Two hours later.

As soon as he woke up, Zhao Fan, like usual, came to the kitchen to find food.

As a result, when it was about to arrive, I suddenly realized that the atmosphere was not right. According to the reason, the daily training of the girls and the two beasts was not over yet.

It was quiet, and even the sound of the leaves fell was clear.

"Um?"

Zhao Fan's inexplicable tremor walked out of the house quickly, but saw the girls and Long Bao.

Then, then

"What happened? Teacher?"

Zhao Fan was unknown and rushed to them.

"elder brother."

When Ning Xiyu saw Zhao Fan come out, she got up and came to the former, took out a storage ring, and handed it over. "Give, this is left by the teacher."

"The teacher left ...?"

Zhao Fan's vast eyes suddenly flashed a panic, and couldn't achieve the work of sleeping, Liang Rui was unpredictable?

"The teacher also let us tell you." Ning Xiu's eyes flashed in the mist, and almost cried, "Forgive him forgive him."

"Don't say goodbye."

When Zhao Fan heard the words, he was relieved, and there was no accident, but then, he reacted, staring at the storage ring held by Ning Xiyu's fingertips.

Is it really gone to cultivate your teacher ?!

"Impossible, impossible."

Zhao Fan shook his head again and again, and did not go to pick up the storage ring left by Liang Rui, because he could not accept this unexpected fact for a while.

Liang Rui didn't even say hello in advance, so he didn't say goodbye!

In the yard, the depressed atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger.

In the end, Zhao Fan sighed, and reached out from Ning Xiyu's hand to pick up the storage ring and said, "You can wait for me for a while."

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Fan opened the door of the courtyard and went to the house of Shangguan Dean.

And the other party seems to be expected to come, standing outside the door.

"Dean of Shangguan."

After Zhao Fan had a gift, he couldn't bear to verify: "Do you know where the teacher went?"

"I don't know."

Dean Shangguan looked up at the sky, shook his head and sighed: "I only know, Liang Rui is going to do something extremely important for him."

"When will you come back?"

Zhao Fan's heart sank, as if his strength was emptied, he asked.

"The return period is not determined."

The dean of Shangguan said with a dignified complexion: "Maybe it is fast, maybe for a long time."

The only thing he knew inside, what he didn't say was that it was more likely, it was not possible to return!

"oh."

Zhao Fan didn't speak anymore. He lowered his head and stroked the ring, then turned around and returned to his own house.

Along the way, he forgot what he felt at the time, and remembering that each step was extremely long. This feeling was like a young eagle. He was pushed down from a strong and powerful wings to the vast sky, so that the habit was used to make the habit

Zhao Fan, who reminded himself at all times, is difficult to adapt.

The scenes of the scenes so far so far to the Yuan Dynasty, the little bit of the teacher with the expression like the facial paralysis, appeared in Zhao Fan's mind ...

Unconsciously, Zhao Fan's forehead hit the door of the courtyard, and he retired sharply, whispering: "Teacher, take care."

Nympho

The daughters and the two beasts, when they saw Zhao Fan returned, they looked up at him, and observed that the other person's look was normal, so she no longer worried.

On the surface, Zhao Fan laughed without heartlessness, "Is it finished today?"

The daughters and the two beasts stood up together, and they practiced each, just like Liang Rui at this time.

Later, Zhao Fan returned to the room alone. As soon as he moved, he refined the storage ring of the owner.

At this moment, Zhao Fan's heart has a thick cloud of mysterious clouds. He can't understand why the teacher is so sudden. Before today, there was no sign of signs.

After the soul -refining technique steadily entered the threshold of the prefecture -level, the teacher chose to leave on this day. It can be seen that the other party has a long plan, not a decision to make a temporary intention.

The next moment.

The power of Zhao Fan's Mingyuan, sweeping into the space in the ring, perceived the view.

The neatly piled up into a stack of white scrolls, some of the colors are yellowed, and some are new, and some of them are still new, but some edges are ruptured but did not affect the fundamental.

It's Danfang.

A total of thirty -seven types of elixir are local products, and even a scroll that records the Tiandin Danfang. There are also seals that have not been touched.

face.

Next to, there is also a stack of Dan Fang, but it is handwritten.

The number is relatively much, almost hundreds of Dan recipes. The level of their level is depressed compared to the first stack.

A alchemist must not only grasp the high -level Dan side, but also the significance of the low -level Dan side is indispensable. This is equivalent to basic skills, and the frequency of use is the largest.

After all, it is impossible to have a gold master every day to find you to refine high -level elixir.

If the low -order elixir is controlled to the extreme, where is the market. Where is the market?

In front of the two stacks of Dan Fang, a letter was lying quietly, "My disciple Zhao Fanqin".

As soon as Zhao Fan moved, he got the new storage ring in his hands, as if he was regarded as a treasure as a treasure.

Just a few lines.

However, Zhao Fan watched the hour again and again. In the words, Liang Rui's feelings and expectations for him ...

As for the back of the paper, it is a training plan tailored by Liang Rui for the daughter and the two beasts. It may be out of date for ten years.

It wasn't until Zhao Fan's sight moved away from the letter paper that he found that his eyes were moist.

Zhao Fan couldn't help but squeezed the letter left by the teacher. After a long time, he slowly loosen it, put it back to the envelope and put it in the Lingxiao Temple of the Liuxiao Tu.

"Teacher, what are you doing, don't you mention it to your disciples?"

Zhao Fan was lying on the bed, looking up at the beam of the room, and he couldn't understand it. He had a kind of intuition, and the teacher was very likely to take the initiative to enter a great vortex, and he knew that his mind would know if he knew that he would be a meeting.

Followed the involved, so this is the case.

Not only that, even the marks between Liang Rui and him are unilaterally lifted by the former. In other words, Zhao Fan wants to contact the teacher's opportunity, no longer exist ...

Nympho

One night, Zhao Fan did not leave the bedroom.

In the early morning of the next day, he pushed open the door calmly, and saw that the women and the two beasts were outside the aisle.

"Brother Fan...are you okay?" Xiao Diao asked softly and tentatively.

"Calm down."

Zhao Fan waved his hand and said with a smile: "However, don't think that if the teacher leaves, you won't have to suffer as much as before. He specially left a plan that is valid for ten years."

"ah?!"

"Valid for ten years?"

"It's over, it's over."

The girls and the two beasts thought they were out of the sea of ​​suffering, but they did not expect that the hell mode training would continue for ten years.

"When we go to the realm of Nirvana, I will give the training plan to Seventeen." Zhao Fan said while thinking: "Let her replace the teacher and keep an eye on you."

"Well……"

There was a cry in the corridor.

After breakfast, Zhao Fan asked the girls and the two beasts to train according to the plan. He also pretended to leave a wooden figure, which he called the surveillance eye. In fact, it was just an ordinary piece of wood. Its presence was as if Zhao Fan had arrived in person.

The girls and the two beasts didn't dare to be lazy.

Next, Zhao Fan left the house.

He transformed a soul mask on his face and came to the students' dormitory area as if nothing had happened. With the pass-like ring, he arrived at the dormitory that he had been away from for a long time.

After placing the key on the array ring and pushing the door open, Zhao Fan saw his bed, which was spotless and tidy, not even a speck of dust.

Xu Kun, on the other hand, was lying on the No. 2 bunk with his arms and legs spread out, snoring loudly.

It is worth mentioning that Xu Kun's handsome face was covered with a thick beard, and he had obviously experienced an all-out fight.
To be continued...