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28 The disciples went down the mountain and were rewarded with magic tools.

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Time flew by.

In the blink of an eye, three years passed by silently.

Many disciples of Mao Mountain had grown from youths to young men, all of them heroic.

In the past three years, most of the disciples of Mao Mountain had made some progress in their studies and began to descend the mountain one after another.

In the beginning, it was some Mao Mountain disciples who were not very talented. They knew that their cultivation speed would not be fast if they stayed in Mao Mountain, so they might as well leave the mountain as soon as possible.

Therefore, they turned around and left the mountain. Although there was reluctance in their eyes, they still left resolutely.

Then, some of the more talented disciples also felt that they had encountered an unprecedented bottleneck on the mountain.

Such a bottleneck could only be broken through by going down the mountain to gain experience.

Moreover, this was also the rule of Mao Mountain. Every disciple of Mao Mountain had to go down the mountain to gain experience.

More and more people left until today.

Some of the most outstanding disciples of Mao Mountain were gathered together.

Lin Fengjiao, Four-Eyed, and the others were in the lead. They had been cultivating hard in the past few years and rarely saw each other.

When they met again, they felt very cordial and their faces were filled with smiles.

"Senior Brother Lin, I haven't seen you for two years and you've grown even more handsome.”Four Eyes said with a smile.

He had the best relationship with Lin Fengjiao, and they almost talked about everything.

Lin Fengjiao also responded enthusiastically and said,"Haha, Junior Brother Four-Eyed, your cultivation has improved over the years. Not bad, not bad!”

The disciples of Mao Mountain formed groups of three to five and greeted each other. Their relationship was pretty good.

The smile on his face grew wider, and the atmosphere became very harmonious.

After chatting for a while, Lin Fengjiao mentioned that he was going down the mountain.

Everyone was shocked, but then they revealed a look of understanding.

That's right, he had already stayed on the mountain for almost ten years. It was time to go down the mountain and train.

Many of them had such thoughts.

However, when they thought about leaving the mountain and bidding farewell to everything they were familiar with, they felt a little reluctant.

"In the past, I always felt that the time on the mountain was long. In the end, I really have to go down the mountain today. Why do I feel so reluctant?”

"That's right! These ten years have almost carried the best memories of my youth!”

"Brothers, remember to keep in touch when you leave the mountain.”

"Don't worry, we will never forget the time we spent on the mountain!”

"Time flies."

"I remember that we were only eleven or twelve years old when we came up the mountain. Now, we are all adults and have cultivated the Dao techniques of Mao Mountain.”

At this point, the disciples of Mao Mountain were filled with emotions.

Even the good-for-nothing Mama Di felt a little sour in her heart, and she shed tears for no reason.

This scene made everyone's impression of him improve a lot.

A wave of sadness filled the air.

Mao Mountain was like their home. The teachings of their Eldest Senior Brother and teachers, as well as the friendship of their fellow disciples, were deeply engraved in their hearts.

Some of the female disciples of Mao Mountain were already in tears. They were emotional and very reluctant to part.

The male disciples were also reluctant to part, but they had no choice. Training was a must.

"We're already going down the mountain. Why are you still acting like a little girl?”

A tall disciple walked over, surrounded by lightning, like a Lightning King.

Shi Jian was determined and didn't seem to be reluctant. After saying that, he was the first to walk down the mountain.

But before he left, his eyes seemed to have passed through the mountains and countless buildings. He took a deep look at the independent courtyard where Chen Fan was.

Then, he left resolutely. No one saw the hint of reluctance in his eyes before he left.

Although his heart was firm, he had stayed in Mao Mountain for nearly ten years. It was obvious that he treated this place as his home, which was why he had such an attitude.

Everyone watched Shi Jian leave.

"Have you heard?" The Four-Eyed Daoist said,"I heard that Senior Brother Shi Jian has cultivated another peerless martial art, the Wooden Pillar Technique."”

Everyone nodded.

The Wooden Pillar Technique was also a top-notch technique of Mao Mountain. Many disciples had tried to cultivate it, but they ended up failing.

When they first heard this news, they also found it unbelievable. This kind of top-notch spell could not be cultivated just like that.

It was extremely difficult.

"I also heard that senior brother Shi Jian's goal is to surpass senior brother.”Lin Fengjiao said.

Everyone fell silent. They didn't expect Shi Jian to still be so persistent.

Mao Mountain disciples like them had long given up on catching up to Eldest Brother, let alone surpassing him. It was simply impossible.

"Sigh! Shixiong Shi Jian had a goal, that was why he was motivated.”Qian He said.

However, everyone present felt that no matter how talented Shi Jian was, he would definitely be suppressed by Eldest Brother.

Eldest Senior Brother was the true genius, destined to dominate this era.

In their eyes, there was nothing that Eldest Senior Brother could not do.

"However, I heard that there are also some top disciples in Longhu Mountain. It's said that they are called Zhang Zhiwei and Zhang Huaiyi. They are known as the peerless twin prodigies!”

A Mao Mountain disciple said this piece of news.

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

Mount Longhu was the leader of the Taoist Faction, and the number of disciples there was higher than that of Mao Mountain.

Countless people had entered Mount Longhu due to its fame, but countless people had also been filtered out. The assessment rules there were much stricter than those on Mao Mountain.

"Forget it, don't care so much. Eldest Senior Brother has a pure Yang sword body, which is hard to find in the world!”

"I don't believe that even the two prodigies from Mount Longhu can defeat Eldest Senior Brother!”

"That's right. Eldest Senior Brother is invincible!”

“………………”

The disciples of Mao Mountain were not too conflicted about this issue.

"We're about to leave the mountain. We should inform Eldest Senior Brother and bid him farewell!" Lin Fengjiao said.”

"That's a good suggestion. Let's go together.”

Si Mu was the first to respond to the call.

The others didn't have any objections. The group of people went to the independent courtyard where Chen Fan was.

Soon, they arrived at the door. The door was open, and the people inside seemed to have known that they were coming.

When they walked in, they saw Chen Fan lying on a rocking chair with his eyes closed, basking in the sun.

"Eldest Senior Brother!"

Everyone cupped their hands and bowed.

Chen Fan opened his eyes and there seemed to be two sword energies in his eyes. They were like sharp swords that could pierce through the void, which made everyone's heart skip a beat.

The current Eldest Senior Brother was even more unfathomable. He was unmoving like a mountain, and any casual move would have the majesty of a thunderbolt.

"Eldest Senior Brother, we came here this time to say goodbye to you. We're going down the mountain and won't visit you often in the future.”

As the leader, Lin Fengjiao spoke first.

"Have you gone down the mountain?"

Chen Fan knew this day would come sooner or later.

"Alright, it's good to go down the mountain to train. This is a magic tool I've refined over the years. Although it's not the best, you can make do with it.”

Chen Fan waved his sleeve and weapons appeared. There were sabers, swords, spears, and shields.

All of them were for them to choose.

"These…are all third-grade magic tools?”

Zheng Zibu exclaimed.

A magic tool of this level was most suitable for those below the foundation establishment realm.

Even a level 12 Qi Refinement cultivator could use it.

Everyone happily chose their magic tools. After they were done, the smiles on their faces could not stop.

" Thank you for the reward, Eldest Senior Brother!!"

Everyone knelt down and bowed to Chen Fan.

Chen Fan waved his hand and told them to get up. He said,"

"This time, if you have any problems that you can't solve, you can send a message to me directly.”

Hearing this, everyone was delighted again and cupped their hands in gratitude.

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