Zhu Zhengyi, one of the three powerful people in Huaxia Department Store, was actually Luo Feng's eldest brother. This made Li Qingshan feel more and more the importance of the backstage, and couldn't help but sigh that Luo Feng was really lucky.
The meeting ended, and the result was that Luo Feng followed the old madman to mend the Qi Sea first, and then Zhu Zhengyi took over the bloodline affairs.
The master and apprentice walked on the deserted street, one behind the other.
Luo Feng looked at his master's rickety and thin back, and realized at this moment that his master seemed to be much older these days.
"Master," Luo Feng followed up with a smile and held the old madman's hand.
The old lunatic threw Luo Feng away in disgust, "How can a big old man behave like a sissy?"
Luo Feng smiled and took the old madman's arm again, but this time the old madman did not hide, but walked away on his own.
"Master, how can I repay the debt of Longhu Mountain?" Luo Feng asked.
"Just do what you should do and don't let me and the Heavenly Master down."
"Oh," Luo Feng smiled.
"why are you laughing?"
"Master, it's great to have you, but without my master, I feel a little depressed." Luo Feng felt sad again.
The old madman walked a few steps and stopped, sighing, "You brat, life or death is determined by fate. Everything is determined. You are already quite old now. You are almost nineteen years old. There is still a long way to go. I can't do it." I’ve always been with you, do you understand?”
Luo Feng is too easy to be emotional. Once the people around him are hurt, his IQ is basically zero. He can't be said to be bad, but he can't be said to be good. As a master, he just hopes that his disciples can be safe and happy.
"Master, you are only over sixty years old. Aren't you in the Nine Nether Realm able to live for a long time? Master can definitely live to be a hundred, a thousand or ten thousand years old, longer than the tortoise," Luo Feng said with a smile.
"Are you saying I'm a bastard?" The old madman raised his hand to hit him.
Luo Feng laughed loudly, let go of the old madman's arm and ran forward.
Looking at Luo Feng's back, a trace of relief appeared on the old madman's serious face, as well as fatigue, loneliness, and too much.
"You brat, I'm afraid I won't be able to stay with you for that long. I used to think that living was meaningless, until I met you senior sisters and brothers. Now I seem to think that living is okay, and I have hope in my heart."
"I want to see you get married and have children, and be happy, but, in these short sixty years, I am already exhausted. The new era has no place to carry the remaining half of my soul. I still can't. Knowing how long this body can stay with you, you brothers and sisters must learn to help each other in the future, and go on strong and bravely."
Life is never smooth sailing, regret is the status quo. The old madman looked at the sky, as if he saw his old friend, the bull nose wearing a purple and gold piping robe.
"Master, go home!" On the horizon, the wind started to blow, and several disciples drove to pick him up.
Among the crowd, the old madman also saw his fourth disciple Yao Ziyue, slightly absent-minded.
Yao Ziyue bowed deeply to the old madman, "Master, long time no see."
The old madman was relieved, "Long time no see, fourth girl."
... ...
The death of the old master is sad for the martial arts world, but it also taught young people through words and deeds what it means to be a true warrior.
Some are dead, but he lives forever, and his faith is in everyone's heart, illuminating the endless unknown road.
The next day, the whole city held a memorial service jointly held by the Huaxia Military Headquarters and Department Store. Starting from the west of the city, the motorcade drove slowly to the east of the city, and even more people from all over the country came to escort him.
Luo Feng followed behind Xingtong wearing clothes and mourning. On this day, Xingtong seemed to have lost his soul and had been guarding the mourning hall of the old heavenly master. Luo Feng also accompanied Xingtong and guarded him.
On the seventh day, the ashes of the old Heavenly Master, accompanied by the disciples of Longhu Mountain, left the imperial capital far away.
In order to express condolences for Lao Tianshi's death in the line of duty, a huge stone sculpture of Lao Tianshi was built in the center of the imperial capital. A few days later, the Chinese Military Headquarters and the management of Department Store discussed the plan to dissolve the department store and re-create a new one based on Lao Tianshi's martial arts philosophy. The core "Tianshi Mansion" was unanimously approved.
During this period of time, Luo Feng was not idle, because the damage to the Qi Sea did not allow for any carelessness. The old madman was proficient in medical methods, and Luo Feng basically soaked in potions every day.
Everything seemed to be getting better, the once ruined imperial capital was being re-established, and the warriors of the Tianshi Mansion did not dare to slack off and practiced hard.
A month later, Luo Feng's Qi Sea was basically completely healed. Although his cultivation level still dropped to the early stage of the Ghost Qi realm, the old madman said that now that Luo Feng had the extradition of cultivation level from the old Heavenly Master, his cultivation level would soon catch up, and even Reaching the top of the dragon is also a small matter.
However, Luo Feng still needs more time if he wants to fully understand the 190-year-old cultivation of the old Celestial Master and the efforts of the old Celestial Masters of all generations.
Luo Feng is not in a hurry. He believes that one day he will fully accept everything about Master Tian and become the ideal version of himself.
In the evening, the old madman seemed very worried and called his six apprentices in the imperial capital to him. He wanted to announce something important.
"Master, what do you want to tell us?" Bai Shuangfeng came back from the Chinese Military Headquarters specifically for this matter.
The old madman looked at Luo Feng and said calmly, "This kid's bloodline is damaged and he needs unconventional means to practice for a long time. He will follow Zhu Zhengyi and leave the imperial capital tonight."
"Instructor Zhu?" Bai Shuangfeng knew Zhu Zhengyi, who was also Bai Shuangfeng's instructor.
It can be said that Zhu Zhengyi is a mythical existence in the Chinese military. Bai Shuangfeng is very relieved when Luo Feng is entrusted to Zhu Zhengyi, but...
"Master, Xiaofeng has to leave, why can't the Emperor do it?" Gu Xuenian held Luo Feng's hand and reluctantly left.
The old madman said seriously, "You girls should be able to see that this brat is not simple. He has a bloodline that ordinary people can't imagine. Moreover, we owe the Heavenly Master a huge favor. Now this brat represents the hope of Longhu Mountain." .”
"We are all laymen when it comes to bloodline development, except Zhu Zhengyi, who is better than me in this field. Perhaps this is the best way to leave Luo Feng to him, do you understand?"
The five senior sisters were silent.
Luo Feng smiled and said, "Sisters, it's okay. It's not a separation of life and death. We will meet again when I finish my practice."
"Xiao Feng, after you leave the imperial capital, you must not forget the Seventh Senior Sister. Remember to be careful about the women outside, especially the beautiful ones. The more beautiful the women, the worse they are," Gu Xuenian was about to cry, and said with tears in her beautiful eyes. .
Seeing that the atmosphere was very heavy, Bai Shuangfeng joked, "Xiaofeng, remember, we are your family and your senior sisters. We are the only ones who can help you in the end. You can't be confused by the colorful world outside and still... Although Instructor Zhu has real talent and knowledge, that guy is not a serious person, don’t let him lead you astray.”
Luo Feng was surrounded by several senior sisters, each of whom gave endless instructions, making Luo Feng suspect that he was a child who had not yet grown up.
"Well, I'm here, old crazy senior. When are you leaving?" Zhu Zhengyi was still dressed slovenly, like a homeless man, with a playful smile on his face and he was embarrassed to rub his hands at the door.
The old madman knocked on the table, "Okay, let him go."
Luo Feng bowed heavily to his master and senior sisters, "Thank you to master and senior sisters for taking care of me all these years. Please wait for me to come back."
"Get out of here," the old madman waved his hand impatiently.
Luo Feng chuckled and stepped out. After walking, he looked back at the senior sisters at the door who were reluctantly watching him wave goodbye.
The old madman just sat on the stool, like an old father who was not good at talking.
"Master, I don't know how long it will take for me to come back after leaving. Don't you want to tell me something?"
"No, get out."
"Okay," Luo Feng chuckled and followed Zhu Zhengyi out of the gate of Bai's house. After getting into the car, he suddenly saw the old madman following him out, but he hesitated to speak.
It wasn't until Luo Feng left and the car disappeared on the horizon that the old madman murmured in a low voice, "You brat, remember to eat on time every day, and put on some clothes when the weather gets cold. I'll be waiting for you to come back."
