When he arrived at the Master's house, Song Yue told the Master directly about this.

The Master was a little surprised and pondered for a moment before saying to Song Yue: "This is indeed a good opportunity. I didn't want you to go."

Song Yue looked at the Master and asked, "In other words, do you have a quota in your hands?"

The Master smiled and did not answer his question, saying, "Since the School of Practice hopes you can follow and protect their students, then go there, this is nothing bad!"

Song Yue humbly asked for advice: "Then ask the master to teach me what should I do after I go in?"

The Master said: "There are many treasures in the secret realm, and some seemingly ordinary plants and trees may contain great value. I have taught you these."

Song Yue nodded. The knowledge he learned from the Master since he was a child was very diverse, and he even learned all these things.

The Master looked at Song Yue: "But in the secret realm, the most valuable thing is not the resources used for practice, but the words! Whether it is jade boards or stone carvings, anything with words is a priceless treasure!"

"I have taught you all the words of the times, do you still remember them?"

Song Yue nodded: "I remember!"

"That's good, remember. As long as you encounter something with words, you must find a way to bring it back. Even if you can't take it out of the secret realm, you have to copy it. At the worst, you have to remember those words."

The Master said very seriously.

"Well, I remember." Song Yue agreed, but thought to himself, could it be that the Master's psychic disease has been dealt with again?

For great scholars like the Master, the words in the secret realm are definitely better than the resources of cultivation.

But the Master needs it, so he will do it. Although he doesn't say it, he knows very well that he has owe too much love to the Master and his wife over the years.

"In addition, the reason why the School of Practice this time is not only because it is because it is because it is because it is because it is because it is because it is because it is not arbitrary and thick-skinned, and has relatively rich social experience." The Master said.

Song Yue looked innocent and defended: "You have too one-sided understanding of me. I am not that kind of person!"

The Master ignored him and continued: "This time, there were not only young people from various camps in the East and West, but also some young geniuses from aliens. So after entering, remember to try not to conflict with people."

The Master said, looking at Song Yue, and said calmly: "If there is a conflict, don't keep your hand in that place."

Song Yue was stunned for a moment, a little unable to believe that this was said by the Master.

The Master looked at him: "That person named Zhang Zixing and the aliens with him will also enter the Kunlun Secret Realm this time!"

Song Yue's expression became a little solemn.

He is not a person who likes to promote hatred, but there is indeed a big grudge between him and Zhang Zixing!

It was nothing at first, but it was just a little unhappy between him and Zhang Zichen's side croaker. He was very cautious at the time, which could not only make the other party uncomfortable without causing any serious consequences.

But later a battle at the Xingwu Pavilion turned the original small conflict into a deep hatred.

Zhang Zixing's behavior at that time was no longer as simple as teaching a lesson or taking revenge. He clearly wanted to completely destroy him.

If Chen He's punch had not moved down but fell on his face at that time, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Song Yue didn't react too fiercely at that time because he knew that Zhang Zixing was stronger than him and that he was on the territory of others.

I guess he is waiting for him to be completely angered and lose his mind!

So he left only one sentence at that time and left directly.

But this doesn't mean he will forget about this.

He believed that Zhang Zixing would not give up easily, after all, the hatred had already been formed, and it was not that easy to untie it.

Song Yue did not expect that they would also go to Kunlun Secret Realm this time. In that secret realm far away from the world, even those who originally followed the rules would have strange thoughts.

Not to mention that there is a grudge.

"You don't have to worry too much. After practicing the body-protecting Qi, your strength will increase a lot."

The Master looked at Song Yue and said, "After entering the secret realm, you are with a group of high-level monks from the cultivation academy. It is not that easy for him to do it."

Song Yue nodded: "Don't worry, I will be careful."

The Master glanced at Song Yue and put the bottle of marrow washing liquid on the table like a treasure. The little bastard's shameless kung fu is really something that ordinary people can learn.

The marrow washing liquid is made of complex technology and very expensive. It is a pharmacist among practitioners. It is made of a variety of top-level spiritual medicines and can change a person's physique.

Even ordinary people will become much stronger after bathing with blended marrow washing liquid.

However, this thing is difficult for ordinary people to get in touch with, it is too expensive!

Even a wealthy person in the general sense will feel a little painful when using marrow washing liquid.

It is really not easy for Song Yue to pull out such a large tuft of hair from the iron roosters in the School of Practice.

"I'll make some arrangements for you after dinner. I just happened to get a few spiritual medicines here. You guys are really lucky!"

The Master looked at Song Yue: "I was worried before that your body would not be able to withstand the thunder energy when activated and guided your body. With these marrow washing liquid and several spiritual medicines on my hand, your physical strength will be increased to the level of a grandmaster. Ordinary swords will not hurt you."

Song Yue immediately looked happy and said sincerely: "Thank you Master, thank you Lao Peng!"

The Master looked at him and said, "Don't be big or small, Xiao Peng is not bad." If he hadn't resolutely turned Song Yue out, how could he find such a good student?

After dinner at Master's house, Song Yue came to the bathroom of the guest room. When he opened the door, the heat inside steeped in it, and a strong fragrance of medicine spread out, which made him feel refreshed.

But the next moment I stayed there, looking at the bottle containing the marrow washing liquid.

It turned out to be full.

Now empty.

Song Yue looked back at the Master standing outside the door.

The Master said, "Go in and go to the bar, don't come out tonight."

"So much marrow washing solution, have you used it at one time?"

Song Yue felt very painful and could empathize with Lao Peng at that time.

The Master glanced at him indifferently: "No need to do that, how can you make your body strength soar in a short period of time? How can you get strength for no reason in this world? Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and soak in, and with your injuries, you will be completely healed this time."

After the Master said that, he turned around and left.

Song Yue closed the door and took off his clothes. He couldn't help but mutter: "It's so expensive, how can life be like this? No wonder the master's wife always roared that the master spent money and was generous..."

Then you enter the bathtub. The water temperature is very high and even a little hot. The Master's bathtub wears the insulation function to maintain this heat at all times.

Soaked in the water, Song Yue's fair skin turned red in an instant. He forced himself to shrink his whole body into the water, and murmured: "Will you be soaked in such a night?"

Actually, it doesn’t. The power of marrow washing liquid is unimaginable to ordinary people.

When Song Yue's whole body was soaked in, he could clearly sense countless energy molecules swarming towards his body!

It's like having gentle hands massaged.

Energy molecules have extremely high activity and act quickly on the body surface, and then penetrate into the flesh and blood little by little.

Originally, the marrow washing liquid was already very powerful, and after being prepared with the Master's best elixir, the efficacy has been improved by several levels!

Just like an ordinary piece of jade, it is very ordinary in the hands of ordinary people, but in the eyes of masters, you can play countless tricks and then increase its value by hundreds or thousands of times.

Song Yue had also used marrow washing liquid to bathe before, but the amount was far less than this time.

Just like severe cases, Master also came up with a ruthless time. Although it was extravagant, the effect was unimaginable.

I guess the Master knew that Song Yue was going to the Kunlun Secret Realm, but he was still a little worried without saying that.

Especially he knew Song Yue's temper. He seemed to be careless, but in fact he rarely suffered losses. He was so vicious that he was almost ruined by Zhang Zixing. He almost destroyed him. It was impossible not to hold grudges.

As long as the two sides meet in the secret realm, conflict will inevitably arise.

Therefore, the spiritual medicine that was originally used to guide and activate the thunder energy was directly used by Master in advance.

If the elixir is gone, you can find it again, and people must be safe.

This is the reason why the teacher, who rarely gets angry, calls Grandpa Zhang Zixing directly.

At that time, when he was in the Xingwu Hall, if Chen He hadn't hesitated for a moment and changed the direction of the boxing path, Song Yue would have suffered a small loss.

A little conflict will lead to a single person being destroyed, which shows how arrogant Zhang Zixing is.

The Master returned to the study and hesitated for a while, he took out a key and took out a stack of paper from the locked drawer that looked like it was made of animal skin, but very thin, almost transparent.

At this time, the lady came in and didn't ask any more questions, and started grinding the ink for him directly.

The two of them cooperated very well, one grinds the ink and the other writes and draws on thin animal sculpting paper, but never speaks.

Until the sky became brighter outside, the Master finally stopped writing, looked at the results of the night, and made a total of three thunder talismans!

In the eyes of people who know the goods, it is hard to change one!

The Master showed a little fatigue on his face. He looked out the window and breathed a lot, and he stretched rarely.

At this time, the lady looked at him and said, "Why did you suddenly figure it out? You haven't made talismans for more than ten years."

"It's different from the past. Although he was a little erratic in the past, he never really made enemies with others. This time he met someone with a sinister personality. If they met in a secret realm, they would definitely have a fierce conflict."

The Master looked calm on his tired face and said, "Since that's the case, why should our children be bullied?"

The lady smiled happily and said, "I originally wanted to ask you to make one for your child, but I didn't expect you to make three. You have changed a lot over the years."

The Master said calmly: "I am not a saint, even a saint will laugh, scold, and be happy, or it will be a little aggrieved if this saint is a little aggrieved."

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To be continued...