Vol 3 Chapter 1843: Meet up

The master has orders, and the naturalness of being an apprentice does not dare to follow. Ling Yu cries and smiles and says: "You must be obedient to your life!"
The wind of the leaves smiled with satisfaction. Although the apprentice was forced to give him the door, all aspects were actually good.
Whether it is talent, resilience, or the power of the blood.
It’s not the material of the knife. It’s just that at the beginning, it’s really not a request, and Ling Yu’s apprentice.
For the boxing method, although the leaf wind is not good at it, it can point and teach Ling Yu, but there is no problem.
More importantly, his vision is extensive and high, and his experiences are comparable to those of other elders who are not Zongmen.
Even if it is not a boxing master, it can be cultivated under the door, and it is much stronger than other elders.
For Ling Yu, it is also an opportunity to cherish the disciples of the leaves.
On weekdays, diligent and eager to learn, progress quickly, and did not let the leaves wind disappoint.
The two divisions, the relationship is OK.
"I want to go see the door, your uncle will take care of you first, don't be scornful. What are the requirements, try to satisfy."
"Yes."
The wind of the leaves flashed and disappeared into the mountains. Obviously, Xiao Chen’s affairs must be explained personally with the head.
After the master left, Ling Yu’s face changed, and he smiled and looked at Xiao Chen:
Xiao Gongzi, OK, you haven’t seen it for a month or two. It’s actually mixed into my uncle. I was really blind.

Xiao Chen didn't take it easy, and whispered softly: "Teacher, don't forget the words of my brother, let's lead the way."
Ling Yu remembered this, and suddenly he was depressed. He said with frustration: "Come with me, first find a place to live with you. I don't know, how should the master arrange you, live in my yard first."
Down the road down the mountain, Xiao Chen is a little experience, Ziyan Zong's style.
All kinds of rare and exotic fruits can be seen everywhere here. They are dotted on both sides of the road and grow freely in a pile of weeds.
As if you are used to it, it is like a real weed.
A glimpse of it, you will find that after a certain forest, there is an ancient temple, I do not know how long it has existed. Filled with the ancient atmosphere, there are high-ranking guards, a little look, actually is the star of the sea.
In a blink of an eye, people who are scared do not dare to look again.
Occasionally there are disciples who pass by, after seeing Ling Yu, they will respectfully call a teacher.
Xiao Chen stunned, the leaf wind predecessor is the head of the uncle, Ling Yu this guy is young, in Ziyan Zong is the head and the peer.
On weekdays, they are all others, and they are called by his uncle. Today, the wind and water are turning, and finally it is his turn.
Moreover, the person he once refused to be cold and ugly, is also expected.
In the past, when someone called him a teacher, Ling Yu’s heart would be dark, but today I don’t know why.
The name of Shi Shu, when he heard it is very awkward, I feel that all are swearing words.
Has been squinting, depressed and unhappy.
"Hey, this is the yard I practiced on weekdays. There are still a few partial houses. You can choose one."
Ling Yu stopped his footsteps in front of an abundance yard on the mountainside.
Zi Yanzong, the grade is strict, the class is obvious.
Outside disciples, living and practicing on weekdays, are at the foot of the most aura. The inner disciple can go further, and the mountainside is a core disciple like Ling Yu.
Further up, it is the true disciple and the elders in the door. As for the mountain with a strong aura like the colorful mist, it is the privilege of a very small number of people.
Xiao Chen looked at the yard and praised it: "Good place, halfway up the mountain, this yard has the best position. The heavens and the earth are the most abundant, the environment is elegant, and there is still a mountain spring waterfall in the backyard."
Ling Yu’s face showed a hint of color:
That’s it, you don’t look at who’s yard. Although I’m not a true disciple, I’m young, and there’s a family, and I’m going to arrange for me. Under the master."
"One district, a good home, what counted."
Xiao Chen nodded: "There is a future, but can the uncle be a normal guest? How can I live in a partial house, the little teacher, you are right."
"What do you mean? You let me live in a partial house, this is my yard..."
Xiao Chen said: "It makes sense, then I still live with my brother, the spirit is strong, the air is not bad."
After turning around and leaving, Ling Yu couldn’t help himself, but he could remember the explanation of Master.
You must know that you have driven Xiao Chen out, and that’s it.
Put up a smile, pull forward Xiao Chen said: "Do not be angry with the teacher, I can sleep in a partial room."
"But I am a person who never likes to force others."
"Haha, it's okay, it's okay, occasionally sleeping in a partial room, it's actually pretty good."
"I will live for at least half a year." Xiao Chen ruthlessly said a fact.
Ling Yu's face froze, stiff smile: "Yes, just right, I have more contact with the uncle."
Half-pull and half-please, finally let Xiao Chen change his mind, Ling Yu is powerless: "That's it, Shi Shu, what do you need, call me at any time."
Xiao Chen nodded and sat on the main seat of the main house. He said casually: "First come with a cup of tea."
"you sure?"
Ling Yu was a little bit angry, and he really used him as a servant.
Xiao Chen said with a slow smile: "When you are on the road, you can't sit down and give a cup of tea to your teacher. You can't do it? This is how to take care of you? You are always like this to your elders?"
"Good, good, good!"
Even three good words, Ling Yu, who has never brewed tea, find tea sets, start preparing tea, spring water, and get busy.
the other side.
The leaves of the wind saw the Ziyan Zongzhang, a long story short, and a few words, the completion of Xiao Chen's affairs.
Zi Yanzong’s head is screaming:
Uncle Shi, you must manage this.

The leaves are calm and calm: "Nature, the master is very kind to me, it makes no sense, and does not take care of his descendants."
"Well, what help is needed, all the resources of Ziyan Zong, the teacher and the uncle can move."
Exploring the attitude of the leaf wind, Zi Yanzong taught, and soon made a decision. Xiao Chen is only a small character, but the leaf wind is the pinnacle of Ziyan Zong. He said that the black lotus can only offend the scalp.
"No, this is a private matter of the Emperor's pulse. It has nothing to do with Zi Yanzong. I only need the starry sky transmission of Zongmen, and it is convenient to send me to the nearest place in the world of Heilongjiang."
In the graveyard, I don’t know how many big worlds, even the Holy One can’t reach some places in a short time.
Only by means of the starry sky transmission array can we rush from one big world to another big world.
The head was shocked: "Now, are you going to leave?"
"Do your best, naturally, the sooner you start, the better, and open up the resources of the starry sky, I will make up."
When the voice fell, the leaves of the wind came out of the Zongmen Hall. His footsteps seemed to be slow and urgent. He returned to the knife holder on the knife and took a knife. He then turned and set foot on the starry sky.
The light flashed, and the next moment he appeared, separated by a transmission array of many big worlds.
The person who sent the array on that side only heard a knife and did not see anyone transmitting it.
Because the leaf wind has turned into a smear of light, came to the foot of the Black Lotus.
Along the mountain path, he walked step by step, surrounded by large arrays, and in the dark, all the guards and monks, did not find this living person.
Among the temples, above the black lotus throne, the black lotus goddess, suddenly opened his eyes.
In the hall, when the leaves did not know when, they came inside.
"What kind of wind, the strongest knife in the grave, from the purple Yanzong, to blow to me."
The black lotus statue is dignified and does not see the anger and faintness.
He was once faced with the existence of the king, what kind of scenes have been seen, will not be scared by a knife.
The leaves are expressionless, and with a glance, he knows that he is not the opponent of this black lotus.
At least in this holy mountain, it will not be the opponent of the other side.
but it does not matter.
He never thought about it, really killing each other. Can kill the other party, he will not think that this is a little difficult.
He only needs to pull out the knife and pull out a knife.
In the next moment, among the temples, there was a Buddha's voice that shocked the heavens. The temple took out a smear of knives, and the Buddha statues rising high in the mountains collapsed.
Outside the mountain gate, the leaves winded on the ground with one knee, the right hand with a long knife, and the bottom half a foot.
Coughing, a large mouth of blood fell on the ground, the leaves of the wind suddenly looked up, found that not far away, there is actually a white snow lotus bloom.
There was a smile on his face, and the leaves rose to pick up the snow lotus.
As a wind, gently drifting, he returned to the starry sky transmission array near the big world. The light flashed, and he lifted his foot and appeared outside Ling Yu’s courtyard.
At this moment, Ling Yu tea has just been soaked in half, and the aroma is the most intense time.
Suddenly looked up, just saw the leaf wind, Ling Yu smiled: "Master, I am giving tea to the teacher, you can try it together."
The leaves are warm and a smile: "Not bad."
After that, take a few pieces of snow lotus petals and put them into the water lightly.
At the side of Xiao Chen, sit down at will, and hand the snow lotus to Xiao Chen: "I heard the teacher said that the snow lotus that grew out in the dark and filthy is the most beautiful. Today is the knowledge, and I will send you a face-to-face ceremony."
Xiao Chen took the snow lotus, his face was a little weird, and the leaf wind came in with a knife.
Still a handle, just a knife with blood...