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Chapter 21 Three Years Later

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    Obviously Mingjing actually had a headache, and the black faces asked them to sing, and they didn't know what kind of scolding they would receive when they saw the little junior brother.

    "Where's Haoyi?" He obviously covered his nose and asked a tattered king.  There's no way, the smell of these people is so strong that it's even more unacceptable than the smell of ancient corpses.

    "Oh, here it is." The Tattered King pointed to the crowd.

    A tall and thin young man came out from the crowd. His face was covered with mud, he was wearing a tattered snakeskin bag, and his hair was messed up. If you saw him on the street, he would definitely take him for a beggar.  , no matter what, he will not be connected with that white and clean young lady.

    "You are Hao Yi?" He obviously stroked his gray beard and asked in disbelief.

    The young man nodded.

    "Hey, little brother, you have suffered, come back to the main peak with me, the master has been thinking about you every day since you were not here." Mingjing said.

    "Okay." The young man nodded again.

    Obviously Mingjing was very surprised. They were already prepared to be scolded, but Haoyi didn't mean to scold them at all.  When they came, Xuankong had already told them that if Haoyi insisted on leaving, he would definitely keep him, but now it seems that he was just being self-indulgent.

    Obviously Mingjing looked at Haoyi worriedly, could it be that the character of the little junior has been distorted in the past three years?

    The last stop after three years is to join the team of the Bad King to purify the environment of Shushan. This is also a dirty and tiring job. After all, the domestic garbage produced by a team of hundreds of thousands of apprentices in a day can be imagined.  In the past three years, Haoyi, who lives in this environment every day, has undergone tremendous changes, completely disappearing from the shadow of the former little Zhengtai.

    Shushan is still the same Shushan three years ago, but Haoyi is no longer the same Haoyi three years ago.

    Hao Yi said lightly: "Should I call you Daoist Master or Senior Brother?"

    Mingming Mingjing hurriedly said: "Of course it's the senior brother, hurry up and follow us to see the master."

    Haoyi and Mingmingjing left the garbage dump. Although Haoyi's body smelled terrible, Mingmingjing didn't dare to cover his nose. They felt guilty in their hearts, and felt that they were really sorry for their junior.

    Turning around a few mountain ridges, Mingjing and Haoyi entered the main peak from the back mountain gate. Haoyi walked on the fairyland-like Shushan Mountain, which seemed out of place. Passers-by on the road pointed and whispered to him.

    If it was Hao Yi three years ago, he would definitely be at a loss and feel uncomfortable all over.  But now Haoyi doesn't care. After so much, he will take it lightly. Haoyi knows what they are talking about.

    "Junior brother, you go take a shower first, change your clothes, and I will lead you to see the master later." Obviously said.

    Haoyi nodded, and obviously led him to the bathroom. Mingjing still had something to do, so he left first.  Celestial masters hold their own status, and usually don't come forward easily, and the second-generation disciples who are really in charge are obviously Mingjing, but to the outside world, they are also ancestor-level figures.

    In just a few minutes, Hao Yi finished washing up. Compared with the time before leaving three years ago, it was a world of difference.

    When Hao Yi came out of the shower, he was obviously stunned. He saw a handsome young man in black standing in front of him. This young man was 1.8 meters tall and his skin was slightly dark (*** coolie was exposed to the sun)  , his childish face reveals his calmness and fortitude, but his whole body exudes an aura of indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away,

    "Done the wash? So soon?" He obviously came back to his senses.

    "Yes." Haoyi nodded.

    "Okay, then I will take you to see the master." He obviously led Haoyi into a courtyard, which is Xuankong's residence.

    "Go in." Obviously pointing to the main room in the small courtyard, he said to Hao Yi, and then he backed out consciously.

    Haoyi walked into the house and saw Xuan Kong who had been away for three years. In the past three years, he went from resentment at the beginning, to fantasies later, and finally to giving up.  Hehe, I obviously thought that I was no longer in pain, but when I saw the master I had been away for a long time, tears of grievance still rolled down my cheeks.  He hated why the master had to be so ruthless, he even forgot how he survived these three years.

    Xuankong is still the same, his cultivation base has reached his level and he has lived for thousands of years. Three years is really not too long, but it seems like a century has passed for him. News about Haoyi is reported every day.  Listening to Haoyi's suffering, Xuankong's heart is also in pain. It is said that master and apprentice are like father and son. In his later years, Xuankong has poured all his heart and blood into Haoyi's body. How can he not feel pain!

    Xuankong stretched out his hand tremblingly, wanting to touch Haoyi's cheek, Haoyi moved asideDodging away, with tears on his face, he cried and said, "In the past three years, have you ever regarded me as your disciple?"

    Xuankong burst into tears: "I don't want you to suffer, but I have to be cruel. In order to prevent you from suffering in the future, how can I not be cruel as a teacher!" Even if he has lived for thousands of years, he treats anyone  Things can be calm, but it still hurts at this time.

    "Master!" Hao Yi threw himself into Xuan Kong's arms and burst into tears.

    After crying for a long time, Xuankong led Haoyi to sit down. Haoyi told about the suffering he had suffered in the past three years, and wiped his tears while talking.

    The master and the apprentice sighed for a long time, Xuankong asked: "Hao Yi, do you still want to learn cultivation?"

    "Of course." Hao Yi said firmly, "Three years of suffering cannot be wasted."

    "If you go home now, you will live a life without worrying about food and clothing; if you want to practice truth, you will suffer a lot. You, you have to think about it."

    Haoyi replied without thinking: "I still want to cultivate." In the past three years, in order to finish his work before dinner, Haoyi has long developed a decisive character.

    Xuankong nodded, and took out a thick ancient book from the Qiankun bag and handed it to Haoyi: "Go back tonight to learn more, and come see me tomorrow."

    Hao Yi took the book, only to see a few traditional characters written on the cover of the book: Keys to Cultivation.  He said goodbye to Xuankong and left the courtyard.

    Obviously waiting in front of the small courtyard, seeing Hao Yi walking out with a book, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

    "Junior brother, let me lead you to your residence. Hey, don't look at me with that kind of eyes, it's not the kind of house from last time."

    Obviously led Haoyi to a side hall, pointed with his hand: "This is it."

    Hao Yi thanked him and walked into this side hall.  Although it is a temple, it is actually a house, but the roof is made of glazed tiles.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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