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The voices outside were faintly heard in my ears, but there was nothing unusual!

Shopkeeper Zhou had a flash of inspiration, "Monk Heng, could it be ......"

"It's Master!"

Heng Jun happily ran out of the door.

In the courtyard, a figure stood impressively.

The white brocade robe rippled in the wind, and the ink-colored hair was as soft as satin, but it was simply tied up in a knot, and the silver silk clouds were like fairies.

Although it's just the back, it doesn't even move, but people can't take their eyes off it at a glance.

It's not too glamorous and beautiful, it's not too handsome, it's just a lazy feeling that you can feel just by looking at the back, but it seems that everything is under control.

This feeling is very familiar.

Because that's how the master feels for him.

Not to mention that the aura on Shizun's body seemed to tell him that the man in the white robe in front of him was Shizun.

Master respects him, has he really become a human?

Heng Jun felt that his heart was about to fly with a fast beat.

He knew that there were many people on this continent who had cultivated to become immortals for thousands of years, and he vaguely remembered that he had seen the situation of ascending to the Tao when he was young, when everything bowed down, thunder bursts, and thunderbolts were deafening. Then there was fairy music fluttering, colorful red clouds descended, and finally became immortals. It's just that whether you have seen it with your own eyes or heard of it before, you are all disciples of the five sects, and to put it more simply, all people who have become immortals and attained the Tao are people, and no beast has ever had the opportunity to become an immortal.

And now, although the master has not yet reached the point of becoming an immortal, if the master can transform into a human form during the day, wouldn't it be a stone's throw away from becoming an immortal?

Heng Jun held back his excitement and approached the figure he thought was his master.

At this moment, although the people who came and went in the courtyard also saw this scene, because they saw that the shopkeeper Zhou was behind Heng Jun, and the person who stood among the flowers but could only see the back was awe-inspiring, and they didn't dare to look sideways, so they left in a hurry.

Not only Heng Jun, but the shopkeeper Zhou who was following Heng Jun was also dumbfounded, he thought that this young Heng monk must have a powerful master, but he never thought that the master was so handsome and extraordinary. Just seeing the back made him, a person who is used to seeing all kinds of people, tremble and sweat on the top of his head.

Obviously, this "master" is by no means an ordinary person.

Shopkeeper Zhou covered the corners of his mouth and left.

For a while, there were only two of them in the hospital.

"Master!"

Heng Jun spoke, and only after he had spoken did he realize that his voice trembled violently.

The figure with his back to him didn't move, just nodded slightly, "Hmm! ”

Just this one word, Heng Jun can hear that it is his master.

Sure enough, it's really the master!

"Master ......"

Heng Jun opened his mouth urgently, he hadn't seen his master for eighty-one days, and he didn't know how many words he wanted to tell his master, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he listened to Shizun's faint opening, "Keep up-"

Then, Shizun turned into a light smoke in front of his eyes.

The mist was misty, but it was clear for him to see.

Heng Jun's eyes widened in shock, but he didn't hesitate for too long, he hurriedly followed, went out through the front gate, and squeezed into the crowd.

Shopkeeper Zhou, who was guarding the door, saw Heng Jun go out and raised his hand to say hello, but Heng Jun didn't look at him, and went out directly from him.

Although the pace was still slow, Shopkeeper Zhou could see that Heng Jun was in a hurry.

Where is this suddenly going?

Shopkeeper Zhou thought about it, turned around and went back to the courtyard.

The place where the handsome man in white had stayed in the courtyard was empty, as if no one had ever existed.

What about people?

Shopkeeper Zhou grabbed a little second who passed by, "Do you see a very noble person in a white robe walking out?" "Although I didn't see the appearance of Brother Heng's master, I just looked at the back and felt that Brother Heng's master was noble and respectful.

Xiao Er shook his head, "No! All I saw was the monk going out! ”

"Really?"

Shopkeeper Zhou sent Xiao Er away, and then looked at the empty and lonely flowers over there and scratched his head.

Could he have read it wrong......

Shopkeeper Zhou was confused, and the half of Hengjun stared at the light smoke that Shizun turned into, scurrying through the crowd, sweeping through the streets, and soon leaving the county seat.

The more crowded the county is in different counties, and the farther away the road outside the county is from the county seat, the fewer people there are.

"Master, where are you taking me?"

Heng Jun looked at the figure around him and shouted.

The light smoke in front of it did not stop, but it was faster again.

Heng Jun took a breath and flew to follow.

Although the art of the sword is fast, he can't tell when he can see people here, and it is definitely not a place for him to use it.

And it didn't take long for Hengjun to move forward, and he saw the vitality of the rolling.

Heng Jun's gaze froze, there was a fight there.

And with the power of that vitality, it seems that there is a disciple of his Imperial Sea Sect.

Heng Jun's figure quickly rushed over again.

***

The breath of slaughter surged.

The staggered flowers swayed in the wind, and the blood droplets splashed red at first.

The pain was suppressed, and the vitality was fluctuating.

The figure was in the barrier under the vitality cover, and the blood spurted out of Zhou Huaming's mouth, and he staggered and fell.

In the blurred vision, the five people in Tsing Yi looked at him coldly, as if they were looking at a corpse.

Yes, if he hadn't hidden his strength at the beginning, he would have been a corpse in front of them now, but even so, he could only barely survive to this point. So now he is certain to die?

Zhou Huaming's body was full of vitality, and he went straight to his own sea.

The sea of knots was broken, and he returned with the enemy.

Even if he fought for his life, he must not let himself die in vain.

The faces of the five remained unchanged, and they reached out and grabbed him.

Zhou Huaming sneered, just waiting for the vitality around his body to burst...... But the vitality was agitated, and he paused near the sea of tricks, and he couldn't move forward a little more than half a step. I can't even move myself.

Could it be that he can only die here?

Zhou Huaming wanted to close his eyes and wait for death to come, but his dignity as a disciple of the sect made him have to look at them with wide eyes and watch them kill him. Even if he knew that he would not turn a blind eye to death, he would not let these people have the slightest change of color, and he still had to maintain the last bit of face in his sect.

The sharp vitality pierced his clothes, and Zhou Huaming felt the wounds on his body emerging again. And just then, a voice passed through his eardrums.

"Stop--"

Is anyone coming?

Zhou Huaming opened his eyes vigorously, and a figure seemed to really pop out of his sight.

…… Who is it?