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On the stone steps of the gate of the Dragon and Tiger Gang, which has become a ruin, there is a middle-aged man with a long figure standing at some point, with thin cheeks, bright and wise eyes, and a long beard on his refreshing chin, which naturally sets off an elegant wind.

It is the head of the Zhenyuan Dart Bureau, the master of the Seven Star Gate - Lin Zhongyuan!

"Master......" Yang Xiao muttered.

Ten months is not a long time, but it is not a short time, but for Yang Xiao, the experience of crossing the two worlds made him feel like a world away, thinking that when he first came to the fairy world, it was the person in front of him who allowed him to really set foot in the martial arts, thinking back to the countless nights in that small courtyard, the teacher's respectful teaching, and his own hands to boil a medicinal bath for himself and temper his muscles and bones.

Look in the eyes, move in the heart.

Although at the beginning, because of the thinking of modern people, he didn't really regard Lin Zhongyuan as a master, at most he was a teacher, but people's hearts are flesh and blood, and Lin Zhongyuan's good to himself is only known to himself, even to his own son.

After a long time, Lin Zhongyuan's status in his heart has become higher and higher.

It has been more than ten months since he killed Zhao Fantian and was forced to leave Qinling, and during this time, whether it was on the way to the Tangchuan Empire or in the mutant war on the earth, he often thought of some people and things in the Zhenyuan Dart Bureau, and the most common of them was naturally the master - Lin Zhongyuan.

When he encountered many difficulties and desperate situations, he would think about what he would do if he were a master.

Today, when we meet again, countless words are held in my heart, and I don't know where to start for a while.

"Hey! It's back, it's good to be back! Hearing Yang Xiao's whispering, Lin Zhongyuan finally smiled and said with relief, "Go, go home!" ”

Return...... Family?

Yang Xiao was suddenly confused, home? The world is big, where is my home?

Since his rebirth, what has come is the strange and dangerous Marvel world, and he finally made a golden finger to cross, and once he wore it through the more dangerous and unpredictable fairy world, where martial arts are respected, human life is as cheap as ants, until he enters the Zhenyuan Dart Bureau, but in the daily training, it is also a boring and ruthless experience, and if he is not serious or slack, he is scolded and whipped.

Before apprenticing with Lin Zhongyuan, Yang Xiao only barely had a heart-to-heart relationship with Erzhu, and they were still friends, while the other newcomers only had competition and indifference.

But as his talent slowly revealed, finally the once unattainable total dart head began to pay attention to himself, and then accepted himself as an apprentice, I have to say that with a teacher, it is really different, how can it be regarded as a dependent.

Since then, although he has to work overtime to learn martial arts every night, he has a lot of stability in his heart, thinking that he finally has a root in this world.

A home is called a home because there are people who care about it and people who are close to them.

Yang Xiao didn't want to be hypocritical, but he had to admit that Lin Zhongyuan was a person he cared about, as well as Erzhu, and Ma Xiaotian, and they were all people from the Zhenyuan Dart Bureau, so the Zhenyuan Dart Bureau was really his own home!

"Okay! Master! Cher, let's go home! Yang Xiao's heart suddenly brightened, and he felt as if the world in front of him had become better, and said with a hearty smile, and grabbed Ruiwen's jade hand, which was as thin as spring onions.

Ruiwen blushed, she was a little overwhelmed, she only lowered her head, let her brother pull her to walk quickly, and quietly looked up at the side face of her brother halfway, and suddenly found that the bloody and gloomy aura that shrouded her before was swept away, and the whole person became sunny, looking like a student who had just walked out of the campus, full of infinite longing for the future and the pursuit of all good things.

……

At nightfall.

In the silent courtyard, the snow is still falling.

Two figures, one basket and one white, walked side by side in the snow.

The same tall and straight, the same handsome, the difference is age and vicissitudes.

They obviously have the ability to isolate the snowflakes with their true qi, but they do nothing, allowing the snowflakes to fall on their shoulders and wet their clothes.

"Xiao'er, these days, you have suffered...... the older one spoke first, breaking the silence.

"It's okay, Master, if it weren't for this 10,000-mile journey, the apprentice wouldn't have broken through the innate so quickly!" The young man in white smiled heartily, although he was young, there was a strong confidence and pride in his words, which made people involuntarily infected by it.

Lin Zhongyuan stopped, his sharp eyes shot directly at Yang Xiao, half loud, and when he saw the latter's heart straightening, he suddenly laughed.

"Good! Good! Good! As a teacher, I really didn't mistake you! Xiao'er, from the first time you stepped into the martial arts to the time you have now achieved the Innate Dao, in just one year, this kind of cultivation speed is simply appalling! It is rumored that five hundred years ago, Ling Jian Pavilion produced a genius who cultivated qi at the age of three, practiced swords at the age of five, and had reached the innate realm at the age of six, and your cultivation speed could almost catch up with that legendary figure! ”

"Master, what is that person's name, and where is he now?" Yang Xiao was full of war in his heart when he heard this, and the young man's strong heart was highlighted.

"His name is Dugu Yi, when he was eight years old, he was already famous in the rivers and lakes, almost invincible under the refining of qi, and later Ling Tianyu, the master of Ling Jian Pavilion, personally accepted as a closed disciple, at the age of nine he had already formed a golden pill, and officially stepped into the immortal path, and then in the forbidden place of Ling Jian Pavilion - Ten Thousand Sword Tomb to understand the way of the sword, ten years before it came out, it is said that when he went out of the customs, he caused the clouds to move, and the blood rain fell from the sky, and it was endless for three days. It can be seen that he must have comprehended a fierce sword.

"Sure enough, in the next three years, he turned to the world, killing countless evil demons and foreign ways, and was known as the most outstanding sword cultivator in the mainland in the past thousand years, in the era of his existence, no peer could compare with him, as if it was an eternal untouchable myth standing above the heads of countless immortal cultivators!

"This is not over, when he was 30 years old, he finally entered the realm of returning to the void, becoming the youngest monk in the history of the continent, and in the same year he defeated the teacher who had taught him for 22 years, Ling Tianyu, the master of Ling Sword Pavilion. At this point, the world is huge, and there is no one who can be worthy of his sword!

"However, his last battle was a decisive battle with the immortal Feng Zun of the Southern Wilderness Ten Thousand Demon Alliance on the coast of the East China Sea, no one knows what the outcome of that battle was, only that after that battle, Feng Zun's life lamp that had been lit for thousands of years in the hall was finally extinguished, and Dugu Yi never appeared again."

Until Lin Zhongyuan finished speaking in one breath, Yang Xiao was still intoxicated by the magnificent era, as well as the style of the sword immortal who passed through the heavens and latitudes, and couldn't extricate himself for a long time, and finally he exhaled heavily and whispered to himself: "The sword qi is 30,000 miles long, and one sword light is cold in nineteen states...... There really are such characters in this world...... If I practice this kind of swordsmanship, I don't know how many eyeballs I will be shocked when I go to Earth...... As for the S-class Black Emperor, Doctor Doom, Hulk, Thor, or some alien fleet, I'll destroy it with a sword, tsk, how coquettish is that......"

"Xiao'er, what did you say?" Lin Zhongyuan frowned and asked.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just that I suddenly thought of something happy, hehe......"