Chapter 4 The Journey

()'Oh my God! Zhou Tao, you are simply a genius. In just one week, I learned almost all of my kung fu. Although the power is not strong for the time being, it will definitely become a generation of grandmasters! "It's a pity that the owner of the pavilion at that time, Shui Fanyue, still underestimated me.

"The master praised it, it was the master who made a good hand." My face couldn't help but blush, and the relationship made me feel like home, and it was the first time I had wandered so far.

"Zhou Tao, it's no fun for you to stay with me any longer. Let's go out and explore. You can only get stronger by going out and training."

"But master, I'm just a low-level swordsman! "

"Back then, I was just an amateur swordsman and went out on a rampage! Hehe." Shui Fanyue was immersed in the memories of the past and smiled, "That's why I only have the strength of a high-level swordsman now.However, there are many people who are stronger than your master.I also see that your future achievements must be stronger than mine, and more than a little stronger.Okay, for your future, you will set off tomorrow!" "

Actually, I'm really happy to practice here, no one looks down on me, and no one orders me. Even if you ask me to do something, it's in a requesting tone. I felt the value of personality here for the first time and I really didn't want to go if I could.

"Master, don't be in such a hurry to go! "

The master also saw my thoughts and knew that I was nostalgic here: "Child, I can't bear you. I don't want to take it at the thought of you going to that sinister place at such a young age. However, now is the best time for your development, and I don't want you to hate me in the future! And sooner or later you're going to have to face the world! Listen to the master, go ahead! "

I couldn't refute when I heard the master say this: "Yes, master."

Late at night, I was lying in bed. Looking at the bright moon through the window. The mood rises and falls like the sea. Indeed, I did want to go out and fight as a teenager, and I could only avenge my mother if I got ahead. When I think of my mother, I can't help but feel sad and angry. Why did a good man like his mother die like this, in torment!

At a young age, I couldn't help but have the idea of rebelling against society, and this led to me being called a "hero" by the world in the future. However, on the negative side, I also got a bad temper because of this. But it also helped me succeed in some aspects of politics.

This night, I couldn't sleep in longing and reluctance

The next morning, I said goodbye to my master and left. The other brothers and sisters haven't gotten up yet.

"Zhou Tao, are you really not saying goodbye to them? "

"Well, I don't want to make it look like life and death."

"Well, I'm not forcing you. That's all the way."

"Yes. Goodbye, master. Precious."

And just like that, I only stayed for a week and left this place that brought me warmth. Can't I escape the fate of wandering?

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