Chapter 130: The Helplessness of the Huxin Pavilion
The lake surface was rippling with blue waves, and the fallen willow leaves all sank to the bottom of the water after an inadvertent collision with the fish, and disappeared without a trace.
Yu Ming looked at Su Fan seriously and said: "From today on, you are a disciple of my Tianzi Department. I am your third senior brother and you are the fourth."
Su Fan nodded respectfully, and then asked casually: "Third senior brother, why haven't you seen the master and the remaining senior brothers?"
Yu Ming was silent for a long time, as if something reminded him of some unbearable past, but he was struggling between saying or not saying it. Su Fan has practiced so far and has seen countless people, although his cultivation level at his peak was not as good as Yu Ming's.
Although he is tall, he is still well-informed after all.
Su Fan saw all the changes in Yu Ming's expression. He just needed to cover up his identity as a monk and his unclear past, so he hurriedly said nervously: "Since it's not convenient for me to say it, senior brother, I won't say it. I just said it casually."
Ask."
Yu Ming looked at Su Fan, smiled calmly, and said softly: "It's okay to say it, I'm just afraid that saying it will be detrimental to you, because you haven't practiced yet, and I don't want to cause any trouble for you."
"What does it mean to add trouble? The boss and the second child were all killed by the Yongle Sect, what can't be said?" The voice came out, and Yu Ming quickly lowered his head. The old woman in black stood behind the two of them at some point.
He continued: "His cultivation level is low now, but it does not mean that his cultivation level will be low in the future. Knowing the past of my Tianzi Department can be regarded as having that mission in advance."
Su Fan bowed to him respectfully and said in a low voice: "I have met the master. My disciple's name is Su Fan."
The old woman nodded slightly, smiled faintly, and said: "Su Fan, okay. You said something before, Yongle Sect, is it amazing? Very good, it doesn't matter if it is amazing or not, the important thing is that in our Tianzi Department
Inside, it’s worthless.”
Su Fan was startled and thought to himself, the Yongle Sect's status in Yongle County is probably the same as the Tianyuan Sect's status in Tianyuan County. Although some small sects can rely on them to exist, I have never seen that small sect dare to say this arrogantly.
talk.
However, among the two masters and apprentices of the Tianzi Department of the Xuanji Sect, the apprentice is extremely arrogant, and the master is even more arrogant beyond words.
However, after hearing what Yu Ming just said, two disciples of the Tianzi Department were killed by the Yongle Sect, it can be inferred that it was hatred that made the two have this attitude. However, this is just Su Fan's inference, and it cannot be said that these two disciples were killed by the Yongle Sect.
He really looked down upon the strength of Yongle Sect, because just now Ye Yang seemed to be afraid of these two masters and disciples.
Originally sensing Ye Yang's flying sword, Su Fan wanted to dodge it, but now that he has become a mortal, there was no way he could dodge that sword. He could only pretend not to know and continue moving forward. When he vaguely saw the old woman,
Su Fan suddenly felt relieved for some reason.
Then, before seeing the old woman's magic spell, the top-grade magic weapon Flying Sword had turned into molten iron and was completely scrapped. Only then did she realize that this peace of mind was due to the powerful protection.
Thinking of this, Su Fan bowed to the old woman more respectfully and said, "Disciple, please remember Master's teachings. One day, if you are successful in cultivation, you must do something."
The old woman suddenly laughed again, and Yu Ming who was standing aside was very surprised. Ever since he entered the Tianzi Department, he had never seen his master laugh, but recently he had laughed twice because of this young man.
The old woman covered her mouth and smiled and said: "Whatever you do, kill is killing. When you have the strength in the future, you will kill all those people who don't know the heights of heaven and earth."
Yu Ming's face became even more ugly. He thought about how when he first entered the Tianzi Department, he was punished to meditate in Huxinting Pavilion for three years just as his master said. But the master himself said it, what is this?
reason.
Su Fan felt like he had returned to the Tianyuan Sect. At that time, someone was so arrogant. With just one word, he would kill his enemies for him, and he would not hesitate to offend the sect leader and give up his own life. But what happened later?
Su Fan is still feeling sad about those changes, even though they only happened not long ago.
These things are in the past, just like what he said in the mist, they are all gone. Su Fan nodded calmly and said: "In the future, if someone deserves to be killed, my disciple will not hold back."
The old woman nodded with satisfaction, and then her expression returned to the coldness of the past, and she said: "Okay, that Huxin Pavilion will be very helpful to you. This is your first time to practice there. Yu Ming, you send him there.
."
Yu Ming was startled, seemed to have thought of something, and quickly asked: "Su Fan hasn't practiced yet..."
"Send him in, but you can't take him out. When he can come out on his own, bring him to see me. You have made some progress recently, so you don't need to be in the pavilion. You can just watch the willow trees on the bank."
The old woman responded to Yu Ming's words very rudely, and then left this extremely strong instruction. Su Fan looked at the pavilion with great curiosity, wondering why Yu Ming had such an expression.
Yu Mingqiang laughed, shook his head helplessly, spread his fingers slightly, and in a flash, the two of them were already in the pavilion. Su Fan felt dizzy at that moment, and the sky was dark in front of his eyes. He could tell that it was not because of the fast flight.
The reason is that there is something strange about the lake.
Yu Ming looked at Su Fan deeply and said with great sympathy: "Junior brother, take care."
Su Fan was stunned for a moment, thinking that there was nothing strange or dangerous here, and he quickly asked: "Brother, should I meditate here, or..."
"Don't worry so much. You can do whatever you want. Whatever makes you feel comfortable. Even if you want to lie down here, as long as you can, that's fine." After saying that, Yu Ming ran out of the pavilion and sat down cross-legged on the shore of the lake.
, eyes slightly closed.
Su Fan looked at this strange scene, shook his head helplessly, then sat casually on the railing of the pavilion, looking around the environment inside the pavilion.
The pavilion was made of wood, as if it were floating on the water, and some ancient language seemed to be engraved on the exquisite beams. Su Fan felt that his eyes were getting more and more trance-like as he stared at the words.
The words changed bit by bit and suddenly turned into a ball of flame, which rushed towards Su Fan. Su Fan subconsciously used his hand to touch it, but was quickly moved back by the hot flames.
He rolled and fell into the pavilion.
In an instant, the flame disappeared, but the words on the pavilion were still there, but the dazed feeling disappeared. Yu Ming, who was on the shore, smiled proudly, and then murmured: "Brother, I can't help you, little junior brother, you'd better ask for it yourself."
Be blessed." After saying that, he closed his eyes again, but this time he was not looking at the willow tree.
Su Fan was shocked. In a panic, he touched a certain place with his hands. At this moment, he was bleeding. The blood seemed to be unstoppable. Su Fan frowned and sat cross-legged.