1894: C1894 How Could Jin Lin be Chi Zhong

C1894 How Could Jin Lin be Chi Zhong

Chang Xu really came?

Without seeing it with their own eyes, Shi Jun and the others didn't really believe it. Moreover, even if that person really came, they didn't think that Mo Nan would be able to stop the three Martial Gods.

However, Mo Nan's gaze was too firm. Shi Jun took the initiative to think for a while and nodded without batting an eyelid.

"Stone Saint!" Yang exclaimed.

Shi Jun looked at him.

They were all old acquaintances. They could communicate with each other with just a few looks. Very quickly, Yang Qingfeng agreed with a sigh under Shi Jun's persuasion.

"Are you all crazy?" Only Butcher Kou was still very stubborn. Although they had been communicating with each other all along, they had never stopped. At this moment, he suddenly stopped where he was.

It was obvious that he didn't intend to run away anymore. He wanted to stay with old rascal.

"Old Chef..."

Mo Nan murmured. Although he was touched, Kou shi loved him the most. Even if he wanted to die, he would die with him. If Butcher Kou really wanted to stay, not only would he not be able to help him, he might even become a burden to him.

One should know that he was only planning to stop the three Martial Gods for a while, but in the end, he still had to flee. He was confident that he could find an opportunity to escape, but if he had more companions...

Fortunately, Shi Jun's attitude was extremely tough. Furthermore, he had enough prestige in Yang and Butcher Kou's hearts. When he asked the two of them to leave with him, Kou Chef calmed down and said nothing else.

"Let's go."

Finally, he forgot about Mo Nan. Shi Jun carried Chang Chun on his back and turned back to lead the way. He led the group towards Fengshui City.

In the blink of an eye.

In the blink of an eye, the group had already flown thousands of miles away.

Although Butcher Kou had agreed to it just now, he was still depressed. He quickly rushed up to Shi Jun and Yang Qingfeng, standing side by side. His face was no longer as respectful as before. He was especially cold.

"All of you better give me a reason."

Yang Qingfeng rolled his eyes when he saw that this guy seemed like he was talking to his enemy. He had been cultivating for decades, but he could not remain calm. He also suppressed the anger in his heart and said angrily, "You guys better give me a reason.

"What are you yelling about? You're the only one who cares about that kid, right?"

"The old Daoist is the same as you, he's his master!"

In the blink of an eye, the two of them quarreled a few times. In the end, they looked at Shi Jun at the same time as if they had discussed it. Clearly, they wanted Shi Jun to give them a suitable reason.

Shi Jun was silent. After a long while, he turned his head and looked in the direction where Mo Nan was dealing with. His eyes were somewhat blood-red, but it was not because he was angry, but because he was faintly sad. He said leisurely.

"Don't you understand? You should let go. Sooner or later, you have to let go. This kid wants to leave his master."

"Moreover, we can't teach him anything now. Why are we stopping him and continuing to mislead the disciples?"

"The first thing that the little fellow wants to do when he leaves his apprenticeship is to help us. Since he wants to help us, why don't we help him?"

Hearing this, Yang Qingfeng and Butcher Kou fell into silence.

How should they put it? They were reluctant and upset, but other than that, they were more touched. Yang Qingfeng was the first to feel his old eyes turn red. Butcher Kou was a man who had lived a life of life. He was a man who licked the blood off his knife. He turned his head away so that no one could see his face.

Including Shi Jun, the three of them were lost in their memories. That was the day they had spent with their only true disciple. Until today, this disciple was about to leave his master. Like a young eagle, he had finally changed into a pair of powerful wings.

How could the golden scales be something in a pond? Once they encountered a storm, they would transform into dragons.

They, as human teachers, naturally should let go and quietly watch.

Especially when they noticed Qing Styx and Pang Hu's indifferent attitude behind them, they understood more and more that Mo Nan had already grown to the same height as them.

If they were to worry again, it would become old rascal's limit.

...

In the air, Mo Nan looked at a figure in the distance. He quietly watched for a while. Until Chang Xu urged him. He suddenly came back to his senses. He bowed from afar.

After many years of training, he would never forget this relationship between master and disciple.

"Tsk, they did take in a good disciple."

Seeing this scene, it was rare that Chang Xu did not ridicule them. He solemnly sighed with emotion. For some reason, his tone was a little envious.

However, he was destined to be serious for no more than three seconds. Very quickly, he urged impatiently, "Stinky, stop wasting time. Quickly let go of your consciousness and give your body to this old man."

Chang Xu was a little excited. Ever since he returned to the Upper Realm, he had never experienced the feeling of having a body. Now that he finally had the chance to experience the feeling of being a living person again after three years, he could not wait anymore.

Mo Nan, on the other hand, was starting to worry at this moment.

"By the way, are you really confident that you can stop those three Martial Gods?"

"I'm not sure."

Chang Xu rolled his eyes. "Do you think I'm willing to risk my life? Why don't you chase after your masters now? I won't stop you."

old rascal wisely shut his mouth.

Shaoqing followed Chang Xu's instructions and let go of his thoughts. In an instant, he felt that his body was occupied by someone else. He seemed to be watching quietly from the perspective of a third person.

"Hahaha..."

A burst of laughter spread far and wide between the heavens and the earth.

"Mo Nan" lowered his head to look at his own body. His eyes were filled with excitement as he twisted his limbs and moved his body.

It was comfortable!

Chang Xu grew out. The dead had been sitting there for a long time. It was rare for him to be a living person. Even if it was a broken arm or broken leg, he would still be able to laugh out loud.

Not to mention, Mo Nan's body was actually built according to his wishes.

He quickly calculated the time. There might still be an hour left before the three Martial Gods caught up to him. Chang Xu didn't dare to waste even a second. He quickly started to set up the formation he was most proficient in.

"Since we are stalling for time, the illusion formation is the most effective. Although this kind of formation doesn't have any destructive power, as long as we don't make any mistakes, it won't be a problem to stop them for a few days..."

He explained to Mo Nan who was in his body. old rascal didn't know much about formations, so he could only vaguely agree.

To Chang Xu, setting up formations was already a convenient task, so there was no need for him to put in any effort. As he landed, he took out the long blade from the Storage Spiritual Treasure and drew a formation on the ground. At the same time, he chatted with Mo Nan.

Coincidentally, ever since Mo Nan came to the Upper Realm, he had become more and more confused about him.

Chang Xu was the first to speak. I know what you're worried about. Don't worry for now. When it's time for you to break through to the Martial Saint realm, I'll find a way to help you break through."

This was what Mo Nan cared about the most. Now that he had finally gotten the answer from Chang Xu, he let out a long sigh.

Then, he asked,

"Damn old man, do you have a word of truth in your mouth? I thought it was strange back then. No one named Chang Xu. " Tell me honestly, who exactly are you? "1

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