10,000 Times the Reward of Apprenticeship: Martial Dao Horizontal Push is Weird

Thinking about the experience in the past eight years, Wang Qi himself was also very embarrassed.

Ask yourself, eight years ago, he really hated Zhao He because he killed his father.

Although my father never blamed Zhao He, Wang Qi at that time really hated him very much.

But with the passage of time, the hatred in his heart has dissipated a lot without knowing it. After all, apart from hatred, there are also many other memories between him and Zhao He.

We grew up together, practiced together, played jokes together, and talked about our dreams when we grew up.

These memories will appear in Wang Qi's mind from time to time.

I don't know when, Wang Qi no longer hated Zhao He very much in his heart, just as his father said, no matter what, they are all senior brothers.

It's just that although the hatred dissipated, the thorn in my heart couldn't disappear.

This is why, after eight years, Wang Qi has never been able to accept Zhao He again.

Actually, Wang Qi thought about it when he was alone. If he followed his father down the mountain, would the result be different?

Maybe, but who can guarantee it?

At that time, to put it bluntly, they were just budding kids.

And because of this incident, Zhao He has done enough in the past eight years, and everything he has done is to atone for his sins.

Sometimes when looking at Zhao He who is alone, Wang Qi can't help but feel unbearable.

But now it's alright, Zhao He finally has someone who really cares about him.

Thinking of Ye Ran, Wang Qi unconsciously showed a smile on the corner of his mouth and whispered softly.

"You have finally found your own friend."

The voice was not loud, but the younger brother on the opposite side could still hear it clearly. Seeing this, the younger brother smiled slightly, and then left quietly.

In the next few days, Ye Ran lived very peacefully. It is worth mentioning that Xiaoye Ye broke through again yesterday. At this time, she already had the cultivation level of Xiaocheng.

It can be confirmed that this little guy is a lay-flat player, and his practice on weekdays is simply half-hearted, but the speed of breakthrough is not weaker than that of girl Xiyue.

This is the particularity of the Nether Martial Soul.

But this time, Xiao Ye's breakthrough didn't allow Ye Ran to follow suit.

Recently, it seems that his face is relatively dark, and the random multiples are basically very small. Ye Ran is also helpless about this.

A few days later, Ye Ran was woken up by Zhao He early in the morning.

Today is the birthday of the first ancestor of Wuwei View.

After breakfast, the group of four went directly to Wuwei Temple.

This time, no one really stopped Zhao He. Although the attitude of several Wuweiguan disciples at the door was still indifferent, they did not sneer or block him again.

All the way to the Wuwei Temple, there is a statue of the founder of Wuwei Temple enshrined in the hall.

In Zhao He, when Ye Ran and the four arrived, a lot of people had already gathered in the hall.

These people are basically monks like Master Yuanbei.

In Dongyang County, the strength of Wuweiguan is still good, and the birth of the first ancestor is a major event of Wuweiguan, so naturally many people come to participate.

Ye Ran's master and apprentice are a strange existence among the crowd, because the three masters and apprentices are warriors.

But because Zhao He was by his side, no one said much.

People came up to say hello to Zhao He one after another, but Ye Ran was completely ignored.

Most of these cultivators have eyes above their heads. It is obviously impossible for them to take the initiative to greet a warrior.

If it wasn't for Zhao He's sake, they probably wouldn't let Ye Ran step into this door.

"Brother Ye."

"It's okay, I don't care about that."

Perhaps because he was worried that Ye Ran was thinking too much, Zhao He wanted to comfort him, but Ye Ran didn't care at all.

They are all people who don't know each other, so why should you care about their opinions.

Moreover, if Ye Ran thought about it, he could tell what happened in the past few days, and it would definitely make these cultivators drop their jaws, but what's the point of that?

In the hall, futons have been set up in advance, and in front of it is the position of Wang Qi and other Taoist priests.

It's just that Zhao He didn't go there, because he knew very well that there was no place for him there.

With Ye Ran, he consciously walked towards the back of the crowd.

What Zhao He didn't expect was that after walking a few steps, a Taoist priest with a view of inaction took the initiative to step forward, and said to Zhao He with a strange expression.

"Uncle Zhao, the spectator is looking for you."

When it came to the three words of Uncle Zhao, the Taoist priest was obviously a little uncomfortable, but Ye Ran, who was on the side, showed a smile when he saw this.

Obviously, this title was not called by the little Taoist voluntarily. Someone should have asked him to call it that way.

As for Zhao He, the whole person was stunned in place, and he was a little lost for a while.

It wasn't until the little Taoist priest spoke again that Zhao He came back to his senses.

"Brother Ye?"

"Uncle, don't worry, the master has already arranged the seats for Master Ye and the others."

After learning that Ye Ran's master and apprentice were all arranged, Zhao He walked towards the seat of Wang Qi in front of him with confidence.

After Zhao He left, Ye Ran and his disciples came to sit on the prepared futon under the leadership of the little Taoist priest.

The seat is relatively high~www.novelmt.com~ and by coincidence, it happened to be sitting next to Yuanbei.

"Master Yuanbei."

Yuan Bei, who originally closed his eyes and crossed his knees, heard the voice, opened his eyes and saw that it was Ye Ran's master and apprentice.

"Master Ye."

You've already come here, can't you still escape? But after looking around, she found that there was no Zhao He's figure, and Yuan Bei was relieved.

As long as the two brothers are not together, if it's just Ye Ran, it should be fine.

I secretly thought in my heart.

On the other side, Zhao He had already come to Wang Qi's side.

Perhaps it was eight years of estrangement. At this time, Zhao He did not know how to speak, but just stared blankly at Wang Qi.

Seeing Zhao He like this, Wang Qi's expression was a little unnatural, but he still pretended to be serious and pointed to a futon beside him.

"What are you doing, you don't even understand the rules now? The time is almost here, so you haven't taken your seat yet."

Hearing this, Zhao He discovered that there were actually five futons in front of him this time, and there were only four before.

Zhao He and the others have a total of five senior brothers in their generation, and Zhao He had never had a seat before, but this time, it was different.

Looking at the futon that was still empty, Zhao He was full of complexities, and except for Wang Qi, the other three brothers, although they ignored Zhao He, closed their eyes and said nothing.

But if you look closely, it is not difficult to find that they all have a faint smile on the corner of their mouth.

Under the urging of Wang Qi's black face, Zhao He finally came to his own futon to sit down, forcibly calmed his mind, and waited for the beginning of the first ancestor's birthday.

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