"Master, the retreat is over, I can go out."

Wu Yun was helpless and finally passed the time of retreat. He didn't need to practice. This was not his own body. After practicing, it was not his own. Why bother working hard?

Unfortunately, there is nothing to do.

Master came in and accompanied him and watched him practice.

Under those bright eyes.

He was powerless to turn the world back and could not hide.

I can only practice with a tough needle.

"It's time to leave the customs?"

In order to make his disciple like to practice and go into seclusion, Zhao Dazheng stayed with him in seclusion when he was fine. He often saw his disciples tired of practicing.

They will get good wine and delicacies and have a good meal with their beloved sea.

Wu Yun likes this atmosphere too.

Carefree.

In addition to being forced to practice.

Everything else is very good.

By the way.

He lurked in the holy land for several years, basically practicing, and did not even pass on any useful information back. To be honest, he was a little shameless to face the Witch God clan.

no way.

Being stared too tightly.

At this moment, he looked at his master expectantly.

I hope Master can understand.

Let him go.

No matter what, I should have let me go out for a walk.

"Disciple, is the air outside fresh?" Zhao Dazheng looked at the disciple and spoke slowly.

Wu Yun was shocked.

A little confused.

I don’t understand what the Master asked meant, but he understood very clearly that seemingly ordinary inquiries definitely contain dangers.

Oh my God.

He was crying in his heart that he had been with Master for a long time and knew that Master was an honest person. If he actually asked such a question, it was definitely not the Master's original intention. Lin Fan's appearance appeared in his mind, and it was definitely this guy who did it.

It must be him whispering in the ear of the master.

Otherwise, Master will definitely not be able to have such a situation.

Facing Master’s inquiries.

What can he say?

I can only hesitate...

"Fresh."

The truth he told.

The air outside must be fresh. If it is not fresh, can I think about going out?

There are still many important things to do.

Unfortunately, I couldn't do anything I was suppressed in seclusion.

This is so angry.

Wait quietly.

He didn't know what the master wanted to say to him.

I just hope that Master can show great compassion for his hard practice, let him go out for a walk and provide some information to the Witch God clan, otherwise I would really have no sense of existence.

It is also easy for the guys of the Witch God clan to think that he has been paddling.

Click!

Zhao Dazheng put his shoulder on his shoulder and said affectionately: "Disciple, it's not fresh. The air outside is not as fresh as you think. You know, the fresh air you think is false, that is the fresh air that only the strong are qualified to breathe."

"During your retreat, your Senior Brother Lin did a huge upside down."

"I went to the north alone to fight against the powerful demons. Not only did I not die, but I also suffered a great loss. Some time ago, the leader of the demon tribes went to the holy land to negotiate with you Senior Brother Lin to admit defeat. You did not see the scene at that time. If you saw it, you would be shocked by it."

Zhao Dazheng said earnestly.

He hopes his disciples can understand.

Wu Yun opened his mouth slightly.

Showing a look of shock.

He was indeed shocked.

But these are no longer the point. What does the master mean when he talks about these things and what do he thinks of expressing?

You might as well say it all.

"Master, what do you mean?" Wu Yun felt a bad premonition.

Anyway, I feel like nothing good happened.

Zhao Dazheng sighed: "Disciple, your progress is obvious to all. I am pleased with your progress as a teacher, but you cannot be proud. There are people outside of others, and there is a heaven outside of heaven. Your senior brother went into seclusion when he came back, and he has not come out of seclusion until now. You said you went into seclusion and saw your senior brother's closed door, can you have the intention to play?"

Listen to what Master said.

Wu Yun really wants to tell his master.

Don’t worry, no matter how great his progress is, I am willing to play with it. It is absolutely not as you think, and I will feel ashamed.

"Master, this..." Wu Yun didn't know how to answer what Master said.

This made him feel so embarrassed.

Zhao Dazheng said earnestly: "Disciple, stop this. My teacher has already thought about it very clearly. You should practice well. Don't think about anything else. Keep in seclusion. My teacher believes in you."

He felt a hopeful look fall on him.

Wu Yun has a lot to say.

But when looking at each other with such a look.

He lowered his proud head.

All I want to say in my heart...

Lin Fan, I am your father.

If it weren't for Lin Fan, his amiable master, how could he have such an idea? How could he keep his eyes on him all the time?

This is clearly the reason for Lin Fan.

Depend on!

I just want to collect some news in the Holy Land.

Is it necessary to be so difficult?

"Master, I understand." Wu Yun's mouth showed a bitter expression.

I feel very depressed.

no way.

What else can he do?

reject?

If he refused, Zhao Dazheng would definitely think of a way to sleep and subdue himself. There would definitely be magical sounds in his ears, and he would talk endlessly.

To avoid this happening.

Wu Yun didn't say a word, shook his head, and acted as if he had been given a sleeping dress by his master.

Zhao Dazheng was very pleased and satisfied.

"I am worthy of being my good disciple. I will accompany you in seclusion. If you encounter any problems, I will be here, so you can rest assured."

What else can Wu Yun say?

I scolded Lin Fan countless times in my heart.

A few days later.

Wu Yun, who was in seclusion, sighed helplessly when he saw his master going out, and felt helpless. Suddenly, his heart moved, and someone from the Witch God clan used his body to send a message.
To be continued...