Chapter 515: The love between master and apprentice is deep

Duan Mingxiao let out a long sigh, and gently put his hand on the dark power, and scenes emerged. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The familiar scene, the woods, the peach blossoms, the rivers, the mountains, and the old man sitting on the stone chair drinking by himself, Duan Mingxiao was stunned at first, but quickly reflected it.

"Ming Xiao! are you back?"

The old man half-squinted, and after seeing Duan Mingxiao, he said happily.

"Well, Master, I'm back. ”

Duan Mingxiao said with a smile, he couldn't help but feel some tears in his eyes, today's master is even older than when he was separated, with white hair and white beard, a white dress with a little dust, a wine gourd never leaves his hand, and the wrinkles on his face are squeezed together, but he can still see that he should be very handsome when he is young.

"What's the outside world like?"

The old man asked Duan Mingxiao, with a look of concern on his face.

"Outside, there's everything I've never seen before, there's everything I've never experienced, and there's everything I've never cherished so much. ”

Duan Mingxiao showed a look of reminiscence, and said lightly, the old man looked at Duan Mingxiao's appearance, a smile appeared on the old man's face, and he poured a pot of wine suddenly, and the wine slid down the old man's face and fell on his clothes, but he didn't care.

"Ming Xiao, you have grown up, you have seen the outside world, the master is also old, and there is nothing to teach you, in the end, the master will teach you one more thing. ”

The old man put the wine gourd on the stone table, stood up, and said to Duan Mingxiao.

"Master, please speak. ”

Duan Mingxiao said respectfully.

"The world, is the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, adhering to the will of heaven and earth to conceive and born, everything here, is the masterpiece of God, we human beings, is also created by God, but now, the sky is old, no longer the once just God, human greed, the internal strife of the demon race, the ambition of the demons, the determination of the underworld, so that the world has lost its original appearance, the prosperous era of the coexistence of all races is no longer there, another catastrophe is coming, what you have to do is to make the world, restore the way it once was. ”

"So, as a teacher, I want to teach you how to be a strong person. ”

The old man waved his sleeves, and an invisible kingly momentum spread, Duan Mingxiao was stunned for a moment, and then reflected.

"Master, although I didn't expect it, but now that I have told it, the disciples should keep their mouths shut. ”

Duan Mingxiao bowed down to the old man, and then stood up and looked at the old man in front of him.

"It seems that you already know my identity, so I won't hide it, as you guessed, the name of the teacher is Hong Qiong, that is, the Hong Demon back then, who created countless people who killed the demons. ”

Hong Qiong said lightly, although Duan Mingxiao vaguely guessed, he still opened his mouth involuntarily, shocked.

"Then why did Master live in seclusion here?"

Duan Mingxiao asked curiously.

"The teacher has created countless kills, and then fell in love with a woman of the human race, she is the holy daughter of the human race, and her status is noble, and I am a demon who has killed many people, and I feel that I am not worthy of her, but I still silently protect her. ”

"Ever since I knew that I had fallen in love with the Holy Maiden, I put down the heavy ruler that my master had built for me, cultivated my self-cultivation, and slowly restrained my killing intent, and then I began to get close to her. ”

"In this way, it is more than ten years, I have had a lot of stories with the Holy Maiden, cultivating together, eating together, fighting with the underworld together, and breaking through the Xuantian together, these ten years are my happiest time. ”

"It's a pity, the beautiful story finally came to an end, my identity was recognized, although the saint had already married me, but in order not to let the saint be implicated, I left alone, incognito, but one day, suddenly heard the news that the saint was heavily poisoned, I went crazy to search, searched the entire Xuantian, did not find the figure of the saint, and finally when I came back, I only saw a tombstone, with six words written on it, the tomb of the saint of the human race. ”

"I knelt in front of the tombstone, kneeling for seven years, my whole body cultivation regressed one after another, and when I left, I was already a warrior in the Spirit King Realm, I was bullied, ridiculed, and the human race regarded me as an enemy, hunted down, poisoned, and did everything, but I knew that the saint's favorite thing was my unruly character, and I knew that I needed someone to inherit my mantle, not repeat my mistakes. ”

"That year, you were still in your infancy, crying alone in the peach blossom forest, and at that time, it was the fifteenth year of my seclusion here, I talked about your adoption, raised you, watching your growth, my heart, it seems to have sustenance. ”

"You grew up very fast, you started to practice martial arts with me at the age of seven, you entered the realm of forging at the age of eight, you forged the body nine times at the age of nine, and at the age of ten, you reached the realm that many martial artists have not yet come into contact with. ”

"I know, you are a genius, but I don't know why you were abandoned there alone, you didn't mention your parents, although occasionally you secretly cry, but I know that you are a strong child, your personality is similar to me, you always call me Master, but you are like my child, sticking to me, accompanying me, talking to me, drinking with me, drunkenly chanting poetry in the peach forest, maybe, if we were the same age, you would be my best brother. ”

Hong Qiong said this, the smile on his face became more and more intense, Duan Mingxiao knew that the proudest thing about the master was to accept such an apprentice as himself, the martial arts entry can be called against the sky, and he was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but he didn't understand the things of the world, so he left the master and broke into the Xuantian story.

"Master, do you regret letting me go?"

Duan Mingxiao said towards Hong Qiong.

"Why do you regret it? I never regret your departure, I know that the young eagle spreads its wings and will soar between the heavens and the earth, I can't let you accompany me for a lifetime, but I said, this is your home, when you are tired, tired, even if you cause a disaster, I will help you settle it, because this is your home. ”

Hong Qiong said with a smile, gently touching Duan Mingxiao's head, doting on him, as if he saw a child who had been away from home for a long time, and suddenly stood in front of him.

Duan Mingxiao's eyes couldn't help but moisten, Master, was the first person to make him feel so warm, family, friends, and brothers, between the two, it had already surpassed the friendship between master and apprentice, and it had grown up with Duan Mingxiao for so long.

"Master, thank you, I know, everything you do, I will continue. ”

Duan Mingxiao said with a smile, seriously clenched his fist towards Hong Qiong, bowed ninety degrees, then stood up, silently looked at the old man in front of him, and then, the furious sword intent instantly tore everything apart, and returned to the previous space of the Tower of Babel.