A few days later, the disciples who fell under his name finally entered the trajectory like others. Zhao's injuries finally improved a lot, and he could not help but speak, and could move more freely, but he still could not be too severe to avoid affecting the injuries that could be healed by sight.

She was able to speak yesterday, but except for the inquiries from Lan Di and the Holy Demon Immortal, she didn't say anything more. When she looked at the two of them, she just smiled softly. Now Japan can get out of bed and walk around. When Lan Di just customized magic for a bunch of apprentices and looked up, she was gone at some point on the bed.

The full-covered clothing she asked for on the side of the shelf was gone, and the Holy Demon Fairy was still ignorant and focused on what she was looking at. Obviously, the injury was just a little bit better, so she hid again, making people wonder what she was thinking. Perhaps the hidden darkness for so many years has made her unable to get used to being exposed to the sun for a long time.

Just as her face had obviously recovered, she still had to wear the kind of outfit that was blocking her eyes. Even though she felt that there were many words and didn't know how to find her to speak, he had to endure all the things she seemed to want to say until later.

Of course, the meaning of this later is that after the Holy Demon Immortal left. He naturally would not say it out, but what he didn't expect was that on the morning when he was hiding, he went out to teach his disciples as usual.

When I returned to the hall at sunset, the Holy Demon Immortal had left. I left a thin booklet and a farewell letter.

It said that yesterday Zhao told her that his injury was fine. He also told her that he had been worried about the problem of revising the magic of immortal swordsmanship. The booklet she left was compiled based on the swordsmanship she had often read and the notes on the table. I don’t know if it was applicable to him, but I just hope it would be helpful to the swordsmanship he wanted to establish.

I don’t want the parting scene to happen, so I parted without saying goodbye.

The man who was sitting there was already a car at noon and had said goodbye to Baizhou. He didn't know how far he had walked.

Lan Di read the letter repeatedly and counted it. After thinking about it, she burned the "Breaking Heart Sword" spell book she had finally sorted out and turned into black ashes, and threw it outside the window and flew away with the whistling strong wind.

"What are you doing!"

Zhao appeared at this time. After enduring for a while, he saw that he had dissipated even the ashes and knew that he could not restore it anymore, so he finally couldn't stand it. He asked with anger. Lan Di did not look back, waved his sleeves, creating a wind that increased the speed of blowing away the ashes, and then smiled and said, "The magic he practiced is better to understand by himself. This is not a search for enlightenment. Like my disciples, many of the routes he learned and cultivated were paths that I thought were suitable, but the world was inconsistent and difficult to grasp. How could I know whether it would be beneficial to customize for them after their future experiences change. The best ones ultimately need to be taken step by step."

After hearing what he said, Zhao stopped talking. He didn't know that what he was avoiding was the idea of ​​really following the intentions of the holy demon immortal.

"However, you can do that dangerous thing? It's not worth fighting for someone like Dong Li. Besides, if you think he must kill him, just tell me, so you won't have to fight to the death."

Unexpectedly, he fought back and said, "I do whatever I like, you don't need to worry about it."

Lan Di was speechless for a moment, but she burst out laughing again and said in a good voice, "I want to change the two-handed knife. I have finally worked hard for a while, but I want to find an opportunity to find a scene to find some opponents to try the power of actual combat. If I just want to kill him, he will take his life as soon as he leaves, how could he still chase so far."

"You have the determination."

In order to truly understand his combat capabilities, he almost lost his life. He couldn't help but look at him with admiration.

"I found that the people of the Dimo ​​Sect are very skilled in actual combat, and they have always experienced many life-and-death tests. But I didn't expect that the formation of the Black Night Sect is so powerful that it completely eliminates the possibility of concealing spells. I almost lost my life, but it's okay. If it weren't for that desperate situation, it wouldn't make people feel full of their strength to realize their potential. I was so tired that I almost couldn't hold the knife firmly..."

As he said this, he suddenly stopped talking. After a while, he hid again.

But for a moment, a miscellaneous disciple in the hall hurriedly reported that a group of disciples asked for a meeting. Emperor Lan agreed and told him to take them to the main hall, and then he went there by himself.

Thirteen people came, except for three, all of them were members of the organization speculated by the Holy Demon Immortal. They were all here to offer gifts. He couldn't help feeling a little unhappy. This had already set rules and was handled by the eldest disciple. He accidentally disturbed him, so how could he be happy?

The answer was soon found. It turned out that in order to ask him for special care, the disciple's family sent two casino shares in a developed commercial town in a certain place. This was obviously not comparable to ordinary property, so the eldest disciple brought him to see him in person.

Lan Di was under his command, and the actual financial jurisdiction was still handed over to the eldest disciple Bai. In addition, the ten people who were in contact gave them either certain urban businesses or rare magic weapons. Later, a group of people were left for a while before they all left under the leadership of the eldest disciple Bai.

After they left, Lan Di took out the account book and made a calculation, and he knew that the organization sent people here to help him when they were really involved. These donations, which seemed to be scattered and had no close relationships, just solved the economic pressure he faced, and all kinds of magic weapons were even more averted, and as a master, he could not suppress the situation in many necessary occasions.

I couldn't help but think of the young owner of Xianlai Villa back then. It seemed that these people like to choose such backgrounds as their targets, so the financial resources behind them were so huge and amazing. The businesses that the day-long helps to allocate were already paid back.

Now the pressure and difficulties in this area have been solved, but he also felt worried. There were so many disciples in a row, and soon there was no idea how many troubles he had to deal with. He seemed to have many disciples under his sect, but they were all new and were not qualified to pay for the bill. Once these things start, he will face the situation of being involved in being involved in the vortex.

The most appropriate way is to find an excuse to arrive at the Neutral City as soon as possible, and then throw away the matter of the Dimo ​​Sect and return to Tianxuan Sect to apologize. He actually always thought about this idea, but for some reason he never did this.

I don’t know if I don’t want to go back to a place where the pressure is heavily constrained, or if I really want to stay here.

When he was free to think about it, someone came to report that someone asked for a meeting. Emperor Lan didn't ask in detail, thinking that he was a disciple under his name, and he was neither happy nor bored. He just felt that this time was coming, and he was really too ignorant of the opportunity.

After waiting for a long time, I saw a few disciples coming in surrounded by one person. The man, who was taller than an ordinary person, was as thin as a firewood, but his face was as pale as a corpse. His eyes were tightly snug when they saw him, and he felt crazy joy.

He was wearing a black suit, and his cloak was almost black and dark red. He did not wear weapons around his waist, but the powerful sense of oppression naturally revealed during walking made those who were close to him tremble. To be honest, this was the first time Landi felt this imposing power, and he seemed to be able to compete with Fengxian, but he had more murderous aura.

His clothes and cloak were stained with a lot of blood, but there were no scars on his body. After stepping into the main hall, there was no need to signal that the disciples who followed him, who were originally under the name of Emperor Lan, had closed the door of the hall, and retreated outside to stay and left to take the wind away.

You don't have to think about it and guess who he is. The master of the sleeping blood.

He walked slowly and slowly. It took him ten feet a distance of more than a half hour to reach Lan Emperor. Then he slowly knelt down on one knee on the ground and said in a hoarse voice, "Brother, you have forgotten me, it's been more than a hundred years. I wonder if my brother has gone through several reincarnations before he can step into the Earth Demon Sect again."

Landi wanted to pretend to be completely unaware, but after thinking about it, it was just listening to what he had heard again, and it was not a solution after all. He simply admitted that, "I don't remember it anymore, but I heard something from someone a few days ago."

Although he was calm, he was actually a little helpless and had no idea how to face the person in front of him.

"I heard from my sister-in-law."

This made him not know whether he should deny it. It was unnecessary to think about it. In his eyes, it seemed that no matter how many times there were in reincarnation, some things would not need to be considered whether they would change. He asked back, "Listen to her, you should hate her."

He smiled with a little self-deprecating self-deprecating, "It turns out that my sister-in-law doesn't say much. Or my sister-in-law doesn't remember it either. When my brother entered the cycle of reincarnation, I was already out of life and wanted to commit suicide and go into nothingness. Unexpectedly, someone sent me a letter. It was actually left by my sister-in-law during her lifetime. She had known about the evolution of the matter later and told me a lot of things that made me realize that it was a misunderstanding that it was always thought that she had ulterior motives. If not, I would not have been waiting for my brother until now."

How could Landi resist asking?

"What did she say?"

Unexpectedly, he shook his head and said, "I can't say anything. When I remember it, I will remember it. At this moment, I will tell you that it will only cause an irreversible disaster and harm your elder brother."

"If I have to know?" Lan Di remembered the Holy Demon Fairy and tried to persevere. Unexpectedly, he shook his head calmly and refused to answer, "It's impossible to say it. In the past, I didn't believe my sister-in-law as powerful as others said, but now I'm finally convinced. She told me not to look for you before my brother remembered it, and said that your temperament must be devoid of the environment at this moment, and it's all right."

Finally, he sighed with regret and said, "Brother never played tricks on me in the past."

This made Lan Di's face feel slightly hot, and he felt that he was curious about how he was right to the person in front of him. But after hearing what he said, he couldn't help but say, "She said it well. I don't want to know what happened in my previous life, and I just want to live a good life. I didn't know how to tell you, but now I have no worries. So I have no plans to ask you for your name until now."

His expression was still regretful, his voice was still hoarse, but he seemed to have not been hit much.

"Sister-in-law is not even wrong in his words. Since that's the case, take care of me. I'll come to see you again when the time comes." He said that, and got up and left. However, he didn't know that Lan Di was churning at this moment, "Even what he could say could she calculate the word well more than a hundred years ago?" He didn't believe it, and he was even more reluctant to believe it! He couldn't help but feel angry and hostile.
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