Chapter 19 Gathering

At the moment she took out the wooden card, a voice sounded in her ear.

"Where did you get this wooden card?"

"Who?"

"Answer me." As soon as this sentence fell, a middle-aged man dressed in white and dressed as a scribe suddenly came out of nowhere and came to the girl in an instant, condescending and looking at her with a cold expression.

The comer is the Fuming magician who has been living in seclusion in Qingyun Mountain.

"Answer me, who are you? What does it have to do with the owner of this wooden card?

"You...you..." Even if it was dark around, the girl could see clearly that the person in front of her was floating in the air without touching the ground. And the rain can't even drop a drop on the other party.

The person in front of her is not the object she can resist, and the girl clearly understands this. But who is this person? What is the relationship with the master... and the master?

"Don't you want to say it? That doesn't matter. I have at least hundreds of ways for you to explain it. Fu Ming's magician said coldly and wanted to open his hand to catch her. At this time, the girl finally couldn't restrain herself under his pressure. Her eyes darkened and collapsed back.

"Master...Fu..." While the wooden card came out, the girl gently shouted the last sentence. Fu Ming's magician was slightly shocked and immediately took action to help him.

"Shoucheng is your... master?" Fuming Magician naturally knew long ago that the meager Zhenyuan in the girl's body was indeed the skill of Qingyun Daomen. At this time, listening to the girl's last sentence before she fell into a coma and cooperated with the wooden card in her hand, there was no doubt in her heart.

However, how does this girl worship honesty as her teacher? And who is that man?

Fuming Magician pondered for a while, immediately took out the elixir and fed it into the girl's mouth, and then Zhenyuan poured it into the other party's body. Crush all the tiny elements in the other party's body. He smiled and whispered, "The disciple accepted by Shoucheng is my grandson. It's a pity that I can't teach Shoucheng my holy door skills. How can this girl practice the skills of Qingyun Daomen again?

The rain is still raining.

The forbidden barrier casually hit by the Fuming magician turned into a sky, wrapping the three people together in a light blue light curtain. It's like holding out a huge umbrella and rowing away those raindrops.

The little Zhenyuan in the girl's body has been transformed by Fuming Magician at this time, and there is no trace left. Fuming Magician has always had regrets in his heart. He has sincerely practiced the skills of Qingyun Daomen to capture the moon, and the foundation has been established. He must not practice his skills again. If his apprentice can't practice his own skills, forget it. If his apprentices and grandchildren don't practice their own skills, Fuming demon master can't stand it.

The elixir quickly melted under the flow of the true element input by the Fuming magician, and then quickly produced an effect. The pale face of the little girl who had passed out in a coma gradually blushed.

But for a moment, she woke up.

Although the meager Zhenyuan in her body is not worth a thing for Fuming Magician, it is the result of desperate practice for her. But now, she can no longer feel the slightest flow of true elements.

"Mo Shoucheng is your master?"

She was originally like ashes, but she felt that all her efforts during this period had turned to ashes. However, the cultivation of the man in white in front of her was so strong that she couldn't even have a trace of resistance.

At this moment of despair, she suddenly heard the three words "Mo Shoucheng", which cheered her up. Quickly raised his face, stared at the Fuming magician in front of him, and said with difficulty, "Who are you...?"

This reaction is undoubtedly the default. Fu Ming's magician suddenly became more happy. On his face, which had never appeared happy and angry, he actually smiled and said, "I'm your master."

"Master? You, are you a real person from Feiyun?

The girl's face showed surprise. She was originally young. Although she was far more mature than her peers, she was limited. At this time, under the excitement of my mind, I blurted out what I thought.

"But... Master, he said you should be..." At that time, Mo Shoucheng did describe Feiyun's real appearance with her. But how did Mo Shoucheng think that when she came to Qingyun Mountain, she met Fuming Magician first?

What a smart character Fuming Magician is. From this phrase, he has guessed that he is a little angry. Although he knew his relationship with Mo Shoucheng, it was really not appropriate for the third person to know, but as long as he thought of Mo Shoucheng's accept a female apprentice, he wanted to tell her that Feiyun Zhenren was the master, which made Fu Ming feel unhappy.

"No need to ask again, come with me." Because of this makes him unhappy, Fu Ming is more determined to teach everything he has learned to the girl in front of him.

"Flying cloud... Feiyun real person, can you save my father?"

"It's not flying clouds, it's Fu Ming! You can call me a magician." Hearing this from the other party, Fu Ming felt even more depressed. He only said in his heart: Since he is an honest apprentice, what's wrong with telling her these things? It's just that now is not the time to talk. If it is seen by the little rabbits of Qingyun Daomen, there will be big trouble.

Hearing the word "magician", the girl added a little fear on her face. Although she didn't know what the magician meant, since the person in front of her was not a real person, why did she claim to be a master of Mo Shoucheng? Claim to be your own master?

Seeing the girl shrinking, Fu Ming felt even more impatient. With a wave of his long sleeves, he wanted to roll it up and take it away.

But at this time, he suddenly noticed the man lying on the board behind the girl. How can that face make you feel a little familiar?

"What's your name?"

"Snow...Xuefei."

"Who is the man behind you?"

"Yes, it's my father."

Under his strong pressure, Xuefei blurted out any questions asked by the other party without thinking as long as she knew the answer. Fu Ming nodded and came closer to her. After narrowing his eyes and looking carefully at the man's face, an inexplicable smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Fuming Magician stretched out his hand and gently stroked Xuefei's little head. Xuefei trembled, but did not dare to resist. But because of the proximity, she suddenly found some pity from the other party's gaze on her.

"Come with me, your father, I will naturally cure him. Not only that, I also want to teach you all the skills. Fuming Magician smiled and waved his long sleeves again. Then in an instant, the sleeve suddenly swelled and enveloped the three people at the same time.

At the same time, the sky prohibition that had been resisting the falling rain also disappeared. When the raindrops fell happily again, the three people had already disappeared.

After Fuming's magician showed his magic power and disappeared with Xuefei and her father, after a while, he walked away from the mountain road. He wore the clothes of the younger children of Qingyun Daomen and a mask covering the whole picture on his face, walking in a very ordinary posture.

But it's strange that he doesn't think how fast he is, but in the blink of an eye, he has crossed the long mountain road and arrived at the place where the Fuming magicians disappeared before.

The rain was not covered by something and could be poured directly on him, but the man didn't seem to care and behaved leisurely as if he were walking.

"It's unexpected for Fu Ming to take 'he' away. Although it's beyond my expectation, things are getting more and more interesting."

"The seeds scattered many years ago are finally about to bear fruit. It seems that I should water it again."

The consultation looked at Mo Shoucheng again, as if he had never seen him clearly before.

Finally, he finally laughed and shook his head, "Brother, what are you talking about? Do you want to help me?" While saying this, he lowered his head, as if to hide the subtle expression on his face, and then continued, "Don't laugh. Isn't it you who opposed me doing this before? What's more, with your current cultivation, if you want to help me, it's tantamount to a fool's dream.

Mo Shoucheng stood up straight, but remained silent.

Perhaps because he felt that he could no longer hide his facial expression, the inquiry took out the mask he had worn before and put it on his face again. Then he raised his head and said in a tone that did not allow him to continue to refute, "Let's go, come with me. Don't you still have an important task?"

"Brother, let me help you."

It was not until this time that Mo Shoucheng opened his mouth again. But the consultation did not answer him again this time, did not agree or refuse. But he suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Mo Shoucheng's arm, and dragged him out of the door.

The cultivation level of the two is too far away. Even if Mo Shoucheng wants to struggle, it is just in vain. Ignoring Mo Shoucheng's call, the consultation only dragged him out of the room and then walked quickly to another place.

After a long time, I walked to the entrance of a cave.

There is a black forbidden barrier at the entrance of the cave, which is the same color as the deep sea that Mo Shoucheng fell into before. It was not until he came here that the consultation party let go of the restrained Mo Shoucheng's hand.

"Let's go. Get out of here and you can lead to the sea."

"Brother!"

"Don't say any more!"

The consultation said harshly, "Since you call me brother, you should listen to me. This is not something you can interfere with! Each of us has our own path, our own beliefs and our own practice! Think about what you really should do now!"

"Everyone in the world said that the road I chose was wrong. But since this is my choice, it's up to me to bear the final consequences... Don't want to be a second mistake!"

"Brother!"