Pen~Fun~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Zhu Ziming saw that the master said to leave, and hurriedly shouted: Master, wait a minute, the disciple still needs your old man's help!

The phantom turned around and said weakly, "What's the matter?"

Master's disciples will also have to practice here for at least three months, but I really can't rest assured, those relatives and friends who are waiting for me, can you ask Master to take a trip!

Fusheng thought about it, but he was illusory In order to avoid being too shocking, he didn't want to explain more, so he hesitated a little and said: Ming'er, you know that you are a phantom with just one battle of secret arts, and you can't appear under the public rashly!

Even if I get the word, I guess no one will believe it!

Zhu Ziming thought about it, in the past, even if he was killed, he would not believe such a fantasy thing, but he couldn't help but pass on a message, otherwise although I left a letter when I left, it would be a mess again at the moment!

He was right, since he left that night, the next morning, grandpa Long went back to the sky to discuss things with him, found that the room was empty, and accidentally found that there was a letter left on the table, only to know that he had gone to the tiger's den alone, and suddenly he didn't know what to do, half a day later, he came back to his senses, and the two uncles of Zejia and Huoyan Island came to discuss what to do next, in order to avoid worrying about their mother Gu Yue and Yu Niang, they didn't tell them, they just said that they had something to go out, although the two of them were full of disbelief, but they didn't make any more trouble, and they were worried all day long!

Tie Longyun, who went to investigate Gyatso and his gang early the next morning, was injured and returned, and the ten people who went in front of him all died in the hands of Gyatso and others, and he still escaped by luck with a hundred years of skill, which can be regarded as saving a life, but his own injuries are very serious!

In order to avoid everyone worrying, he concealed the truth and only said that he was slightly injured, when he learned that Zhu Ziming went to the tiger's den alone, he was angry and caused internal injuries, spurting blood more than once, everyone then understood how serious his injuries were, and suddenly the whole team was full of gloom!

Seeing that his beloved disciple was doing this, the Venerable Master couldn't let go of his mind and meditated on his practice, and it seemed that he couldn't ignore it, so he sighed and said, "Ming'er, I think so!"

You write a letter now, and I'll give it to them, and they'll understand!

Zhu Ziming thought about it, and there was no other way at this moment, so he could only hastily write a letter, and watched the Master leave in the Thousand Instructions of the Venerable Master, until the Master's back disappeared from his sight, then he sighed, sat down cross-legged on the kneeling mat in front of your portrait in the study, opened the secret book of "Heavenly Daolu" in his hand and comprehended it carefully, and instantly entered the state of forgetting nothing!

Talking about the Venerable Master, with Zhu Ziming's letter, he was a phantom, and it didn't take long for him to come to the station of Long Huitian and others, looking at it, the whole station was filled with a gloomy and miserable mist-like dead silence, and everyone also showed a decadent look on their faces, and shook their heads slightly disappointed, according to Zhu Ziming's description, he threw the belief in the gods into Long Huitian's hands unconsciously, and Long Huitian, who was looking down and thinking about things, only felt a breeze sweeping over his hand, and at a glance, he found that he had an extra letter in his hand, and he was very surprised, thinking that if someone wanted to take his life, he was afraid that he was already dead at the moment, and it seemed that he was a friend rather than an enemy！

Hurriedly opened the letter in his hand, and looked at the general content: Zhu Ziming was seriously injured because he was defeated by the old bald donkey of Gyatso, and he was rescued by Luo Xue, and he turned the danger into a disaster, thinking of all kinds of things in the future, let Luo Blood send himself back to the Fusheng Cave Mansion, and then rest his martial arts to cope with the situation of the coming day, and he had to go to the heavens to hang the curtain in the cave to meet the master Fusheng Venerable Master to show him martial arts, and he needed three months to rest and practice the deeper martial arts of "Tiandaolu", please grandfather, that is, mothers, don't worry, you will return after three months!

When Long Huitian saw this, his heart finally let go, he sighed for a long time, and told everyone about it, and after everyone discussed it again, they decided to avoid him for the time being, in order to kill him by surprise in the future!

For the time being, I found a hidden place nearby and hibernated!

Zhu Ziming in the floating cave after the help of the master's three hundred years of mana, his realm can be described as a thousand miles a day, he cares about everyone, day and night, stepping up penance, except for occasionally teasing the little chinchilla, it can be said that he doesn't even sleep, after eating and after a short rest, he closes his eyes and cultivates!

Three months later

Zhu Ziming stood at the door of the floating cave with a little chinchilla in his arms, at this time he was no longer the one he was three months ago, the original immature face, at this time there was some maturity and vicissitudes, a light flick in the air, the stone door of the floating cave was changed and closed, and he reluctantly looked at the last glance of this century-old cave, so that Zhan Xin practiced, the floating life pace swung ten miles, like flying immortals outside the sky to the station where the dragon returned to the sky like flying away!

It didn't take long for the little chinchilla to appear in front of the original base camp of Luo Xue, at this time the base camp had already turned into ashes, looking at it, the surrounding desolation was extremely desolate, and he thought in horror: I have only been away from here for only three months, how can this place become unrecognizable, my mother Gen Yuniang doesn't know what happened!

Otherwise, even if you die, you will not be able to reduce your guilt!

He just lowered his head and thought about things, and temporarily lost his guard against everything around him, and suddenly a leisurely voice with a slight cry sounded behind him: Brother Ming, is it you?

Zhu Ziming naturally heard whose voice it was, turned his head suddenly, and found that ten zhang away from him, standing with red eyes and a slightly emaciated sword, with Zhu Ziming's turn, the sword found that it was Brother Ming, who was thinking about it for a long time, and almost separated by yin and yang, so he couldn't help the pain of lovesickness for many days, and rushed towards Zhu Ziming!

Zhu Ziming also held the sword that ran towards him in his arms with tears in his eyes, and suddenly burst into tears, at this moment he didn't care about being elegant or not, the two of them hugged for half an hour and couldn't bear to separate, or the little chinchilla in Zhu Ziming's arms really couldn't stand the force added by the two of them: scream hard!

Both of them were startled, and immediately separated, and looked at it, the little chinchilla in Zhu Ziming's arms was glaring at them with resentful eyes at the moment!

Zhu Ziming naturally hurriedly apologized and flattered, as a woman, Hua Jian had no resistance to this fluffy and cute animal, and no matter how Zhu Ziming reacted, he excitedly snatched the little chinchilla in Zhu Ziming's arms, hugged and kissed, and laughed non-stop, at this time the little chinchilla was very depressed, kept screaming, and struggled in Hua Fen's arms!