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Chapter 170 Returning Home

"Oh, that's it. The master of the sect is originally from the Tianlong Sect. He must have brought his father into the sect when he returned home this time." Everyone was stunned.

"Also, no one should tell anyone about my identity. I am an elder of Tianlong Sect, and don't tell anyone about it, so as not to cause any trouble." Zhou Dao ordered again.

"Understood." Everyone agreed quickly.

"Then when will the sect master leave?" Pan Ming asked.

"Tomorrow." Zhou Dao thought for a while.

"So urgent."

"It's okay. We have to pass here anyway when we come back. Besides, we shouldn't have any trouble at Tiandao Gate in Zhuma City now." Zhou Dao considered.

Pan Ming stepped forward and said, "Please ask the master to select some followers to protect you."

"I don't need to see this anymore." Zhou Dao still liked someone.

"Master, think about it, how can you be the leader of a gang and not have anyone to serve you? Besides, this journey is far away. Master, of course you are not afraid of hard work, but there is still an old man." After Pan Ming finished speaking, he gestured to his brother Pan Liang.

wink.

"Master, let your subordinates follow you. If you have anything to do, let the younger ones handle it."

"My subordinates are also willing to follow the sect master." Li Yunfei, Wang Mingliang and others shouted over each other.

And the four evil ghosts shouted at the top of their lungs.

"This." When Zhou Dao heard this, he thought that it was indeed the case. His father had never practiced cultivation and his body might not be able to handle such a long journey. In addition, young people also like to be in the limelight. Zhou Dao was no exception.

The few followers are still very majestic.

Seeing that Zhou Dao was thinking about Pan Ming, he hurried forward and said: "The sect master should bring a few people with him. There are always things that the sect master cannot do by himself. What's more, the sect master is also the leader of a gang now."

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Zhou Dao thought for a while and finally nodded: "Okay."

"Then who will the sect master decide to bring?" Everyone looked at Zhou Dao.

"Well, what about this? Pan Ming and the four evil ghosts stay in Zhuma City. Now you have to take care of everything in Zhuma City."

"Yes." Several people also knew that they would not pick on themselves.

"In this case, you two, Pan Liang and Li Yunfei, follow me." Zhou Dao ordered.

"Yes, Master." Pan Liang and the others were very excited.

"Master, I'm going to select four more people from the sect. It seems that there are two people missing. Besides, there is also an old man," Pan Ming stepped forward and said.

"That's fine." Zhou Dao nodded.

The next day, Zhou Dao left the city and headed home without stopping. If he hadn't spent so much time in Zhuma City, Zhou Dao would have arrived home long ago. However, his stay was not in vain, at least Zhou Dao had his own power.

Behind Zhou Dao were closely followed six people, one of whom was dressed in black. In addition, Zhou Dao and his group of seven people were all dressed in black. This outfit attracted the attention of pedestrians on the road, but luckily everyone was used to seeing martial arts people.

It's not a big surprise, it just feels very eye-catching.

Following Zhou Dao closely were Pan Liang and Li Yunfei. The four behind them were all young people in their twenties. They were all carefully selected by Pan Ming from the sect. They were all very clever. They were all acquired.

The mid-term realm.

The journey was very peaceful, and there were no accidents. It was just a small episode. He encountered a group of robbers, and Zhou Dao was eliminated by a few of his men without even taking action. Zhou Dao also felt that there was a benefit along the way.

That means you don't have to do some trivial matters yourself. Issues such as food, drink, and accommodation were solved in advance by a few of his subordinates. This made Zhou Dao very emotional.

There were no words along the way, and everyone moved forward while enjoying the mountains and rivers. After half a month, they finally arrived at their hometown.

Looking at the familiar mountains in the distance, Zhou Dao couldn't help but hesitate a little, and even stopped. He had his own childhood here.

"What's wrong with the door master?" Seeing Zhou Dao stop, Pan Liang stepped forward and asked.

"It's nothing, maybe I'm just shy of being close to home, so let's go." Zhou Dao took the lead and walked away.

The village at the foot of the mountain seems to have not changed much. Everything is still the same as it was a few years ago. Because it is daytime, voices can be heard from far away in the village. This is the place where I grew up, Zhoujia Village. Although now in Zhoudaoyan

It looks very simple and shabby, but everything is so warm in my heart. I have been practicing in the past few years and haven't had a good time to relax, but when I saw this familiar place, I felt inexplicably relaxed. Except

In addition, there is an indescribable feeling, I don't know whether it is joy or sadness.

"Hehe." Zhou Dao chuckled, and he became sentimental.

The situation in the village was still the same, with some playing children and other people in the village looking at their group of people curiously. Their eyes were full of doubts and curiosity, and they didn't understand why a stranger came to this remote mountain village of theirs.

"Hey, the guy at the head looks familiar to me." Someone in the village commented.

Zhou Dao walked up to two young men aged thirteen or fourteen and said with a smile: "Daniu, Ergou."

The two teenagers were looking at the group of seven men in black with curiosity. Suddenly one of them came up to them and started talking. They were very surprised.

"You are Brother Daodao." Daniel said doubtfully.

"That's right, Brother Daodao." Ergouzi barked.

"Haha, I thought you couldn't recognize them." Zhou Dao stepped forward and hugged the two of them, laughing. These were his playmates since childhood, and Jingzang was running behind him to play.

"Brother Daodao, you've been going nowhere these past few years and you haven't come home." The two of them shouted excitedly.

"Haha, I'm going home first and will come out to play later." Zhou Dao said with a smile.

"Uncle, I am Zhou Dao."

"Second Aunt, do you still recognize me?"

"Haha, Third Uncle, it's me."

Zhou Daobian greeted everyone enthusiastically and walked towards his home.

At this time, another person came over to Zhou Dao: "Dao'er, you will finally come to pull me."

She is the third aunt next door to Zhou Dao's house.

"It's the third aunt." Zhou Dao greeted.

"Hurry home and see your father." The third aunt said.

"What's wrong with my father?" Zhou Dao asked anxiously.

"It's nothing. It's just that I haven't been in good health recently. I need to go home and take a look."

When Zhou Dao heard this, he became anxious and sped up his pace home. Pan Liang and others followed closely behind him.

Finally, he arrived at the door of his home. The door to the yard was ajar, and a coughing sound came from the hall. It was his father.

Zhou Dao quickly backed away from the courtyard door and hurried in.

"Who is it?" A voice asked from inside.

"I am the father." Zhou Dao said hurriedly.

The coughing in the room stopped, and as soon as Zhou Dao walked to the door, he saw a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar walking out, who was his father.

"Father, it's me."

"Ah, it's Dao'er who's back, cough." Zhou Wenwen said in surprise. He coughed again when he was excited.

Zhou Dao hurriedly stepped forward and held his father's hand, inputting a stream of infuriating energy to check it out. He sensed the condition inside his father's body and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there was nothing serious, just a bit cold.

"Why are you back, Dao'er? Who are these people?" Zhou Wenwen asked.

"Haha, we'll talk about this later. Let's go into the house first." Zhou Dao helped his father in.

Sitting on the chair, Zhou Dao held his father's hand and slowly injected a little bit of infuriating energy. Zhou Wenwen only felt a trace of warmth coming from his son's hand and entering his body. The trace of warmth was rotating in his body, which he had never experienced before.

of comfort.

This is the innate true energy that Zhou Dao cultivates, and it is naturally of great benefit to ordinary people. Zhou Dao controls the flow of innate true energy in his father's body, slowly warming the meridians, blood vessels and internal organs in the body.

After a long while, Zhou Dao let go of his arm and asked, "How do you feel, father?"

Zhou Wenshu moved for a while and said in surprise: "It feels so comfortable. I feel like my illness has been cured."

"Haha." Zhou Dao laughed.

"You go and boil some medicine to replenish your vitality." Zhou Dao ordered Pan Liang and others. In fact, Zhou Dao himself also had better elixirs, but Zhou Dao knew that his father was not a cultivator, and he would suffer if the medicine was too strong.

If it doesn't work, it's better to take care of it slowly.

"Yes, Master." Pan Liang and others agreed and then went out with winks.

"Daoer, why do these people call you sect master? And where is your master?" Zhou Wenwen asked curiously.

"Haha, don't worry, father. I will tell you slowly when I have time." Zhou Dao said with a smile.


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