"How can I say that? Although they are juniors, as the saying goes, don't bully the young man and be poor. As the master, I can't be rude. Go, let's go now." Mo Qingqiu forced himself to slap the monkey to death.
The impulse was to walk out quickly.
Although his legs trembled slightly, the Lord Jun's movements were extremely fast. He saw a flash of green light, and the old, clear and proud figure had disappeared.
...
After a long time, Qingfan returned to the yard alone.
"Senior Brother Qingfan, when will you come back?" Luo Enen asked impatiently.
She was still waiting to ask Mo Qingqiu for advice and learn about the Nine Heavens Illusion Thunder.
"Uh... Master Master also wants to give guidance to the disciples of various sects. I'm afraid I won't have time to see you these days." Qing Fan secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Fortunately, the master was wise and deliberately stayed outside to greet the disciples of various sects, otherwise he would be doomed.
"Are there many people?" Luo Enen asked disappointedly.
"There are not many people, but it always takes some time to give me one by one." Qing Fan replied vaguely. He thought to himself whether there were fewer disciples of the sect this time and whether he would like to go through a while.
Find a few more back, and delay a few more days, and it is best to delay Gu Fenghua and others forget about this.
"That's it." Not only Luo Enen, Gu Fenghua, Bai Fatty, Ye Wuse and others also looked disappointed.
"By the way, this is what Master specifically asked me to give to you." Qing Fan handed over several thick notes to Gu Fenghua.
"What is this?" Gu Fenghua asked curiously.
"This is the experience of Master's lifelong cultivation, and the insights of communicating with other strong people. You must comprehend it well and must not let Master down." Qingfan said.
When he spoke, he felt envious and emotional. You should know that Master’s note was the result of his lifelong thoughts, and even contained the lifelong insights of other powerful people. Even he had no chance to observe, so Master was so generous.
Fang Di handed it to Gu Fenghua and others.
It seems that in order to avoid them, the master has really made a sacrifice!
"How can I bear the kindness of your envoy? Senior Brother Qingfan, please tell me that I can't thank you for this kindness." Gu Fenghua said that he couldn't afford to take responsibility, but he held it tightly.
He refused to let go of those few notes.
The Eighteen Lords of the Wuji Holy Heaven, but the powerful existence of the Holy Lord, is second only to the Holy Lord. Who doesn’t have a shocking skill? The hand pricks left by the Qingqiu Lords who devoted their entire life to the death are simply priceless treasures, not to mention that there are other things in it.
The cultivation insights of the strong.
Even if Mo Qingqiu was busy guiding the disciples of other sects, he would not spend more time on them. As long as he could fully comprehend these few notebooks, they would definitely gain no less than his words and deeds, and even more than that.
How could Gu Fenghua know that Lord Jun Zhi didn't have time to spend on them, but was worried that if he would spend such a few more times, he would have no life to spend on them.
"You don't have to be polite, as long as you understand Master Master's hard work. It's getting late, why don't I take you to the side yard first?" Qingfan said.
"Then I'll be the senior brother Qingfan." Gu Fenghua nodded.
She was eager to comprehend these letters, so she was not willing to waste her time.
"By the way, Haofang, are you following us or waiting for Lord Jun?" Gu Fenghua asked.