Legend of the Cultivation God

The 701th teacher and apprentice

Looking at Master's steady appearance, Zhang Xiaohu felt a pain in his heart. He steadily walked to the side of the field and stood still. He also looked quietly and did not speak. He knows that if he is going to kill the door, don't say that he is standing at the edge of the field, that is, he has just walked to the door of the small courtyard, Wen Wenhai can hear his footsteps!

Only Wen Wenhai Dantian is now broken by the masters of the Zhengdao League. The whole body is exhausted. Although the foundation of practicing martial arts is still there, farming and punching are the same as ordinary people. It is to follow people, as long as they do not use internal forces, three or five people. Still not an opponent, but this is still a world apart from the previous martial arts high-powered Wen Daxia.

Fortunately, Wen Wenhai and Zhang Xiaohu can be taught by the apprentice, which is much better than the decadence of others!

"Is there anything?" Seeing the people who didn't talk, Wen Wenhai was very surprised and looked up.

"Master~" Zhang Xiaohu saw Wen Wenhai look back. It is a pair of eyes that are somewhat godless. It is quite strange when I first started. I immediately knew that the news that I was buried in the wolf was against the Master. Wet, take the first few steps, whisper: "I am back!"

"Little Tiger???" Wen Wenhai was really surprised. First, blinking, seeing clearly, is to throw the tap on the ground, take a few steps, and slow down, and walk and say: "How are you now? come back?"

Zhang Xiaohu smiled and said: "Let Master worry, this is a wolf group. If you don't have a life, you can just have some changes, and you will escape."

Where Wen Wenhai would think about the reason, went to Zhang Xiaohu's face, looked up and down, reached out and patted his shoulder and said: "Well, can come back, there is no trauma, internal injury? Your master can't see now. Out."

"Everything is normal, Master, and..." Half of the words, some hesitate.

Wen Wenhai smiled and said: "And what?"

"Oh, Master, the disciples have another chance in the valley, and there are some breakthroughs in the internal training."

“Really?” Wen Wenhai was even more surprised, and then smiled: “It’s Tianxing’s sorrow, let me know how to send the spirit of the town’s gods. This life and death crisis can really train people, you have been At the beginning of the letter, the cultivation of 缥缈 缥缈 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修After the blessing, there are some breakthroughs. Hey, Xiaohu, I hope that you will continue to work harder and let others see the true strength of my sectarian disciples!"

Wen Wenhai is now completely ruined, and the enthusiasm for revitalizing the enthusiasm is all on Zhang Xiaohu's body, and the difference between the two is not too big. Wen Wenhai not only regards Zhang Xiaohu as an apprentice, but also regards him as a heart. The friend's view, watching Zhang Xiaohu's growth, is almost to see his own wishes slowly realized. I have seen Zhang Xiaohu’s martial arts before, but I’m a little worse than my disciples. I’m always awkward in my heart. Now I’m listening to Zhang Xiaohu’s martial arts. I’m sure that it’s a small gap with other disciples. Of course, I feel comfortable and encourage Zhang Xiaohu to make persistent efforts. I have never thought that Zhang Xiaohu’s current internal training is higher than that of Zhao Jian, the first disciple of the second generation of the ancestral hall!

Zhang Xiaohu has been adjusting interest rates, trying to grasp the internal forces that he has obtained from the plains. He saw some misunderstandings from Master and did not explain them. These things are still waiting for the future practice, and slowly telling them. As for the encounter with Zhang Xiaohua, Zhang Xiaohu and Changge and Chen Chen had already discussed on the way back. Zhang Xiaohua has now changed his name to Ren Xiaoyao. It is far away from Tianmu Peak and there is no intersection with the temple. It may not be in the future. It can be seen, and the ancestral hall is now rumored to teach the identity of the scent, so that Zhang Xiaohua has a connection with the ancestral hall, not necessarily a good thing, they also agreed to conceal, so Zhang Xiaohu did not intend to tell Wen Wenhai.

At this time, Wen Wenhai thought of something again and asked: "Who else in the hall is out of danger with you?"

Zhang Xiaohu sinks his face and said: "Only the long song sister and Chen Chen Shimei came out with me, other disciples... Although I didn't see them swallowed by the wolves, when they came out, it was already the Grand Canyon. The last moment, presumably... can't come back anymore."

"唉~" Wen Wenhai has some nerves and hurts, saying: "God makes it, in order to pick up the herbs, it will not be worth it. It is not worth it."

Zhang Xiaohu smiled and said: "Fortunately, the disciple brought the rare herbs of the four carriages, and perhaps found the grass that repaired Dantian!"

Wen Wenhai’s eyes lit up and then went out. He chuckled: “I have never heard of internal power being abolished, but I can also repair it. You can’t comfort Master, and if you can find this kind of spirit grass, Can we let us into the valley?"

Zhang Xiaohu was somewhat reluctant to ask: "Is there nothing wrong with it?"

Shaking his head, Wen Wenhai said: "No hope, Xiaohu, don't expect it any more. Unless..."

Saying, Wen Wenhai is more self-deprecating: "Forget it, don't say it, it's all without a shadow!"

Zhang Xiaohu hurriedly said: "Speak, Master, let the disciples know what they are, what if they can meet?"

“How is it possible?” Wen Wenhai looked at the disciple who was half ahead higher than himself. He smiled and said: “That’s all in the legend, and it was said when the teacher was listening to the story of the European gang.”

Speaking of this, it seems that I don't want to talk about this topic again. Look at the side and say: "Yes, Changge and Chen Chen are also coming back. It is estimated that you are not sure about Xue Shishu. These two little girls have a very close relationship with her. Yes, when you hear that you can't come back, she is also really sad. You can tell her, oh, and, the best martial arts Xia Zihe, can't come back?"

Zhang Xiaohu knows Master's heart, and things that cannot be realized are generally not expected. I fear that the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. Now, talking about the work of restoring internal strength is simply a fantasy, and Wen Wenhai certainly does not want to say more. So, he nodded: "Yes, Master, Xia Shijie I have never seen it since the wolves, it is estimated that there are more fierce!"

"Hey, the talents are dying, and the Ming Cuitang instinctively supports it. Now, it’s also a loss of the soldiers. If you forget, let’s go, let’s talk to you, Xue Shishu, hurry and rest, everything will be said later.”

Zhang Xiaohu lost his smile: "Master, don't you go with me? Are you more happy with Xue Shishu?"

"Go ahead, are you still poor?" Wen Wenhai smiled.

After Zhang Xiaohu took the ceremony, he went out of the courtyard. Wen Wenhai turned to look at the other direction, thinking thoughtfully. Then he sighed deeply, and went to the field, picked up the **** and concentrated on his work!

The night was getting darker, and the ancestral hall on the beginning of the letter was a bit of joy. After all, the return of the three disciples, as well as the cherished herbs of the four carriages, diluted the shackles of the decade.

However, an exquisite small courtyard, a man with a wind and jade, is walking around in the room. The look on his face is very anxious. It is the highest disciple of the martial arts, Zhao Jian!

I saw Zhao Jian’s eyes blinking and his fingers waving irregularly. It really showed the anxiety in his heart. After a long time, Zhao Jian suddenly stopped and looked at the dark night. He bit his teeth and seemed to make a decision. Turning around, I walked out of the hut and whispered in my mouth. The words were: "The amount is not a gentleman, no poison, no husband!"

It was still the lodge last night. Zhong Zhongtang’s owner was sitting in a chair and holding a book with a gusto look. He heard a disciple’s accusation, and Zhong Zhongtang’s lord sighed, and immediately became a pair of looks. Put down, swing your hand and let people in.

It was Zhao Jian who came in. At this time, he had a well-thought-out look, and his face was faintly blushing.

I saw Zhao Jian, Zhong Zitang, the host smiled and said: "Zhao Jian, you don't take a rest in the house, or visit him at Zhang Xiaohu. Looking for me at this time, is there something important?"

Zhao Jian was in court and said: "Zhang Shidi can bring two disciples and four carriages of spirit grass, and rescued a Tuodantang disciple, and an inner disciple, Enron returned to Shixinfeng, must be It is the exhaustion of exhaustion, the extreme of fatigue, that is, the main lord is also a lot of rest. Where can the disciples disturb him? Besides, Zhang Shidi has made such great achievements, and his position in the church will certainly rise in the future, and the disciples can not go freely in the future. I have seen it."

Zhong Zhongtang looked at Zhao Jian with great interest and smiled: "Zhang Xiaohu can make this great effort, but he is lucky, you are also ignoring him. His martial arts is far worse than you, even if the master wants Reuse, that is not comparable to you."

Zhao Jian listened and smiled on his face. He said: "Where Zhong Zhongtang said, Zhang Shidi can make this great effort. I am a brother, and my heart is happy. After all, those herbs are also led by disciples. Come back, it’s better to throw it in the Grand Canyon. How can it be awkward?”

Zhong Zhongtang smiled and didn't talk anymore.

Zhao Jian continued: "And, the vice-president of Zhong Zhongtang is also extremely right. Zhang Shidi was a half-way monk. When he was 18 years old, he went to the lower door of Wen Shishu to practice internal strength. This is all too late. Although the disciples expect him to The martial arts advances, helping me to revitalize the temple, but it is also the moon in the mirror. Just..."

Speaking of this, Zhao Jian hesitated.

"Just what..." Zhong Zitang was a little strange.

"Just if Yang Tang insists on reusing it and wants to contain the disciples, perhaps the disciples can help Xu Xiaotang's masters."

Xu Xiangtang’s master smiled and said: “I just thought about this matter. It’s just that Zhang Xiaohu made this great effort. Yang Tang mainly used him. It’s also a boost, what can you do?”

"Otherwise!" Zhao Jian shook his head. "Don't Xu Xiangtang think that Zhang Xiaohu's martial arts and insights, how can he do so much incredible things?"