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The young man, dressed in brown coarse linen clothes, held a rabbit that was still jumping around, and smiled, "I'll eat you today." Don't struggle, Uncle Ben is your blessing to eat you, and you're not happy. As he spoke, he picked up the rabbit and walked to the garden not far from the mountain.

The garden is called Bamboo Garden, and when you look at the garden, all the surrounding areas of the garden are wrapped in blue and ink-colored pillars, and you can't see a trace of the scene in the garden.

"Open the door, I'm back." The boy shouted at the top of his voice.

Originally, with this young man's temperament, he wouldn't call the door so honestly, but he still remembered that last time he wanted to fly into the garden, before his feet could stand firmly, a few meteor darts shot at the young man's immature face, fortunately he reacted quickly, otherwise he would have been buried outside the bamboo garden.

At this time, the door of the bamboo garden opened, and a young man in a white robe stood straight at the door. Said; "Yunliu, Master called you."

A serious expression with a serious tone made Yunliu say helplessly; "Senior brother, you said that you are a little more handsome than me, if you can have a richer expression, maybe you can be as handsome as me, don't keep a straight face all day."

Yunliu's senior brother is called Ke Cheng, because he is three years older than Yunliu and a little taller than Yunliu, Ke Cheng is indeed handsome, and his face seems to be carved by a skilled craftsman, with clear lines. Compared with Yunliu's childishness, Ke Cheng seems much calmer.

Kecheng Zhengsedao; "Master called you".

A solemn gaze hit Yunliu. Yunliu hurriedly replied; "Okay, I'll go right away". Although this senior brother looks like a piece of wood, it is not ambiguous to teach people. I still remember the last time Yunliu ran into Ke Cheng's study and disturbed Ke Cheng, who was painting, he was beaten up. It's no wonder that Yunliu only lives in the bamboo garden of Nuoda, there are only 3 masters and apprentices, how can Yunliu endure it? Speaking of which, this Kecheng is not bad for Yunliu, when it is cold, he will put away the clothes to be added in advance, and he will secretly send food to Yunliu when he is locked up by the master. It's just that he usually talks with a straight face, and he won't play with Yunliu. Maybe it's because of your personality.

Yunliu trotted all the way to the front of the master's court in a blink of an eye, and there were still twenty-eight steps in front of the court. Yunliu straightened his clothes at the bottom of the steps, wiped his sweat again, got himself in order, and walked up step by step. Yunliu wondered if he had done something unhappy with Master again, and remembered that he had eaten Master's pigeon last time and was imprisoned for a month. The cave was cold and you couldn't see your fingers, and sometimes you could hear the sound of a beast, very low, as if it were close at hand. It was terrifying for a Yunliu who was only thirteen years old at the time.

At this time, Yunliu was already standing in front of the master's door, Yunliu breathed a long sigh of relief, and was about to knock on the door, when a powerful voice came from inside; "Yunliu, come in."

Yunliu hurriedly pushed the wooden door in. "Meet Master," he said without his usual playful tone.

"Well, you've practiced the Imperial Heart Technique to a few levels." "The apprentice is not talented, only the sixth level has been learned".

Yunliu replied. "Sixth floor, it's time". Yunliu's master, Gong Cheng, looked out the door and said. Yunliu secretly raised his head to look at his master's face full of vicissitudes, his hair and beard had turned gray, and his eyes seemed to be thinking about something in the distance. "Master's words, the disciples don't understand."

What does it mean that the time is up? It's also confusing. After calling Master a few times, Gong Cheng reacted. Gong Cheng, who is fifty-two years old this year, looked at the young man below and looked at it with a complicated gaze. There is reluctance, expectation, or regret. Thinking of this, Gong Chengchang sighed and said: "Liuzhou, I have a close friend for the teacher, here is a letter here, you can send it to the teacher."

As he spoke, he took out a rectangular black box and handed it to Yunliu, glanced at Yunliu and continued; "This letter is very important, others can't read it, you are innocent and pure-hearted, and you grew up in Lingdao since you were a child and are isolated from the outside world. Nowadays, the rivers and lakes are not constrained by the three major sects, and they are even more sinister. This trip to the island is not just as simple as sending letters, you also have to learn how to survive in the rivers and lakes, how to stand in the rivers and lakes. The martial arts taught to you by the teacher are only superficial martial arts, which can only protect you from being bullied by ordinary people.

"In vain understand". Yunliu replied.

"You're fifteen years old." Before Yunliu could respond, Gong Cheng continued; "At the age of fifteen, you should be sensible, and there are many things to bear on your own in the future..... Speaking of this, Gong Chengyi glanced at Yunliu in a daze, as if he was afraid that he would hear something. Yunliu also felt that the master was strange today, such as what the master said just now about learning to survive and gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes, and learning to bear it alone, which made Yunliu feel confused. "Come with the teacher".

After speaking, Yunliu followed behind the master, only to see the master walk to the glass black gold vase with a turn of luck, and in an instant, he changed the world, this is no longer a study filled with the fragrance of ink, Yunliu was surprised by the scenery in front of him, which is much better than the scenery outside Lingdao, "Master this"? "A place for teachers to cultivate," Gong Cheng said lightly.

Master will really enjoy it, Yunliu said in his heart. "Walk along this road, there is a wooden house, the things you need for travel have been prepared for you in the house, and you can set off as soon as you are ready." Gong Cheng wanted to say something but stopped.

"Be careful all the way". Gong Cheng turned around and wanted to leave.

"Master"! Yunliu wanted to say something but stopped, and finally only said four simple words such as taking care of your body.

"I'll tell you about it." Gong Cheng closed the secret door by luck and disappeared into Yunliu's eyes, Yunliu wanted to say something, but when he saw the master's eyes with tears, he didn't mention it again. Yunliu knew that once he went, he was afraid that he would never be able to return to Lingdao.

'Learn how to gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes and learn to bear alone'. In the bamboo garden, Ke Cheng asked; "Master, is the junior brother already gone?"

Gong Cheng looked at the glass vase as if he was looking at Yunliu and said, "That's his fate."

On the secret door road, Yunliu put his hands behind his back, swaying slowly, after all, he has lived for more than ten years, and Yunliu cherishes every step he takes, so it is very slow. Yunliu thought that he might not be able to come back in the future anyway, so it was better to leave something behind. As he spoke, Yunliu flashed his spirit, and he pulled out the dagger he was carrying, and his luck quickly returned to him. In a few breaths, he arrived at the place where the master gave him, and there was a little Tan here, and Tan had a huge stone tablet in the middle, as if this stone tablet had been a long time, and the dust on it had adhered a little firmly. Yunliu washed it with pool water, only to find that the stone tablet was impressively engraved with "Flowing Fire Palace". Yunliu paused, didn't think of anything, and went around to the back and wrote "Yunliu heroes come here to visit".

After writing about self-appreciation, I got back on the road. A path he couldn't have imagined on his own.