When Haoran heard this, he couldn't help but ask: "You shouldn't have let him go, so why didn't you say anything in advance?"

Tongtian smiled slyly and replied: "I thought I'd go and go. He was protecting Yin Shang, and I went to help Hu Rong and make him fall into a big fight."

Haoran said unfairly: "What kind of master is this? Even if the disciple makes mistakes..."

"No!" Tongtian laughed and said, "This is what a teacher should do. I taught him a lesson with a straight face, saying this is not allowed and that is not allowed. Do you think he will be convinced by his temperament?"

Tongtian smiled again and said: "Whether he is right or wrong should be determined by introspection. Only when he understands through experience can he remember it firmly."

Haoran seemed to understand, nodded, and sighed: "It's a pity that the Hu Rong Department..."

Tongtian mocked: "Even if my master and disciple don't interfere, do you think Wu Yi will give up and give up? He will definitely fight until the blood flows like a river before withdrawing his troops. With me taking care of him, at least fewer people will die in the battle."

Wen Zhonglian developed strong Qi, and as a descendant of the shaman of the Ba people, he shook off the golden whip given by the leader himself, and suddenly it was like the God of War coming to the world, with thousands of golden lights, and the vast sea surging. The fog of the demon fox was burned by the golden light and dissipated.

.

The next moment, all the troops at his feet shouted in unison. Wen Zhong drew back his whip and shook it again. The male and female golden whips struck the Hurong headquarters in the distance like a spiritual snake. Then a woman screamed from the rear! The Hurong tribe were defeated and fled.

Seeing that this man's cultivation was extraordinary, Wu Yi immediately ordered Ming Jin to withdraw his troops and said loudly: "Which senior immortal is here?"

When Wen Zhong lowered his whip and fell to the ground, the Yin and Shang troops rushed up with endless admiration. Wu Yi lined up his soldiers and saw the auspicious black unicorn. He did not dare to look down upon him at all, so he immediately respectfully invited Wen Zhong back to the camp and tried to win over him.

King Yin and Jin Ao's disciple were both of the same age, so they felt a little closer to each other.

King Wu Yi of Yin was Wen Zhong's first friend since his family was exterminated, and he was also regarded as the emperor. Wen Zhong cherished him very much, and both of them restrained their arrogance. The two young men traveled in the same car during the day and slept together at night.

He just watched and did not show up. Wen Zhong also did not mention that the master came with him, only that he left the master and traveled alone.

After Wen Zhong stayed in the Yin Shang camp for several days, Wu Yi once again organized his army to attack the Hu Rong tribe.

Wanli grassland has a clear sky, the clouds are light and the wind is light, the goshawks are soaring, Wu Yi's cloak is hunting, riding a tall horse, Wen Zhongze is wearing a gold-trimmed Bagua Taoist robe, riding a black unicorn floating in the air, just like a good king and general

An exciting scene.

Wu Yi seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He looked at the Hu Rong camp on the horizon and said, "Brother Wen, what are you thinking about?"

When Wen Zhong left Tongtian for the first time and went about his own business, he felt a little uneasy in his heart. He just said: "Nothing, your Majesty will definitely win this battle."

Wu Yi raised the Emperor's Sword high and shouted loudly: "Soldiers——!"

There was a thunderous roar behind the two of them, and Wu Yi shouted again: "Follow me to crush the enemy's formation—kill—!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Yin Shang army, thousands of men and horses, marched towards the Hu Rong tribe to cover up and kill them.

Master Tongtian is so powerful, how can you allow you to kill at will? At this time, the black-faced master secretly laughed in his heart, suspended in the air, and whistled towards Hu Rong. A group of dozens of female riders on both sides of the plain dispersed, each

Tightening the end of the rope in his hand, the trip rope buried in the grass stretched straight.

The Yin Shang side flipped on their backs and rushed past the ten stops in the midfield to stop three stops. Then countless fireballs rushed out from the Hu Rong troops, bleating wildly, and ran headlong into the cavalry.

It was a sheep that had been splashed with oil. The horse was afraid of the fire, and instantly raised its hooves and neighed, knocking off the warrior on its back. So far, tens of thousands of people had stopped three more times, and the cavalry team was sparse, with less than a thousand people remaining.

Ax infantry became the main force.

Despite Wen Zhong's ability, he was at his wits' end when he encountered unexpected changes. Just when he was about to order Wu Yi to retreat, the emperor shouted: "Kill me! Three thousand people are enough to rush forward!"

The voice came from far away and taunted in mid-air: "Under the hands of an idiot like you, I'm afraid there are only three hundred left."

Before the words were spoken, the sword and ax infantry embarked on the final charging distance. Unexpectedly, Tongtian had already made arrangements, and the grass was covered with a layer of grease. The infantry immediately fell on its back and fell to the ground.

If it was as Tongtian said, of the ten thousand warriors who had bullied the Hurong tribe, there were only less than five hundred left. The soldiers were in a panic all the way. Wu Yi no longer knew where he was trapped, but Wen Zhong flew into the sky quickly, and he couldn't help but think about it.

If you are caught by stray arrows and trapped in pits, you will have nothing to fear even if you lose your troops and generals.

The soldiers were already timid, but when they heard that Zhong was like a god coming to the world, wherever the golden whip struck, people were hit with broken bones and muscles and fell off their horses. A fairy cloud rose in the distance, and when Wen Zhong knew that the fox demon was coming again,

After showing his spirit, he put all his true energy into a whip and whipped it towards the rear of the Hu Rong tribe!

The male and female golden whips are transformed from the whiskers of the ancient golden dragon. In the past, the Xuanyuan clan of the Yellow Emperor built a cauldron at the foot of Shouyang Mountain. Heaven sent a dragon to guide him. The Yellow Emperor rode a golden dragon to the sky. His subordinates climbed on the golden dragon, but they could not get up no matter what.

The dragon Qiu was torn off and turned into this male and female golden whip.

The golden whip contained dragon energy. How could it defeat a nine-tailed demon spirit? The golden whip was thrown out, and there was a scream, and then there was no sound.

Tongtian didn't expect that his beloved disciple would do such a cruel thing, so he used the technique of shrinking the ground to move to the innermost part of the tribe. When he saw Jiuwei dying, a golden shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and he immediately reached out and grabbed the tip of the whip in his palm.

Wen Zhong whipped back his hand quickly, but the whip in his left hand remained motionless. An aura tightly locked his wrist, and he was shocked. He shouted: "Where is the monster!"

The energy of Tongtian came along the golden whip, giving it a violent shock. Both the master and the disciple practiced Hunyuan Zhengqi. The shock instantly caused Wen Zhong to vomit blood from his mouth, fainted to the ground, and became unconscious.

Haoran was fascinated by what he heard. The wind roar formation outside the island was broken. Dong Tianjun's stone pillars fell, crushing the archway of Biyou Palace. There was a loud noise.

Tongtian turned a deaf ear and said calmly: "Hu Si was hit by the whip and almost died. I used the immortal family's true energy to save her life, and ordered the Hurong tribe, old and young, to withdraw from the outside of the fortress. The battlefield was once again handed over to mortals. Wu

Yi slaughtered three thousand Hu Rong people, in the final analysis, it was because of me, his disciple."

"What happened next?" Haoran asked.

Tongtian said slowly: "Later, Master gave up the idea of ​​traveling and took your senior brother back to Jin'ao."

After Wen Zhong returned to Jin'ao Island, he no longer mentioned the matter of Hu Rong. From then on, he added another item to his practice - the art of war. A few days later, Tong Tian frowned slightly, only to realize that this apprentice was really stubborn and not at all biased.

methods of education.

That night until the second watch, Wen Zhongfang took the copper cup, covered the luminous pearl, and put away the tortoise shell. In the moonlight of the room, only the master and the disciple were sitting quietly opposite each other. Wen Zhong also ignored the presence of the Tongtian leader in the room and went to his room.

After taking off my clothes, I went to bed and slept.

Tongtian smiled and asked, "Are you cold? Master, sleep with you?"

Wen Zhong faced the wall and simply said: "No."

Tongtian sighed: "This spring is so cold, Master is a bit..."

Wen Zhong said coldly: "How decent is it for two men to sleep next to each other? Go back to your room and sleep."

Tongtian was startled for a moment, then he laughed at himself: "Master has forgotten, you are no longer a child."

Wen Zhong replied: "That's not the case."

Immediately, the two fell silent again. After an unknown amount of time, Wen Zhongfang turned around and looked at the table again. No one was there, so he expected that Tongtian had left.

At dawn the next day, Wen Zhongxun got up early as usual, washed up and waited for his martial arts practice. He waited for a long time, until dusk, but Tongtian didn't come. After several days, Wen Zhong couldn't hold it anymore and went to Biyou Palace to find him.

Lord Tongtian. The Biyou Palace was empty. Is there anyone there? Walking along the road to the bedroom, I finally found Tongtian lying on the white jade bed.

Wen Zhong came closer and saw Tongtian's naked upper body, with a dark green Taoist robe covering his waist. His skin was the same color as the white jade bed, his eyebrows and hair were like ink, his lips were as red as sand, and his facial features were as exquisite as jade carvings.

Wen Zhong's breath became thicker and he called out, "Master."

Wen Zhong stretched out his finger, touched the face of the leader of Tongtian, and called him again. Tongtian opened his eyes slightly, but the bright eyes like stars were dim and lifeless, and he only said: "What time is it?"

Wen Zhong said indifferently: "You slept for three days."

Tongtian held the jade bed with one hand, struggled to sit up, and said: "Master responded to the Hundred Years Tribulation the day before yesterday, and has consumed 70% of his true energy. Now I can't accompany you. You should go back."

Hearing that Zhong had worshiped Master Tongtian as his teacher, it was the first time he saw his omnipotent master looking tired. He immediately panicked and said angrily: "What happened? Why didn't you tell me clearly first?"

Tongtian smiled and said: "Don't worry. Although the master is an immortal, he has not yet become a saint. A small calamity will occur every hundred years, and a great calamity will last a thousand years. Moreover,..."

At this point, he stopped talking, but hid some inside information from Wen Zhong. The true energy in Wen Zhong's body came from the same source as his master. That day, Tongtian took action to intercept Wen Zhong's golden whip, and then counterattacked with force, which was no different from that of Wen Zhong.

He tried so hard that he was injured during the tribulation.

Wen Zhong stood beside the bed for a long time and suddenly said, "It's too cold here. Go to my room and sleep."

Tongtian smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, this white jade bed can regulate the true energy. Disciple, I listen to you as my teacher, you go back."

After Tongtian said this, he stopped talking and closed his eyes.

Wen Zhong looked at Tongtian's bedroom and saw that the walls were empty. There was a long sword with a green handle hanging on the wall. It was Zhu Xian. There was nothing else. There was only a bone waistband on the table. It was Zhu Xian.

Hearing that Zhong had stolen something from Zhao Gongming many years ago, he thought that Tongtian had gone to Gongming to get it back. For a moment, he felt that the Biyou Palace was like a big ice cave. If he lived in a deserted place for a long time, no matter who he was, he would be afraid of the cold.

.

Tongtian breathed evenly and fell asleep again. Wen Zhong did not leave, took off his boots, lay beside Tongtian, gently put his arms behind Tongtian's head, hugged Tongtian sideways, and closed his eyes.

After a long time, Tongtianfang opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Apprentice, if you want to sleep, just sleep in a proper manner, like a monkey, why are you groping around on my body? Master can't stand your torment.

"

As soon as the words came out, Wen Zhong blushed and retorted: "You were like this when you were young..."

Before Wen Zhong finished speaking, Tongtian mocked again: "You were still a child at that time, but now you are an adult. You just said before: How can it be appropriate for two men to sleep together?"

Haoran spat out all the wine with a splash, never expecting that Tongtian would even explain such a thing clearly. When he took a closer look, Tongtian closed his eyes and leaned on the chair, as if he was immersed in some memories.

That face is admirably handsome.

Tongtian murmured: "No gold is pure, and no one is perfect. Master also shows weakness sometimes."

When Haoran heard this, he suddenly felt sour in his heart. He didn't dare to think too much and asked, "What happened next?"

Tongtian opened his eyes, and his deep black eyes were like ancient wells that were thousands of years old. They were calm, and the waves reflected in his pupils were rising and disappearing, as if tens of millions of years since the creation of the world had just passed in a moment to him.

"Many stories in the world have no 'afterward'."

In just a moment, Master Tongtian returned to his original expression and said with a smile: "The so-called memories are just festering scars in the heart. The more you touch them...the more severe the pain will be."

"There is no future. You go down to Jin'ao, and my master will deliver the Zhuxian Sword to you later."

In the Biyou Palace, nine of the Ten Heavenly Lord's Life Pillars fell down at some point.
To be continued...