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Chapter 77

This year, Huang Zhenfeng and Zhang Xiaodao walked from early spring to severe cold, crossed countless mountains and countless rivers, leaving not only footprints, but also traces.

Huang Zhenfeng still had the long sword of the border army in her hand, which captured countless mountain spirits and made some of the blades roll over.

Zhang Xiaodao was not qualified to participate in this level of battle. At least Shan Ling's agile figure made him unable to understand any clues, so he could only watch hard and try his best, and repeatedly pondered with his strong memory.

This kind of battle has been staged thousands of times in this year, but each time it made Zhang Xiaodao feel a different but indescribable wonder.

Zhang Xiaodao knew that Huang Zhenfeng seemed to teach him what the real knife was. Although he had no words of gratitude in his mouth, he remembered it in his heart.

And besides watching, there is nothing left to eat.

It is a medicine that has three parts poison, and food supplementation is always the first choice for qi practitioners.

Under the leadership of the fierce and somewhat inconsistent Huang Zhenfeng, Zhang Xiaodao had eaten Shan Ling for a year.

What an appalling fact?

However, this is the case. Only Zhang Xiaodao knew that Huang Zhenfeng's slight cough after every battle this year was getting heavier and heavier, and her waist, which was already a little unstable, was now much more hunched.

Once upon a time, Zhang Xiaodao protested Huang Zhenfeng's approach.

The answer I got was just a very short sentence, but Zhang Xiaodao, who claimed to be eloquent, couldn't say a word.

"In my life, you are the only apprentice."

When saying this, Huang Zhenfeng spoke in an extremely casual tone, without any sadness, no other emotions, and just a straightforward narration, but Zhang Xiaodao could not argue.

So, after that, Zhang Xiaodao made up his mind to eat and drink well on this journey. Eating and drinking well is the ultimate meaning of this journey.

Zhang Xiaodao completed the ultimate meaning well and jumped into the realm of Tongjiao, but he didn't know how fierce his Tongjiao was than ordinary people.

At this time, green species had already sprouted in the cyclone in his body.

According to Huang Zhenfeng, this thing is called a dome tree. Generally, Qi practitioners will not be able to be derived. Unless the foundation is particularly strong, they can see the buds when entering the Tongji Realm.

The dome tree will gradually grow with the expansion and nourishment of the sea of ​​qi, and eventually cover the sky and the sun.

"effect?"

"The function is that the appearance of the dome tree means that you are more than one level faster than ordinary Qi Refiners, and you can perform some more precise control methods of vital energy."

"The dome tree is equivalent to the fast passage of vitality?"

"It can be understood so."

Then the master and apprentice looked at each other, remained silent for a few minutes, and said in unison: "Is it time to go home?"

He said in unison: "It's time to go home."

After talking, the two of them laughed out loud, as if they missed the meat brush in the Xiaohua Building very much.

When the autumn leaves fell again, Zhang Xiaodao, who had been strong in circles and Huang Zhenfeng, who had been thinning in circles for three times, finally returned to Jiyiguan.

There was no unique welcome ceremony, only the boiling water vapor and red charcoal in the small flower building revealed the warmth here.

The smell of shabu-shabu was freely in the air. There were all kinds of food on the old table. Zhang Xiaodao's mouth was flowing, and the four of them did not greet each other. After Li Yi was the first to take off his chopsticks, Zhang Xiaodao began to perform a drama called "Feng swept the clouds".

Over the past year, Shan Ling has changed 18,000 kinds of methods to make it. In the end, she swallows it hard. Seeing the real food, how can it be better than a hungry tiger to rush to the sheep?

Li Yi and Yang Qing gradually discovered something strange.

Plate after plate of mutton was thrown into the old soup, and the two men began to chew wildly as if they had never seen meat in eight lives.

I don’t know if there were ten sheep sweeping across the board, Zhang Xiaodao and Huang Zhenfeng finally stopped their chopsticks.

Li Yi finally asked, "Are you full?"

The two of them shook their heads. It was obvious that this way of eating was too easy to get tired of people, so they took a short break.

Yang Qing put Baishui in front of the two and said, "How many crimes have you suffered this year?"

Zhang Xiaodao thought about it secretly and seemed that except for the events that he insisted on practicing every day, he had suffered a little while eating, and said, "I didn't suffer, but I just couldn't eat well."

Li Yi cursed: "I don't know if the blessings you have cultivated there will be that Old Man Huang can cross those barren mountains for you, but I am not satisfied?"

"Secret, contentment." Zhang Xiaodao said greasyly.

"It's not enough." Huang Zhenfeng took a slender sharp knife and stuffed it into the gap between her teeth, making her unspeakable casualness.

"Then what else do you want to do?" Li Yi said in confusion.

Zhang Xiaodao looked at Huang Zhenfeng, and Huang Zhenfeng smiled and said, "Autumn is here again, martial arts performance is about to begin again, right?"

Zhang Xiaodao seemed to have noticed something vaguely, and Huang Zhenfeng raised this question at this time, so there was naturally some reason.

"What?" Li Yi asked straight to the point.

"Nothing is wrong, I just ask by the way." Huang Zhenfeng put down her slender sharp knife at this time and said, "You guys eat, I'm old and I'm exhausted this year. I'll take a break first."

After Huang Zhenfeng left, Zhang Xiaodao was silent for a moment and said, "Well, the master is actually very tired this year."

Li Yi smiled, and the wrinkled old face was covered by the steam coming out of boiling water, making it look hazy.

He whispered: "In a blink of an eye, nearly two years have passed. Have you been in the border army enough?"

Zhang Xiaodao answered truthfully: "It's very fulfilling here, you can think of nothing. I think it's good."

"Then do you want to continue to be strong?"

Zhang Xiaodao said decisively: "Of course."

Li Yi nodded and said, "Last year, the performance of martial arts Jiyiguan was not good, it depends on you this year."

Zhang Xiaodao grinned and said, "I just want to challenge Liang Xuan."

Li Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at the shabby wooden door and said, "So your master is going to do this."

Zhang Xiaodao was shocked, Yang Qing shook his head and said, "It's crazy."

Li Yi’s guess is correct.

Huang Zhenfeng knows Zhang Xiaodao too well. This year, Zhang Xiaodao will definitely challenge Liang Xuan. With his current strength, there is still a clear gap between Liang Xuan. Failure is a good thing, but he only has such an apprentice in his life. He understands that he must not let Zhang Xiaodao suffer from frustration under enemies like Liang Xuan, which will disrupt Zhang Xiaodao's cultivation mentality.

Therefore, for the sake of his only disciple, Huang Zhenfeng walked to Fuyu Pass alone.

Three days later, Huang Zhenfeng walked back to Xiaohualou, smiling. No one knew where he went and what he did, but under the gaze of Zhang Xiaodao and Yang Qing, he vomited half a mouthful of blood, and grinned and smiled extremely brightly.

Zhang Xiaodao felt extremely distressed when he saw this scene. He couldn't help but clench his fists, hoping to be quicker in martial arts and Liang Xuan!
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