Master tutoring class

The land of Xuyu Mountain was scorched black by lightning.The thunder gradually faded away, chasing the tiny figure in front, all the way to the distance.

The dark clouds in the sky dissipated, and a beam of light shone through the clouds.

A burst of cheers resounded from Xuyu Mountain.

This battle is really beautiful.

An Heyi and Wen Xiuyuan chased Jia Yan away.

The two gradually approached the secular world.

Cross the barrier and step into the bustling streets.

Thunder calamity does not enter the common world, this is the rule of heaven.

Daduan could only hold back his anger and go back to the sky, cursing angrily.

The vulgar world is different from the coldness of the cultivation world, where people come and go, and there are eight streets and nine streets.

An Heyi frowned and searched for Jia Yan.

It was extremely difficult to find someone when there were a lot of people. An Heyi went around a few bends but couldn't find Jia Yan.Finally, he found a remote place and flew with Yujian to check Jia Yan's location.

Spiritual consciousness swept across the street, and after a while, he found Jia Yan.

Feeling the monk's spiritual power, Jia Yan ran away in a hurry.

The scenery on both sides flew by quickly, and An Heyi and Wen Xiuyuan followed each other tacitly from left to right.

Followed all the way to a remote village.

The old stone tablet stands at the entrance of the village. After years of washing and washing, the handwriting on it can no longer be seen clearly, only a hundred miles can be vaguely seen.

The village is sparsely populated, and there are few young and middle-aged people. Only a few old people who are over seventy years old stay here as if they were abandoned.

It seems to be a village that has been abandoned for many years, gradually forgetting this once prosperous place.

"Master, over there!"

Interrupting An Heyi's thinking, Wen Xiuyuan flew forward in a hurry, using the enchantment to hide his figure, and no one in the village noticed the existence of outsiders.

The old man under the tree was lying leisurely on the deck chair, holding a big round fan in his hand, and there were some snacks on the stone table.

The quiet fragrance of tea floats in the air.

An Heyi passed by here, for some reason, this scene always gave him a sense of familiarity.

Seems like a long time ago, somewhere.

"stop."

Throwing the fan forward, it happened to block Jia Yan.

Surrounded by some scorched land, many stone monuments are erected here, it seems that it should be the cemetery of the village.

Before he had time to observe more, An Heyi raised his sword and attacked.

The fierce offensive made it difficult for Jia Yan to resist.Take a breath, endure and dodge.

Now that he has arrived in the common world, the thunder calamity cannot touch him, even if he is still subjected to the thunder calamity after returning, it is better than dying now.

His body was in excruciating pain. He hadn't had time to recover from the lightning strikes before, but now he only felt his muscles and bones burning.

Cold sweat broke out on Jia Yan's forehead, and he stared heavily at the master and apprentice in front of him, looking for an opportunity to strike.

It's a pity that Wen Xiuyuan and An Heyi didn't give him a chance to do something.

The sharp sword intent drew bloodstains on his body, brushed past Jia Yan's legs, and made him almost go limp and kneel down.

Not to mention Wen Xiuyuan's moves, which left deep and visible traces on Jia Yan's body.

Jia Yan's heart was full of unwillingness.

The sky and the earth seemed to be shaking.

The clear sound of the sword came from the ear, as if the trembling ancient dragon was hovering in the sky, with a majestic roar, the dragon's chant crossed the mountains and rivers, poured into the sea, boarded the Tianhe River, and disturbed a pool of stars.

The golden crow was stained with blood, and the small exquisite fan waved lightly, and the dense mist swirled and rose up, like black flames, like ghosts rising from hell.Ghosts and wolves howled, full of resentment.

These two forces headed towards Jia Yan together.

Light and darkness have reached the most perfect combination.

Under such heavy pressure, Jia Yan shrank his body, his expression twisted.The pain spread throughout his body, he had a fishy smell of blood in his mouth, and the veins on his forehead burst out. He tried his best to endure it, muttering silently, and blood gurgled from the corner of his mouth.

He was facing the light and fog, and he was about to collide with it.

Suddenly, the head suddenly lifted, and two streams of blood shot out from the eyes, turning into daggers, breaking through the majestic spiritual power and shooting towards the opposite side.

"Be careful," Wen Xiuyuan hurriedly blew out a gust of wind, which hit the tip of the dagger, almost deflecting the direction.

The dagger quickly brushed past An Heyi's wrist, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

With a "boom", Jia Yan fell hard and lost his breath.

Bright red blood dripped down the wrist and fell on the stone tablet.

I don't know how many years have passed on the gray stone tablet.When the blood fell, ink stains appeared on the stone tablet, and Wen Xiuyuan squatted down.

His pupils shrank, and he looked towards An Heyi.

Xie An

brother stay

Fluorescent light flew out from the stone tablet, illuminating the whole world, and a young man walked out of the light, different from Wen Xiuyuan's gentle and elegant appearance, the young man stood like a bamboo like a jade, with a smile on his face.

An Heyi looked at him in a daze, slowly turning into a centenarian and then a child.

"Master?" Wen Xiuyuan saw An Heyi standing still for a long time, motionless, as if caught by something, and called out anxiously.

Finally, she couldn't help reaching out and pulling him.

The boy finally turned into a child, stood in front of An Heyi, and stretched out his hand to him.

"Let's go."

An Heyi didn't know why, seeing the child, she felt that she couldn't refuse, so she reached out her hand to hold it.

Wen Xiuyuan didn't see anything, only saw the master staring blankly at the front, when he stretched out his hand to pull him, the master flickered and disappeared in front of his eyes.

"Master!"

His face turned pale, and his eyes were red.

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I'll try my best to see if I can code a second update today!