Chapter 7: Where Did Grandma Go?

Master Divine Turtle didn't elaborate on it at first, but now that he said it, it really surprised Han Bing.

Han Bing couldn't help but ask: "How can two ordinary people survive in the Nine Cliffs, what is their origin?"

Master Divine Turtle was obviously a little impatient: "I said a long time ago that my cultivation is not very high, and my spiritual sense can only detect the present, not the past and the future. ”

Cold sweat was oozing from Han Bing's forehead: "The disciple has too many mouths...... The disciple talked a lot......"

Master Divine Turtle sighed again, and his voice softened: "You want to know, in fact, I'm just like you, and I want to know!"

Han Bing was submissive, and he didn't even dare to ask a word.

Master Divine Turtle suddenly said leisurely: "You are determined to win the magic sword, the key depends on whether you have the courage to go to the Nine Cliffs?"

Han Bing said: "The disciple's cultivation is shallow, how can he have the ability to go to the Nine Cliffs!"

The Divine Turtle Master sneered, "Don't you even dare to try?"

Han Bing's voice was extremely respectful: "The disciple doesn't dare to try, because the disciple doesn't want to die yet!"

Master Divine Turtle sighed deeply again: "General Han can speak from his heart, and my old turtle is very grateful. ”

Han Bing said: "In front of the master, how dare the disciple say half a word!"

Master Divine Tortoise suddenly asked, "You keep calling yourself a disciple...... Would you like to worship me as a teacher?"

Han Bing was flattered, and hurriedly bowed to the ground: "The teacher is above, the disciple Han Bing kowtowed to you!" As he spoke, he kowtowed three times in a row.

The Turtle Master laughed.

The huge yellow curtain suddenly opened, and the Divine Turtle Master was already standing in front of the cold ice. The master of the turtle is too tall, and the turtle head is human.

Although Han Bing had been mentally prepared, he was still startled.

Master Divine Turtle smiled: "Even your prince Zhao Wei has not seen my true body, this is your luck." ”

Han Bing knelt on the ground again: "The divine power of the teacher is the honor of the disciple!"

Master Divine Tortoise helped Han Bing up, and suddenly said: "If the master is not mistaken, this armor of yours is a high-grade defensive magic weapon, although it is a high-quality product, but if you meet a real master, it will still not work at all." As he spoke, he turned slowly, and the void beckoned.

The brightly lit hall suddenly darkened, and a jet-black black coat slowly floated from nowhere.

Master Divine Turtle stretched out his hand to catch it, and said slowly: "This is a defensive superlative spiritual weapon, and it is a gift from the master to you!"

Han Bing's eyes widened: "The best spirit weapon is a god-like existence in the Shenzhou Continent, and its defensive ability is dozens of times stronger than his defensive superior magic weapon armor." Although there are artifacts on top of the best spiritual weapons, the Divine Turtle Master is good at defense, and the defensive spiritual weapons he refines are definitely the best of the best. ”

Master Divine Turtle's words confirmed his guess: "This defensive supreme spirit weapon Da Yu took three full months for the master to refine successfully, although it is not as good as a defensive artifact, but it is much stronger than the defensive ability of offensive artifacts and auxiliary artifacts. With this defensive weapon, you may be able to break through the Nine Cliffs and get the Ancient Artifact Demon Sword. Master Divine Turtle sighed, and continued, "The artifact itself has spirituality, and it can avoid the tracking of spiritual sense. The cultivation of the teacher is not high, and the specific location of the magic sword cannot be explored yet. ”

Han Bing comforted: "With the master's comprehension and cultivation, breaking through the god level is just around the corner!"

Master Divine Turtle laughed: "You see what the master looks like now, people are not like people, turtles are not like turtles, if I can break through the god level, I can completely transform into a human form, and at that time, I will be able to refine a defensive artifact, and my skills will also increase greatly." ”

Han Bing said: "The teacher is mighty, and the disciple is beyond the reach of the dust." ”

The Turtle Master laughed and handed the Defensive Giant to Cold Ice.

Han Bing held the big sword, and his hands trembled with excitement: "Once the time is ripe, the disciple will go to the Nine Cliffs to find treasures and dedicate them to the teacher to repay the great kindness of the teacher." ”

Master Divine Turtle smiled: "If you have this filial piety, it is enough." ”

When Han Bing left, he was also sent out by that mysterious air current.

Looking at the bare earth mountain in front of him, Han Bing seemed to have a dream. He draped the jet-black defensive shield over his body, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

But Han Bing didn't know that at this time, the Divine Turtle Master in the earth mountain was also laughing, and the laughter was terrifying!

Winter. Nine Cliffs.

The cold wind blew on Zhao Xiaofeng's face through the broken small window, and it hurt like a knife.

Zhao Xiaofeng shuddered and got up from the bed.

Every morning when he gets up, the first thing Zhao Xiaofeng does is to go to see his grandmother.

The last time I came back from the Nine Cliffs, my grandmother had a high fever. After a few days, the fever subsided, but both legs were paralyzed.

Grandma can't take care of herself, and the family's livelihood depends on Zhao Xiaofeng alone. Although the days were a little hard and tiring, Zhao Xiaofeng had no complaints. Grandma is his only relative and his only dependence, and he feels very happy to be able to take care of his grandmother and be with him. He had secretly sworn that after a while, he would take his grandmother to the city to find a good doctor and heal her leg.

Zhao Xiaofeng gently pushed open the door and walked in gently. There was no one on the bed, and the shabby quilts were neatly folded.

"Grandma...... Grandma ...... "Zhao Xiaofeng panicked, he searched all the corners and corners of the room, shouting while looking for it. There was no trace of the grandmother, and no one answered.

Outside the door, the cold wind roared.

Zhao Xiaofeng was really anxious, and tears flowed wantonly on his face like a flood that had opened the floodgates. At this time, he suddenly found that there was a small wooden board on the head of the bed at some point, and a few lines of small words were written on the board with coke: Xiaofeng, grandma is gone, and you have gone to a far, far away place, and when you grow up and have the ability, grandma will go to look for you. After three days, you must leave here and go to the Great Chu Empire to find your own uncle Zhao Xiaoming. After three days, you must leave here, otherwise you will never see grandma again for the rest of your life. Don't worry about grandma, grandma was taken away by a god, and when you grow up, the god will take me to meet you.

Zhao Xiaofeng burst into tears and rushed out of the door like crazy, he had a premonition, "Grandma left because she was afraid of affecting herself." Grandma will ......" he didn't dare to think about.

The Ten Thousand Beasts Forest is deep and dense, and Zhao Xiaofeng cried while looking for it: "Grandma...... Grandma ......"

Zhao Xiaofeng would never have dreamed that her grandmother was still in the hut at this time, still lying on her small bed without moving, and the small wooden board with words written on the bedside had disappeared without a trace.

The tattered sheets at the head of the bed have been soaked with grandma's tears.

Zhao Xiaofeng really guessed correctly, grandma did this to ask Xiaofeng to leave her. She's a wreck, and she doesn't want to drag people down anymore. Zhao Xiaofeng never dreamed that his grandmother, who was weak on weekdays, would be able to use stealth illusions.

In the Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts, Zhao Xiaofeng seemed to be crazy.

The wind was biting, and he couldn't feel it.

The straw sandals ran away, and he couldn't feel it.

The soles of his feet were worn out, and he couldn't feel them.

His throat was hoarse, and he couldn't feel it.

He must find his grandmother, he must not lose his grandmother!

Before he knew it, he had come to the Nine Cliffs. Under the Nine Shadows Cliff, the rising smoke still floated up intermittently.

He suddenly remembered what his grandmother had said, "When you grow up, your mother will fly up from under the Nine Cliffs on a sacred bird." ”

He is a fatherless and motherless child, he and his grandmother depend on each other, and he knows that this is his grandmother's words to comfort him.

"When you grow up and have the ability, grandma will go to see you......" Grandma's words must also be false, maybe grandma is ...... now

Zhao Xiaofeng was crying again, crying loudly, although his throat was hoarse and his throat was sore, he didn't care at all.

A bitter cold wind howled for the day. In the evening, large snowflakes fall from the cloudy sky. Nine Hidden Cliffs, the Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts was instantly covered with a silver suit.

Zhao Xiaofeng was unaware of all this, he sat on the Nine Cliffs in a daze, letting the snowflakes fall on him...... He's still a kid, he's so tired!

Zhao Xiaofeng fell asleep, and the tears on his face had already frozen into ice. He awoke suddenly, and the raging cold wind swept snowflakes the size of goose feathers and smashed on him.

On a snowy night, there was a vast expanse all around. In the haze, Zhao Xiaofeng felt a soft thing sticking to his feet. With the help of the snow, Zhao Xiaofeng found that it was actually a snow-white rabbit. The little rabbit clinged to Zhao Xiaofeng's purple feet with its soft body, as if he wanted to warm him.

Zhao Xiaofeng slowly stood up, then squatted down again, and carefully picked up the little rabbit. He thought of his grandmother, would she come home on her own? Grandma's legs were paralyzed and she wouldn't go far, maybe near the hut. Thinking like this, Zhao Xiaofeng rushed to his hut.

In the middle of the night when the wind and snow are blowing, the small hut looks even more lonely and poorer. The hut was surrounded by a fence with the small gate open. Everything outside is covered with a thick layer of snow.

Zhao Xiaofeng rushed into the fence courtyard desperately. The door of the hut was open, and a thick layer of snow had accumulated on the threshold. "Grandma...... Grandma ......" Zhao Xiaofeng shouted as he pushed the door and entered the hut. No one answered. The door to Grandma's room was still half-hidden and half-open, as it had been in the morning. Zhao Xiaofeng gently pushed open the door and shouted, "Grandma......." Still no one answered. With a "snort", a firelight instantly lit up the room. Zhao Xiaofeng lit the fire and lit the small pine oil lamp on the bedside. The bean-sized flame is constantly beating and can be extinguished at any moment.

The quilts on the bed are still neatly stacked. Zhao Xiaofeng searched the small room, but there was still no trace of his grandmother.

The snow-white little rabbit suddenly jumped from Zhao Xiaofeng's hand to the bed, jumping and jumping on the bed, looking very excited.

Zhao Xiaofeng was stunned, his heart jumped violently, and his eyes looked straight at the sheets at the head of the bed. The tattered sheets were soaked in a big patch, and from time to time watery liquid dripped on them. If you listen closely, you can hear a subtle sobbing sound. Although the voice was very small and could not be heard at all if he was not careful, Zhao Xiaofeng heard it, and he heard it very clearly. Several years of hunting life have honed his extraordinary sensory abilities.