sinovels Chapter 19
Chapter 19
Fat San stepped on the waist-deep snow, and walked step by step in the direction where the patriarch left.
The patriarch left him and took the younger brother away.Although it was very sad, he still had the cheek to catch up.
Ziyun Palace is now a tall building that is about to collapse. As a disciple, he will naturally try his best to change this situation.
He can't give up.
After walking a few steps, his body suddenly soared into the air, and he was pulled by a suction force and flew into the sky.
The stone houses and trees were getting farther and farther away from him.
This is……
Just when he panicked, he landed in mid-air.
There was a long sword under his feet.
The sword foot is about half a foot long and one foot wide.
This, this, this... is Yujian flying?
When Fat San was stunned and on the verge of falling, a hand stretched out to support him steadily.
It's Junior Brother!
As soon as Fat San was happy, he knew it.
The younger brother will not leave him alone.
But just as he touched the hand of his junior brother, suddenly a stern coercion came, his hand was slammed open, and the voice of the patriarch, as cold as an ice sword, sounded: "Don't look down."
Fat San hurriedly raised his head to look forward, only to see the Patriarch holding the Junior Brother with one hand.
One is tall and the other is short, one is strong and the other is thin, one is cold and the other is hot, both of them are handsome, have good temperament, and are so close...
Seeing him quickly close his eyes.
See no evil, see no evil...
In less than a cup of tea, they reached the edge of the forest.
Beyond that is the world of mortals.
Although Hei Lin is not afraid of heaven and earth, he is afraid of trouble.
If mortals saw him flying with his sword, it would be another disturbance.
trouble!
They landed outside a small village not far from the edge of the forest.
Hei Lin flicked his sleeve, the wide sword gradually became smaller, and then got into his sleeve with a "swish".
Qiu Shi was clutching his chest and was retching, but when he saw the sword disappearing suddenly, he hiccupped in shock, forgot about retching, and stared blankly at the limp sleeve of the patriarch.
Can a sword be hidden here?
Hei Lin supported him, and smiled, "I'll explain this to you later."
Then he turned his head to look at Fat San lying on the snow and retching, with a cold face, he said in a deep voice: "Further ahead is the world of mortals. Although there are people who practice, most of them are mortals. Remember, don't As a last resort, you must not use spells to kill or hurt people. Otherwise, it will cause evil karma and affect your practice, so don’t blame me for not reminding you.”
The patriarch gave the lecture, and Fat San quickly got up, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, cupped his hands and said, "Yes, I will follow the teachings of the patriarch."
Qiu Shi didn't know about this, but he quickly surrendered: "The disciple respectfully obeys the instruction."
Hei Lin continued: "If you meet fellow practitioners, or monsters, you don't have to worry so much."
Qiu Shi breathed a sigh of relief.The Qin family also practiced, so he didn't have to worry about taking revenge.
Hei Lin said again: "When you go outside, you have to take back your cultivation. As a last resort, don't use coercion to suppress people."
Fat San Qiushi cupped his hands again: "Yes!"
Hei Lin nodded, took Qiu Shi's hand again, put away the seriousness on his face, and smiled with his lips curled up: "Let's go!"
Although he withdrew his cultivation, he stepped on the waist-deep snow with Qiushi, and strode forward as if walking on flat ground.
And the poor Fat San could only crawl on the snow with his hands and feet, trying to catch up, for fear of being left behind by the patriarch and junior.