Shuzhong, the north of Rongzhou, is secluded. This is the sword and bamboo forest of the True Martial Sword Pavilion, and the disciples of the Sword Sect usually try their sword skills here. The two sects of the Sword Pavilion and the Yi are separated, and they are not in harmony with each other, and this bamboo forest is the only place where the two sects of the shape and the meaning can exchange and learn swordsmanship. Other competitions are called "private fights".

Zhong Zichen, the little disciple of the Xingzong, bypassed the bamboo forest and found a path to secretly come to the "Wangjiang Tower" under the management of Yizong.

Under the cover of the bushes, Zhong Zichen tiptoed to the lake below Wangjiang, looking down at the lake in a daze.

Although he felt that he had hidden well, he had not escaped his master's eyes.

Lu Yi stood on a bamboo and swayed in the wind, holding a codex in his hand, and wrote: "Thirty-third time." At the end of June, Zichen is also the same, once every two days, he is ......idle by the pool, "After writing, he also drew an illustration, and his eyebrows and posture are like Zhong Zichen's appearance, and after enjoying it again, he left.

"Zichen," a middle-aged Taoist aunt walked up to Zhong Zichen and said, "Your master has made another note on you." "This Dao Gu is the descendant of the Yi Sect, but she does not hate the disciples of the Xing Sect, she is the master and faction in the Sword Pavilion.

"It doesn't matter," Zhong Zichen still looked at the lake, and whispered back: "Master actually wants to come and see it, I will stay here for Master, and he will not punish me." ”

"But you come once every two days, and in the long run, your martial arts are wasted, so it's no wonder that your master doesn't punish you. Dao Gu turned her eyes to look at the lake and muttered, "It's been two months, and you can't find it anymore...... Although it is a pity for Ye Ming of the Formation Sect, the deceased is long gone, and you and I will not be ...... a hundred years later."

In the middle of speaking, Zhong Zichen suddenly got up and jumped into the lake and swam towards the center of the lake.

Dao Gu yelled, "What are you doing?"

I only heard Zhong Zichen shouting: "Uncle Shi is back!"

Dao Gu looked at it, and when she saw Ye Ming's figure in the center of the lake, her heart was shocked: "Are you really back?"

After a certain moment, he turned around and drew a circle and slapped two palms, and the two bamboos in his hand were immediately broken. She threw two more bamboos towards the lake, and flew to the center of the lake with one step, grabbed Zhong Zichen with her left hand, picked up Ye Ming with her right hand, and then stepped on the second bamboo and flew to the other side of the lake.

Dao Gu stretched out her hand to probe Ye Ming's pulse, the pulse was gentle, and she was already too weak, and said to Zhong Zichen: "Quickly call Lu Yi to come!"

"Yes!" Zhong Zichen rushed away.

Ye Ming spit out two mouthfuls of water, opened his eyes and looked around: "Liubei Pool, Wangjiang Tower, Sword and Bamboo Forest ......" only said these few scenes he knew, and then fell into a deep sleep.

............

Two hours later, when he woke up, he was surrounded by people. These people are not strangers at all, they are all senior brothers and disciples of the same generation as him, or uncles and uncles of the older generation, looking at these familiar faces, Ye Ming only felt that this was like a dream, and his head was covered with a cover.

"I'm dreaming again, this time it's not the black dragon, it's the second senior brother, the third senior brother, the fourth senior brother, the sixth senior brother, the seventh senior brother......" There are more than twenty elders of the same generation in Ye Ming's room, and there are more than a dozen juniors, but fortunately, the sect master's bedroom is big enough and has not been squeezed out.

However, he read this list of names for more than a minute before stopping, and when he stopped, someone patted the cover: "Ah Ming, is your body still uncomfortable?"

Ye Ming was stunned, lifted the quilt and looked at Lu Yi, and then looked at the other fellow doors. Because he has indeed not rested for the past few days, he was tormented by the dragon bite and was fascinated, and he couldn't distinguish the reality of the dream for a while.

Ye Ming closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and pressed the Shenting acupoint: "Second Senior Brother is nagging again, how familiar this is, it's a hell ...... today."

Lu Yi said: "It's not you who see the ghost, it's us who see the ghost, where did you come back? Where have you been in the past two months?"

Ye Ming opened his eyes to meet the gazes of the people around him, and after a while, his head buzzed, and he jumped down from the bed and said, "This is the Sword Pavilion? No! It's the Sword Pavilion! I'm back!"

"Pay attention to the injury, don't move yet. The surrounding brothers hurriedly held him up.

"Don't get excited, this is the Sword Pavilion, you have suffered an internal injury, plus you are overtrained, it is best to lie down and recuperate first. Second Senior Brother Lu Yi asked Ye Ming several questions with concern: "How did you get your injuries? Where did you go, how did you come back? Was there an enemy chasing and killing, why did you fall in the lake?"

Ye Ming's brain swelled for a while, but he generally knew what the second senior brother was asking: What happened, why did he disappear for so long?

This person is Lu Yi, the second senior brother of the same generation as Ye Ming, his martial arts skills in the Sword Pavilion are not the best among his peers, but he is the most careful manager in the sect, in charge of the trivial matters in the faction. And he takes great care of his brothers and sisters, and even scolds his juniors easily, and he is as good as a Buddha.

"It's really you," Ye Ming took Lu Yi's hand, tears rolling in his eyes, "I thought it would be difficult to see each other again in this life, senior brother, this trip is really a world away!"

For the people around him, they said, "What the hell is going on?"

Ye Ming wiped his tears and said, "You definitely don't believe it, but it's all true, come and tell you about the bad things in the past few days!"

Ye Ming seemed to be waiting for someone to ask this sentence, and he told all the experiences he had encountered in so many days, including the crossing, and everyone was confused. Most of the others laughed and said that Ye Ming was stupid, but looking at Ye Ming's chest burns and serious injuries inside and outside, they also felt that this matter was very mysterious. can hurt Ye Ming like this, looking at the rivers and lakes, I really can't find a few.

Only Lu Yi's apprentice said very seriously: "I'll just say it's true! After Uncle Shi fell down at that time, I saw a blue light emitting from the bottom of the pool, it's true." ”

Zhong Zichen is Ye Ming's junior nephew, and he just discovered Ye Ming. At that time, when that incident happened, he watched Ye Ming fall, because he saw the vision of the light at the bottom of the lake, so as long as he was free, he stayed by the pool in a daze, which saved Ye Ming who was drowning.

Since Zhong Zichen was only nine years old, it is estimated that no one believed what he said at the time, and even if Ye Ming came back now, it would still be difficult for most people to understand why the bottom of the lake was connected to another world.

"Well, these things will be discussed later, Ye Ming, you have a good rest, and everyone should not disturb him to recuperate. The second senior brother Lu Yi stroked his beard, stood up and said that Ye Ming's injuries should be well recuperated, and sent everyone out.

He took Zhong Zichen to see the lake, and before leaving, he told Ye Ming that he would come to him to discuss things in the next few days.

"Okay, I'm sorry for the trouble. ”

"Why do you say these words more, rest in peace......"

The friendship of the sect is comparable to that of siblings, everyone eats, sleeps, practices martial arts, and fights in groups, although there is no blood relationship, but these people are indeed relatives. Of course, the Sword Pavilion is special here, only the relationship between the same sect is better, and most of the words of different sects are more different.

Ye Ming, who was lying on his back in his bedroom, looked at the familiar furnishings in the room, the wound still had a slight tingling and the coolness of the ointment, these medicines, these bandages, should have been carefully bandaged by the senior brothers, Ye Ming sincerely felt that it was good to be back.

Sure enough, it is still the most reassuring in the Sword Pavilion, although there is also unpleasant violence here, but it is still much better than the inexplicability of that world. Unfamiliar environments, outrageous spells, the strife of magic swords, the entanglement of black dragons...... These strange things are really not suitable for a charlatan.

When I close my eyes slightly, I recall the experience I just had, as if it were fake, full of illusion and unreality. Don't blame others for not believing their own words, because this is too off-line, maybe it's just a dream of your own, and when you wake up from the dream, it's okay to be real or fake.

Ye Ming turned over, his hands on the pillow and his head thinking about the previous events-

Tia, Echo, and the students and elves. What kind of people are they, and their practice methods are very different from their own, but these people have their own unique skills, and any time they come to this era, they will cause a sensation.

Ye Ming was distressed for a while, and then left these things behind: "Ahaha! Now that you're back, what else do you want?" Although he reminded himself like this, he still couldn't help but think of Gu Lan and Zhou Chongwu.

When you think of Gulan, you naturally think of cold frost. I don't know what happened to Leng Wushuang, she suddenly shot at herself that day, but there may be some reason. Ye Ming really couldn't think of a reason for Leng Wushuang to kill himself, it was probably a misunderstanding, and he needed to find an opportunity to talk to him in person.

Ye Ming was still young and had no more disciples, so it was Lu Yi's apprentice Zhong Zichen who came to take care of him.

When Zhong Zichen brought the food, Ye Ming asked, "Zichen, do you know where Master Wushuang is now?"

Zhong Zichen was stunned for a moment, then sniffled and cried: "Uncle Shi is dead." ”

"What!" Ye Ming was startled, and suddenly jumped up and said, "How is it possible? How can you die?"

His whole body tensed, the wound cracked, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his heart.

Zhong Zichen was startled, and immediately came over to support Ye Ming and said, "Uncle Master, lie down and rest, your injury is not healed yet, if there is anything, let me call Master to ......" After that, he walked out.

"Wait!" Ye Ming grabbed Zhong Zichen and said, "What do you call me?"

Zhong Zichen said: "Uncle in charge?"

"Why?"

Zhong Zichen said: "After Uncle Shi did it that day, because Uncle Shi passed away and Uncle Shi disappeared, we fought with Uncle Shi's Xingzong, and many people were killed and injured. ”

Ye Ming hugged his head and said sadly: "How can this be ......?"

"Uncle Master is gone, so of course the head is Uncle Master. ”

Ye Ming was dizzy for a while: "Senior sister, she ......"

Zhong Zichen saw that Ye Ming was thinking too much, and he was very worried, so he immediately went to call Lu Yi to come to Ye Ming.

When Ye Ming saw Lu Yi, he immediately asked, "Second Senior Brother, what the hell is going on?"

"You calm down first. Lu Yi helped Ye Ming take the pulse, and then pressed Ye Ming's bamboo acupoint and Lao Gong acupoint to calm Ye Ming down, and then began to talk about what happened after Ye Ming's disappearance.