"Gunan is too far away. If you encounter any danger, you won't have anyone to take care of you."
"In this case, you wait until I finish participating in the alchemy competition, and I will go with you."
Zhang Xiaozu was worried about letting Bai Hu go to Gunan alone.
Bai Hu shook his head and refused: "You don't have time to accompany me to Gunan. You should seize the time to find the lost people. Zhongyue is so big, it is not easy to find a few people."
Zhou Jianlai, Du Keyi and Miss Dong all landed in Zhongyue after teleportation. This made them subconsciously think that Niu Dawa and others also landed in Zhongyue, but they did not know that Niu Dawa and others were scattered all over Tianwaitian.
Zhang Xiaozu was silent when he heard this, because what Bai Hu said was indeed a top priority.
This time he went to participate in the alchemy competition, and he was bound to win first place. Winning the Taiyin Sun Flame was second, and his main purpose became fame.
He desperately wants to be famous, preferably in Zhongyue, and become a household name.
In this way, Niu Dawa will definitely come to him after hearing his name, which is much better than him looking for them like a needle in a haystack.
Bai Hu continued: "With my current combat power, even the Yang Saint Realm can easily defeat me, so you don't have to worry about me at all.
In addition, if you are all here before I come back, you don't have to wait for me. You can go back to Jiuzhou first.
Okay, that’s it. "
It's obvious that it has already thought about it, and its words are decisive.
Zhang Xiaozhu suddenly felt that Baihu was like a grown-up child who was about to leave his parent to go out on his own and start his own life. While he felt relieved, he also felt uneasy worry and reluctance to leave, as well as a kind of The sadness of loss.
Seeing that Bai Hu had made up his mind to leave, he couldn't forcefully stop him, so he smiled at Bai Hu and said, "Since you have thought it through, I respect your decision. Go back as soon as possible and pay attention to safety."
"I will." Bai Hu nodded.
Zhang Xiaozu opened the void space, took out some pills, Sheng Yuan Pill, Saint King Pill and Saint Emperor Pill, and gave some to Bai Hu.
He blessed some jade pieces and gave them to Bai Hu, telling him to sell them when he was short of money.
Finally, he gave Bai Hu some of the strange ammunition refined during this period.
It's like an old father and mother preparing a gift for a child who is about to travel far away from home. They want to bring everything at home to the child, whether it can be used or not.
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However, he desperately wanted to return to Liujia Village and Zhang Tianci, because he suddenly realized that if he could not be by his side when the child was young, then he would have to wait for the child When I grow up, I want to accompany my children, but my children no longer need them.
He is like this himself, and his attachment and attachment to his father and mother are much lighter than those of children from normal families.
It's not that he doesn't love his parents. This is caused by his living environment without his parents since he was a child, and there is no way to change it.
However, time did not slow down because of Zhang Xiaozu's eagerness to return home.
When he and Ye Mingyue entered the Taiwang Mountain barrier, it was October of the previous year. When they came out, it was already the September of the next year. Now they have been in seclusion in the mountains for more than three months. In the blink of an eye, it is the twelfth lunar month of the year again.
Zhang Xiaozu counted with his fingers and couldn't help being shocked. Unknowingly, he had been in Tianwaitian for more than four years, nearly five years.
Zhang Tianci was only one year and eight months old when he left, but now he is six years and three months old.
Thinking that I don't know when I can go back, I can only sigh helplessly.
The weapon refining and alchemy competition held by Linlang Pavilion will be held in Liujiabao on the third day of March next year. It is still more than three months away, so there is still plenty of time.
Zhang Xiaozu and the other four rushed to Tiejizhai at the end of the year after a long journey, and spent the New Year together with Su Zheng and six others.
After not seeing each other for more than two years, Su Zheng and the other six people have all made great progress in their cultivation.
These two years have been the most peaceful years they have lived in Tianwai Tianhou.
This year has been very lively.
Because Jiang Huailong and Li Qiaoyan had already established a partnership, they were just waiting for Zhang Xiaozu to host their wedding.
The two of them looked forward to the stars and the moon and finally waited for Zhang Xiaopou. Hearing that Zhang Xiaopou said he would leave soon, they didn't choose any other day, so they directly chose the first day of the lunar new year, and they got a surprise.
The joy diluted their homesickness and made this year more cheerful.
After staying in Tieqizhai until the third year of junior high school, Zhang Xiaozu set off alone to the south, found a prosperous big city thousands of miles away, and disposed of some of Liu Wuzhi and Long Siqing's things hidden in the mustard seeds. The Wind Flash Dagger is one of them.
Zhang Xiaopou is wary of all the non-consumable items he robbed, so he will store them all in Xumi Mustard Seeds, because he feels that Xumi Mustard Seeds are more insulating than his void space.
Next, he was going to Liujiabao to participate in the alchemy competition. Liu Wuzhi did not dare to expose anything in front of the Liu family. Instead of leaving it in Xumi Mustard Seeds to take up space, it was better to change some medicinal materials and elixirs.
"Damn it!"
"I am so angry!"
Liu Chunlei, who followed the fleeting feeling from Zema Forest to the Jingnan Mountains in the north, suddenly felt that the Wind Flash Dagger appeared in the south, and he was so angry that his eyes almost popped open.
But holding the demonic beast's essence and blood, he felt that the induction to the wind flash dagger continued to disappear. He couldn't help but turn from anger to joy, and immediately set off to fly in the direction of the induction.
…
On the tenth day of the lunar month, Zhang Xiaozu returned to Tieqi Village, leaving enough cultivation elixirs for Su Zheng and the other six, and then the four of them left Tieqi Village and flew towards Duoluo City.
Zhang Xiaozu was not looking for revenge on Brand, but was thinking about the small dragon vein east of Doluo City.
His jade pendant is still sitting in the auction house in Duoluo City, and it always charges some interest.
It happened that Zhou Jianlai's Wanjian Box was missing a dragon vein.
If Brand doesn't agree, it's time to settle old scores together.
…
Feng Sijun sat alone on the railing, drenched in the cold moonlight, drinking and mourning alone.
Four months have passed since Long Siqing's soul lamp was extinguished, but she still cannot accept the fact that Long Siqing is dead. She hides in the pavilion on the top of the cliff to drink and paint every day.
She drank the strong wine in the glass in one gulp, raised her right hand, and pointed the brush in her hand towards the easel in front of her right, but she stared blankly at the blank drawing paper for a long time without writing.
There were many pieces of drawing paper thrown on the ground next to her. They were all drawn by her in the past few days. Most of them were just drawn.
Half of them, some of which only had one stroke of paint, were pulled off the easel and thrown away.
She hasn't drawn a satisfactory painting for six or seven days.
What she painted was not a landscape, nor birds, insects, or beasts, but a sketch of a person.
As far as her painting skills are concerned, drawing a sketch is the easiest thing.
It was simple but she couldn't draw it because the face of the person she wanted to draw became increasingly blurry in her mind.
She gradually couldn't remember Long Siqing's face.
The more I try to carve him into my mind, the more blurry and unclear I become.
"ah!"
Feng Sijun suddenly roared, threw the brush in his hand off the cliff, and smashed the easel with one palm.
This was the first time in her life that she hated painting so much.
"Feng'er..."
Suddenly, a soft call sounded in the sky behind Feng Sijun.
Feng Sijun's body suddenly trembled when he heard the sound, his drunken face showed a look of ecstasy, and he turned around suddenly to look at the place where the sound came from.
