Void Transformation

Xiaofeng suffered a big loss before, so he was still wary of seeing the thirteenth shape, but there was a smile on his face, and his hands were held out of emptiness. When Thirteen saw this, she got up with the momentum, but at The next moment, Thirteen's figure became illusory.

In an instant, the figures of the Tsing Yi man and Shisan slowly faded into transparent light and shadows. At this time, it was difficult to tell which was the Tsing Yi man and which was Shisan. At this time, a slightly violent wind came from the closed door of the Buddhist scripture pavilion, and the door opened slowly with a creaking sound.

The phantom of the Tsing Yi man seemed to raise his hand to Xiaofeng, but he was unable to withdraw his hand halfway up. Then the shadows of the two slowly floated towards the door, yes, they floated instead of walking. In an instant, the two figures disappeared from the gate of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and turned into a white light.

Seeing this, Xiaofeng let go of his guard, but the many doubts still made him hesitate to move forward. Just as he was about to enter the gate of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he heard a woman's voice behind him, with a touch of tenderness and pampering in that voice.

"Xiao Wuxin, where are you going, come to Master soon."

Hearing this, Xiao Feng was just a doubt at first, thinking that the carelessness in the woman's mouth seemed to have nothing to do with him, so he didn't want to pay attention to it. But just after the forward step was lifted, he could feel his own heart tremble suddenly, and then an inexplicable sense of sadness surged into his heart.

Xiaofeng could almost conclude that this woman must also be testing own illusion. Although he knew that he couldn't turn his head back, he couldn't control his feet after all, so he couldn't help turning around to look at the voice's owner.

The owner of the voice wears a gray crown, a white Taoist robe, a light blue belt around his waist, and a long sword with a blue scabbard on his back, giving it a sense of elegance. The woman's left hand was behind her back, but she was holding a rock candy Calabash in her right hand, smiling and looking forward.

At first glance, Xiaofeng's heart trembled again inexplicably. This feeling was definitely not a liking, but it was really beyond words. It is said that there is a sense of deja vu, but it seems that there is no such scene in the memory. While hesitating, a young figure appeared in front of him again.

The young man was wearing a gray Taoist robe, but it seemed that the robe was obviously much wider than the young man's figure, but the young man was not elegant at all. After the boy appeared, he ran in the direction of the woman, and the boy slowly spoke before and after the woman.

"Master, I'm twenty and an adult! I feel.. Master always raises me as a child." The boy said in a grumpy tone, while naturally reaching out to pick up Calabash. When he was about to receive Sugar Calabash, the woman pulled Sugar Calabash back a few minutes and smiled and said.

"Haha, it's the first time to accept a student as a teacher. For this, being a teacher is a pure white."

While speaking, I saw the young man picking up the candy Calabash's hand and then leaned forward, so he passed the candy Calabash in his hand to the young man, but he accidentally scratched his own finger by the young man's finger, and hurriedly retracted his hand and put it in front of his mouth to blow. Then he whispered in a low voice: "Moreover, my cats and puppies are raised in this way.."

Hearing this, the teenager who had eaten sugar Calabash had a violent cough, and he didn't know whether he was choked by sugar Calabash or was angry by the words. When the woman saw this, she sighed and said: "Hey...Xiao Wuxin is an adult, or a candy-eater Calabash is so gobbled up that she is not afraid of choking her own adult."

The three words at the end of the sentence were clearly spoken louder than before. The young man heard this sentence, the cough that had finally subsided, continued violently again, and seemed to choke again. It's just that the boy's face turned red this time, and it seems that if he continues like this, he will really become the first Taoist priest to be choked to death by Sugar Calabash.

At this moment, the figure of another young man appeared behind the young man, and he immediately stroked his arm on the young man's back, snorted hard, and the young man finally spit out half of the scum fruit stuck in his throat. After that, the man held the boy aside and sat down, then turned and said to the woman.

"Junior sister, we are just such an apprentice. If you are raised like a rhubarb, something will happen sooner or later. You know..." The young man was wearing a black and white robe, and his tone of voice was very anxious at this time. Gentle, but with a touch of helplessness in his eyes.

Seeing that the young man continued to speak, the woman just hurriedly said: "I know... I know, like the apprentice is working hard, so just don't say anything like that. "

At this time, the young man's breath finally returned to normal. He stood up and bowed to the young man beside him, but he didn't know when there were three more ignited incense sticks in his hand. After three prayers, he said: " Good morning, madam."

Upon seeing this, the man stroked his forehead and turned to the boy's direction and said, "I am unintentionally early, but... this is the afternoon, and..." This tone was much gentler than when he talked to his junior sister.

Speaking of the other two words, the young man's eyes showed a touch of helplessness again, but his mouth was full of depression, but he didn't say a bit angrily: "Also, I am a man, don't call me a teacher... "

When the boy saw this, he said with a serious face: "Good uncle." A smile flashed in his eyes, and he pointed angrily at the woman on the side and said, "Madam! Master just said that I was raised as a cat or puppy!"

The middle-aged man sighed, thinking that this title seems to be unchangeable, and said to the woman on the side: "Junior sister, apprentices also have human rights. How can you keep him as a pet? Tell him what you mean!" The middle-aged man spoke to his junior and sisters but he was full of education.

The woman smiled upon seeing this, then turned her back with her hands, and snorted in her mouth pretending to be angry: "You are so good to your apprentice than you are to me. You are true love, or you two will go over. ."

After she finished speaking, the woman saw that the young man and the young man only glanced at each other, and then they smiled tacitly, and then leaned back and walked to one side. She didn't care about owning at all, and only heard the conversation between the two. These are:

"Wuxin, yesterday Shini...cough...how did you practice the changes that Uncle taught you?"

"Madam, why do you say Master uses that trick every time."

"Wuxin, Jianzong pays attention to breaking Wanfa with one sword. As long as the heart is strong enough, there is no way to break it."

"Madam, what you said is too esoteric, but how long do you think Master's trick lasts?"

After hearing this, the woman sneered behind the two of them in an uncomfortable tone: "Hey... Wuxin... Shi Niang... Are you two disgusting, not fleshy!" As she spoke, she walked towards the two of them.

At the same time, the young man and the young man made positive gestures in their hands. The gesture was clearly "five, four, three, two, one." When the gesture of one fell, the two suddenly felt a grip on their shoulders and their arms began to numb. , It was the woman who arrived.

The woman grabbed it hard and asked, "Brother, what are you talking to the little disciple?" There was a bit of chill in her tone, but it was completely audible to pretend.

Upon seeing this, the boy hurriedly said with a look of admiration: "Master is mighty, Master will unify Rivers and Lakes for generations to come!"

When the voice fell, the woman let go of the young man's hand, and then her left hand turned into a palm and lightly patted the young man's back. The young man was suddenly blown a dozen steps away by the palm wind, and a piece of dust was picked up during her movement. Staggering under his feet, he almost brought his face into close contact with the earth.

Turning to look at the young man, he whispered in the ear behind him: "Where are you? Xiao Yufeng.."

The young man shook his body when he heard the name, and then subconsciously started something. A pattern of Tai Chi was slowly revolving under his feet, and then he saw the woman suddenly withdraw from a distance of more than ten steps, but that The woman who retreats is much more elegant than the teenager.

The woman stood still and snorted, then the sword behind her rose from the scabbard and quickly fell into the woman's hand. The sword head pointed at the young man with a Sword Ray "swish" and shot in his direction. .

Sword Ray immediately went behind the man, and saw the man kicking Tai Chi from where it was. When Sword Ray came into contact, he reached a single whip. The Sword Ray stirred up a whirlpool behind the man, and then it seemed like The mud that flows into the sea is generally nowhere to be found.

Then the man slowly turned around and opposed the woman, and the two fluctuated around as if the next move was when the storm was rising.

The little wind that I had been watching for a long time suddenly heard the sound of Xiao before it sounded again, but this time, the sound of Xiao seemed to be a little anxious, and then I saw the woman swinging a sword and drawing two Tai Chi patterns in the sky, and the man Then quickly rushed to the woman, just as the two were about to handover.

However, Xiaofeng saw that the young man on the side was staring at him with a very weird look at this moment, saying something in his mouth: "Come here...help me..."

After the voice fell, Xiao Feng just wanted to move, but felt that Xiao Sheng became more and more hasty, the leisurely voice disappeared, and the next thought flashed past his heart. Immediately, without knowing why, he turned around and walked towards the door of the Tibetan scriptures pavilion, no longer caring about the scene behind him.

Xiaofeng slowly entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and again entered a dizziness in his mind. The next moment lost consciousness and fainted again, but he heard a faint voice in the dimly.

"Cough cough... Junior brother... good savvy... I... I really didn't read you wrong..."

When the sound fell, there was another noise, as if something fell on the ground, and then it seemed to roll out a certain distance. Other than that, there was silence...

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