial arts path can make some progress!"

Zhang Yuze thought carefully, a little strangely. Although these two names seemed very unfamiliar to him, he didn't know why, but he had a feeling that this name seemed to have something to do with him. This made him feel a little confused in his heart.

After thinking hard for a long time, Zhang Yuze couldn't figure it out, then looked at Hu Deshou in front of him and asked, "Senior, the first one is the Fallen God, who is the second senior you admire?"

Seeing Hu Deshou so admire the first senior, Zhang Yuze couldn't help but want to know what kind of person the second senior that Hu Deshou respected was.