Pan Zezhi was lying there, motionless. He woke up an hour later, but his forehead was still pressed against the cold stone and his front teeth fell off. He wanted to move his hands and feet, which scared him to death: It's over! He couldn't lift up a trace of strength, and looked at Bing Haoyang who was meditating not far away, and Pan Zezhi felt as if he was dead...

Pan Zezhi called Bing Haoyang: "Junior brother, if you have something to say, please spare me, I'm confused for a while..."

Bing Haoyang sat cross-legged and entered the state of selflessness. The next morning, Bing Haoyang woke up from his cultivation. He could finally walk freely and had to return to the sect immediately. The master was still waiting for him!

Pan Zezhi, who was lying on the ground, heard the sound of footsteps getting farther and farther away. He shouted in a hoarse voice: "Junior brother, please spare me, I'm confused for a moment, don't leave me behind, I don't want to die."

After all, Bing Haoyang was not a ruthless person. He walked over and pressed Pan Zezhi's neck, and then hurriedly rushed to the road.

Five minutes later, Pan Zezhi's hands and feet were finally able to move. He looked at Bing Haoyang's leaving back, and his murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes. However, he was sore and inconvenient to do it. Until now, he didn't understand: Why didn't Bing Haoyang fall to death?

The sun sets west, Bing Haoyang finds a place to continue healing his wounds. Pan Zezhi follows and stands not far from Bing Haoyang. He asks tentatively: "Junior brother, your injury is okay?" He is testing Bing Haoyang's strength.

Bing Haoyang coughed violently, Pan Zezhi stared at Bing Haoyang, and he was ecstatic.

Because he found a trace of blood on the corner of Bing Haoyang's mouth: It turned out that Bing Haoyang's injury was not healed! After discovering it, Pan Zezhi acted instantly. He touched his hand in the storage bag, and the short sword was copied by him and stabbed Bing Haoyang hard.

A hint of coldness flashed in Bing Haoyang's eyes: Pan Zezhi, you deserve to die! If I had no backup plan, how could I spare your life? It seems that you, a villain, will eventually lead to your own death. Don't blame me!

Bing Haoyang shouted coldly: "Pan Zezhi, you should die!"

Bing Haoyang will not harm people, but how can you not beware of Pan Zezhi? When he untied the acupoints, he injected the purple marrow energy into his body, and now he activated the purple marrow energy.

Pan Zezhi felt his body stiffen, followed by severe pain in his body. The purple marrow energy and snake venom erupted at the same time. Pan Zezhi's neck instantly expanded, and then it became weaker.

Pan Zezhi wailed in pain!

The purple marrow burned under the skin, black blood flowed from seven orifices, and the whole face turned black. After a moment, the body fell to the ground.

Bing Haoyang just glanced at it and immediately understood: his purple marrow energy was poisonous! This is good, and there was another way to defend against enemies! He stopped stopping and returned to the sect while walking on the moonlight.

In the early morning, Bing Haoyang dragged his severely injured body and returned to Panwu Gate with his tired body. He ran up the mountain quickly. When he arrived at the entrance of the cave, Bing Haoyang stopped because he saw a new mound of soil on the lawn not far from the cave!

Shui Mei'er stood there, lowering her head, her face covered in tears.

Bing Haoyang rushed over and knelt in front of the grave. He shouted loudly: "Master, my disciple is unfilial, I'm late to come back!"

He held the magic medicine he had exchanged for his life in his hand, but he was late to come back

Bing Haoyang's heart-wrenching cry echoed in the valley...

That night, Bing Haoyang did not close his eyes. He knelt in front of his master's grave and personally carved a line of words with purple marrow flames on a wooden board: Master Weng Chengxu's tomb, signed by the unfilial disciple Bing Haoyang.

Bing Haoyang decided to keep mourning for his master for one month to repay his master's great kindness.

In this month, Bing Haoyang thought of many memories about his master: he is a strict teacher and a kind father. He has taken care of him for a year and has made him grow into a strong man of the younger generation and moved him. Unfortunately, the fate of his master and disciple came to an abrupt end...

Senior sister Shui Mei'er took care of him meticulously. In addition to three meals a day, she also picked wild fruits for him...

Panwu Gate did not give Bing Haoyang a sense of belonging, so after the mourning period, Bing Haoyang packed up his things and prepared to leave.

Bing Haoyang put the things into the master's storage bag, and an uninvited guest came to the cave - the second elder Pan Tianque.

The second elder pretended to be sad: "Bing Haoyang, the eighth junior brother has passed away, so you should also be mourning and following the changes."

Bing Haoyang knew that he was a weasel and was not kind to pay New Year's greetings to the chicken, so he was on guard: "Thank you for your concern, Master II."

The two of them were talking about unnutrition, but later they had nothing to say. The second elder finally said the purpose of coming tonight: "Bing Haoyang, you can defeat An Xiang, who is too much taller than himself, and these Rock Fist and Fire Dragon Fist are of great contribution. Nephew, I will give 1,000 gold coins. Tell me the cultivation method, how about it?"

Bing Haoyang understood, oh! I said it for a long time, just to get the secret, hum! Of course, there is the secret, that is his understanding of boxing and some rock inheritance, but how could he tell him?

Bing Haoyang shook his head and said, "Second Elder, I don't have any method, so it's like this naturally..."

The two of them talked more and more in the hole. The second elder raised his fist in anger: "Boy, believe it or not, I will kill you with one punch!"

Bing Haoyang had long been determined to die and fight against the second elder here. He was afraid of death? If he was afraid of death, it was not Bing Haoyang!

Suddenly, Bing Haoyang felt something strange outside. The purple marrow was shot out and found that one of them was Yan Kundong, the disciple of the head.

Now it is more appropriate to call Han Kundong because he is the direct disciple of the leader of Han, and the direct disciples usually follow the master's surname.

Bing Haoyang's eyes turned and his mind came to his mind and said loudly: "Second Master, I have given you the secret of the rock, so you can spare my life! Please, I am only thirteen years old this year." After that, he started crying.

The second elder was furious and furious: "What? Did you give me the secret? Where is the secret?"

Han Kundong walked into the cave. At this moment, he was no longer the hypocritical hypocrite, but the direct disciple of the head of the sect with a arrogant look on his face. The future head of the Panwu Sect bowed to the second elder: "See the second uncle."

The second elder tried to show a kind face: "You don't have to be too polite to be a junior. You stand by and I will ask for the secrets now. Let's meet with you and I'll meet with you and I."

Turning back, looking at Bing Haoyang, he immediately changed into a vicious face: "Bing Haoyang, I will tell you the last time and hand over the secret book immediately, otherwise you will be dead!"

Bing Haoyang argued with reason: "Second Master, I have given it to you. Do you want to kill someone to silence you?"

At this moment, the Seventh Elder took Shui Mei'er into the cave, but the Seventh Elder did not say anything.

Shui Meier said loudly: "Second Master, this is your wrong thing. Since Bing Haoyang gave you the secret book, you should share it with everyone. I'm right? You want to take it alone and kill people to silence you. It seems unrighteous, right?"

The second elder was furious: "Shui Mei'er! You are bold!"

The seventh elder spoke: "Second Brother, forget it! Why bother to make things difficult for a child? He has lost his master and is still an orphan. He is lonely and helpless. Take the secret book with us and we will meet the senior brother of the sect."

The second elder was furious: "This kid said he was domineering, and he didn't give me any secrets!"

Needless to say, when he arrived at the head of the sect, everyone had a big fight, and several elders gathered together, and everyone pointed their fingers at the second elder, which was so angry that the second elder wanted to vomit blood. He couldn't even wash it even if he jumped into the Yellow River, and everyone parted in disagreement.
Chapter completed!