With one sword strike, no matter how far Pang Ban fled, he was turned into ashes under the sword.
After the battle at Yanming Lake, Xie Wuyou took Ning Que and Sang Sang to the academy.
As soon as she arrived at the academy, Sangsang fainted. Perhaps it was because too much Haotian's divine brilliance burst out at once. Sangsang, who had gradually improved due to practicing Zhuang Kung Fu to move Qi and blood, now felt a weak cold breath in his body.
, expanded, swallowing up the vitality in Sangsang’s body.
"Teacher, how is Sangsang?"
Sitting cross-legged next to him, Ning Que, who was recovering from his injuries and was recovering from his injuries, looked at the Master nervously and said.
The master glanced at Ning Que angrily and said, "You'd better take care of yourself first. It's obvious that you're already half dead."
"Junior brother is just anxious for the moment."
Li Manman, who returned to the academy, helped by saying.
"I don't know! Why are you still standing here? I've been hungry all morning."
Li slowly backed away in embarrassment.
Xie Wuyou recovered his energy and closed his palms, which meant that Xie Wuyou had cultivated Ten Thousand Swords and returned to the sect, otherwise Ning Que would definitely have to lie in bed for a few days.
After the master's hand brushed over Sang Sang's head, Sang Sang woke up. Ning Que hugged her excitedly, but Sang Sang's body was still very weak.
Li slowly walked in with food. The master picked up a bowl of porridge and was about to drink it when he saw Ning Que staring at him and hesitated to speak.
The master found the bowl helplessly and said, "Really, I can't even eat in peace, old man."
"It's all the disciple's fault."
Ning Que immediately knelt down and saluted, and the master waved his hand and said: "Get up, I can't do anything about this little girl's illness. But in more than a month, it will be the Yu Lan Festival. You and Sangsang can go to Washan to find a doctor."
Xiao Qishan, he is the only one in this world who can cure this girl’s illness."
"Okay, I'll prepare the car right away."
When Ning Que heard this, he hurriedly went to prepare.
"Oh, why are you so anxious? With the bodies you two are in now, let alone Washan, you will be dead halfway there."
The Master said helplessly.
"I'll go with them."
Xie Wuyou said from the side, and the master shook his head and said: "Only the two of them can go for this. It would be unsightly if more people go, not to mention that the time for the battle between you and Liu Bai is coming soon." p>
The master said this, and the others naturally had no objections. Only Xie Wuyou had some doubts.
After helping Ning Que bring Sangsang back to Yanming Lake, Zeng Jing and his wife, who had heard the news, were waiting with a bunch of maids.
Xie Wuyou came to the master's door alone at night.
"Come in."
As soon as Xie Wuyou arrived at the door, he heard the master's voice and pushed the door open without knocking.
I saw the master sitting and looking at the night sky outside the window. Xie Wuyou sat in front of the master and said, "Why don't you let me accompany Ning Que and Sang Sang to Washan? With my ability, Washan and Dahe can be reached within a quarter of an hour."
You'll be there soon."
The Master said with a serious face: "Since you have guessed it, I won't hide it from you. The reason why I won't let you go is because if you go, it will be meaningless."
Xie Wuyou somewhat understood after hearing this, "So is it dangerous for Ning Que and Sangsang to go to Washan?"
Xie Wuyou continued with a steady expression: "Since they are in danger, why don't you let them go! Why don't you let me go with them!"
Looking at the angry Xie Wuyou, the master said calmly: "Washan must go, because only Xiaoqishan can cure Sangsang's injury in this world."
"During the Bon Festival, the Xuankong Temple will invite the Bon Bon bell left by the young monk. Only then will I be able to see clearly what Sangsang is. If you go there, there will be chaos, so I will just see
It’s unclear.”
The master's voice was calm, but Xie Wuyou knew that since Xuankong Temple invited Yu Lanling, the momentum Ning Que and Sang Sang would face was definitely not small.
According to legend, the Ullan Bell was a magical weapon left by the Buddha to deal with Pluto. Ning Que has always been considered to be the son of Pluto. The Xuankong Temple invited the Ullan Ling to confirm Ning Que's identity as the son of Pluto, so that the Xuankong Temple could attack Ning Que.<
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After all, Daoshi is not only the son of Qu Ni, but also the son of a certain chief of Xuankong Temple.
But according to Master, it seems that the son of Pluto is not Ning Que, but Sang Sang.
"Sang Sang is the son of Hades?"
Xie Wuyou thought for a while and asked the master.
The master shook his head and said: "I just don't know clearly, so I want to use the Ullan Bell left by the young monk to see clearly."
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!!!"
Xie Wuyou said in disbelief: "If Sangsang is the son of Hades, I will definitely not be able to sense it. On the contrary..."
"On the contrary, you and Sangsang have an inexplicable attraction and intimacy between each other, right?"
The Master interrupted Xie Wuyou, who nodded and admitted that it was this inexplicable feeling of intimacy that made Sangsang save him in the first place.
"It is said in the world that Eternal Night was brought by Pluto, and that Pluto's son is the pioneer before Pluto's arrival, but who in this world has seen Pluto with his own eyes?"
The master asked Xie Wuyou in return. Xie Wuyou's pupils were slightly dilated and he said uncertainly: "Could it be?"
"That's why I have to take a closer look to see if the son of Pluto exists. If the son of Pluto does not exist, then Pluto will naturally not exist."
At this moment, Xie Wuyou understood Master's plan, but if the son of Hades did not exist, then...
Xie Wuyou couldn't help but look at the night sky outside the window. If this was really the case, it would be terrible.
However, even so, although Xie Wuyou would not destroy the master's plan, he still reminded: "Even so, once Sangsang's life is in danger, I will take action."
"That's natural. After all, Ning Que is my apprentice, and Sangsang is also my apprentice's wife. Letting them suffer a little is considered training, and I will not let their lives be threatened."
"Now you can rest assured."
The Master chuckled, and Xie Wuyou lost his anger, picked up the wine on the table and started drinking.
"Hey, that's the authentic Jiujiang double-steamed rice. Save some for me."
The master suddenly lost his composure and shouted quickly.
Xie Wuyou put down the wine jar, wiped the wine stains on his mouth, and sighed in his heart, no wonder those people who traveled around the world in the past liked to drink, and they were so energetic...
Hey, where did I know the adjective "dejin'er"? From Ning Que again? Forget it, don't care about it.
Xie Wuyou and the Master grabbed another drink. After the two of them drank the wine, the Master leaned on the window sill and said to Xie Wuyou: "My little friend, what do you think the moon that should be in the sky looks like that day?" Xie Wuyou burped, and then said: "I can't explain clearly, but it's quite round and bright."
"How is that different from the sun?"
"It's different. The sun has always been like that, and the moon has been curved from the first to the fifteenth day of the lunar month, and gradually turned into a circle, and then gradually turned into a curved shape."
Xie Wuyou gestured as he spoke, and the master laughed and said, "So this moon is quite interesting."
The two of them fell asleep while talking.
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