There is a flower tree in the yard, full of white flowers. This is a pleated flower. The flowers are as big as a sea bowl, layer by layer, and they look exceptionally beautiful. Under the flower tree, there is an elderly man in white clothes and white hair.

, is busy with his body hunched over.

Mortal Zhao Sheng felt a pain in his heart when he saw it. Although he could not clearly see the face of the person lying on the stone table, he was deeply impressed by the pair of magic rhinoceros leather boots. They were Zhou Tao's leather boots.

"Everyone is dead, why don't you let his body go?" Zhao Sheng, a mortal, roared. At this moment, his eyes were a little bloodshot.

"Who said he was dead? He was just seriously injured!" The white-haired man turned his head.

"Mr. Lian..." Mortal Zhao Sheng couldn't help shouting.

Lian Fusheng had a smile on his face. His hands were full of blood. He controlled a white towel with his mind and flew it to his hand. While wiping the blood, he said to the mortal Zhao Sheng: "That boy has a tight face, but you, I still remember you.

What's your name..."

He suddenly saw monk Zhao Sheng and couldn't help laughing: "Zhao Sheng, I remembered..."

Monk Zhao Sheng didn't understand why Elder Gongde called his name again, so he quickly stepped forward and asked, "Elder, if you have anything to do, just ask me."

Lian Fusheng laughed again, and monk Zhao Sheng was laughed at inexplicably.

Mortal Zhao Sheng said: "It's rare that Mr. Lian still remembers Xiao Ke's name."

Only then did the monk Zhao Sheng realize that this prisoner was also called Zhao Sheng. Then he was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the meritorious elder would recognize this mortal.

Lian Fusheng was famous for his strict speech and laughter in Shen Nian Palace. It was really rare for him to laugh heartily like this. Monk Zhao Sheng couldn't help but be surprised.

"It turns out that the elder knows this person, which couldn't be better." The monk Zhao Sheng hugged Lian Fusheng, took out the things from the mortal Zhao Sheng, and wanted to leave.

Lian Fusheng said: "Zhao Sheng, don't leave yet, just wait aside."

Monk Zhao Sheng quickly lowered his hands and walked to the side of the yard.

Lian Fusheng looked at the mortal Zhao Sheng and asked after a long time: "Is she okay?"

Mortal Zhao Sheng was stunned. In an instant, he understood that Lian Fusheng was asking about Zi Su. He quickly said: "Minister Zi Su, she is very good. She has advanced to become a high-level puppet master at the spiritual level. Moreover, her

The telekinesis aptitude is also in the process of recovery..."

Lian Fusheng looked shocked. Zisu and he were like father and daughter, and he couldn't help but be shocked when he heard the news.

"Okay, okay, okay..." Lian Fusheng murmured to himself

, my mind was shaken, and I couldn't help myself for a while.

After a long while, he asked again: "Is Wu Tian preparing to return to the world?"

Mortal Zhao Sheng did not answer this question. He boldly asked: "Mr. Lian, you have given us several classes and you are also Zhao Sheng's teacher. Can I take a look at my companion?"

Lian Fusheng nodded and made a self-help gesture.

Mortal Zhao Sheng rushed over. Half of Zhou Tao's arm had been blown away. If he hadn't been wearing the latest spirit armor and received timely treatment from Lian Fusheng, he would have died long ago. Even so, he still

The flesh and blood are blurred, the air is like a gossamer, and the appearance can be as miserable as possible.

Zhou Tao's chest was still rising and falling slightly. The resurrection practice did not deceive Zhao Sheng. Zhou Tao was indeed still alive.

Zhao Sheng took a long breath.

"Mr. Lian, Brother Tian has always missed our seniors, and so has Minister Zisu." The mortal Zhao Sheng glanced at the monk Zhao Sheng, and then said: "You have been with us for so long, do you really care about Wangchuan City?

Don’t you have any feelings?”

The monk Zhao Sheng guessed the origin of the other person when the mortal Zhao Sheng talked with Lian Fusheng. When the mortal Zhao Sheng mentioned Wangchuan City, he had no doubts at the moment. This mortal Zhao Sheng and his accomplices were indeed the

A 'lawless' person. His cold sweat suddenly flowed down.

Lian Fusheng did not answer Zhao Sheng's question. He sighed: "Only Wu Tian has the ability to turn stone into gold and turn ordinary people like you into talents. Zhao Sheng, what level are you at now?"

Mortal Zhao Sheng said: "The student passed the assessment at the beginning of the year and is now a puppet master at the elementary level of the spirit level."

Practicing Fusheng can't help but feel a little emotional. Two years have passed since the evacuation of Wangchuan City. Unexpectedly, even a student with mediocre qualifications like Zhao Sheng has now become a puppet master at the beginning of the spiritual level. Thinking of Wangchuan City,

There were at least tens of thousands of students like Zhao Sheng, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"How is the child named Pei Xinyuan doing now?" Lian Fusheng asked.

Mortal Zhao Sheng said: "Junior Xinyuan's qualifications are a hundred times better than those of his students. He is now a puppet master at the elementary level of Xuan level."

Lian Fusheng couldn't help but say: "I'm a teenager, but I'm already a master. I'm not as good as Wu Tianduo."

Mortal Zhao Sheng said: "Junior Xinyuan is less than ten years old..."

The monk Zhao Sheng is almost petrified. This world is too crazy. Zhao Anle from the Divine King Palace and Quan Huangzhi from the Shenshui Palace both advanced to the Xuan level at the age of sixteen. They were once praised by the underground world as rare events in thousands of years.

He saw a peerless genius, but he didn't expect that "Lawless" would actually cultivate a peerless genius who was less than ten years old.

Lian Fusheng pondered for a moment and said: "Wu Tian is a great favor to me, but Lian is also deeply trusted by the sect. I don't care what order you are following Wu Tian this time, and I don't care what your reasons are. You kill me."

I will not sit idly by and ignore the people who have killed me in Shen Nian Palace. Zhao Sheng, after all, I have taught you a few lessons, and you can be regarded as a master and disciple. This time, you can leave with your companions.

But next time, no matter who comes, I won’t be polite."

Mortal Zhao Sheng originally thought that meeting Lian Fusheng would convince him to join his side, but he didn't expect that this man was still so persistent in his sect.

However, he was able to escape this time, which was considered a great blessing among misfortunes. Originally, he was planning to detonate the bomb hidden in his body and die as a martyr.

Lian Fusheng took out a piece of white cloth, covered Zhou Tao, and moved two steps towards the stone table.

Mortal Zhao Sheng said nothing more and hurriedly ran to the stone table, picked up Zhou Tao and left. Lian Fusheng looked at mortal Zhao Sheng's slightly clumsy movements and sighed.

He said to monk Zhao Sheng: "You brought him here, so you should take them and leave together. After sending them away, you come back to the pleated house. From now on, you will be responsible for taking care of the pleated flower trees in this courtyard."

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Lian Fusheng had four apprentices in his early years. One of them participated in the Hundred Gods War and became crippled. Two of his apprentices died while performing the duties of the master. There was also a female apprentice, Zi Su, who was transformed into a mortal.

Zhao Sheng did not expect that he would be favored by Lian Fusheng. He was worried and happy at the same time. It was of course a happy event to be favored by the number one person in Shen Nian Palace. The relationship between the meritorious elder and Wangchuan City was very important in the sect.

It is not a secret, but the sudden burst of energy in Wangchuan City two years ago made all the forces in the underground world frightened and inexplicable.

Especially the forces on the side of the Divine Palace, they are even more afraid of Wu Tian's revenge. Several forces are still living in fear. Wangchuan City, Wu Tian, ​​and Puppetry, these words have almost become a symbol in the underground world.

Taboo, talk about it makes you look uncomfortable.

Elder Gongde had been in seclusion for two years. Not long after he came out, he unexpectedly got involved with Wu Tian's people again. I don't know if it was a blessing or a curse. Zhao Sheng was inevitably a little worried.

He didn't say anything, took Zhou Tao from the mortal Zhao Sheng, and led the mortal Zhao Sheng out of the pleated house.

Wang Fang pushed the wheelchair out of the wooden house. He was the great apprentice who practiced resurrection, but his meridians were crippled and he was just a cripple.

"Teacher, among our disciples, the one you love most is Asu. It's a good thing that Asu's spiritual energy has been restored. I think the teacher must care about her very much, right? Here at Shen Nian Palace, I really

I don’t know what you have to miss about my mentor. It’s not like you don’t know Jiang Xingba’s character. I really don’t understand why you are doing this.”

Lian Fusheng frowned when he saw his eldest disciple's face with vicissitudes of life and unshaven beard. After a long while, he said: "As long as I am here, the sect can still survive. Do you think Jiang Xingba can survive on his own? Then Wu

Tian is an ambitious and unparalleled figure, a hero with great ability and courage. In two years, he turned a stubborn stone into gold and molded it into a spiritual-level puppet master. Such a stubborn stone, he

There are hundreds of thousands of people. Looking at the world, who can match them?"

Wang Fang said: "No one can control Pei Ran, so shouldn't we surrender to him before he sweeps the world?"

Lian Fusheng looked at his eldest disciple with a complicated expression and said: "Jiang Qin plotted against you and Asu. I know you hate the sect, but after all, the sect has been very kind to me. If the old sect master hadn't sacrificed his life to save me, I wouldn't have had any.

Today, although Jiang Xingba is a bastard, he is the bloodline of the old sect master after all..."

Wang Fang couldn't listen anymore. He suddenly turned the wheelchair and walked into the house. He didn't know whether it was because the movement was too big or because he was practicing puppetry skills and was not good at it. This wheelchair was not very strong and turned around too hard. It hit him all of a sudden.

After sitting on the stone chair in the middle of the yard, flywheels, chains, and skirt guards were immediately scattered on the ground, and Wang Fang's whole body also fell to the side.

Lian Fusheng hurriedly reached out to help him, but Wang Fang broke free from Lian Fusheng's hands, and with a flash of inspiration, his whole body floated up, and he drifted straight into the house.
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