Chapter 609: Is it from the master?

This is really pretty for the blind!
-Really blind!
King Luo Dayian cursed inwardly, and the black army officer had no choice but to watch the white-haired old man send someone to invite Shen Zhenyi to tell the story.
Ordinary iron-blooded disciples are quite indifferent to Shen Zhenyi.
After all, Shen Zhenyi didn't make a shot just now. It was the four elders and their black iron battle. In the end, the monster fled. Although Shen Zhenyi exploded behind him, it wasn't clear whether Shen Zhenyi took the shot or not, taking their cultivation as the realm.
Most of them subconsciously ignored Shen Zhenyi.
So no one took the initiative to entertain them for a long time.
At this time, the Master of Secret Law suddenly came to invite, although those iron disciples could not say that they were front and back, but their attitude was also changed greatly.
The secret master craftsman is usually too lazy to say a word to his own disciples, let alone an outsider? Those who got him an invitation to meet were all extraordinary people.
"He wants to see me?"
Shen Zhenyi turned her head, sighing sighing, looking at the figure of the white-haired old man in the distance.
"Well, it's okay to meet."
He waved, "Three of you, go with me."
The three persons such as Chu Huoluo should claim to be walking along with Shen Zhenyi to the secret master. They didn't have a chance just now, but they still admire the dedication and sacrifice of the Iron Man.
"Master, Mr. Shen San is here!"
The mysterious master craftsman is guarded by many iron-blooded disciples around him. Although he has no tile cover, he is still not close. The man who was sent to find Shen Zhenyi came to report. When he moved, his face turned into excitement.
King Luo Tiantian looked in his eyes, and wondered.
Shen Zhenyi is just a new elder. Although his status is high, he is still far behind the master craftsman who masters the lifeblood of the overlord city. Even the elder Ouyang must be here, and he must respect and respect the old man. Why does he have a deep eye for Shen Zhenyi and even show this look?
"You all step back."
The mysterious master craftsman spoke softly. Although the voice is small, it is like a decree to all the disciples. At once, Hula happily spread out several circles.
Army Black Division and King Luo suddenly stood in the same place, neither staying nor walking, it was embarrassing.
"You two, please go to rest first."
The secret master craftsman is not polite to them, it is directly commanding tone.
King Luo Datian was frustrated and gave Shen Zhenyi a stern glance, leaving his sleeves.
Kurosawa's army was unhappy, but his city was deeper, he only played a haha, and retired with the secret master craftsman.
The two of them withdrew from each other dozens of feet apart, and turned back to each other, wanting to see what the secret master craftsman and Shen Zhenyi wanted to say.
-Unfortunately, it is not possible.
I saw the ground creeping, and a high iron wall surrounded in a circle, slowly rising, turned out to be all people outside!
What secret does this secret master craftsman and Shen Zhenyi have to say, to be so serious?
King Luo Tiantian was like a cat scratching himself, curious and jealous.
But I don't know inside the high wall. Once the secret master craftsman separated the outside world, his face suddenly showed an overwhelming look, struggling to pull his body out of the mud, and he wanted to pay tribute to Shen Zhenyi.
"Meet the boy"
His tone was agitated, almost old tears.
"All right!"
Shen Zhenyi waved his hand and told him to stop: "You're wearing too much and you're going to die soon, why?"
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Chu Huoluo was almost numb to this scene.
-Sure enough, Master, you know again.
But, Master said, Master Secret Master can only live for 60 years at most. How can it be calculated that Master should not have the opportunity to meet with him. What is going on?
She was suddenly a little confused.
The mysterious master conveyed a bitter smile: "The decayed body, but my skin and blood are flowing, and I can regenerate myself, but I can't think of being able to see my son again. I can thank you in person, I am here, I am also envious Blessed. "
He looked so calm that he didn't dare to show any respect.
Shen Zhenyi sighed: "The way to regenerate thousands of fine blood and iron is that I pass you on, but this is not a good thing. Since you have been a thousand years, you have suffered a lot and accumulated great merit. Good respect. "
what?
Chu Huoluo raised her ears and felt that she had heard something extraordinary.
At first I thought she would not be surprised by what Master did, but she still broke through her imagination.
Fine blood and iron, cast Xiongcheng, keep the human race alive.
This was great and majestic, which made them all sigh for a while.
Now you tell me again, the result was passed down by Master?
Master, do you have any skills?
"By the son."
The mysterious master craftsman passed on no credit, and rejoiced: "I was struggling for thousands of years. I thought that the human race had fallen forever, and it was gone forever. I didn't expect the son to come back to the world. Does that mean that we are hurting the world, Is there a hint of life? "
After so many years of hard work, he wanted so much suffering that he wanted to let the people survive, but the situation was deteriorating day by day, fierce beasts were growing day by day, the news of destruction was increasing day by day, and even the blood and ash were no longer complete.
Even he was inevitably losing hope.
I did not expect to see the light in the mire and darkness of despair.
Shen Zhenyi patted his shoulder: "Since I'm here this time, I'm fine."
Man is dying, and his words are good.
Shen Zhenyi rarely gives people promises, but for a dying person-and a person who has died thousands of times, it is unavoidable to be especially kind.
The mysterious master crafted a ecstatic expression on his face.
He was dying, but he had never been so happy.
"Then I'll be willing to die."
The mysterious master craftsman laughed, waved his hand, and said, "Is this your new disciple, your son?"
He doesn't have Hitomi, but Chu Huoluo and others can feel his eyes.
"It's enviable."
The Secret Master craftsman's tone is sincere, "Everyone who can swim with the son is worth anything. Today happens to be the three, please come forward."
Chu Huoluo and others were cyanotic and didn't know what he meant.
Shen Zhenyi understood, and for a moment he nodded and said, "Go up, he's kind."
Chu Huoluo, Zi Ningjun and the Lord Long Jun came to the master of the Secret Master. He raised his arms and shot a blue light from the center of his eyebrow. Turn around and fall down, like a starry rain!
The three bathed in the starry rain, only feeling lazy, as if floating in warm water.
"Master!"
Outside the high wall, some people saw this scene, but they let out a lot of sorrow. Suddenly, a large number of iron-hearted disciples fell down on their knees, crying and crying.