Chapter Eighty-Five: Colorless Tonight

As soon as Xiao Chen walked outside the door, he saw the black robe standing on the wasteland, the moonlight shining on the silver-white mask, glowing with a faint cold light. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

In the face of this mysterious black robe that knocked him out several times, Xiao Chen behaved extremely calmly, he smiled and nodded, and slowly walked towards the grassless land in front of the house, until he was side by side with the black robe.

Although Xiao Chen had never seen this black-robed man for a while, since the world had followed, it proved that the black-robed man would not harm him, and his most likely identity was the strong man trusted by the lady mentioned in Qingzhu's letter.

Xiao Chen came up with his own judgment, and involuntarily glanced to the side, and found that the black robe was a few points shorter than him. Now fourteen years old, he is barely 1.7 meters tall, and the black robe is half a head shorter than him.

Suddenly, the black robe moved a few steps to the side, widening the distance between the two, and said in Xiao Chen's surprised gaze, "I have a habit of cleanliness. ā€

The hoarse voice contains a sense of vicissitudes of time, combined with height and dress, Xiao Chen gradually sketched the image of an old man with an old face and a thin bone in his heart.

He nodded to the black robe's words to show that it was understandable, and after pondering for a moment, he said, "The junior has a lot of questions for you, but first, the junior thinks it is necessary for you to explain the reason why you knocked the junior unconscious. ā€

The amber eyes showed a bit of surprise, and the black robe said: "You are much calmer than I imagined, and you can still be called 'junior' calmly and humbly when you are treated like this, and your temperament is much better than that of most young people." They were forcibly taken away without asking who the captives were or where they were, let alone venting their grievances or grievances. Instead, he asked a question that can ease the stiff relationship, the knowledge of how to behave in the world, you are young but you are already extremely transparent, and it is rare. ā€

Xiao Chen was praised so much that his old face turned red, and he said in his heart, the old man is already hundreds of years old, and of course he is not as frizzy as a young man.

didn't dwell on the black robe's cleanliness fetish, nor did he ask the reason for the abduction or where he was, but first asked the black robe the reason for knocking him out, not only to get an explanation, but also to give the black robe a chance to explain. Xiao Chen knew very well in his heart that this black robe was likely to be his "protective umbrella" for a long time to come, and it was necessary to get along with him.

Xiao Chen didn't answer the praise of the black robe, he just quietly met the clean amber eyes.

"Hassle-free. ā€

Suddenly, these two words came out of the mouth of the black robe.

Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he realized that these two words referred to the reason why the black robe knocked him out.

Stun him, just to save trouble?

What is the reason for this?

Xiao Chen frowned, but seeing that the black robe didn't seem to have any desire to continue explaining, he had to figure it out on his own. Soon he figured it out.

The reason is that he is too weak, and if he travels for a long time, then with his strength, he will inevitably be a laggard. The black robe can take him on the road, but the black robe claims to have a habit of cleanliness, so the black robe will definitely not hold him on the road, and it is most likely to use the [Control System Void Source Technique], in order to control it smoothly, it is the easiest for him to be in a coma. And let the world carry him forward, I'm afraid even the world hopes that he is in a coma.

Xiao Chen figured everything out, and immediately smiled bitterly.

But he quickly accepted the reason of the black robe, nodded and said, "The junior understands. ā€

Hearing this, the black robe looked at him deeply.

Xiao Chen sneered, and began to think about what question to start with, he was at a loss for the current situation, what was the [Rebel Being]? Why would his mother know that he would become the [Origin Repulsion Physique]? Why did the black robe bring him to this desolate and populated place? Where is this place? Why does he need the protection of the black robe? What kind of danger does the identity of the [Rebel] bring to him?

Doubts filled Xiao Chen's head, but he still calmly asked, "I don't know how the juniors should call you?" When talking to people, it is naturally polite to ask for your name first.

There was a hint of appreciation in the black robe's eyes, and he said softly: "I have abandoned my name for many years, so I am now nameless. In the future, I will teach you something, although I am not a master and an apprentice, but I can be a teacher and a student. I've never been a fan of colours, so you can call me a colourless teacher. ā€

What a quirky title! No, why is the teacher-student relationship so simple?

Xiao Chen was speechless, and only after a moment did he respectfully say, "Colorless teacher!"

Fortunately, his psychological receptivity has been strong to a certain extent, and he secretly said in his heart that since the black robe of the self-proclaimed colorless teacher can be recognized by his mother, his strength must be beyond doubt. Although he didn't know what the colorless teacher would teach him, it didn't prevent him from quickly taking on the role of a student.

Colorless seemed very satisfied with this, and he said softly, "I think you must have a lot of questions in your mind that need to be answered at this moment. ā€

Xiao Chen nodded solemnly and said, "Yes, the students do have many questions, and I implore the colorless teacher to answer them for the students." ā€

Colorless said regretfully: "It's a pity that you are not qualified to know the answers you want to know now." ā€

Xiao Chen's brows furrowed, "Why?"

Colorless said calmly: "You are still too weak. ā€

Xiao Chen was speechless, and the trace of anger that had just risen immediately disappeared.

It was the second time he had heard it. The first time was when he asked who the world really was, and the world told him that he was too weak to tell him. And this time, he was full of doubts, and before he could even say the question of the [Rebel], he was completely dismissed by the colorless sentence.

You're too weak to know.

Xiao Chen smiled bitterly, this unreasonable truth has always been so reasonable, making him feel ashamed of his anger.

To be angry because someone else has told the truth is to be angry.

Xiao Chen sighed in his heart, it seems that if he wants to know the answer, he can only make himself stronger, but if he can't [Cultivate the Source], how can he become stronger?

At this moment, Colorless said in a deep voice: "It is precisely because you are too weak that I will bring you here, although it is not yet the time to tell you what the [Rebel] is, but it can clearly let you know that the weak [Rebel] is just fish and meat to be slaughtered, if you don't want to be someone else's meal, then you can only become stronger, stronger, and stronger." Becoming stronger than anyone else is the only way for the [Rebel] to survive!"

Will the weak [Rebels] become someone else's meal?

Xiao Chen couldn't understand the deep meaning of this sentence, although he had already guessed that the identity of the [Rebel] would bring him danger, but he didn't expect the danger to be slaughtered by others.

If you want to survive, the only way to become stronger, stronger, and stronger again?

"But, how to get stronger?"

Xiao Chen trembled and said this sentence, in this world where [Cultivation Origin] is almost equal to everything, how can he become stronger with [Suppressing Source Physique]? [Demon Martial Arts] may make him stronger than some ordinary people in hand-to-hand combat, but a pure [Demon Martial Artist] facing [Cultivator] is like tofu smashing a stone.

"I can make you stronger. ā€

Under the moonlight, a colorless man in a black robe spoke like a rock.