Chapter 237 Letter
The sky shed tears, and the drizzle formed a curtain. It floated down from an unknown height of thousands of feet, wet the eaves, converged into water, poured on the ground, stained with charred yellow soil, and flowed away from the low tide.
In the wooden house, Song Yu was awakened from the practice by the sound of dripping water. He turned his head and looked at Mo Qianglong, who was lying in **, and said, "It's been ten days. My brother has been there for so long and hasn't come back. What's wrong?"
Song Yu stood up, walked to the bedside, took out a pill for Mo Qianglong, and then used Zhenyuan to recuperate it for a moment. His face was slightly white. In the past ten days, in order not to let Mo Qianglong have physical problems, he hardly closed his eyes. He was tired and just practiced a little.
Mo Qianglong had no breathing, no heartbeat, no pulse. If it hadn't been for Zhou Xing's instructions, Song Yu couldn't believe that he could still save his life. He came to the door of the wooden house and opened the door. A wet breath came to his face, mixed with the wind of rain and fog, which instantly soaked the surface of Song Yu's black clothes.
This wooden house was built by Song Yu after waiting for a day. It is relatively rough and full of wood chips.
Song Yu looked at the hazy distance, his eyes were covered by trees, and he could only see things within ten feet. He looked at one side casually and looked at it for a long time. The surface of his clothes was full of water, and his hair and face were the same.
He prayed in his heart: Brother, come back safely!
Suddenly, there was a string of sound of stepping on the water, "Pa La" approached from a distance, as if someone was running this way. The speed was very fast, at least Song Yu could not reach such a speed.
Song Yu showed joy. Could it be that his brother came back!?
When he was young, a dark shadow appeared in Song Yu's eyes, wearing a black dress similar to Song Yu. He looked ordinary and a thin young man. His whole body was flowing, and the rain did not wet his whole body.
The young man saw Song Yu standing at the door of the wooden house and immediately stopped.
"Who are you!" Seeing that he was an unknown practitioners, Song Yu's face suddenly changed, and the feather fan suddenly appeared in his hand. His whole body was shocked. Zhenyuan was released, and all the rain, including the rain immersed in his clothes, was ejected away, like flying flowers and broken jade. With a wave of his fan, a big wind appeared, swept away the coming rain and fog, and it was empty in an all-soon.
Song Yu Zhenyuan is condensed, ready to send to people first, and take the lead! Unlike Zhou Xing, he has been in the world since he was a child and knows how to make profits when he sees it! You will never be soft-hearted! Although this place is not very secretive, looking at the direction of this young man, he obviously knows where this place is in advance.
"Please wait!" The young man stood up and shouted with a dull face.
This young man's name is Guo Yu!
Before Song Yu could do it, the young man said quickly, "I'll send a message on behalf of my master!" The people of the reincarnation sect have found you and sent a foundation monk who will arrive here in half an hour!" He spoke very fast. As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and ran away.
Song Yu's men were shocked.
"Fed foundation monk! Even if the brother comes back, it will be difficult to deal with!"
In a short time, Song Yu had an additional note in his hand, which turned into a fleeting light. Song Yu returned and walked back to the house, then hugged Mo Qianglong, rushed into the rain and disappeared.
There seems to be a formation fluctuation over the city, and all the rain can't enter it.
"Meng Daoyou, I want to rush back to save people. Why don't you walk with me?" Zhou Xing bought some spiritual herbs and elixirs that can assist Mo Qianglong's recovery in the city of Dianhaizong, and then said to Meng Yaotian.
About Mo Qianglong, it is not a secret. Zhou Xing has already told Meng Yaotian.
Meng Yaotian smiled and said, "It's so good! At that time, Meng may also be able to help.
The two were walking on the street of visiting the city. A middle-aged man greeted him. Suddenly, he slowed down and shouted, "Oh, Brother Meng, why are you here?"
Meng Yaotian looked at the man and said with a smile, "It turned out to be Brother Tang. He hasn't been there for months!" I heard that you were in retreat, so my brother didn't bother you.
Zhou Xing stood aside and looked at the middle-aged monk surnamed Tang. The man was wearing a purple satin shirt, with gentle facial features and a three-inch short beard. Zhou Xing's vision flashed, and he could see that this man's cultivation was practicing the seventh level of Qi!
"There is a breakthrough, so the retreat is hidden." The monk surnamed Tang smiled and turned his head to look at Zhou Xing, "Who is this?"
"This is Zhou Daoyou, and he and I are old friends." Meng Yaotian introduced.
Zhou Xing nodded faintly and said, "Tang Dao is friendly."
It seems that Zhou Xing's plainness makes the monk surnamed Tang a little angry. As a high-level monk, he should be respected.
At this moment, a light suddenly appeared in front of Zhou Xing.
"Spear notes?" All three of them were stunned. Zhou Xing stretched out his hand and held the note, and his expression was suddenly gloomy!
"Meng Daoyou, I'll go first! I'll come to you later!" After Zhou Xing said in a hurry, his body moved and dragged a shadow, as if it had turned into a rapid wind, and disappeared from the eyes of Meng Yaotian and Tang monks in the blink of an eye.
The wind stirred up the clothes of the monk surnamed Tang. His eyes widened and he looked at the direction of Zhou Xing leaving in disbelief. Some of the monks around him were also surprised.
"What a fast speed!"
"What is this person's cultivation?"
For a long time, the monk surnamed Tang came to his senses and said to Meng Yaotian with a surprised face, "Brother Meng, it seems that Taoist friends are good at bodywork this week. Even if they are brothers, it is difficult to reach each other."
Meng Yaotian's face twitched and didn't say much about this issue.
"Brother Tang, nothing has happened in the pie recently, right?"
"Well, it's nothing. It's still the same. The two elders and those uncles are in isolation."
A white wind blew out of the city and came into contact with the rain and fog, but within a few feet, they were rolled upside down and scattered. The white wind stopped in an uninhabited place, showing Zhou Xing's figure. A faint light appeared on his clothes, and all the rain avoided, forming a dry space. Zhou Xing's face was gloomy and he gritted his teeth: "Reincarnation! It's so compelling. When I'm strong enough, I'll come to collect debts!"
The Shen Long and the Jiangyuan Road made Zhou Xing extremely resentful.
Zhou Xing took out the Qingyun umbrella. After stretching it out, Zhenyuan came out. The Qingyun umbrella actually dropped a thin white fog from it. In this white fog, Zhou Xing only felt that his whole body was as light as Hongyu.
"The master once said that if I go to build the foundation, I can use the Qingyun umbrella to cross the sky!"
In the white fog, Zhou Xing performed a shadow step. He could not feel the weight of his body lightly. It was almost like floating up, like willow catkins with the wind, but it just floated up a foot away. After skimming more than ten feet, it still fell to the ground, and the speed was a little higher than before.
"I can't control the force, it's really bad, and I can't fly!" Zhou Xing thought that he was not disappointed. His mind was held by the words in the note, but he played the fastest speed. The wind and lightning flashed towards the location of the wooden house, and there was no sound of stepping on the water.
In the notes, Song Yu's voice seemed to linger in his ear: "Brother, the reincarnation sect found us, and a foundation monk is coming. If you come back, be careful!"
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