With the help of the national teacher, he completely broke away from the control of those countries and became an independent country.

After more than ten years of development, the population of this small country has exceeded five million, and its national strength is no longer at the bottom of the entire SAARC, and it has become the upper level of the middle reaches.

All of this is thanks to this national teacher.

The entire people of Batina admire this national teacher very much.

Even the current king was appointed as the national master.

The national teacher likes tranquility. In order to create a quiet environment for the national teacher, the king personally ordered the most beautiful Star Island to be presented to the national teacher.

Except for the disciples of the national teacher and the servants who care about the national teacher's food and clothing, anyone is forbidden to go to the island, and even directly sent a guard of one thousand people to maintain the peace on the island.

At this time, it was already late at night in Longteng Country, but due to the time difference, Batina happened to be in the early morning.

On a cliff on the easternmost side of Star Island, an old man in a cloth dress sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, slightly closing his eyes.

The slowly rising red sun shone on his face, making him look so kind and gentle.

But at this moment, a rapid footstep came from behind, and then a man in a big red robe climbed the cliff and came to the old man.

The old man didn't open his eyes, as if he didn't hear it.

"Master, the junior brother is not good at getting out of the army, so he's gone..." The man in red robe looked sad and said to the old man.

"Huh?" The old man nodded, then suddenly opened his eyes, and two torch-like gazes shot out, as if they were more dazzling than the sun. The originally calm sea surface was instantly surging, and directly with him as the center, it broke a huge gully of hundreds of feet long. The sea water even blew dozens of meters high and rushed towards both sides. Looking from the sky, it seemed like it was split by a sword by the god of heaven.

Seeing this power of heaven and earth, this man named Taohong, but in fact he was the captain of the King Bartina Guard Team. He had a peerless strong man with a strength of the innate ninth grade and instantly bowed down, buried his head low, and his body couldn't stop trembling.

His eyes were filled with fear.

Even though he was only one step away from the master's realm, he clearly understood that the gap between himself and his master was still the gap between heaven and sea.

"Hu..." The old man exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the sea level, which was split in half, gradually returned to calm. However, there were already many corpses of fish on the sea surface, and the entire sea water was dyed blood red, and it was so bright under the illumination of the rising sun.

In just this moment, thousands of fish in this sea area have all died.

Taohong, who was sweeping this scene, became even more frightened and buried her head lower.

"What's going on?" the old man returned to his calmness and asked softly.

As the old man's eldest disciple, Taohong dared not hide it, so she quickly told him everything that Lei Qianqiu told him.

After saying that, he continued to kneel there, his head pressed against the ground, and he didn't dare to say a word.

"Ye Xiu?" The old man muttered this name, but he was pondering in his mind, as if he was recalling which family surnamed Ye in China had such martial arts genius.

But even though he has been paying attention to the situation in the country over the years, he still never expected that a family or force named Ye could cultivate such a master.

"Let the third brother go and tell him that he will not bring back Ye Xiu's head and don't come back!" After pondering for a moment, the old man said slowly.

"Yes!" Taohong responded.

The old man waved his hand, Taohong didn't dare to say anything, and respectfully stepped down from the cliff.

"I have entered the fourth realm of the innate world at the age of twenty? I am very curious, whose disciple you will be? Chu Tiannan? Xuan Taoist? Or the wine monk?" The old man shook his head and did not think about it anymore.

Whose disciple is no longer important!
Chapter completed!