On the platform of Hanyuanmen sea view, the heavy rain is majestic, the sound of mountains and rivers is surging, and the sea is turbulent under the stage, which makes people wonder that the whirlpool tide has arrived hundreds of years ago.

After Fu Baoxing returned to the mountain that day, the door has been arranged in these days, and now is the day to set off to Donghua, although the time has not yet arrived, but the disciples under the door have already stood in front of the steps to wait.

The second disciple, Ruan Gufeng, suddenly said loudly: "On the day the teacher set off, there was a lot of rain, and it was gone for me." ”

As he spoke, he tried to make the rain rain.

The eldest disciple Long Huaishan stretched out his hand to stop him, shook his head at him and said: "This wind, rain, thunder and lightning is the work of nature, not because of human feelings, why bother with the junior brother." ”

When Ruan Gufeng heard this, he immediately stopped, bowed, and said, "It's the little brother, isn't it." ”

Long Huaishan saw that he was so respectful, not as usual, he was stunned, and then he came to his senses and looked at him deeply.

This junior brother has been increasing his achievements recently, and even has the tendency to catch up later, so the voice in the door has been getting louder and louder recently, and he should know that he is about to lead the master's door, and deliberately do this in front of his peers, in order to show his intention of being subordinate.

At this time, a disciple suddenly said in a loud voice, "The teacher is here." ”

Everyone looked over, and saw Fu Baoxing wearing a magic robe, holding the dust, coming in a flying car, and they were all bowing down to worship.

Fu Baoxing came from the viewing platform, looking at the surging waves, thinking that he might not have a chance to return again.