Chapter 200: Halfway Home
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After going through so many things, the friendship between the two of them has long been extremely strong, Zhou Mengdie naturally would not punish her for just a secret book, and then said: "It's just a martial arts, just thank Miss Fengwu for saving her life!"
Wan Qing on the side stuck out her tongue at Zhou Mengdie and said, "She's not called Feng Wu, I guess, the next time we meet, I'm afraid I'll call her Miss Zhurong!"
Zhou Mengdie was slightly stunned, then she remembered that the holy women of the Zhurong tribe were called Zhurong, nodded thoughtfully, and then discussed with Wanqing, and finally decided to immediately return to the Central Plains to find Qitian's traces.
Although it is strong, it is a monkey after all, and now all the masters of the Broken Void Realm have left, and the masters at the peak of the Great Grandmaster Realm are the strongest in this world, although Qi Tian can no longer be killed in an instant like meeting Zhang Sanfeng, but it still makes Zhou Mengdie a little worried.
"Master, aren't we going to pick up Dugu Fan in Vermilion Bird City? Where do we leave him alone, but it's not good?" Seeing Zhou Mengdie detour towards Dali, without the slightest intention of entering the Vermilion Bird District, a trace of incomprehension appeared on Wanqing's face.
Zhou Mengdie walked in front of Wanqing, slashed a beast that came out of nowhere, and then glanced back at Wanqing and said: "Shizun has his own arrangements, you can rest assured, this is a good thing for mortals!"
Wan Qing nodded thoughtfully, and then casually froze a poisonous snake swimming towards the two of them on the ground into an ice sculpture.
The two of them went to Dali all the way, because Zhou Mengdie's waist still hung the sachet given by the Holy Maiden of Zhurong. Therefore, from time to time, some powerful beasts came to attack, but fortunately, Zhou Mengdie's strength was strong, and he also forcibly subdued a green bull as a mount on the way.
Wan Qing rode horizontally on the back of the green ox, and Zhou Mengdie found a hemp rope from nostrils out of nowhere, and also laid more than ten sword qi generated by different sword intents in its body, as long as it moved slightly. It can immediately be said that it cannot survive or die.
His original intention was not to leave Qingniu's life, but he didn't want Wanqing to insist again and again, and in desperation, Zhou Mengdie had no choice but to keep it.
Fortunately, the green cow was quite honest along the way, which made Zhou Mengdie feel a lot more at ease.
As time passed, Zhou Mengdie was very puzzled, why did a herbivorous beast like a green cow attack them frequently?
Until he was about to go out of southern Xinjiang, Zhou Mengdie found a waterhole to take a bath. The young man sneaked into Zhou Mengdie's shirt, swallowed his cloth bag placed on top of his clothes into his belly, and then made a high-pitched cow 'moo' sound, Zhou Mengdie reacted that they were calculated by the saint along the way!
Although he was a little puzzled why the Holy Maiden Zhurong would frame him, he still hated her behavior so much, and the slight gratitude in his heart disappeared!
It's the last day of autumn, and the sun is setting. Zhou Mengdie led a strange beast green cow, and Wanqing sat on the back of the cow. Between the two, Wanqing is like a master, but Zhou Mengdie has become an apprentice!
After entering Dali, I found a Yuelai Inn, inquired about some recent things that have happened in the rivers and lakes, and then went straight to Zhongzhou without saying a word, and did not mention it for the time being.
Let's talk about the Yuelai Inn in Suzaku City. That Dugu Fan lived in the Yuelai Inn for more than two months, and began to practice martial arts hard every morning when he got up, and only returned to the room to rest when the moon was bright and the wind was thin.
Dugu Fan is worthy of being the blood of the Dugu family. It is worthy of Jian Zun's own flesh and blood, but he has an extremely amazing talent for the comprehension of swordsmanship, and in just two months, his basic swordsmanship has almost been cultivated to the realm of unparalleled in the world.
After more than two months of hard cultivation, his whole person has lost a lot of weight. Dugu Fan, who was very thin himself, looked even thinner again, which made the shopkeeper who delivered food and water to him every day and did the laundry feel distressed.
After all, she is a woman, and Dugu Fan is a child, and the shopkeeper who is overflowing with motherhood is a little repulsed by the next arrangements ordered by Zhou Mengdie.
Although Zhou Mengdie instructed her to reach the realm of Dugu Fan's basic swordsmanship that is unparalleled in the world, after he learned the internal strength and mental method left by Zhou Mengdie, he found an excuse to drive him away and let him walk the rivers and lakes by himself to practice.
But she was a little unbearable in her heart, for this young child who was full of coldness, but after taking care of him for half a month, she loved it from the bottom of her heart, and she couldn't bear to let him suffer a little bit.
So after he practiced the internal strength of the mind, she did not drive him away, but treated him better every day, many incomprehensible points above the martial arts, and tried her best to answer for him, so that Dugu Fan's martial arts cultivation made rapid progress, and when Zhou Mengdie just arrived in Zhongzhou, he already had the strength of the second-rate rivers and lakes, and its strength was also improving rapidly.
Zhou Mengdie naturally didn't know that his original arrangement for Dugu Fan had been unknowingly tampered with by the shopkeeper, allowing him to experience some more tribulations, taste the warmth and coldness of the world, and see all the states of the world. Then he guided him more, gradually diluted the hatred in his heart, and finally went bankrupt.
Fortunately, the shopkeeper was good to him, and he quietly affected his hatred unconsciously.
On the other hand, in the city of Xiangyang in the Northern Xuanwu District, Confucianism, located in the east of the city, suddenly broke into an uninvited guest. A monkey in a tiger skin dress suddenly broke in, but was stopped by a child who looked to be no more than three or four years old.
Qi Tian's eyes were glowing with golden light, and after looking at the little girl, he said, "Little girl, get out of the way, don't block my way." ”
The little girl glanced at him with her head up, and said, "Sir said that strangers should not disturb him while he was lecturing. ”
Qi Tian's expression moved, and his voice trembled a little and asked, "What is your husband's name?"
A hint of pride appeared on the little girl's face, and she said, "Don't you know my master? He is Xiangyang City, no, the Confucian master Lin Daoru who is known to everyone in the entire Great Song Dynasty. ”
"Lin Daoru, Lin Daoru, Lin Daoru" Qi Tian muttered Lin Daoru's name several times, but his face suddenly showed a hint of joy, and said: "Okay, master, after three thousand six hundred yuan, the apprentice can be regarded as finding you!"
Two tears flowed from his eyes, a trace of joy appeared on Qi Tian's face, and a trace of vicissitudes that did not match his age burst out in his eyes, but in the end, he took the little girl in his arms, and then walked towards Confucianism.
It walked with a gentle pace, and came to the outside of the school with a somewhat apprehensive expression, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar body in the school, a trace of remembrance appeared on Qi Tian's face, his body trembled uncontrollably, how many years, how many years has his soul been searching in the three thousand worlds, and finally, finally saw its long-lost master here.
Qi Tian may not be Qi Tian at this time, after obtaining the magical power in the totem pole, the memory hidden in the depths of his soul has gradually awakened, he finally understands why he has no father and no mother, and finally understands why he was born so close to humans, and finally understands, why, he will wake up in this world.
All of this is only because of which man named Lin Daoru, which one, his immortal soul pursued the reincarnation of the master of the 3,600 Yuan Society.
It seems to be a very old story, about the origin of the world, about the cause and effect of everything. When Qi Tian and Lin Daoru met, an ancient picture gradually unfolded. It's just that all of this doesn't seem to have much to do with Zhou Mengdie.
Three days later, on the top of Mount Hua, Lin Daoru, who had awakened his memory, held the reincarnation of Chu Yan in one hand and the totem golden stick in Qi Tian's hand in the other.
A beautiful divine phoenix flew out of the portal, with a long roar, auspicious clouds. It waved its wings and slowly came to Lin Daoru's feet, carrying him into the portal.
At the same time as his body entered the portal, a golden stick suddenly fell from above the sky in front of Qi Tian's body.
Qi Tian's eyes also flew out of a golden light at the same time, and escaped into the portal. After a long time, it opened its eyes, looked at its position with some confusion, and muttered: "Didn't I accompany my master to the monkey tribe in southern Xinjiang as a guest?
Qi Tian immediately withdrew from Huashan and was about to rush to the southern frontier, but he suddenly heard that the Haoqi Sect in Zhongzhou had been given a war letter by the Tianxia Alliance, one of the ten major forces of the Inhumans, and he couldn't help frowning.
Xin said: "The master is just working hard in southern Xinjiang, with Wanqing by his side, he will not be lonely, the Haoqi Sect was founded by the ancestor, if he is picked by the Tianxia Alliance, I am afraid that the master will have to be angry again." Hehe, I'd better go and solve the crisis of the Haoqi Sect first, and then go to the south to find the master!"
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