Leisurely cultivating life

Chapter 304 Meeting Master and Apprentice (22)

Xuanlei Realm.

In the great hall of Chiyun Mountain, the word 'Zhou Fan' fell into silence.

moment……

"What are you afraid of! It's just a person who can't even protect his wife. If he hasn't appeared in the past 50 years, he might be useless!"

"What's more, Chisong is not a human race, Zhou Fan may have forgotten that he is a disciple of the monster race!"

"If it's Yuxu..."

"Okay, there's no need to argue anymore, it's time for our clan to expand its territory, let's start from the spiritual gate of the Thousand Islands!" A figure surrounded by terrifying black flames said calmly.

"Patriarch, this..."

"Okay, my monster clan is not the only turtle master, and Yuxu can't control me, so they all go down to prepare, and bring all the sons with them. Only by going through the baptism of war can we grow further. "

"Yes!"

Then one order after another was sent from Chiyun Mountain to the endless mountains in the south.

"Roar~~Roar~~"

Immediately, streams of demonic aura surged into the sky, and there were endless hisses and roars.

……

Qiandao domain.

With Zong Jirou's guidance, Zhou Fan led the two of them to the central island very quickly.

"Senior Sister Zong, Junior Brother Bi, you are still alive... no, why are you still alive... er... not..." A Spirit Sect disciple found them and flew over. After seeing Zong Jirou and Bi Yuanliang, He looked excited, even a little incoherent.

"You kid, do you really want me to die?!" Zong Jirou rolled his eyes.

"It's not...that's... well, welcome home! Senior Sister Zong! Junior Brother Bi!" The young Lingmen disciple wiped away the excited tears from the corners of his eyes and smiled.

"This is..." the young Lingmen disciple looked at Zhou Fan with some doubts.

"This senior is a friend of the teacher." Zong Jirou said the words that he had thought about long ago.

"So it's Elder Chisong's friend." The young Lingmen disciple saluted Zhou Fan respectfully.

"Sister Zong, I still have to continue patrolling, so I can't accompany you."

"Well, let's go."

Entering the central island, led by Zong Jirou, they came to a complex of buildings half covered by pine trees.

"Ask the Sword Pavilion!" Zhou Fan said slowly.

"These three characters were inscribed by the teacher himself, and they contain a trace of the teacher's sword intent. If someone can understand it, they can also comprehend a sword technique!" Zong Jirou introduced with a fluttering expression.

"Since the opening of my spiritual sect, there has never been a disciple who can understand these three words!"

"Well, not bad." Zhou Fan nodded.

……

The moment Zhou Fan entered the central island, in a courtyard of Wenjian Pavilion.

A young man sitting cross-legged on a futon with Feijian resting on his knees suddenly opened his eyes, and looked outside excitedly. He felt a familiar aura.

"Whoosh~~"

A golden light flashed across the sky of Wenjian Pavilion, startled the entire Jianjian Pavilion, and even the area adjacent to Wenjian Pavilion was also disturbed, and gradually spread throughout the entire central island.

"This is... Elder Chisong's golden light?"

"What the hell happened?"

"It seems that Miss Zong is back, but it's not right. Even if it's Miss Zong, Elder Chisong doesn't have to be so excited?"

Soon, under the watchful eyes of all the senior leaders of the Spirit Sect, the golden light came to the main entrance of Wenjian Pavilion.

"Huh? Is the person next to Zong girl a friend of Elder Chisong? Could it be because of him?"

the other side……

"Master!"

Seeing Chisong, Zong Jirou shouted.

Chisong Zhizhi nodded, trembling, walking slowly, looking at Zong Jirou... Zhou Fan beside him with red eyes.

"Pfft!"

Walking slowly in front of Zhou Fan, Chi Song knelt down on the ground, his voice choked up, "Chi Song, meet Master!"

"Elder Chisong's master?? Isn't that..." A kind of high-level spiritual sect looked at Zhou Fan in horror.

Zong Jirou didn't recover at this time, the reversal was too fast, and in the blink of an eye, the mysterious man who saved her became her master.

"Chisong, long time no see!" Zhou Fan smiled, with a hint of relief.

With a slight flick of his sleeves, an invisible force lifted Chisong up.

"Master, please follow me in." Chi Songlian said respectfully.

"Alright!" Zhou Fan nodded slightly, glanced at the void with his eyes lightly, and shook his head slightly.

"It's all because of the disciples, which made the commotion a little louder." Chi Song also sensed the gazes in the void, and smiled wryly.

"No problem." Zhou Fan shook his head and smiled, and accompanied by Chi Song, he walked into the Pavilion of Asking Swords.

"Master."

The Lingmen disciples in Wenjian Pavilion all bowed slightly. They all practiced Chisong's sword array technique. Although Chisong did not accept them as disciples, the respect they deserve is naturally indispensable. Zong Ji who followed behind Ruan Bi Yuanliang also bowed slightly.

"Let's go." Zhou Fan glanced lightly and said calmly.

"Yes."

Chi Song nodded, and led Zhou Fan to the depths.

After Zhou Fan and Chi Song were completely out of sight, a group of Lingmen disciples surrounded Zong Jirou and the two of them.

"Senior Sister Zong, you are actually alive... Uh, by the way, how did you meet Master Zu?"

"Yes, yes... Sister Zong, tell us about it!"

"I heard that the teacher's teacher is Zhou Zhenjun, but he looks a little... sloppy." The man didn't dare to say the last two words, but secretly said in his heart.

……

In the void... talking with each other with spiritual thoughts.

"This is Zhou Zhenjun, it looks...why doesn't it look like it?"

"You can't make a mistake, and Elder Chisong won't admit it either!"

"It seems that the death of Zhenjun's wife has hit him hard!"

"Everyone, now that Zhou Zhenjun has come to my spiritual gate, is it possible...to ask him to help."

"Let's take a look first, what if someone just came to see his disciple! Send an order to block the news of Zhou Zhenjun's appearance!"

"..."

…………

Deep in the Pavilion of Asking the Sword, in a courtyard.

Zhou Fan and Chi Song sat opposite each other.

"Master, drink tea."

Chi Song poured a cup of tea for Zhou Fan and offered it with both hands.

Zhou Fan took it and put it down.

"Tell me, how did you get here?"

In the past 50 years, it is not that Zhou Fan has not contacted this disciple with the Zongmen Jade Card, but most of them are questions and answers on practice.

If it wasn't for this coincidence that he came to Xuanlei Realm, he really wouldn't know what kind of spiritual elder his disciple would be here.

"Someone is targeting you? What about your uncle and the others?!" Zhou Fan frowned slightly, his expression a little cold.

Logically speaking, with Lou Yehua and the others taking care of them, Chisong shouldn't have left Kunlun!
"No, my classmates and uncles are very kind to me. Uncle Lu also taught my disciples a lot of principles of swordsmanship." Chi Song continued.

"It's just that the disciple is very quiet and wants to move, and wants to go down the mountain to practice and practice."

"It's the disciple who didn't let the uncles tell the master. Although the disciple doesn't know what the master is doing, it must be a very important matter. The disciple doesn't want...don't want to bother the master!" Chi Song lowered his head and whispered.

(End of this chapter)