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"Master, I have already cultivated the last move of the Xuanbing Purple Fire Sword. ”

At the bottom of the deep valley, Jia Shu knelt in front of a white-haired old man and spoke.

"Not bad. The white-haired old man stroked his beard: "Your progress is faster than the teacher imagined." ”

"It's all thanks to Master's teachings, if it weren't for Master, Hou'er would have died. ”

"Hehe, I have been at the bottom of the valley for hundreds of years, and I am also very lonely, and I am trying to find someone to talk to, so you are here, you are here, and it can be regarded as the fate of God. ”

The white-haired old man stroked his beard and smiled: "Besides, you do have a relationship with the teacher, and the teacher was the same as you when he was young. ”

"If it weren't for the shattering of your dantian qi sea, with your previous state, even if you continue to cultivate, I'm afraid you won't be able to make any progress. ”

"You are born with the power of water and fire, and you have the power of water and fire in your body. And water and fire are different from other true elements, they restrain each other, and if they want to cultivate, they must go hand in hand. But your family didn't see it, they just said that you were born with Huo Yuan, and let you practice Huo Yuan Gongfa. At the beginning, there was nothing, but after a long time, the fire element was vigorous, and the anti-restraint of its own water element caused the yin and yang to be out of balance, causing your dantian meridians to gradually shrink. ”

"In the long run, naturally there is only one way to disperse, before your dantian is shattered, the whirlpool of the sea of qi has almost withered. If it is another year or two, then there will really be no power to return to heaven, and as a result, you will encounter an accident, your dantian will be broken, and your meridians and bones will be injured and damaged. On the contrary, it was reborn because of this, which can be described as a real broken and reborn. ”

"Now this is your true talent, in just two years, you have recovered from refining your body to cultivating in the original master realm, and then cultivating to the seventh level of the spirit realm, even if you have the guidance of your teacher, it can be regarded as extremely good. ”

"If you think now, this cliff can't stop you, the world is so big, you can go and break through. ”

A hint of hesitation flashed in Jia Xu's eyes, but he still shook his head.

"The master has the grace of reinvention for the master, and the apprentice should serve under the master's knees and take care of the master for the rest of his life, how can he abandon the master at this time. ”

The white-haired old man smiled: "You have this filial piety, which is also rare, so you can stay by the teacher's side for a few more years, there are still some things that the teacher has not taught you." ”

Jia Shu bowed his head: "Thank you, Master." ”

But at this time, in his heart, he remembered that smiling face again.

"Senior sister, I'm still alive, when I have enough strength to protect you, I will definitely come back to you!"

......

It's still the bottom of that deep valley.

"Hou'er, how many years have you been worshipping under your teacher?"

Compared with when he fell off the cliff, Jia Huo has grown a lot taller now, and the whole person has become more energetic.

"Back to Master, it's been five years. ”

"Five years. The old man smiled and said, "Time flies so fast, in the blink of an eye, you have grown so big, and you feel a lot older as a teacher." ”

"It's only been five years. Jia Shu bowed his head and said, "Master, as a powerhouse in the Holy Realm, still has endless time, and Hou'er will definitely work hard to cultivate and live up to Master's teachings." Master also asks for a good rest, so that the apprentices can do their filial piety for the Master. ”

The old man shook his head and said with a smile: "You are old as a teacher, but you are still young, get a son, go out for a walk." ”

"But ......"

"It's nothing, you have been with the teacher for five years at the bottom of this valley, and you are already very filial. There's no need to waste a lot of good time here, besides, cultivation is not something that can be fruitful by practicing hard work behind closed doors. ”

Jia Shu hesitated: "But the apprentice hasn't been able to fulfill his filial piety to the master." ”

The old man stroked his beard and smiled: "You also said that there is still endless time for the teacher, so what does it matter if you come back hundreds of years earlier and a few hundred years later to do your filial piety to the teacher? ”

"You are now a ninefold cultivator of the King Realm, and you are enough to protect yourself. Go ahead, go out for a walk, take a look, go through some experience, and the teacher can teach you everything. Use these things to go to the mainland and make a name for yourself and make a name for yourself, so that the teacher can also be happy. ”

Jia Shu hesitated again and again, and the old man's face was blank: "What's the matter? You can leave if the teacher asks you to go, and there is no submissive and indecisive apprentice under the teacher's seat." ”

Hearing this, Jia Shu finally stopped hesitating, tears overflowed in his eyes, and knelt down in front of the old man.

"Thank you Master for five years of teaching, there are indeed obstacles in your heart, and when you fulfill your wish, you will come back to fulfill your filial piety to Master. ”

......

The abyss that represented death could no longer stop Jia Xu, who was a powerhouse in the King Realm.

However, the deep valley at the bottom of this cliff seems to be just an ordinary valley, but it is actually a secret realm set up by the white-haired old man who is a powerhouse of the Holy Realm, and there is no second way to enter unless he jumps directly from the cliff.

This master of his own, with an earth-shattering cultivation, but he doesn't know for what reason, he lives in seclusion under this abyss and doesn't ask about the world.

After five years, he returned to his heart like an arrow, and he couldn't wait to return to the Broken Yuan Sect.

Of course, what made him remember was not Po Yuan Sect itself, but someone.

"Senior sister, I'm back!"

Jia Shu meditated in his heart and sped towards the station of the Broken Yuan Sect.

He has always kept in mind the promise to his senior sister, and he has never forgotten it, and the source of power for his desperate cultivation at the bottom of the dark valley is also this promise.

I am close to the edge of my dream and will not hesitate to give up everything, only the vow to you keeps me from sleeping.

"Senior sister, I didn't disappoint you! Now that I've become stronger, from now on, let me protect you!"

At the beginning, he was weak and humble, and he didn't dare to look directly at her, so he could only bury everything in his heart and wait silently.

After five years, he is back, and time has given him the courage to say everything in his heart when they meet again.

Are you okay?

When I come back, I will come back with a full body of brilliance, and you will never be separated when you are still there.

......

The sky is gloomy.

The dark clouds covered the blue sky and the white sun, and his state of mind was so engraved.

The pouring rain poured down, and the bean-sized raindrops hit him, drenching him from head to toe, but he didn't realize it.

He was on his knees, on his knees, and in front of him was a tombstone.

There are a few large letters written on the tombstone.

"The tomb of Cheng Qingqing, a disciple of the Broken Yuan Sect. ”

Jia Wei was silent, staring at the words, letting the rain fall on his face and down the corners of his eyes.

I can't tell whether it's tears or rain.

"Senior Sister ......"

Jia Shu muttered.

The rain soaked the vision, blurring everything, as if the surrounding scenery was just a dream, ready to shatter at any moment, just like Jia Yu was looking forward to at the moment.

However, this is not a dream.

It's a reality as cold and lonely as the ice and rain in winter.

I'm back, but where are you, who are waiting for me?

(End of chapter)

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