Qu Chong left a small piece of silver on the table as cooking money, and then got up to leave, while Xing Tian followed him to a secluded place outside with a puzzled expression.

At this moment, Qu Chongcai, who had his hands behind his back, said: "You know that the teacher is a member of the Hexagram Mountain faction, in fact, the Hexagram Mountain faction is divided into inner and outer doors, like all sects, the inner door represents the core strength of a sect, naturally the inner door is respected, and the outer door is a branch, trunk, although it is also an indispensable sect, but after all, it is a little behind, the teacher is a disciple of the inner door of the hexagram mountain, and the teacher listens to Mr. Yu......"

Xing Tian had already guessed in his heart, so he was not surprised, Qu Chong said again: "Ten years ago, as a teacher, he boasted of his extraordinary talent, and entered the 'Listening Rain Building' to participate in the enlightenment of the Heavenly God Ding for seven days and seven nights, and realized a set of divine laws. Ask the gods of the algorithm', this magic can not be predicted prophets, snooping into the ancient and modern, judging people and bad luck, can be described as wonderful, but at that time the teacher advised me not to practice this god, you must know that any god law needs to communicate the vitality of heaven and earth, only by entering the realm of the knowledge can you barely practice, but I did not listen to the teacher's advice, completely immersed in this god, forcibly cultivated, although it has been a little successful in ten years, but the damage to myself is great, a few months ago I gave myself a divination to ask the sky, and the result was that I found that my yang life has decreased sharply, and it has been less than half a year......"

As soon as these words came out, Xingtian was taken aback, he and Qu Chong had only known each other for more than half a month, but he had already really recognized this master, and Qu Chong treated him without reservation, and taught him everything, which can be said to be as kind as a mountain, at first hearing the news, naturally he couldn't help himself. In an instant, Xingtian's eyes were moist, but he couldn't speak.

Qu Chong was also very relieved when he saw Xingtian's demeanor, and said with a smile: "Good apprentice, everything has a fate, this is the life of the teacher, and you can't escape it." At the age of twelve, he quenched his body, at the age of fifteen, he washed away all the one hundred and eight acupuncture points around his body, stepped into the realm of rigidity and softness, ranked at the level of grandmaster, and bowed to Mr. Yu's door, and finally there can be a good apprentice like you, it can be said that there is a good teacher and a good apprentice, and this life is worth it. ”

Xingtian listened to it with reluctance in his heart, once a person has feelings for someone or something, he will be silent in it, especially Xingtian, who has already regarded Qu Chong as a teacher, and at this moment he heard that his teacher's life was not long, but he said angrily: "Then why should you listen to fate......

This voice came from the heart, and a sense of pride and indignation rippled in it.

Qu Chong's eyes lit up, but he muttered, "Why leave it to fate...... Hehe, that's a good point, just by virtue of this sentence, I didn't make a mistake if I accepted you as a disciple!"

Immediately, Qu Chong's tone eased, and he said: "It's just that if you want to change your life against the sky, I'm afraid that you won't be able to do it for the teacher, and if you use your own true qi to urge the algorithm to ask the gods, it will be a waste of life, and the teacher is already running out of oil, and there is no way to crack it, even the gods can't save it!"

......

In the early morning of the second day, the sky was pressed with a thick layer of dark clouds, and the master and apprentice rushed to the capital of the Great Zhao Dynasty before noon. The rain hats on the two of them were bought last night, and Qu Chong said that it would rain on the second day, looking at the dark clouds overhead, which should be true.

"Master, you said that every time you use the Ask the Heavens algorithm, you will consume your lifespan, but why do you still have to ask the heavens in everything, isn't this an injury on top of an injury?"

Last night, Xingtian already knew that his master's lifespan was only one month, that is to say, according to Qu Chong's calculations, his master only had a one-month lifespan at most, so naturally Xingtian's mood was depressed and abnormal.

"Only calculating the weather, there is no harm to me at all, on the contrary, this Heavenly God algorithm will increase by one point every time I use it, and I only hope that I can practice this magic method to the highest stage that I can achieve as a teacher in my limited life, so that my life will not be in vain!" Qu Chong is very open at the moment, without the slightest decadence and unwillingness of people whose life is about to end, basically eating meat and drinking wine, worry-free optimism.

Xingtian is gloomy, from last night to now, Xingtian's mood has not been good. Until now, he doesn't know whether he came to find Linglong right or wrong, the master used the Ask the Heavenly God algorithm to calculate the location of Linglong, and he must have spent a certain amount of yang life, but it made Xingtian unbearable, and he felt even more indebted to the master.

It's just that when he got to Qu Chong's side, he just laughed it off, and only let Xing Tian recite the mantra of asking the gods day and night, saying that everyone has a death, and it doesn't matter if he dies, but the magic method he realized cannot be lost. He also said that he didn't enjoy the blessings on the mountain, and went down the mountain to find apprentices, just so that this magic could be passed on.

Xingtian naturally remembered it with tears and recited it day and night, and the mantra was already familiar with it. At the same time, he also strictly follows Qu Chong's teachings, only records the content of the mantra, and absolutely does not practice, otherwise he will follow in the footsteps of Qu Chong, and with the current cultivation of Xingtian, once he cultivates and asks the gods to calculate, he will inevitably be killed immediately.

The two found an inn to live in, Qu Chong seemed to be in his chest, and only said to have a good rest, and Xingtian waited in such a trance until midnight. I was worried about the master for a while, and I thought of Linglong for a while, but I was full of distractions and upset.

Time passes little by little.

Qu Chong sat cross-legged on the side, at this moment the night fell, the clouds were thick outside, and after a while, he opened his eyes and said, "The time has come, let's go!"

Xingtian, whose heart had long been hanging, immediately stood up with a cleverness.

The master and apprentice took advantage of the night to travel through Kyoto with a rain hat. Xingtian had never been to this place, so he could only follow his master Qu Chong, through many small streets and alleys, and only stopped when he walked straight to a straight street.

This street is more than five zhang wide, and it is obviously the main street of Kyoto because it is washed with smooth bluestone in the morning and evening.

"That's it!" Qu Chong said indifferently: "Apprentice, since you insist on seeing that sweetheart, I will let you get your wish as a teacher tonight, but remember, it's good to see each other, I let you go, you will follow me, don't delay, you must know that there are some things, you can't force it!"

It's all at this time, Xingtian naturally nodded, and his heart was even more eager to see Linglong.

After speaking, Qu Chong jumped and hid his figure.

And Xingtian, who could be said to know nothing, just stood on the side of the road and looked around. At this time, there were not many pedestrians on the road, and after waiting for about half a pillar of incense, the sky was actually falling raindrops, so the street was empty. Xing Tian took the rain hat and waited for a while, and at this moment, a chariot suddenly came in the distance, luxurious and atmospheric, and the car was engraved with the pattern of the nine days of the phoenix dance. On both sides of the car, there were more than thirty guards dressed in iron armor, and some richly dressed girls accompanied them, walking straight from the front.

Xing Tian stood on the side of the road, motionless, and a tall iron-armored guard came in front of him, but he said loudly: "Her Royal Highness Linglong, the seventh princess of Great Zhao, has arrived, and the idle people are waiting to retreat quickly!"

This iron-armored guard is full of energy, the iron armor on his body is dark and bright, it looks like it weighs at least 100 catties, and he walks like the wind wearing a hundred-pound weight, and his martial arts cultivation is definitely not low.

When Xing Tian heard the other party's words, he chuckled in his heart.

"The seventh princess of Da Zhao, Her Royal Highness Linglong...... Linglong, could it be ......" Xingtian muttered, losing his mind for a while, and the iron-armored guard on the opposite side was stunned when he saw Xingtian, but he was about to get angry.

"Don't get out of the way yet!" Suddenly, the ironclad guard had already pulled out the long knife at his waist.

"Stop, I'm just out to relax, don't harass passers-by!" At this time, there was a scolding from the chariot, and the iron-armored guard immediately put away his sword and stood, no longer making any moves, but his eyes were always staring at Xingtian.

The voice Xing Tian was very familiar, and at this moment he had gradually understood something in his heart, but his face was bitter.

He had guessed Linglong's identity, but he still didn't expect that Linglong's identity would be so noble, and after really learning this, Xingtian found that his status was 108,000 miles away from the other party, Linglong, it was so unattainable.

What about yourself, what is it?

A country boy, a mud leg, a person who didn't even pass the martial arts test.

No wonder the master would say that he and Linglong could not be consummated.

Xingtian was stunned, the chariot had already walked over, and at this moment, the chariot curtain was opened, and a pair of wonderful eyes saw it, but after seeing Xingtian standing in the rain, the people in the car were obviously shocked, and the fingers holding the curtain couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Stop!"

The people in the car were obviously noble, and the ironclad guards and maids around them were also well-trained.

"Princess, ...... are you" Another woman's voice came from the chariot, Xing Tian could hear it, it was Xiao Cui's voice.

There was a whisper in the car, and the people outside couldn't hear it at all, and soon, a person walked down from the car, but it was Xiao Cui in a green maid suit.

"The princess has an order, everyone retreats a hundred meters, and the guards retreat to ten zhang away!"

As soon as the voice fell, all the maids retreated, and the ironclad guards also carried out the order without hesitation, but the ironclad guards who angrily reprimanded Xingtian at the beginning showed a hesitant look.

In an instant, Xiao Cui raised her eyebrows, raised her voice and said, "The princess has an order, and the guards will retreat ten feet away!"

At this moment, the ironclad guard stared at Xingtian with great reluctance, and then retreated.

At this moment, the guards surrounded the princess's chariot, but the distance of forty or fifty meters was empty, only Xiao Cui, Linglong in the car, Xing Tian, and the raindrops falling in the sky.