Chapter 412 (1/2)
A farce ended with the appearance of misty and scattered people.
Several astonishing and gorgeous young people were taught by Zichen.
”Chorus, shout!” Zichen opened his mouth.
”Teacher... Elder sister... Husband...” the eight favored sons of heaven spoke at the same time. Everyone shrugged and pulled a face, heart unwilling.
In the distance, everyone is stupid. What's the strange address, elder martial sister husband?
”Well, Zichen, don't embarrass them.” Misty scattered people appear, a smile.
”See you, master.” Purple Chen a sweep before the arrogant posture, respectfully to the misty Sanren line a gift.
Whether it is in the ruins of the salvation grace, or with Su Mengyao left the teaching grace, are enough to bear the Zichen ceremony.
”All right, all right! You use your own strength to suppress many big forces in the barbarian land. You are famous. I dare not let you do such a big ceremony. ” Misty casual joked.
Along with the misty and scattered people, there is also an old man.
”Master!”
Among the young people, many of them saw Lao Dao's eyes shining. He turned to face the pig's head and ran to the old road.
”Master, he... He...”
several people pointed to Zichen and wanted to complain, but found that they didn't know what to say. Is it said that Zichen bullied them, a pair of eight, with less to fight more?
”That's enough. Isn't it shameful enough?” The old Taoist had a black face.
”Zichen paid a visit to the elder. I dare to disturb you. Please forgive me.” Zichen sees the appearance to open mouth.
”Good, good! In the past, I always heard younger martial brother mention you and said that you are a dragon and Phoenix among human beings. I can't believe that when I see you today, you really have the appearance of dragon and Phoenix. ” It's hard for old Taoist to laugh.
A farce of breaking through the barrier ended with the appearance of two elders.
Everyone left, but Zichen today's power, is to let everyone remember deeply. It's one on eight. No one dares to underestimate Zichen.
The purple Chen followed the misty scattered person to leave.
In the room, spread out a strange cry of Zichen.
”What, Mengyao is not here?” Zichen looks at the misty scattered person in disbelief.
”Yes, she left two years ago.” Misty scattered humanity.
”Did she go alone, or was she followed by her teachers and elders?”
”Alone!”
”Why, she is just a weak woman. Why did the elder let her go?” Purple Chen stares at an eye, apparent urgent.
Misty Sanren took a sip of tea and said, ”two years ago, when the news of your death came, Mengyao was heartbroken. After that, regardless of our dissuasion, he insisted on leaving. ”
”But you can persuade her. It's obviously a rumor. How many times in these years did they not make rumors? ” Zichen is still dissatisfied.
There is no language in the air.
The news of other people's death is obviously true. But you Zichen is just like Xiaoqiang. You can be assured of your death. After disappearing for a few years, you appear again. You know, at that time, it was the words of several influential Yukong later, and each of them guaranteed the accuracy of the information with his or her life.
”What was the state of her departure?” Purple Chen is unwilling to ask a way.
”In the early days of imperial air defense, there were few rivals in the same realm.”
”Just like Meng Xi?” Zichen sneered.
Misty scattered person shakes his head and laughs, ”Zichen, you don't always use you to measure others. Meng Xi's fighting power, in the same generation, is enough to be proud.”
”But there are many external crises. If you let Mengyao go out alone, isn't it harmful to her?” Zichen does not fork.
”It's people who always have to grow up and go through all kinds of training.”
”But she's just a girl.” Zichen agreed with this sentence, because he was so along the way. But do not agree with this sentence put on Su Mengyao, because in Zichen's heart, Su Mengyao is to protect himself.
I try to be strong. Besides being alive, I also need to protect my friends and family. Zhang Haotian and Lu Peng are obviously the former; Su Mengyao, Lin Xue and Wang Xianer are the latter.
Zichen didn't want them to get any harm.
”Along the way, Zichen, the string in your heart is too tight. Don't always use your high requirements to measure others. The outside world is dangerous, but there is a degree, and not everyone will die if they go out. ” Misty scattered humanity: ”this period of time, you'd better stay here, let yourself calm down.”
”No, I have to find them.” Zichen flatly refused.
”It's easy to break when it's hard
”Their life and death are more important.”
”It's been two years, and I don't care about these days. The south is vast, and to find someone is to look for a needle in a haystack. Whether we can meet or not depends on whether we are predestined. ” Misty Sanren smiles mysteriously and says: ”and Mengyao is sure you are not dead, so she asks before leaving that if one day you come, she will be very happy. Prove that you have not forgotten her. If you are destined, there will be a day when you will meet again”If there is fate, there will be another day.” Zichen sat there, speechless. In a trance, he saw Su Mengyao turn and leave, with tears and smiles on her face.
Zichen stayed in the misty Zong, just as misty Sanren said, the string in his heart was too tight before. Along the way, under the threat of life and death, Zichen must let himself break through and break through again, so that he can protect himself.
Even in the two years in the holy land, there was no waste of time.
Now it has become the imperial air, with the strength of self-protection, you can rest completely.
So, in this period of time, Zichen gave up practice. No longer run any skills, no longer grasp a series of combat skills.
He traveled all day, let the vast space, wash his mind.
Calm down to heart, heart observation, Zichen found that the original world is so beautiful. If you see a flower before, you will first feel whether it is a spiritual flower and whether it is beneficial to cultivation. If not, turn around and go.