Nine worlds

The next morning, Dimeng got up early and got dressed, only to see someone left a few words with magic on the table,

Now that the child is back, he doesn't come to see me, the old man.

Thinking of the old man who often carried a wooden stick on his back, Di Meng's expression became a little dazed: Yes!I haven't visited my teacher for a long time; after taking care of myself, Dimeng left the wooden building and walked towards the remote path that I have walked countless times!

Why don't you plan to come in and see me, old man?The sudden familiar voice from the room made Dimeng, who was standing outside the courtyard, feel sad for a while. It turned out that the teacher was still the same teacher and it was just him! !

Walking into the small courtyard and pushing open the wooden door; Dimeng saw Teacher Nanhu, who taught him swordsmanship, fiddled with something there, and he was also the first person who could bring him warmth besides his father when he was admitted and allowed to enter the temple to learn . .

The teacher and Dimeng fell to their knees on the ground!The grievances in my heart were all in the tears that slanted down my eyes. .

Get up quickly, you child, Nan Hu dropped the things in his hands and hurriedly helped Dimeng up on the ground, don't cry!If there is any grievance, tell the teacher, Nan Hu pulled Dimeng up from the ground and let him sit on the wooden chair beside him!

Only in front of Nan Hu, Di Meng will show his real and weak self!

Why! !It's really embarrassing for you, child, I also know about your affairs!As he spoke, he lightly touched the holy pattern between Dimeng's eyebrows: It really is the lowest-level holy pattern, who on earth used such means on you?The teacher once went to Tiansheng Mountain to investigate, but there was nothing else except the little blood. Can Dimeng tell the teacher what happened at that time?Judging from the holy pattern you have shown now, that person should not be your opponent. This is the thing that confuses me the most. Isn't the other person alone? ?

Dimeng, who stopped sobbing, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and then slowly told the story of meeting Wang Ling! ! !

What, that person suddenly appeared out of nowhere and there was no movement at all?What is the invisible pressure that traps you?Could it be the magister of the space department,, this is impossible!Not to mention that in the Tianhong Empire or in the entire Tianxing Continent, there is only one holy magician in the space department, and that adult can't possibly attack you as a student. There must be something wrong: Nanhu frowned and thought about this person What is it about.

Oh, look, I almost forgot the important things just thinking about things!As he said that, he hurriedly took the jar that was thrown aside just now into his hand again, and when he opened the lid, a disgusting smell filled the air.

Dimeng, who had calmed down a lot, was overwhelmed by the smell and hurriedly covered his nose and asked curiously: What's in the teacher's jar?Why is it so bad. .

what do you know little boyThis is a good thing!After speaking, he put his finger into the small jar, dunked a little paste-like mucus from the bottom of the jar, and wiped it on the holy pattern on Dimeng's forehead. .

Dimeng dodged such a disgusting and unpleasant thing reflexively: Teacher, what is this?How disgusting! ! !

You come over to me to be disgusting, what a disgusting thing!You have to know how many people begged me at the beginning, but I didn't give any; this thing is called Jingling ointment, but it can purify the impurities contained in the holy spirit and holy devil energy that the body has absorbed over the years, and it can also give the holy pattern a chance to improve by one level Level, if there is only so little left, I will let you take a medicinal bath directly!

After hearing Nanhu's explanation, although he was still a little reluctant, after all, his current holy pattern would not be of much use even if he raised a level, but Dimeng knew that it was him, an old man like a grandfather, who sincerely wanted to help Own!Recalling that every night in this yard with the teacher practicing various sword skills and gathering the various tricks of the holy spirit, Dimeng is deeply grateful. If there is no teacher's teaching back then, there will be the red phantom now, but it is only in the past, right? , But whether it's for my father or myself, or to not disgrace the old man's years of careful teaching, I can't give up! !

I said, what are you doing there, kid? ? ?

Oh, Dimeng hastened to do it right in front of Nanhu; when Nanhu applied the Jingling ointment in his finger to Dimeng's holy pattern, it was cool and refreshing, and his brows poured into his brows, and soon Dimeng felt The whole body temperature rises a little bit!A trace of black air was also slowly volatilized from the emperor's dream sacred pattern under the effect of the spiritual ointment. .

Seeing that the Jingling ointment had worked, Nan Hu hurriedly reminded: Close your eyes and concentrate!It wasn't until Di Meng followed suit one by one that Nan Hu stood up lightly, walked out of the house and sat down on the wooden bench in the yard. .