Chapter 102

"it's all due to you, elder martial brother. I always lag my cultivation. Now it's far away from me." Zeng Yushu finally let go of his mind. For more than ten years, he has never been so happy.

"Yell, is it OK to build a foundation? How to build the foundation? If you don't tell me the truth, I'll build the foundation as soon as possible. " Yi Heng was happy to see him build the foundation.

"We haven't seen each other for many years. Why don't we get together?"

"If the foundation building friars invite each other, will Yi be a disappointment?" They looked at each other with a smile, and then flew to the inner courtyard.

Zeng Yushu pushed open the gate of the Academy. Wei Guyun and Chen Yuchen were excited to see him coming. Under the care of the foundation building friars, they did not know how happy they were. They needed resources and status.

Now, apart from his own disciples, who does not respectfully say "senior brother Wei, senior brother Chen?" Even if they only have nine levels of Qi refining.

But when they saw Yi Heng who was following him, they were as if they had seen a ghost. They opened their mouths and their saliva was unconscious.

"Are you going to pour tea? What do you mean by that expression? Is it strange for elder martial brother Yi to come back? After so many years, I haven't made any progress at all. Do you know that you are not surprised to see the top of Mount Tai? Pour the water quickly. "

Zeng Yushu denounces the two men with great righteousness, which makes Yi Heng, who is behind him, open his mouth and is extremely surprised. Who is more surprised just now?.

"What's wrong with you, elder martial brother Yi? I just praised you for your skill. Now it's like this? "

The two men suppressed their surprise and poured tea in a hurry. Yi Heng pretended not to hear and sat down on the stone bench.

Only Zeng Yushu was left feeling strange. Why are we in such a hurry today?

After a while, the four were sitting at the stone table again.

Zeng Yushu faces the gate of the courtyard, facing Chen Beichen, and facing Yi Heng is Wei Guyun. Their position seems to have never changed.

"Younger martial brother Zeng, what happened after I entered the misty forest?" Yi Heng can't wait to ask, no matter those two people still look at him with surprised eyes.

When Zeng Yushu heard this question, he thought of his master's injury, and then he fell silent. He took a sip of tea and began to say:

"the news came that the elite of our school would meet you as soon as we built the foundation. However, when we got to the misty forest, the zhenmen elite came out and prepared to kill the elder martial brother. Both sides met in the misty forest." Zeng Yushu recalled.

"Later, the genmen came, and their intentions were not clear, and the three sects were leaning against each other. Finally, the three sects wanted to imitate the fighting method meeting held once every 30 years. If so, there would be no scuffle, but at this time, sanxiu also formed a sanxiu League to participate."

Zeng Yushu seemed to return to that day, how angry he was.

"The sanxiu League obviously wanted to start a three door war to make profits from it, but even if it knew it, it could not be avoided. Fortunately, when the sanxiu League joined zhenmen, genmen immediately united with our sect."

"What happened then?" Yi Heng saw Zeng Yushu stop and asked.

At this time, Zeng Yushu thought of his master's hair which had been struck by lightning and his dry arm. He felt choked.

Wei and Chen had to take care of them over the years, but Zeng Yushu hardly showed up. They practiced like crazy and didn't tell them about the events of that year. Therefore, they temporarily forgot their surprise at Yi Heng's appearance and listened with interest.

"Later, the master stopped the other two foundation building friars in the forest sky. With one enemy, two, one man was slightly injured, the other was cut off one arm, and the master was seriously injured. From then on, he only relied on his aura to maintain his vitality, and his accomplishments were hard to recover."

Zeng Yushu is silent again. He just drinks tea one cup after another. Yi Heng sees that when he drinks tea, he swallows his tears into his mouth.

For an immortal cultivator, Yi Heng knows what it means to be unable to recover his cultivation. That kind of despair and confusion will make people lose their desire to live completely.

"At that time, I was not in a good mood, so I scolded the elder zhenmen for two to one, and the other side was beaten to death by me as soon as I fought back. Then, the two sides began a 13 year continuous scuffle. Now, with the advent of the three methods of fighting, everyone has a little restraint."

Hearing this, the two men looked at Zeng Yushu with admiration. They didn't expect that the 13 years of continuous scuffle was due to him.

"Back in the door, I begged the master to save you again. But when I felt the master's arms were so dry that there was no flesh and blood in his arms, I knew that the master's whole body was almost withered by lightning, and it was lucky to be alive."

Hearing this, Yi Heng suddenly wants to see the indifferent master.

"The master told me that if you want revenge, you can only rely on yourself. If you have an opportunity, you don't have to wait for 30 years to fight. You can directly break through the foundation. Three years ago, I broke through."

When Zeng Yushu finished, he seemed to finally pour out the things he had hidden in his heart. He took a long breath, and his face also showed his confidence and smile in the past. Occasionally, he hid the pain in his eyes.

It's just that long scar on the neck, it looks like a flesh colored snake wrapped there, so terrible, so dazzling.

"Elder martial brother, how have you come over these years?" Once Zeng Yushu asked, the two men remembered that he should be dead, and then looked at Yi Heng in surprise and fear."Ah, I was shot down by the friar who built the foundation. The monk didn't dare to go in, but let me get a life." Yi Heng said calmly.

"But the bottomless hole in the middle of the misty forest?" Zeng Yushu in a hurry, just to the mouth of the tea poured in front of his chest.

"Exactly."

Looking at Yi Heng's indifferent expression, Zeng Yushu knew that the more difficult the elder martial brother was, the more indifferent he was. However, the bottomless cave that even the foundation builders did not dare to go in and wanted to live in it, how much hardship would it have to endure?

"Elder martial brother suffered." Zeng Yushu is very regretful. Why don't you go back to the misty forest to have a look? Maybe he can save the elder martial brother.

"The more adversity, the better progress. Is that what you said? We still have to fight side by side and restore the prestige of our school. How can we die easily? " Yi Heng didn't care and said out loud.

"You are right, elder martial brother. We should fight side by side and revive the prestige of our school." Zeng Yushu is also bold and ambitious, but his eyes are sparkling water.

Wei and Chen are listening to the wonderful things, but I don't know why they suddenly talk about reviving the school's prestige. They want to become ordinary, but they can't be reduced to them. So they look at them and say something heroic.

On this day, Yi Heng seldom recovers his blood. He was already frustrated. However, looking at Zeng Yushu in front of him, he can hardly restrain it. The hatred of his master, his younger brother and his own all need blood to return.

At night, Yi Heng comes to Liu hen Han's door. Zeng Yushu has made an excuse to leave. But Yi Heng knows that he is afraid to see the injured master again.

"Master, disciple Yi Heng asked to see you." Knock on the door, as it was more than a decade ago.