On the evening of that day, after Song Chuqun and Zhou Shaowu took their fellow disciples to rest, Han Yiming and Yuanhui rested in a village shop several miles away.

After Yuanhui fell asleep, Han Yiming couldn't sleep. He wanted to find out how Song Chuqun knew the direction. They knew something that he didn't even know, which made Han Yiming curious.

Thinking that in the middle of the night, he couldn't sleep anymore, he got up and came out and knocked on Yuanhui's door.

Yuanhui had no answer, so Han Yiming pushed the door and entered the house.

Yuanhui was sleeping well on the bed, and his Tengjiao sword was pillowing under the pillow. Han Yiming called him, and saw that he couldn't wake up, so he made a barrier to cover him, walked out of the inn, and headed towards where Song Chuqun and Zhou Shaowu were.

Zhou Shaowu brought his fellow disciples to follow Song Chuqun from afar. Shortly after Han Yiming walked out of the village, he saw that there was a faint spiritual power flashing where they were, so he quietly sneaked into it.

He was extremely careful, and he became more and more careful when he got closer. He looked around and saw a slight character on the ground, which was a defense set by his disciples under Chen Rufeng's sect. He gently avoided the talisman and walked closer.

Most of Chen Rufeng's disciples had fallen asleep, some had slept on the ground, and some had fallen asleep against rocks and trees, but they all held their own magic weapons. Only Zhou Shaowu was sitting on the high place, and he looked at one place without moving.

Han Yiming had already formed a barrier, but he had not approached, so he stopped and stood up to look at Zhou Shaowu.

Zhou Shaowu lowered his head slightly, and he sat cross-legged with a wooden stick on his knee.

The wooden stick is not fine, and you can even see the wood grain, but there is a layer of crystal patina on the surface, which shows that Zhou Shaowu is always doing it.

Han Yiming had never had any contact with this person before, but he no longer approached him, just looked at him quietly.

Zhou Shaowu moved for a while. He raised his head and felt sad. He gently stroked the wooden stick on his knees and whispered: "Master, please give me the way. I must avenge my master this great revenge."

Han Yiming looked at him and felt emotion. He remembered that he was also so helpless and angry when Lingshan was destroyed that day.

Suddenly someone whispered: "Senior Brother Zhou, are you still not resting?"

Han Yiming looked at the sound, and saw a disciple standing up and walking towards Zhou Shaowu.

This disciple seemed to be as old as Zhou Shaowu. He sat down two feet away from Zhou Shaowu and said, "Senior Brother Zhou, I can't sleep either. As long as I think I'm about to avenge my master, I can't calm down."

Zhou Shaowu sighed: "You and I are usually orphans. They were raised by the master and taught and passed on merits. In our hearts, the master is not just a master, but also like parents. We all hope to avenge our master with our own hands."

The disciple said, "Senior Brother Zhou, if you know the situation of the great revenge, just say to me. Let me go first. If I am harmed by him, it will not be too late for my senior brother to take action."

Zhou Shaowu said: "Are you going to seek death? Master has died at the hands of this man, so how could your cultivation be his opponent? Even if we all add up, we may not be his opponent. You must be extremely careful to survive when you meet him. If you go to the hostilities alone, wouldn't you go to die?"

The disciple said, "Senior brother, someone always needs to take action first. I naturally know that my cultivation is not his opponent. But when I think that Master is harmed by him, the anger in my heart is hard to suppress. Master has never been unfavorable to him. He often talks to us about him before, saying that he is straight and simple-minded. But this person with straight and simple-minded kills Master, how can I not hate him?"

Zhou Shaowu said: "We are all the same. If it is a legend of others, I still have suspicion, but my three senior brothers and I saw with their own eyes that the master's spirit flame burned on his hands, which is not unfair to him. This great revenge must be avenged. Can I still be considered a disciple of my master if I don't avenge this?"

The disciple said, "What my senior brother said is very much. It's a pity that I didn't see that boy that day. If I saw him, I would never let him go. Even if my senior brothers blame me and punish me later, I would admit it. Even if I send me to his sending torture the disciples, I would not regret it even if I let me die in front of them."

Zhou Shaowu sighed: "I was also worried that day and endured it and didn't take action. If I had known today, I would have taken action to end him directly. At that time, his cultivation was not the same as now. I tried my best to seriously hurt him. If I seriously injured him, my senior brothers would definitely not let him leave alive. Now I heard that his cultivation has improved greatly. If he wants to succeed in one blow, it is afraid that it will be as difficult as heaven. Alas."

The disciple said, "At that time, did you worry that he brought his fellow disciples to you? I don't know how good his fellow practitioners are. I have only seen one of his disciples. I heard that the disciple has now been transferred to Chenxi Mountain Gate, but I don't think he has much cultivation. If the elder brothers take action, I will never let his disciples leave."

Zhou Shaowu shook his head: "His brother and his disciple are just like his and he has no cultivation. If you really want to start a fight, these two people are his weakness. If you hold them, he will definitely be cautious. If we start a fight, we will gain the upper hand."

He shook his head again when he said this, and sighed: "What a pity. I hesitated that day, and my senior brothers couldn't make up their minds, so that this great opportunity would just go away."

When Han Yiming heard this, he was moved by his teacher's friendship first, and then looked at him carefully.

Zhou Shaowu described his hardcover and his eyes were cold, which shows that his cultivation is not low. Although Han Yiming did not underestimate him, he did not care about his cultivation.

What will happen if Chen Rufeng’s disciples really take action on that day?

Senior Brother Shen may suffer a loss, but he will never be harmed by them in front of him. It is hard to say that Qing Zhubiao, but if they are not their opponents, Qing Zhubiao will not have any worries about his life. It is just that it will take some trouble to grab him back.

Even though Qing Zhubiao's cultivation is low, he still has no roots and bones as a disciple of Lingshan, he is actually a disciple he has taken, and he will never be tortured by Chen Rufeng's disciples.

Zhou Shaowu said: "My three senior brothers and I are extremely regretful. I clearly saw the traces of burning his master's spirit flame on his arm, but I still didn't kill him to the local area immediately. So there are so few opportunities to take revenge later."

The disciple who was talking to him wanted to speak but stopped. Zhou Shaowu glanced at him and said, "Junior brother, what do you have to say?"

The disciple said, "Senior brother, I, I..."

Zhou Shaowu said: "Junior Brother Tian, ​​you have always been so happy, why did your mother-in-law get up today? If you have something to say, don't linger!"

The disciple said, "No, nothing." He was insincere and was not speaking smoothly.

Zhou Shaowu said: "Junior Brother Tian, ​​just say it clearly. What do you mean? Could it be that you can't believe me?"
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