Chapter 193 - Walking the World in a Red Robe

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It does not match the vigorous Chaoxia Palace, but in the cave mansion, which symbolizes the palace master, it is unusually quiet.

A teenager was exercising, even if he was sweating like rain, there was only a slight panting, which was inaudible.

Not far from the boy, in a pavilion covered with colorful tulle, a woman was embroidering something. There was a quiet smile on the corner of her mouth, and occasionally she raised her head to look at the sweaty appearance of the young man, and she was a little in a trance.

The teenager's cultivation, she has never spoken out of persecution or temptation, everything is like an invisible whip, constantly spurring the teenager's cultivation and becoming stronger. This young man's talent was already stronger than his own, and with that kind of hard work......

Such a successor, what luck did she have to find it?

"Xiaohao, come here. 」

Hearing the word "Xiaohao", the hard-working young man shuddered.

He didn't come over immediately, but walked to a big stone next to him, picked up the rag that rested on it, wiped the sweat off his body, and then put on his clothes again, walked to the pavilion and said seriously, "Don't call me Xiaohao again. 」

These two people are the current Chaoxia Palace Lord Wan Qianhong, and Wan Erhao, who has been reincarnated as a human.

Wan Qianhong covered his mouth and smiled, this smile seemed to dim the colors around him: "Xiaohao is shy. 」

"Here, try it. Wan Qianhong held a robe in his hand and handed it to Wan Erhao.

When Wan Erhao saw the robe in front of him, his expression did not move, but his eyes were filled with doubts and fluctuations. This master and apprentice have been together for a long time, and they already know each other very well. Waner Haoxi plain uniforms, such as the dark green military uniforms often worn in the previous life, such as white, black, gray and other robes.

But the robe in front of him was red.

Wan Erhao took the robe in his hand and looked at it carefully.

The robe looks just red, but it is in the sleeves and placket of the robe, but it is a flower

A large purple flower. Wanerhao is no stranger to this big flower, because the mountains and fields near the Chaoxia Palace are full of this kind of big flower.

This large flower is called the morning flower.

A thousand years ago, the palace was a poisonous swamp, and its poisonous swamp was accompanied by a colorful mist for many years, which contained poison. In contemporary times, a strong man started a sect everywhere and named it Chaoxia Palace. And the colorful mist near the Chaoxia Palace, under careful investigation, turned out to be from these big purple flowers blooming all over the mountains.

When the purple flower blooms every season, it will spit out pollen, which spreads all around, which is pollen, poison and seeds.

So the mountains are full of this poisonous purple flower.

Finally, this large purple flower is named Chaoxia Flower, which is also the natural barrier of Chaoxia Palace, and it is also the symbol of Chaoxia Palace.

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Seeing Wan Erhao's doubts, Wan Qianhong's face that looked like a young girl smiled: "Wearing this robe is a symbol of your being the heir of the lord of this palace. 」

"You are going to put on this robe, and leave the palace of the morning and go south. 」

"There is still about a year before Yunfu accepts apprentices. You walk over...... Well, a year should be about the same. 」

Wan Erhao's hand holding his robe stiffened suddenly.

Walking through?

Wan Qianhong said with a relieved face, "Xiaohao, you have almost cultivated well. It's time to get out there and take a break. When you come back, that's when I make it public that you're the next generation of palace masters of my Chaoxia Palace. 」

Wan Erhao was silent for a moment: "Why?"

Wan Qianhong shook her head, she knew what Wan Erhao was asking, "Xiaohao, you underestimate Yunfu too much. 」

"Legend has it that the world has thousands of patterns out of the clouds, and this is not a lie. Now, what I am telling you is the secret of the Chaoxia Palace for thousands of years, a secret that only the palace masters of the past generations can know. 」

Wan Qianhong's face, which had been smiling, was also slightly narrowed: "A thousand years ago, the first generation of palace masters of Chaoxia Palace, the strong man who founded the sect and established the thousand-year-old force, was one of the seven disciples of the contemporary Yunfu. 」

Marriott's face was still blank, in fact, he was almost cut off from the world. Except for the Chaoxia Palace and the spiked jungle on the side, he didn't have any knowledge of the outside world at all. The news he learned about the cultivator world was all from thousands of red mouths.

So he didn't think it was anything great that would have shocked the world if it had been made public.

"The contemporary palace master has also been passed down, if you think that the next generation of palace master candidates with potential happens to meet the Yunfu to accept apprentices, you must participate. Even the strength of the first generation of Chaoxia Palace Lord Qianwen Realm is also very dignified to pass down the words: Yunfu is unfathomable, even if you learn a fur, the world can go. 」

"Xiaohao, go ahead. To be a disciple that makes me proud. 」

Wan Erhao was still silent, just holding the red robe in his hand, and suddenly felt that the red robe was a little heavy. But more than that, it is the reluctance to part.

"Promise me. 」

After a long silence, Wan Erhao suddenly spoke.

"When I come back, don't call me Xiaohao again. 」

After speaking, Wan Erhao nodded to Wan Qianhong as a salute: "I'm leaving. 」

It was a farewell to the Spike Jungle, and then he would immediately begin his journey to the south.

Wan Qianhong watched Wan Erhao's back disappear into [Thousands of Miles and Thousand Heavy Yarns], and then disappeared.

How decisive that back is.

Wan Qianhong also saw complicated things, in fact, she didn't have the indifference on the surface.

For Wanerhao, she is also very complicated.

He is also a disciple and a friend, and he is like her son, and he is like a lovely brother of hers. She has always been accustomed to living a quiet life, so she lives alone in the cave, and she will not leave the cave unless she has the affairs of the palace.

And on that day, the boy who couldn't speak walked into her cave.

Since then, there has been one more person in her quiet life.

Thankfully, the figure didn't like to talk more than she did.

Gradually, I became a person who talked more.

The occasional look up and see someone around her was a fulfillment for her.

Wan Qianhong muttered to herself, "Xiaohao, don't blame my sister. Chicks need to be honed before they can flap their wings and fly. 」

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Wan Erhao returned to the spiked jungle with the big red robe in his hand, perhaps because he felt that Wan Erhao was in a bad mood and that the iron gibbons around him did not pester him. He walked straight to the abode of the patriarch of the gibbon tribe, which was also the abode of his mother.

He expressed that he was leaving and going to the south.

The mother gibbon fell silent.

For a long time, she waved her hand.

Go ahead.

Children also have a day to grow, and as the existence that rules countless gibbons, she knows this law very well.

Before leaving, he bowed respectfully.

This is a ritual that is difficult for the gibbon to understand, thanks to its years of nurturing. If it weren't for the adoption of the Gibbon King back then, Wan Erhao might not have survived at all.

He changed into a big red robe, and put some food and a change of clothes in the jade pendant space around his waist.

A young man, dressed in a red robe, stepped out of the spiked jungle under the reluctant gaze of countless iron gibbons. That incomparably flamboyant red shadow, but with an expressionless dead face, walked into the world.