"Master, the water is coming. I just went to the mountain spring water to pick in the mountains."

Time was not long, and Dilong Han walked in with a smile, holding a bowl of spring water that emitted a cool air.

"Yeah, not bad."

Zhou Tong looked at him, nodded, and reached out to take it.

The earth dragon suddenly smiled so hard that his mouth almost reached the ear: "It is what Xiaolong should do to serve the master."

Zhou Tong reached out and took out a healing pill from Qiankun bag, pinched two halves, took half of it and melted it with mountain spring water, and poured it into Fang Sheng.

Fang Sheng is just an ordinary person after all.

If you take too much medicine at once, it is easy to get deficient and not be replenished.

Then he also transformed the other half of the elixir into the water, and wiped Fang Sheng's wound inside and outside with a towel dipped in water, which also helps to recover.

The earth dragon next to him couldn't help but feel shocked:

Who is this old guy? He can take care of his master so carefully?

He had never seen Zhou Tong care about anyone so much before.

Thinking about the life it has lived since it sold itself, how could it have thought that its owner would have such a warm side?

This is really no harm without comparison!

However, the sadness in his heart did not prevent him from showing his diligence: "Master, you can do this little thing yourself, so let Xiaolong do it."

As he spoke, he came over and wanted to take the towel from Zhou Tong's hand.

“No need.”

Zhou Tong waved his hand: "You are clumsy, it's better for me to come here in person."

He didn't think too much at this time.

Lao Fang suffered so much pain and so much sin because he suffered so much. What is it that he can simply help him deal with his injuries?

However, he didn't know that this action fell into the eyes of the earth dragon, which shocked the other party.

The perspective of Fang Sheng has become even more different.

It seems that the old man has a higher position in the master's heart than it expected, and he must not offend him in the future.

"oh"

It was not until midnight that under the influence of the spiritual medicine, Fang Sheng's injuries improved a lot and he finally woke up.

"Lao Fang, how do you feel?"

Zhou Tong, who had been by the bed and had not left, woke up immediately and hurriedly came forward.

"Master?"

Fang Sheng, who opened his eyes, saw Zhou Tong in front of him, and immediately widened his eyes and woke up suddenly.

"Master, are you okay? Where is this?"

He subconsciously struggled to get up, fearing that they were in the cell now.

It would be fine if he was just an old man, but even if he died, it would be no big deal. The eldest young master must not let those evil people from the Shushan Sect arrest him!

"Lao Fang, don't worry, we have escaped, it's safe here now."

Zhou Tong quickly comforted her voice: "Lying down first, your injuries have not healed yet. If you move too much, you can easily pull the wound."

"Escaped?"

Only then did Fang Sheng notice that what he was in now was no longer a dark and wet cell.

Instead, it is in a spacious and comfortable room.

Moreover, the wounds on his body have been bandaged, which obviously will not be the result of the kindness of the evil people in Shushan Sect.

"Master, you... have you become a god too?"

But Fang Sheng recalled the memories before he fell into a coma at this time.

He clearly remembered that Zhou Tong had broken out of the dungeon with him all the way, and flew to the evil men in Shushan.

Where can ordinary people have such skills?

If it weren't for the eldest master who had watched him grow up with his own eyes, he would almost think that he had recognized the wrong person.

"The gods are not yet known."

Zhou Tong smiled complacently and said with a stinky face: "I am just a cultivator now, but with my young master's talent, it will be a matter of time before I become a true god."

"Young Master, you actually..."

Fang Sheng was shocked and speechless.

He used to think that his young master always wanted to be a god.

But I didn't expect that he actually regarded it as a person.

Although Zhou Tong believed that he was not a god, he was just a cultivator.

But these words were automatically ignored by Fang Sheng.

After all, in the eyes of ordinary people like him, flying in the sky and hiding in the earth are all means only gods. What are they?

"Master, Madam, have you seen it? The ancestors of the Zhou family blessed, not only the second master, but now even the eldest master has made a fortune and has become a god. If you have spirits in heaven, you can feel at ease!"

"Lao Fang, what were you talking about?"

Seeing Fang Sheng's lips trembling as if he was muttering something, Zhou Tong couldn't help asking.

"Ah, no, nothing, I'm just happy, happy."

Zhou Tong nodded suspiciously.

I always feel like Lao Fang is hiding something from him.

But Fang Sheng said it vaguely when he muttered just now. No matter how good his ears are, he couldn't hear it clearly.

"Master, you have become a god now. Can we go home?"

"Um."

Zhou Tong nodded and said, "Let's stay here for two days first. When your injury is healed, we will set off and go home."

Now they have escaped more than 10,000 miles from Shushan. Even if the people from Shushan Sect want to chase them, they probably don’t know where to chase them, so it doesn’t matter how many days they stay.

"well."

Fang Sheng nodded excitedly.

This person is prone to homesickness when he gets old. He has long wanted to go back.

What's more, the eldest young master made a fortune and he couldn't wait to go back to the master's wife's grave to announce the good news.

The three of them stayed in the inn for another two days.

Two days later, Fang Sheng had recovered most of the time with Zhou Tong's sufficient supply of spiritual medicine, and his trauma was almost healed.

The three of them then bought a carriage and set off for Zhoutong's hometown.

On the way, Dilong, who was responsible for chasing the car, seemed to be in a good mood when he saw Zhou Tong and Fang Sheng talking and laughing in the car.

Then he asked carefully: "Master, this is no longer the Great Xia world, right?"

In fact, he has wanted to ask this question for a long time.

Since it was released from the spirit beast bag by Zhou Tong, it felt something was wrong.

Whether it is the concentration of spiritual energy in the world or the laws of the great way here, it is very different from the world of Daxia, making it feel like it is sensible.

Moreover, when people here talk on weekdays, they never mentioned the matter of the Great Xia Dynasty.

However, there are often countries like Tang and Song that they have never heard of before.

The more I think about it, the more I feel it is wrong.

"You just found out?"

Zhou Tong glanced at him with a smile, and just as he was in a good mood, he rarely said a few more words to it.

"This place is called the Earth Immortal Realm, which is my hometown. Don't talk to others about the Daxia world easily in the future, because most of the people here don't know that there are other worlds outside this world."

"Um."

The earth dragon nodded, and it also discovered this situation.

I have long heard that there are countless other big worlds outside the Great Xia world. In the past, it was just a legend, but I didn't expect it to be true.

When he has the opportunity to return to Daxia in the future, he will also talk about it and brag about other rural monsters.

The poor child thought he had come to one of the three thousand worlds outside the Great Xia world.

But I don’t know that I am actually no longer in the original dimension of time and space.
Chapter completed!