Transcending the Nine Heavens

Chapter 555: The Master Apprentice [Chapter 7!

On the mountain wall of the cave, there is a poem, dragon flying phoenix dance, iron painting silver hook, but it is very slightly spilled off. At first glance, it's Meng Chao's handwriting.

“In the early morning of the dew,

Unfortunately, the heavens meet the earth and the earth.

And cut off the nine heavens and the night,

The Lord of Life and Death in Arms! ”

Next, Meng Chao wrote to Chuyang: “Chuyang, you are a steady person. Everything can be thought through thoroughly. I can assure you that I will give you the conversation for the master.

Take care of your brother, you'll live anyway!

After taking care of you for so many years, you've all grown up. The teacher also needs to relax and play with the water on the mountain. None of you are ordinary people, destined to be extraordinary for life, let alone permanently sheltered as teachers. If a young hawk is to fight the long skies, it must first fall from a thousand cliffs; if a stubborn stone is to turn into a beautiful jade, it must suffer millions of times!

Waiting for the master to show you the great colors, the famous news of the Nine Heavens!

Then, wherever you are, you must be drunk with a smile!

Boys always have a lot of work to do and a lot of responsibilities to take on in their lifetime. Life and death cannot let go. And to face it alone, even if the road ahead is cut off, you can't regret it.

Go for the master, don't look for me. ”

Meng superb message, just like himself, gently spilled off, does not chew words. Straight to the point. Even if you talk about it, you can see it clearly.

Chu Yangzhu was in front of the stone wall. All of a sudden there was a thick tingle in my heart, and it burst into my mind.

Master is gone?

This time, Master is really gone. Last time, Meng couldn't leave because he was stuck with him, but this time, for both apprentices, Meng was extremely relieved.

Meng was more relieved when Chu Yang watched the conversation.

So he goes, he's going to do what he's always wanted to do, but he's never been able to do it, he hasn't done it.

“Master... you can't!” Chu Yang ran out and looked anxious: “Talk... I can't support him!” The mountains were silent and there was no response.

Chuyang naturally knows what Meng Chao is going to do. He must be looking for the early morning, or, to find a dream in his heart! But... Meng is now extremely weak compared to the Night Home, although he is already royal!

How could he do that?

If he did go, would he be dead?

Chuyang shouted and came up with countless reasons. But... Meng has never heard back. Or he has left the place and has come a long way...

For a long time, Chu Yang sat down in the snow. Mumbled: “Master, take care!” He punched hard on the ground, suddenly surrounded by a snowy shock, biting his teeth: “If you suffer any harm, I will raze the night home to the ground, and the chicken dogs will not stay! ”

Meng's superlative message, seemingly bland, was resolute, and showed the idea that the matter should be faced independently and that no one else should be allowed to interfere. Chuyang respected his master and would not intervene, but he could not fail to worry.

Talk awakened by his scream, rushed out of the hole, saw Meng suddenly left a letter, stood still for half a minute, suddenly crying out loud...

In the dense snow.

Meng is overwhelmed with snow-dyed snow white with the same look as the heavens and earth. Stand quietly at the top of the mountain.

Listen to Chuyang shout in the snow and wind, talk about crying, hidden coming. Meng smiled super faintly, the corner of his eyes, but also hidden a little crystal flashing.

“My apprentice, take care of yourselves. Live!” Meng went above and beyond silently: “As I said in my message, a man has a lot of responsibilities and has to shoulder them all his life! There are so many things to do! ”

His eyes became deep, filled with thoughts, his head slowly raised, looking at the distant sky... that direction was the entrance to the last three days!

“In the beginning, I'm coming.” Meng was super low, feeling his heart trembling slightly, muttering: “... are you all right? ”

He finally looked deeply into the cave and mumbled: "You two… although I do not ask, you are my apprentices, can I not understand you? In view of all this, Chuyang, the swordsman of the Nine Robberies of this life, talked about and was a man of the Holy Nation; every man had his own affair. If I'm with you again, it's not only a drag, it's a strain. ”

“I can't believe that Meng has received three disciples in his life, the big disciple is a traitor, the second disciple is the master of the Nine Robberies Sword, and the third disciple is actually a figure in the Holy Nation... each one is not a lifetime of waiting. I'm really lucky. ”

Meng laughed ridiculously.

“In life, there can be two such apprentices. How can my husband ask for it?! ”

Meng resolutely turned around and walked forward with great strides, large sleeves flying, in a floating shape, lonely and dazzling, lonely and transcendent, slowly disappearing into the snow. Heavy snow slowly covered his tracks; much less turned back.

This master, he didn't say anything, but he will see everything clearly. His half-life energy raised two disciples, but when they grew up, he chose to float away.

Seems irresponsible no longer, but his departure is just the deepest responsibility!

The road is on its own!

You all have your own way!

Me too!

Meng suddenly left...

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“Master left...” The conversation suddenly lost, like suddenly losing one's reliance, leaving one's parents, there is actually a pain of bone splitting.

“And I'm with you. Talk, you have to cheer up, don't let Master down.” Chuyang consoled.

“Yeah... and you...” Talking confused eyes turned back, looking at Chuyang's face, suddenly haha laughed, suddenly turned a heel: “Yeah, follow Master, he won't let me look in the mirror, won't shock me, won't let me exaggerate myself, won't let me compare to others... even sometimes don't let me talk... now is good! Chuyang, do you think I'm handsome? ”

“Handsome! Handsome as shit.” Chuyang had a black line. It's the biggest mistake I've ever made to feel comfortable with such a heartless cargo!

“Bullshit!” When I thought about it, I was shocked. “Now what? Now, are you handsome? ”

Chuyang looked at the cheerful face and sighed powerlessly: “Handsome! Now he's handsome! ”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa." ”As he was busy, he pulled out a small mirror, took a right shot on the left, and threw a glamorous eye at the mirror.

Chu Yang wanted to cry, deeply lowered his head, and his voice was dull: “Even more handsome! ”

“Wow... now?” Another posture.

Chu Yang collapsed...

If Meng was here, he would surely hold Chuyang's hand, tearful words: “Chuyang, now you finally understand my pain...”

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In the next few days, Chuyang peace talks fluctuated in the east. He fought wildly for the spiritual beast and hunted the kernel; he robbed people from all over the world and frantically consolidated his existing strength.

In the far north wilderness, there was a bloody fog.

Because it's not just these two, it's four people, who are fighting crazy; in the Far North, six fighting lunatics, six crazy robbers!

Everyone wears a mask of the same size!

Heavenly Garrison!

Now, even in an empty place like the Far North Wilderness, it has reached the point where everyone's voice is crawling. There are already many people who have taken refuge and are ready to withdraw. There are also many people who run when they see a mask.

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Neither of them knew what was going on. They actually joined the heavenly soldier's palace, wearing a mask, but revealed their identity. When they saw someone rush up like a mad dog, they did everything they could to rob them!

And fight to be fearless!

Extremely tough!

This makes a lot of people who have already heard a lot of mumbling in their hearts: this... doesn't look alike. I hear they're both slippery. How can they be so brave?

Besides, there are two Sword Kings and one Knife King in Heavenly Soldier's Palace!

These three are the hardest to deal with; especially the two Sword Kings, who are sometimes attacked without knowing what's going on.

The Knife King is better, but it strikes more at human self-esteem!

Because this knife master has no worries at all. Whether you are a group of three, five, or dozens of people, he stood in front of you with a big knife!

Then beat you with absolute strength, with the power to destroy and drag you down!

This is better than being attacked in secret. At least there is a reason to comfort yourself...

The most silent thing is a lunatic!

This lunatic can't be measured by common sense - he's not only going to rob, he's going to feed! He can chase you all the way out when you just hit another beast and rob it again!

And then he has another way: what smells on you, and when there's really no oil left, he comes back for another robbery. If you still have nothing, all the ancestors who can be scolded by him will jump in the coffin...

Anyone who has been robbed more than three times by this madman has left the Far North Wilderness with tears.

Killing me... it's not that hard.

This maniac also has a feature: if he meets a master and the difference between the two is not so great... then the master is bleeding!

He is the throne himself, and nine pints. Higher than him, only a pint and two pints of the throne, and higher... this guy slips faster than a rabbit!

But for these masters, who are only slightly taller than him, he not only wants to fight, but also sticks to you with a dead face. And this guy is thick, even if a pint of the throne beat him, his throne could be repaired if nothing happened. Ouch, then fart and nothing happened.

… (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)