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Wang Bin walked out of the hall with a somewhat complicated mood. Going to the base camp of the Guizi Kingdom would be fine if he only dealt with those practitioners. Don't forget, there is also an army.

Especially Shintoism, which is equivalent to the state religion of the Japanese and the royal group of the Japanese Emperor.

Uncle Jiu looked at his apprentice and couldn't explain the aggrievedness in his heart. This could almost be said to be a death mission.

Wang Bin saw Uncle Jiu's expression and smiled. He knew that it was enough for his master to believe in him.

"Master, I have long had the idea of ​​going to the country of the Japanese to teach them a lesson." Wang Bin walked slowly, thinking whether there was something he should say to his master who only thought about himself. But he was afraid, really, that if the master knew too much, it would bring danger to this master who was always angry but had a strong sense of justice.

Uncle Jiu looked at his apprentice, who had just returned from the battlefield and had to face an almost fatal mission. The heavy feeling was beyond words.

"Abin! You can say that you are going to die! If it weren't for the matter in the Magic City and your special identity, I would understand it, but now... I can't bear it!"

Uncle Jiu’s words. Wang Bin almost cried.

In his previous life, Wang Bin seemed to have a family, but he was always alone. Knowing the appearance of that girl, he now had another master.

"Okay! Master, I just went to kill a few Japanese! Master, remember! I am a Chinese!"

Wang Bin's words made Uncle Jiu feel even more uncomfortable, not only because he might lose this extremely talented apprentice, but more importantly because of the injustice to this apprentice.

The entire journey was speechless, but the sadness could not dissipate...

Twenty days, just twenty days, the Taoist Alliance gathered all the monks who were going to shock the Devil Kingdom this time.

There were thirty-six people in total, thirty-six young people with an average age of no more than twenty-five years old.

The newly established Dao League did not let these young people die. All the factions gathered together to assemble these people.

Wang Bin was not idle either. He first got in touch through the contact method he had agreed with Wu Meng earlier.

Regarding this raid, Wang Bin believed that cooperation with the Wu Meng might achieve greater results, so with the consent of the leader and after consultation with the Wu Meng, the Wu Meng would also send some warriors to act together.

The day of departure is set for the Dragon Boat Festival.

Because there was still some time before the departure day, Wang Bin and Uncle Jiu decided to go back to Tangcheng Town first, and then set off to the Magic City to gather when the day was approaching.

When he returned to town, Uncle Jiu temporarily closed Yizhuang and prepared to teach Wang Bin everything he had learned in his life.

The next day, Ren Tingting heard the news that Wang Bin was back and immediately went to Yizhuang to find Wang Bin.

At this moment, Uncle Jiu is teaching the core technique of the main peak of Maoshan - Shangqing Jing.

"Uncle Jiu, you are back."

Ren Tingting greeted Uncle Jiu as soon as she entered the door, but her eyes were fixed on Wang Bin, who was reading a scripture.

Uncle Jiu joked: "Tingting, are you here to see me or A Bin?"

"Uncle Nine!"

Ren Tingting listened and said a little shyly.

Uncle Jiu looked at the shy girl in front of him, and suddenly thought of the mission that Wang Bin was about to complete, and he suddenly lost the mood to continue joking.

"Abin, Tingting is here, take a rest."

Wang Bin put down the book in his hand, a little helpless. Although he had made it clear to Ren Tingting a long time ago, this girl was a little resigned to death.

"Abin! I'm going to Guangzhou in a while. Can you go with me?"

The two of them took a walk in the town. The town was still so lively and there was no atmosphere of war at all.

"Tingting, I have to do something for a while, and it will take a long time."

Wang Bin rejected Ren Tingting's request, not only because he wanted the girl to give up, but more importantly because he only had one month.

"Where are you going?"

Ren Tingting asked anxiously. Last time, not long after she came back, a war broke out in the Magic City. I also knew some things about Wang Bin's past, and when I was about to leave again, I suddenly had a bad premonition.

"I don't know either." Wang Bin stopped and looked at the girl, "Tingting, find a good family, you are a good girl. I may not be able to come back this time."

Ren Tingting was stunned after hearing Wang Bin's words. She didn't expect that after waiting for so long, she would get this news.

"Can't I not go?" Ren Tingting asked sadly, although she knew that it would be difficult for her to change Wang Bin's decision.

"No, there are some things I don't want to hide from you. I have a fiancée. What's more, this time is very dangerous. To be honest, I don't have much confidence."

Ren Tingting stopped talking after hearing this. When passing by the Western restaurant, Ren Tingting asked to accompany her to eat Western food.

Wang Bin did not refuse, but the atmosphere was always heavy and there was no relaxation like when he had western food for the first time.

In the remaining days, Wang Bin practiced Maoshan's core exercises every morning, and Uncle Jiu taught Wang Bin various techniques in the afternoon, including the Longhu Mountain's seal spell.

Ren Tingting came to Yizhuang every day and was responsible for daily hygiene and cooking.

No one said goodbye.

Until the day he left, Wang Bin exchanged a kilogram of water of life.

The water of life can not only restore injuries, but also increase a person's lifespan.

This is the only thing Wang Bin can do for Uncle Jiu, and it is also because he can still meet Uncle Jiu in the future.

"Master, keep this bottle of medicine. Just drink one cup every year. It can improve your health and your cultivation. But be sure not to let others know about it, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble."

Wang Bin gave Uncle Jiu a lot of advice, but he couldn't directly say that this would make him live longer.

Uncle Jiu looked at his apprentice, seeing that he was about to die but was still thinking about himself.

"Okay! Got it. You have your own heart. If you can't do anything, it's important to save your life!"

Wang Bin nodded. In fact, he had already made preparations and contacted Charlie, leaving himself a way out.

"Abin!"

Ren Tingting looked at Wang Bin who was about to set off and shouted softly.

After hearing this, Uncle Jiu winked at Wang Bin and left.

"Tingting, take care of yourself. If anything happens, just ask my master."

Wang Bin didn't say much, just gave a few instructions.

As for Qiu Sheng, a literary talent, Wang Bin could only tell them not to worry about Uncle Jiu, but the rest of his words seemed so feeble.