Please Spare Me! Apprentice!

Please Spare Me! Apprentice! Chapter 190

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Zi Yu is about to meet Master~

Ask for a monthly ticket~~~

Chapter 272 is Disciple Unfilial

This ancient pavilion is still quietly among the clouds.

It is still so simple, still so peaceful.

Tang Ziyu slowly flew into the vestibule of the Heaven Fate Pavilion in his astonishment.

Stepping on these moss-covered bluestone bricks.

"Impossible...impossible, the Master has gone, he has been taken away by Heavenly Dao, he said he will not come back, he has gone, he has left us for more than 6,000 years!! "

Tang Ziyu will never forget that day, it was dusk, and that day, the setting sun also stretched their silhouette very long.

In the last room above the attic, when the Master was imprisoned by Heavenly Dao, lying in the sarcophagus and closing his eyes, everything was beyond their ability to stop.

Even if the three of them fellow apprentices stood in the Heaven Fate Pavilion, they couldn't stop the Heaven Fate Pavilion from leaving.

The Heaven Fate Pavilion begins to blur, and begins to accelerate gradually, leaving this side of the world and the heavens.

their three people chased desperately, and even tried all their cultivation bases, trying to intercept this Heaven Fate Pavilion.

He and Eldest Senior Brother pushed their spiritual cultivation base to the peak of Peak, Little Junior Sister showed Phoenix's true body under the whistling, desperately trying to keep the Master who raised her.

But when their Divine Ability touches Heaven Fate Pavilion, it seems to be even more surging and stalwart than Power of Heaven and Earth! The power of the vastness was also stimulated in an instant!

That is absolutely impossible for them to stop, if that Heavenly Dao Power is willing, even the tip of the iceberg of that vast power, they can easily wipe out their three people into ashes!

However, they knew that perhaps the Master used his last will to contain the influence of Heavenly Dao on them before he fell asleep.

So in the end, the Master left, the Master lay in the sarcophagus, left them, and went to the other world, an unknown world that no one knows about.

The three of them, who were fellow apprentices, could only cry bitterly under the slanting sunset. The sunset at dusk also stretched the back of their three people very long. From then on, Their belief, the Sacred Temple Hall in their hearts, may have collapsed, leaving unhealable scars on their Dao Heart, and they, for more than 6,000 years, have only one Faith, that is to find the person who once raised them, and Little Junior Sister has cultivated at all costs for this... In these long years, it has never stopped.

Tang Ziyu walks in this ancient pavilion.

He still doesn't believe this is a fact, and he is now suspecting that this is an ancient pavilion that the Senior Brother Xu or Little Junior Sister's previous life, in order to miss the Master, made to drift in. In the Azure Cloud World, and today, he happened to meet him again.

"Yes, this... This Heaven Fate Pavilion has been around for a long time. It may have been copied by Senior Brother or Junior Sister before. I don't know how long it has been drifting in Azure Cloud World. How could the Master have come back? Impossible... Impossible."

Tang Ziyu looked inside the Heaven Fate Pavilion while walking. He looked at every grass and tree here and seemed to be so familiar. He went to the main pavilion. After walking around the library, he went to the innermost room of the Master, and even saw the sarcophagus. He went to the kitchen and the dining room. It was exactly the same as he remembered, even The kitchen is missing a corner of the cooktop, all the same.

He went to many courtyards again.

Behind the Heaven Fate Pavilion, there are a dozen or 20 independent yards of various sizes.

Many of them have been abandoned for many years and are already in dire straits.

This also includes the place where Tang Ziyu once lived. He found that the place where he lived is still the same as before. He and the Eldest Senior Brother's room, which no one seems to have been to, is still very well preserved, The door was also closed, but it was deserted outside, and the weeds grew up and I don't know how high.

The inside seems to be protected by mana, but compared to the dilapidated outside, the inside is spotless.

But when he walked to Little Junior Sister's room, he found that someone had lived there recently. There was a clean quilt on it, and a small pillow with embroidered flowers inside. The decoration is also very girly, with pink everywhere.

Tang Ziyu was a little stunned, he said to himself: "Could it be that Little Junior Sister copied it... No, I feel like someone has lived there recently, Little Junior Sister has been reincarnated for more than ten years, and Little Junior Sister Junior Sister likes big red and doesn't like pink."

Tang Ziyu couldn't calm down more and more, his heartbeat was gradually accelerating.

He was also eager, very eager and eager for another possibility...

Finally, he came to the Master's hut, where he also visited countless times, when he was a child , when the Master just picked him up for adoption, he slept with the Master.

Here, it was exactly the same as in his memory.

Only, when he saw Master's bed, there were two quilts and two side-by-side pillows, and even on top of the big red quilt, there was a big happy word, the room seemed to be just now. Tang Ziyu suddenly reacted after the appearance of the newly-married new house.

Well, that's right.

This must have been built near the sky cloud before Little Junior Sister reincarnated, using her own great magic power to make it float in the clouds.

She even fantasized about what she would look like after marrying the Master.

"Crazy, crazy, Junior Sister really hid too deeply and broke her mind." Tang Ziyu said with emotion, "Why did you think of marrying Master, this is not nonsense So, if I see Junior Sister in the future, I'm going to call my sister-in-law, even if I kill me, I won't do it."

But thinking of this, Tang Ziyu took out his notepad and added on it. After making a fortune, he murmured: "Junior Sister delusionally wanted to marry the Master before she was reincarnated. When I was with the Eldest Senior Brother's little sister... um, Junior Sister is so pitiful!"

But I was also writing this. After that, Tang Ziyu suddenly stopped the pen in his hand, because he suddenly found these paintings on the wall.

He naturally saw his Little Junior Sister. These are all handwritten by his Master, but Feng Yanwu can also draw, and she can imitate herself. Her painting skills are not inferior to those of the Master, and imitate. Very capable.

But what Tang Ziyu saw was another girl. The girl was smiling like a flower, with long jet black hair reaching her waist. She was sitting in the pavilion of the main pavilion, while there was a continuous stream of hair falling outside. Chunyu, Master drew this painting for this girl under such a scene.

And in the lower right corner, there is even a line of words: "The beloved disciple Su Taoer..."

Tang Ziyu lost his voice: "No...impossible, impossible, this is not Junior Sister's handwriting! Junior Sister will never allow other women's portraits to appear in the Master's room! Absolutely not, absolutely impossible, this is not Junior Sister's handwriting!!"

Tang Ziyu raised his head suddenly, After leaving this room, after looking around, strode towards the main pavilion outside!

He remembers, he remembers!

If this is the Heaven Fate Pavilion, if this is really his home, those traces should be there, and those traces should be there too! !

It was an afternoon, in that sunshine, in that warm spring.

When he was young, he sat in front of the main pavilion with the Master. He sat in the Master's arms, basking in the sun drowsily.

The Master said gently with a smile: "Ziyu, would it be nice for the Master to teach you how to write your own name?"

Tang Ziyu gently laughed and said in a milky voice: " Alright, Master, you teach Ziyu to write his name."

Master stepped forward and asked him to stand beside him, holding a small stone and writing on the slate beside him Ziyu two words.

And he, after seeing him, squatted down like that, held a stone in his small hand, drew a scoop according to the bottle gourd, and wrote his name on it. That day, he wrote Ziyu for the first time. Two characters, crooked, have written a lot, even a lot, and the strokes are already wrong.

The Master finally smiled at him and said, "Zi Yu, forget it, don't write anymore, your hand is about to be cut. Tomorrow the Master will teach you on paper."

But when he was young, he was a little tearful and aggrieved: "Master, Disciple's words are so ugly, Disciple doesn't like it, Senior Brother sees someone who wants to joke..."

Master touched his With a flip of his head, he turned the stone slab over and buckled it on the ground again.

"So you Senior Brother don't know?"

After saying that, Master took him in his arms and walked to the other side to see Eldest Senior Brother I have practiced.

Only Tang Ziyu and Master know about this matter, and only he himself knows!

Tang Ziyu's chest was heaving violently when he came to this stone slab.

Then, he lifted it gently, just like the Master back then, and easily turned the corner stone over.

And on this slate, when the soil was swept away, there were those crooked handwritings, impressively, it was his name, it was him, and the handwriting left by the Master on it!

At this moment, all kinds of emotions, after being squeezed for more than 6,000 years, suddenly flooded into Tang Ziyu's heart.

At this moment, tears immediately wet his eyes!

Thousands of emotions suddenly became a mess.

All my thoughts, after a long span of time, can only be turned into unstoppable tears...

"Master!" Tang Ziyu cried and shouted , "Master! Where are you! Where are you!"

Tang Ziyu shouted with all his might in the Heaven Fate Pavilion where he was alone.

"Disciple is back! Ziyu is back!! Master!! Where are you!! Where are you! Ziyu is here!! Ziyu is here!"

Tang Ziyu runs wildly in Heaven Fate Pavilion, looking everywhere.

Until the end, after he couldn't see the Master's silhouette, he suddenly knelt on the ground under the tears, sobbing on the spot.

"Master! Master! Six thousand two hundred and eighty-two years have passed, six thousand two hundred and eighty-two years have passed, Zi Yu has been waiting for you so hard, so hard..." Tang Ziyu slammed heavily on the ground I kowtowed a few times, "Zi Yu is not filial, it is Zi Yu who is not filial... It is Zi Yu who is not filial... Master, where are you... wu wu wu."

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I’m asking for a monthly pass, I’m begging to explode~

wu wu wu, I wrote myself to cry.

Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy-Three: People Are Beneficial, Also For Righteousness

The cries of pain are constantly echoing in the Heaven Fate Pavilion.

dignified a seven-footed man, now crying like a child, Tang Ziyu fell to his knees, only kept kowtowing in the direction of the main pavilion.

Si Yan is not just his Master.

That is the relative who raised him, the closest person in the world.

It was the Master who raised him.

It was the Master who picked him up from a cold winter road, taught him Divine Ability, and gave him everything he is now.

There is no Master, and there is no him today, he may have frozen to death in that cold winter with heavy snow.

Tang Ziyu really misses him so much. After more than 6,000 years, this miss is still so deep... He really just wants to see the Master again, really just wants to be with him. He stood together again.

After so many years of pain and sadness for the Master...

"Hahaha! The surname is Si, you dare to speak hard when you are about to die!"

Mu Feng is smiling wildly at Si Yan.

After all, he only saw the sword dao expert who killed his Martial Uncle with one sword before, but now he was repulsed by his Ancestor Master!

This kind of enjoyment is naturally unprecedented.

All the resentment he had received before, all the shame and unhappiness in his heart, seemed to be vented here, and he laughed so loudly.

After Mo Junheng was knocked into the air by the Divine Ability, he roared, forcefully activated his own mana, and forced a sword style to break the power!

In turn, he slashed towards Master Ancestor in the southwest sky!

But this Southwest Sky Ancestor Master is only slightly frowned, he cultivated to this realm, even the halo does not need to manifest enough to mobilize enough mana.

He just extended the hand, and with a single block, he easily blocked Mo Junheng's sword, but what made him frown was that the astral qi in his hand was also broken a lot. A red dot appeared on the palm.

Si Yan turned his head to look and saw that his elder disciple was covered in wounds and blood, and his injuries were also not minor.

"Balance! You step back!"

When Si Yan finished speaking, there were a few elders in the southwest sky who had already rushed to kill Mo Junheng, who was already injured!

Bai Lan and Yuling were equally shocked, but they could only wait by Si Yan's side.

Si Yan looked up and said to Bai Lan and Yuling: "It's your Senior Brothers who are going to help."

Bai Lan hesitated: "Master, then you... "

Si Yan snapped: "Did you hear me!"

Bai Lan and Yuling flew into the sky one after another, but when they joined, a few more people from the Heavenly Palace in the southwest flew up Go away, continue to suppress them and deal with them easily.

This seems to have become a game at this time, the other party doesn't care about their resistance at all, it is purely used as a capital to joke about Si Yan, because they did not swarm up and directly besiege him. Each Disciple is just one by one.

Not far away, Xiuxiu said, "Third Uncle, I just learned from Master Ancestor's mouth shape that I asked him what picture of the gods he wanted, and it seemed to be brought from the island. The..."

Third Uncle immediately complexion slightly changed: "You Island, I didn't go to You Island this time, could it be that they brought out some Supreme Treasure from You Island, The Southwest Heaven peeped, but they are really finished now, even the Ancestor Master of the Southwest Heaven has come... They can't escape!" As for the emperor on the other side, he muttered and fell into deep thought, He looked at Si Yan and said, "The woman called him Master just now..."

After pondering for a moment, Master Ancestor of Southwest Heaven stood with his hands behind his back, with his condescending and arrogant eyes. Staring at Si Yan, he ordered: "Kneel down and worship me."

He added: "After handing over the map of the gods, you will be spared your life!"

In the eyes of Ancestor Master, what about Si Yan even if it is the 2nd layer of the divine realm?

It's just rubble of turkey, paramecium dog, crossing river carp.

He can easily kill it and turn it into a corpse within a few seconds.

But just because he did not see obedience in Si Yan's eyes, Master Ancestor never saw the slightest timidity in this young man's eyes!