Chapter 257

The moment you get out of the energy channel.

In the procession, many people choked silently.

The headmaster died!

Many mentors also died in the grottoes. Some of their classmates, partners and others stayed in the grottoes forever.

Originally, there were nearly 20 students above the third grade high level, one task and one guarding the city. At the moment, only 15 people came back.

……

Outside the house.

The two gatekeepers became one, and the scar face disappeared.

That day, the one who said to calm the cave and dismantle the Hejin house with Fang Ping was gone.

Fang Ping seemed to think of something, looked at another distracted gatekeeper and whispered, "uncle Scar, he..."

"Said to catch the women in the cave."

Some lonely gatekeepers smiled and said, "that guy wants to catch a cave girl all day. I'm satisfied."

Fang Ping didn't know whether scar face just entered the cave or died in the cave, but he didn't ask again.

Too many people have died these days.

The crowd made way of the entrance. Outside, there are still martial artists entering, but there are no lower martial artists anymore. They are all middle martial artists.

At the moment of going out of the ground, in mid air, I don't know who is strong, singing loudly:

"In this gate last year, peach blossoms on people's faces are red. People don't know where to go. Peach blossoms still smile at the spring breeze..."

……

Fang Ping didn't know who the strong man was mourning for.

relatives?

lover?

Or those masters who died in the war!

When those old, frail and wounded masters stepped into the cave, everyone knew that they were going... Not going back!

"Master..."

Stepping out of the barracks, Fang Ping whispered, is this the master?

……

Magic weapon.

When Fang Ping's people were walking slowly and stepped into the magic martial arts, dozens of tutors and dozens of special training class students were waiting at the door.

The silent martial arts ceremony gave Fang Ping the highest etiquette.

Everyone straightened up and saluted one after another!

The first is the dean of the College of Arts and four masters. Three are in the grottoes and one is in Nanjiang. At the moment, there is no master of magic and martial arts.

Three of the four presidents entered the cave, and only President Chen Zhenhua of Yu College of Arts stayed behind.

"Headmaster, they..."

In the team, the students wept silently, and someone said in tears: "the headmaster has... Died in the war."

"Tutor Wu Jiangping, tutor LAN Yuru, Tutor ZHOU heran... All died in the cave."

Chen Zhenhua's face seemed to be much paler. In the crowd, someone whispered and choked.

"Just come back, just come back..."

Chen Zhenhua whispered and turned around and said, "go back and have a good rest, recuperate well, all good..."

The moment he left, the old man burst into tears.

He knew it long ago and should have been prepared for it!

However, 60 years!

The old headmaster who has taken good care of Mo Wu for 60 years left silently. How can he be willing to do it!

Magic war, human war!

……

On this day, the whole devil was shrouded in sorrow.

On this day, when the news was passed out from the grottoes, no one knew it but mourned.

Seven great masters, die in war Grottoes!

They fought and killed the seven strong men in Tianmen City. They were all dead. They fought in the grottoes, died in the grottoes and were buried in the grottoes.

……

Fang Ping refused to go to the medical room. He suffered only skin trauma. At the moment when he came out of the cave, he just wanted to have a good sleep.

Forget the caves, forget the human beings who are still fighting there, and forget those compatriots who died in the war.

He failed to wait until the end of the war to retrieve the bones of his tutors and classmates.

He is not even qualified to participate in the decisive battle!

Without him, he's too weak.

Even if he can kill four products, he is still too weak.

In the grottoes, the master will also die in battle. He is a small third grade. What qualification does he have to stick his neck and say he wants to stay?

In less than ten days, Fang Ping felt that he had passed the longest period of his life.

The reason why the students of magic martial arts can leave is that many people think that these students of martial arts university are the seeds of human masters, so they left these seeds for magic martial arts.

But what about the military fighters?

What about the ordinary people?

……

Fang Ping didn't practice, but fell asleep, regardless of the smell and blood.

Forget about the caves!

Sadness is the right of the weak, and he doesn't need to be sad. The best sacrifice is to become stronger and calm the suffering of the cave in the future.

……

When Fang Ping woke up, he didn't feel refreshed. He just felt sore all over.

When the sun shone into the room, Fang Ping felt that the sun was so beautiful for the first time.

Sitting up from the bed, Fang Ping stepped to the window.

Outside the window, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, like a paradise.

"It's like a dream..."

Fang Ping was talking nonsense. Downstairs, there were students doing morning exercises.

When Fang Ping stood by the window, someone saw him and shouted, "president!"

"Good morning, president!"

"The president is back!"

“……”

These people of Pingyuan society are not strong. They don't know about the grottoes. They only know that many people in the school have gone out to perform their tasks.

They did not know that in a place they did not know, seven great masters and strong men died in a day.

The government has not informed the public, at least not at this time.

When ordinary people learn that seven masters died in a war in China, how will they be frightened?

Master, in the eyes of many people, is heaven and the symbol of invincibility.

Only when the next day, the whole people will know the grottoes, and these humans who died in the grottoes will be known. However, at that time, what else will be left except an unfamiliar name?

Poor Wuding River bone, still a spring boudoir dream.

The human beings guarding the caves are the most noble and humble.

Fang Ping nodded downstairs slightly in a trance.

……

I washed and changed into a new suit.

Clean up and come out of the dormitory, Fang Ping is a little confused. What should I do now?

After thinking about it, Fang Ping went to the logistics department.

It seems that there is only old man Li who is familiar with such a big magic weapon at the moment.

The logistics department is getting colder and colder.

Senior students graduate and freshmen are not here. Most of their mentors have gone to the grottoes. The third grade students are healing or practicing. The first and second grade martial artists are also in the summer vacation, and some people have left.

There are not many people in school at this time.

Old man Li is still there.

The old man didn't smoke his own dry tobacco. He got a pot of peanuts from somewhere and was drinking.

Seeing Fang Ping, old man Li looked up at him, smiled and said, "have a drink?"

"Teacher..."

Without waiting for him to finish, old man Li mocked himself: "I've all gone to the cave, but the old man didn't go. Tut Tut, the headmaster really thinks highly of me and let the old man let me break through the master.

Hahaha, if I could break through, I would have broken through!

Is the headmaster afraid I'll die in the cave?

The old man, he is dead and cares about whether others will die. He has a lot to worry about. "

Old man Li shook his head and said with a smile, "why sit down and stand? Don't you look down on me?"

"No."

Fang Ping sat down. Old man Li suddenly drank the wine in his hand and sighed, "you know, in magic martial arts, there are 10 tutors and 8 principal students."

Fang Ping was surprised.

"Is the mentor of magic martial arts comparable to local officials? To local governors? To military generals?"

Old man Li shook his head with a smile and said, "it can't be compared!"

"You're welcome to be the mentor of magic martial arts. Your strength and ability are much better than those of some local leaders! If you stay in magic martial arts, you won't get as much as them.

But why did everyone stay?

Because the headmaster! "

"When the school was established 60 years ago, there was nothing in the school, not to mention the comparison with Jingwu and several other martial arts universities.

At that time, the headmaster was only the first batch of students recruited by magic Wu, but there was no four-year system at that time.

He went to school for one year and became a teaching assistant of magic martial arts. The next year, he began to teach in magic Wudang.

The headmaster's teacher was the first headmaster of Mo Wu, but the first headmaster died early and his strength was not too strong. At that time, it was the five grades of strength.

The first headmaster died in the war a few years after the establishment of the school.

At that time, there were few strong people. When the president of Wuhan University, especially the president of Wuhan University who had just established the school for a few years, few strong people really wanted to be the president.

Then... In a muddle headed way, the headmaster who had just entered the fourth grade realm was ordered to act as the acting headmaster of magic Wu.

At that time, he was only 25 years old, the 25-year-old president of Wuda... Really, other Wuda didn't treat Wudang Wuda.

The headmaster's talent was very strong... At that time, the magic Grottoes had appeared. His biggest dream was to cultivate magic martial arts into a powerful martial arts school that could compete with the grottoes.

When you enter the grottoes, you know how strong the grottoes are, and you know how ridiculous the headmaster's dream is!

But he took it seriously. He worked hard for this dream for decades. He taught many students. You don't know, the headmaster is very treacherous, and he instills the sublimity of being a teacher into you every day... "

Old man Li smiled and said with a light smile: "I remember at that time, he brainwashed us every day. Being a mentor is better than being an official. Being a mentor, a master who guides life, and a model for others, he was much more admired than those officials

You think, we are all a group of young people in their twenties, who can stand his brainwashing every day.

We despise officials and despise businessmen. Our only idea is to stay in school after graduation and become a mentor of magic and martial arts.

When I graduated, I didn't really want to be a tutor. As a result, the old man was unworthy. He went to my parents and said how noble the tutor of Wuhan University was and how good the treatment was... Then he beat me up and said that if I dared to go, he would break my leg

As a result, I was half forced and half fooled by him, so I stayed in the devil Wudang mentor. "

This is the first time Fang Ping knows that old man Li is actually the principal's student!

At the moment, Fang Ping didn't interrupt.

Old man Li said something incoherent, fell into memories and said with a smile: "over the years, he has left a large number of students as magic martial arts instructors by various means, so he has the prosperity of magic martial arts and the status of two famous schools.

Unfortunately, it is still far from his dream of a school competing with a cave.

He himself was seriously injured because he fought many times, and his immortal body was almost wiped out.

Not only physical injuries, but also psychological ones.

After 60 years of ups and downs, most of the students he taught died in the caves. Although he didn't say it, he felt uncomfortable.

Before that, he was ready to wait for the opening of Nanjiang grottoes. He went to Nanjiang to fight with some predecessors. I thought... I thought he could wait another period of time.

But the situation in the mordu Grottoes deteriorated. The old man couldn't wait. He hurried in and died... "

Old man Li drank another glass of wine, shook his head like joy or sorrow and said, "I'm finally dead. In fact, I know this day will come, but I didn't expect to come so soon. His death... Is happy, but don't think about it. What about his dream when he dies?

One school destroys one cave... Hahaha, a city can't be destroyed!

The old guy's boasting is not weak. From 60 years ago to now, he only spelled out an eighth grade. It's a shame!

We are also ashamed that we failed to help him fulfill his wishes... "

Old man Li smiled and burst into tears. For 40 years, he spent 40 years in magic martial arts and spent 40 years with the old man. He was really reluctant to give up!

I think I'll die first. Anyway, you have enough students to die. You should have been used to it long ago.

But you died earlier than me. Master is the only one. It's a master, not a mentor!

Fang Ping didn't speak and poured a glass of wine for old man Li.

Old man Li drank it all, and his face gradually returned to normal. He smiled and said, "if you die, you'll die. It's time to see it at such an old age.

It's a shame to say so much to your boy. He even peed. Don't spread it out, or the old man will slap you to death! "

"Yes."

"Tell me, what's the situation in the grottoes?"

"When we came out, we had repelled the siege of the two cities and killed a large number of cave warriors and ordinary troops..."

Fang Ping simply explained the situation. Old man Li nodded slightly and said, "the situation is not too deteriorated. It should be able to block the two cities. China has the strength to calm down. Unlike Tiannan, China has not been able to build a military town stronghold similar to hope city, and the channel is too close to each other's city pool, so it was broken.

On the side of the magic capital, if you want to break through the hope city, there will be no play unless more than 5 cities work together, but... There will be no less casualties.

This time, he killed two commanders of Tianmen City and five high-quality generals. Tianmen City is not worried.

In terms of Dongkui City, there are only four high-grade people dispatched at present. Unless they pour out, the next battle will mainly focus on the war of low-grade and middle-grade. "

Then old man Li suddenly said, "boy, your generation is more troublesome!"

Fang Ping looked suspicious. Old man Li shook his head and said, "our generation mainly fought against Tianmen City. Now more than half of the high-quality goods in Tianmen City have been lost. Next, the two cities are likely to merge or form a united front.

In other words, the next time you enter the cave, you will no longer face the familiar warrior of Tianmen City, but Dongkui city.

The battlefield is no longer within a hundred miles of the city of hope, but spread to a 500 mile radius.

This means that the risk is higher.

And you people may be the main force to fight them in the future, so the pressure will be greater than us. "

Fang Ping said in a deep voice: "sooner or later, the caves will be destroyed. Sooner or later, I also hope that the suffering of the caves will be solved in our generation. I don't want our future generations to continue to sacrifice their lives and death and continue to fight the caves in the next few decades!"

"Yes... We thought so..."

Old man Li laughed at himself and thought so, but the result... Was not satisfactory.

After decades of war, not only did not wipe out the enemy, but more and more, more and more dangerous.

Can humans really defeat each other?

At the moment, I'm afraid many people are confused.

Old man Li didn't make any more noise. He drank the wine. The older generation of martial artists were dying. No one of them died!

Some funny thing is that until now, old man Li and they don't know how old these strong people can live.

Immortality was originally the ultimate pursuit of ancient warriors, but in modern times, it really hasn't happened.

Most of the nine strong people are hurt because of the war every year. Once they feel that the state is not there, they will go deep into the grottoes and never return it.

What is the scene in the depths of the grottoes?

For example, the master of the six product peak has no hope and will not sit and wait for death all the time. The six product peak warrior either breaks through or dies in battle, and there is no old death bed.

Old man Li was silent, and Fang Ping sat quietly, his mind drifting away.