The monks who were watching from the sidelines looked sideways, only to feel that they were going blind.

This is the first time I have seen this kind of master and apprentice, and it is really uplifted.

After those powerful monks had taken action, the children of the various mountain families, sect elders, and demon sects all flew towards the bottom of the mountain.

It was the first time that so many people had walked into a small village, more than all the people of the Yu tribe.

Behind the crowd, Yan Fei, Xiao Wan, Qu Qianqian, and Bai Changyue, who had never shown up, walked together.

Although Bai Changyue does not have Yan Fei's strength, Xiaowan's innocence, or Qu Qianqian's enchantment, she is very beautiful, smiling lightly, two sweet pear vortices appear on her cheeks, her temperament is two points high and cold, but because of the pain, she is two points more fragile, which makes people feel pity at a glance.

"Is Jun Cong there? Bai Changyue asked with concern, her tone was tinged with a hint of concern, and her pale face was stained with a hint of blush because of coughing, which was eye-catching.

Xiao Wan nodded and said, "Brother Jun is here, we will definitely be able to meet him when we go in." ”

Qu Qianqian didn't have the slightest cowardice in front of Rong Xian in front of these people, she was as charming as silk and full of charm.

Raising her eyebrows and raising her lips, she was beautiful and charming, and she said coquettishly: "There are so many stinky men in front, let's find a small way to go quietly." ”

Yan Fei glanced at Qu Qianqian and agreed, she didn't want to be seen mixed with the Demon Dao Demon Girl.

Xiao Wan didn't care, Bai Changyue was weak, and she didn't want to huddle with everyone, so she had the same opinion, and the four women with different styles picked up a path and walked towards the village.

The road leads directly to the waterfall, where blood flowed down the waterfall when the men in black sacrificed their lives to destroy the barrier, staining the waterfall red.

Thirteen years have passed, and all traces have been erased by time.

And at this time, under the mountain.

When Sunshine saw Sixin who appeared in front of him, he couldn't maintain the majesty of the senior brother, and asked in surprise: "Second senior sister, why are you here?"

Sixin said happily, "I came with Master, Senior Brother, Master asked me to pick you up." ”

Yang Ming asked with a wooden face, "When did Master come?"

Si Xin calculated the time and said, "It's been about an hour, senior brother, let's go see Master." ”

Yang Ming: I knew that I would have followed Master.

He looked sideways at his newly met friend and said a little apologetically, "I've stayed for a long time, the tutor has arrived, I'll leave first." ”

Shen Jiu paused, and he said understandingly: "Okay." ”

Yang Ming looked at the steady stream of monks who were coming, and carefully advised, "If you have any difficulties, you can come to the Xuanhua Mountain station to find me." ”

Shen Jiuliu's expression was subtle for a moment, Xuanhua Mountain?

Could it be Xiaoxian's teacher?!

Subconsciously looking at Xiang Yangming's serious appearance, Shen Jiuliu was a little nervous, and he replied in a muffled voice: "Okay, thank you." ”

Yang Ming and Sixin left, and Shen Jiu stayed where he stood for a while, his body walking quickly in the other direction.

He hadn't been here since he had lost his memory, but he felt that there should be a path leading to the village.

Pushing aside the grass, there was a winding path overgrown with weeds.

Without hesitation, he slipped into it and followed the path all the way forward.

As soon as he left, three shadows slowly revealed their figures.

"Venerable, what should we do now?" asked the Left Protector seemingly respectfully.

Condensing Yue was already numb to his address, she looked at the monks around her coldly, and said with a complicated expression: "This seat is with Ah Qi, you act on your own, if you find Rong Xian, bring her to this seat." ”

The Left Dharma Protector immediately responded, "Yes, Venerable. ”

The voice fell, and the person was gone.

Condensation Moon stared coldly at the direction where Zuo Protector disappeared for a long time, and then said to Ah Qi: "Let's go, let's also take a look at this clan that has been destroyed." ”

In the village, when the monks began to act, Rong Xian's eyes flashed.

She and Ling Jun walked towards the small courtyard, their expressions were not half different, and in the wide sleeved robe, she gently crushed a purple pill.

The faint scent of herbs was carried into the village by the breeze and did not attract anyone's attention.

As soon as she returned to the small courtyard, Rong Xian seemed to sense something, and her face turned bitter.

Immediately, she quickly restrained her smile and said casually to Ling Juncong beside her: "Jun Cong, can you please help me move the medicinal materials over there to dry?"

Ling Juncong nodded hurriedly, and without saying a word, he ran over and picked up the sieve and walked towards the door, preparing to dry it on the stone mill outside.

As soon as he left, a sword shadow fell in front of Rong Xian, turning into a familiar figure.

Looking at the man in front of him who had not seen him for eight years but was still in style, Rong Xian immediately knelt down and called out in surprise: "Master." ”

She raised her head, met Shangqinghua's still gentle and loving eyes, raised a big smile on her face, and shouted crisply, "Master." ”

Outside the door, Ling Juncong, who heard the movement, hurriedly broke in, and just happened to hear this salutation.

Seeing that both the master and apprentice were looking at him, Ling Juncong's expression was a little embarrassed, and he said in disguise: "I'm just going to see what other medicinal materials to dry." ”

Then he hurriedly took out the medicinal herbs tied together under the eaves and closed the door with his hands.

Standing outside the door, he breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the side and dried the medicinal herbs and thought, I didn't expect Rong Xian to have a master, that person's cultivation seems to be very high.

Ling Jun guessed from here, in the courtyard, Qinghua pulled the little apprentice up in distress, took her pulse with his hand, and said with doubts between his eyebrows: "Your body has healed." ”

Rong Xian didn't hide it, she replied softly: "Well, I'm already healed." ”

There was a faint smile on the corner of her lips, and she said tentatively: "After leaving Xuanhua Mountain, the disciple has been practicing medicine outside, I think the master has also heard of the reputation of the disciple, the disciple has not fallen into the prestige of the master, right?"

Qinghua's expression was still faint, but there was a smile in his tone, and he Rongyan said: "You have done a good job, even if you don't make a name for yourself as a sword, you are proud of you as a teacher." ”

Of course he had heard of the reputation of the little apprentice over the years, and where he had not seen it, the apprentice had grown better and better, which made him both lost and proud.

After Rong Xian laid the groundwork, she continued: "On the way to practice medicine, the disciple also learned to refine a lot of pills, and the curative effect of these pills is good, which makes the disciple's body much better. ”

After a pause, she used the Spring and Autumn brushwork to delete and subtract and said: "Later, something happened, the disciple seemed to stimulate the essence blood of the Sword Emperor in his body, and the injuries on his body healed without medicine. ”

Qinghua frowned, refusing to hear such vague statements, glanced at Rong Xian, and said in an irresistible tone: "Make it clear." ”

Rong Xian stood aside, pursed her lips a little stubbornly, and said nothing.

Seeing her posture of preparing to be silent to the end, Qinghua felt a big headache, this disciple was well-behaved, he felt distressed, and stubbornness gave him a headache.