Chapter Ninety-Six: The Identity of the Black Protector
Seeing that Bu Shan took the initiative to say that he wanted to go back, Bu Mingyuan's heart was slightly comforted, but he was still a little uneasy and followed directly.
Walking in the courtyard of the Bu family, after every disciple saw Bu Shan, all of them had heavy faces, and they did not dare to have a trace of disrespect, this person who fought with his life and helped the Bu family survive the catastrophe, made them deeply admire it.
"Elder Bushan is good. ”
"Hello Elder Bushan!"
"Hello Elder Bushan!"
Everywhere he passed, there was no courtesy, but at this time, he did not have the excitement of the past, nor did he have the spring breeze that he should have at this age, but more heavily.
"If Daddy was still alive at this time, there would definitely be more people to curry favor with him and please her, and Daddy's favorite thing is vanity, but now I am so glorious, but Daddy can no longer enjoy it. ”
He suddenly stood aside, staring blankly ahead, muttering something in his mouth.
Seeing this situation, Bu Mingyuan hurriedly walked over, and after a period of persuasion, Bu Shan woke up from the psychedelic.
So in order to avoid letting Bu Shan suffer another blow, Bu Shenyuan directly pulled him away from the side, not giving him time to think.
As he walked, he couldn't stop sighing.
"It seems that this matter has hit him too hard, and if it is not handled well, it will definitely affect his cultivation. ”
But there are no good ideas right now, let's see how Bushan's mentality has been recently.
It didn't take long for the two of them to arrive in the hall of the Bujia family.
At this time, Bu Fengtian was on the high seat, discussing some things with others, and when he saw Bu Mingyuan leading Bu Shan, he immediately waved his hand and asked these people to go back first.
"How about it, is the mountain better? ”
Before these people walked cleanly, Bu Fengtian couldn't bear it, jumped down directly from the central high seat, went over in a hurry, and asked about the situation in Bushan.
"It's a little stronger than before, but after all, it's been a big hit. ”
Bu Shen Yuan sighed on the side.
However, at this time, Bushan spoke.
"Master, patriarch, don't worry, I'm fine, I will live strongly. ”
Immediately afterward, his eyes flashed, and he said, "I just figured out that although my father and mother have passed away, they have left me, and I am the continuation of their lives, so, as Master said, I am alive, not only for myself, but also for my dead parents!"
At this moment's words, Bu Mingyuan and Bu Fengtian were stunned for a moment, they didn't expect that Bu Shan would be able to realize such a powerful thought.
But what I wanted to surprise them the most was that Bushan was finally ready to live a good life.
As long as he is willing to live well, this is more important than anything else.
"By the way, patriarch, after this catastrophe, how many people have our Bu family lost, how many people are still there, and is there anything abnormal. Bushan suddenly asked.
Hearing this question, Bu Mingyuan couldn't help frowning, and said: "The loss is more serious than I imagined, the martial artists of our family have lost as much as half of them in this catastrophe, but fortunately, all those who survived are strong men who have been trained in blood and fire, and they can take charge on their own." ”
"As for this strange place, there really is!" Bu Fengtian said with a strange face: "When burying the disciples, the bodies of Bu Qiang, Bu Yun, and Bu Ke'er were not found, and there were no of them among the surviving people. ”
"Could it be that he escaped? ”
Bu Mingyuan asked.
"Probably not, you don't know that the blockade was so strict at that time, and if you want to get out, it is simply difficult to climb to the sky, it is extremely difficult, it should not be to escape. ”
Then, Bu Fengtian said again: "By the way, according to the disciples below, Bu Qiang and Bu Yun have long left the family and don't know where to go, but the most unbelievable thing is that before the war, there were still people who saw Bu Ke'er, but now it seems to have evaporated, and they can't find it." ”
"Our family is missing one step kerr, Sun Ba of the Sun family, Liu Qing of the Liu family, but these two people also disappeared after the catastrophe. ”
Although Bu Shan was a little surprised by Bu Ke'er's disappearance after hearing it, he thought of the mysterious old man with a broken arm who exchanged martial arts by himself, and suddenly a strange feeling sprung up.
"Did the old man take it away? ”
He thought to himself, but then he felt that it was too boring to think about such a thing.
However, he really has no interest in the disappearance of Sun Ba and Liu Qing.
"In that case, don't check it, you can't find anything. Bushan said, and then asked: "Did you find what I told you?" ”
After Bu Fengtian heard this, he hurriedly said: "Not to mention, just now a disciple found a soul-nourishing grass in the Hengtian Forest, it is a hundred years old, and it has not been an hour since it was offered. ”
This sentence made Rang Bushan's mood a little more uplifted, and he said happily: "Where is the thing, hurry up and give it to me, I can use it." ”
Bu Fengtian hurriedly said: "Come on, hurry up and take the soul nourishing grass you just found to the elder." ”
The people below hurriedly went to do it, and Bu Fengtian said on the side: "This thing that can enhance the soul is really hard to find, I went to countless medicine pavilions, but I didn't find it, even the treasure pavilion with the most complete goods has no news, this disciple is estimated to have hit the luck and found it." ”
When Bu Shan heard it, he was shocked and said, "I didn't expect this kind of thing to be so difficult to find, it's really hard for the patriarch." ”
When he spoke, he seemed to have to salute.
Bu Fengtian hurriedly stopped him, and said with a smile: "Elder, don't salute, I can't afford it." ”
Just kidding, Bu Shan has made such a great contribution to the family, and now his cultivation has skyrocketed, no matter which one, Bu Fengtian can't afford to worship it.
After a while, someone brought this thing.
"Patriarch, Elder, this is the Soul Nourishing Grass. The man raised his object with respectful hands and lowered his head to look at the smooth ground.
This disciple was extremely excited, because the young elder in front of him was the hero who turned the tide in this catastrophe, a real person, and made everyone amazed.
"Well, that's good. ”
After Bushan took it, he glanced at it and said casually: "I've worked hard for you, go down." ”
"Yes, Elder. ”
The disciple's face flushed with excitement, he didn't expect this heroic elder to be so approachable, and he also praised himself.
And Bu Shan took the soul nourishing grass, said a few words to the master and the patriarch, and then turned around and said goodbye and went back.
He wanted to wake up Mo Lao immediately, and he had something to ask him about.
In a very empty room, Bushan entered the blood-colored wrench.
When he entered, he found that the space inside was a little larger, and it was not foggy, but it began to be a little clearer.
The mutated auspicious cloud grass that he still came in casually was actually very moist on the ground at this time.
Bu Shan was very curious, what was this wrench for, there were so many functions, but now, he had a faint feeling that what he was looking at was only the tip of the iceberg, and the real function should not have been unlocked.
"Where is Mo Lao, and how am I going to wake him up?"
Thinking of this, Bushan had a headache, this place is Mo Lao's territory, not his own, although he is now the master, but the function is not very clear to him.
"I remember the first time I saw him, he seemed to come out of the white fog, the white fog was very thick at that time, and Mo Lao was also very energetic, but a few days ago he fell into a deep sleep, and the white fog here has become thinner accordingly, which should mean that these white fogs are Mo Lao. ”
Suddenly, Bu Shan figured it out, so he crushed the hundred-year-old soul nourishing grass from his hand, and then sprinkled it directly into this white mist.
Unexpectedly, after a while, these white mist began to slowly become thicker, and soon returned to most of their previous state.
"It seems that my guess is correct, once Mo Lao's spirit sleeps, it will turn into this vast white mist. ”
Bushan muttered, and then began to shout.
"Mo Lao. Come out, Mo Lao, don't sleep. ”
After a while, these white mist began to shrink, and finally turned into an old man in the form of a human figure, and this person was Mo Lao.
"Oh, boy, you're quite capable, you woke me up in such a short time. ”
As soon as Mo Lao woke up, he smiled at Bushan, not in shape.
Bu Shan was also very happy, and said: "Mo Lao, you woke up, I'm really embarrassed, I let you suffer so many crimes, and it's all because of me." ”
"Are you still polite to me?"
Mo Lao suddenly glared at him.
Then both laughed.
"That's right, Mo Lao. I have something to ask you. ”
Bushan suddenly put away his smile, looking very serious.
"What's the matter, you say. "Mo Lao is also quite serious.
And Bushan's face sank, and he said slowly: "It's about the coffin hall!"
Hearing the name of the coffin hall, Mo Lao's face sank, he thought for a long time, and said: "About this organization, you shouldn't know too much now, I can only tell you that you can know." ”
"Hmm. ”
Bushan nodded.
Under Mo Lao's telling, he knew the strength of this organization.
The coffin hall is an extremely mysterious organization, and no one knows where their main hall is located, but the members of this organization are elusive and extremely high in cultivation, and they are usually invincible in the same rank. And the strong man named Black Protector who came last time was actually the lowest level of existence in that organization, just like a person who was sweeping garbage at home, a lot of casually.
The organization and discipline in the coffin hall are extremely strict, and the hierarchy is even stricter.
And Mo Lao just told him that there was a rank above the Black Protector called White
In short, the color of the clothes can represent the level of the level, and the person who meets again, if it is an enemy in the coffin hall in white, I am afraid, even these two people will not be opponents when they join forces again.