General intellectual suddenly took a deep breath
MBT Garissa, dropped his eyes, no longer see him, but the mouth continued: "In addition, you must attend this day Famennian time, but not in front of practice, can only be carried out in the dead of night. Finally, the non-life and death moment, honestly can not display this technique, otherwise there must be disaster. "
Here, he re-opened his eyes, staring Zhang Xiaofan, said: "you do to it?"
Zhang Xiaofan hesitated, distorted head tilt, and scratched his head, look confused, but eventually nodded heavily.
Pu Chi smiled, and then of few words, he began to pass a set of formulas.
The formulas can be a long
MBT Kisumu, only about thousand words, but Kuse difficult, Zhang Xiaofan all-out effort, spent a full three hour, just count them back the next.
Pu-chih until he fully memorize, the sigh of relief, and looked extremely tired between. He looked at Zhang Xiaofan, there could not help but love the color of the eyes, said: "monk life practice, never moving too experienced one of the concept, think of the dead on the occasion, and you have the apprentice back edge. Say to you should know my name. "He paused, and said:" I Farmington Pu-chih, who is Telling monks. uh, boy, you know what days of sound Temple? "
Zhang Xiaofan thought, shook his head.
General intellectual laughing, said: "It's a child." And then think of what worked out a hand to the bosom deep purple beads
MBT Kisumu White, carefully looked good glances, gave Zhang Xiaofan, said: "You put the beads and take away, not to allow outsiders to see. to be in the future to settle down, you find a ravine cliff, throw it down, it wants to. well, I just told you the name, you can not talk to outsiders . "
Zhang Xiaofan took the beads, said: "I know."
General intellectual touched his head, said: "You and I have so Suyuan, I do not know will meet the next life may end? Child, you knock on my knees to the three heads, called me master it!"
Zhang Xiaofan looked at the general intelligence, was surprised to find that he has put away a smile, his face solemn, the moment nodded, called out: "Master." Then fell to his knees, knocking three heavy head. He had just finished call, but also for the rise, they listen to general wisdom whispered laugh MBT Kisumu White sandal, but laughter is the meaning of grief and decidedly quite categorically.
Zhang Xiaofan he was about to look up, but Tujue back was a shot, at once a black eyes, again unconscious.
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