Chapter 101

after stepping on the platform in front of the mountain gate, before I could feel the different feeling brought by the word, a monk came out.

"Elder martial brother Chen, why did you go out for a few days and come back again?" A little monk said hello to Chen Jingjing.

I saw that the left sleeve of this man was empty, but he had only one arm, which was hard to see among monks.

"There was an accident, so I came back in a hurry." Chen Jingjing is also a little hesitant, I don't know whether to say Yi Heng.

"Who is this elder martial brother? Why does he look familiar?" Hao junior brother saw Yi Heng behind him, but he focused on the young eagle with closed eyes on his shoulder and asked casually.

"Well, this is senior brother Yi. This time I went out and met elder martial brother Yi and came back together." Chen Jingjing had to be honest.

"Brother Yi? Which brother Yi? " Hao didn't respond for a moment, but then his face changed greatly. Sometimes he was surprised and sometimes he was sad. His expression never stopped in an instant.

"The first person under the eighth floor was immediately killed by zhenmen. He was chased by the building foundation friars and the initiator of the scuffle." In a flash, younger martial brother Hao responded that it was this person who made Yi men's disciples proud, and it was this person who made himself lose his left arm.

Staring at Yi Heng's eyes become red, like excitement, like resentment? He didn't know himself. He just went down and said in a deep voice, "brother Yi, please."

Yi Heng saw his face change and knew what was going on. Looking at the empty left sleeve, he could only arch his hand slightly, and walked slowly towards the mountain gate.

Chen Jingjing patted Hao on the shoulder and could not say any words of comfort. She also followed Yi Heng into the mountain gate.

Hao looked at Yi Heng's back, stretched out his right hand and pinched the empty left sleeve, and finally put it down indifferently.

"Cultivating immortals is against the heaven. Life and death have long been ignored. Now I only lost my left arm. It's because I am not good at learning. What's the relationship between elder martial brother Yi and me? Don't many division brothers break through themselves in the scuffle and step onto a higher level? "

Younger martial brother Hao's eyes gradually became clear, and he bowed to Yi Heng's back and deeply worshipped him.

Stepping slowly on the stone steps and entering the door, he was not so anxious. He patted the baby eagle's head with his hand. The young eagle had been sleeping soundly, but when he woke up, his eyes showed surprise.

Then he was angry and looked at Yi Heng with his head tilted. It seemed that he wanted Yi Heng to give a reasonable explanation. But he was not in a mood at this time, so he took out a spirit stone and handed it to him.

The young eagle was immediately happy. His little beak pecked at it. A small piece of hard spirit stone was pecked away and swallowed immediately. Yi Heng pointed to the tree beside him. The young eagle shook his head and chirped twice.

Yi Heng had no choice but to reach out and compare two fingers. The young eagle tilted his head and thought for a moment. Then he picked up the spirit stone in his hand, flew up and disappeared in the woods nearby in a blink of an eye.

This scene makes Chen Jingjing behind him open his mouth. The eagle is so intelligent, and the spirit stone is so worthless? But looking at Yi Heng and silence down, they dare not speak.

Looking at the scenery he had never seen carefully, he only hoped that the end of the stone steps would not be so short.

But half an hour later, it was still at the end of the journey, and I never met anyone.

Just after stepping on the Qiankun square, you can see the unchanging "Qiankun hall". The towering hall is solemn and solemn, and the door is closed. But Yi Heng can imagine the portrait in the hall.

On that day, he knelt down with Zeng Yushu here. The ancestor on the portrait wore a blue Taoist suit, stepped on a purple gold flying sword, and hung a purple treasure bag around his waist. His eyes gave out sharp eyes, which still haunted him until now.

Later, the head of the sect Gao Nian: the purpose of Yimen is to protect my race and the place where I live. Today, I open my ancestral hall, accept my disciples, pass on my morality and uphold my tenet.

But now, where is the guardian?

Lowering his head, he went to the attic where he and Zeng Yushu practiced together.

Chen Jingjing at the back knew that he wanted to find Zeng Yushu first.

"Senior brother Yi, senior brother Zeng is no longer there." Chen Jingjing said.

Yi Heng turned his head and looked at him suspiciously, "is Zeng Yushu no longer a disciple of his own?" In an instant, a nameless fire came out of my heart.

"Elder martial brother Zeng is here. Come with me." Chen Jingjing knows that he can't explain clearly for a moment, so he takes Yi Heng to the attic where the elder lives.

Yi Heng is even more puzzled, but does not ask much. He walks with Chen Jingjing.

Over the attic where Liu hen Han lives, Yi Heng turns his head and takes a deep look, but does not stop.

He crossed five or six attics and finally stopped. Chen Jingjing motioned to him that Zeng Yushu was in it.

This is where the elder lives. Has Zeng Yushu built the foundation?

Chen Jingjing saw that he was puzzled, so he walked forward and knocked on the door.

"Senior brother Zeng, please see you." Chen Jingjing was a little guilty. After all, it was the first time that he knocked on the door of the friar.

Half ring, no answer, Chen quiet sweat out."Senior brother Zeng, please see you." The sound was amplified a lot.

"No This time there was a cold voice.

Yi Heng can hear clearly that this is the voice of Zeng Yushu, but why he is so indifferent as a master.

"Brother Zeng, but you?" Yi Heng suppresses the impulse to open the door.

There was silence for a while, but suddenly a breath came out, and the door "bang" broke. The breath from the attic rushed Chen Jingjing back more than ten steps.

A person's shadow came out quickly and stood in front of Yi Heng.

Chen Jingjing calms down and looks at the two people in front of him.

Just released the breath blowing two humanitarian suits fluttering, both of them looked at each other with excitement on their faces. Even if the broken sawdust was flying around, their eyes were not blinking.

Chen quietly left, he knew that there was no room for anyone and anything between them at the moment.

Zeng Yushu, with tears in his eyes, looked at the blurred face in front of him for fear that it was an illusion. Then he dried his tears again and looked at it carefully. It was just that the tears could not be wiped out.

He only touched the scarred cheek with both hands. After being sure, he sobbed and said:

"is senior brother Yi really you? I knew that elder martial brother Yi's life is what they can keep? Not even the foundation builder. "

Yi Heng sees a long scar on his neck, which is also difficult to control. He reaches out and touches the scar gently. He is only a few minutes away from his throat. If he reacts slowly, he may die on the spot.

But after the excitement, they felt something was wrong. The two men were really uncomfortable.

"Younger martial brother Zeng is more daring. You dare to touch it, elder martial brother." He shook off Zeng Yushu's hands and stepped back. He pretended to be angry and roared.

Zeng Yushu was stunned. How long did he not hear the familiar words?

Then he laughed and showed his white teeth which had not been exposed for a long time.