Sword of Coming

People's hearts are the same.

After autumn, Zheng Dafeng felt a little sad.

Basking in the warm autumn sun, Zheng Dafeng lowered his head and glanced at his crotch, feeling even more worried. He always felt sorry for his little brother. Could it be that he really had to transform from a handsome young bachelor to an old bachelor?

Unexpectedly, he thought that on the street outside Chenchen Pharmacy, the woman who finally claimed to be surnamed Jiang could weigh as much as two Zheng Dafeng. Zheng Dafeng was startled. She is a good girl, but some things cannot be dealt with by turning off the lights. Yes, for such a big girl, no matter how good-natured she is, no matter how willing she is to be friends, Zheng Dafeng would rather mistreat his little brother than himself!

Just when Zheng Dafeng was feeling guilty about his own thoughts and about Miss Jiang, today Ruan Qiong suddenly appeared in the backyard of the medicine shop. For the first time, Old Man Yang did not smoke dry cigarettes. He was taking a nap in the sun with his eyelids open. He glanced at Ruan Qiong and said, "A rare guest."

Ruan Qiong carried two bottles of wine and raised his arms.

Old Man Yang shook his head and said with a smile: "I don't like this one."

Ruan Qiong moved a bench and sat across from the main house, separated from Old Man Yang by a courtyard.

Old Man Yang asked: "It's rare that Saint Ruan is restless. Why are you worried about Ruan Xiu?"

Ruan Qiong nodded.

Old Man Yang rarely joked, "Is it that difficult to accept Chen Ping'an as your son-in-law?"

Ruan Qiong took a sip of wine and said, "Chen Pingan is not a bad person. Although I don't want to accept him as a disciple, I definitely recognize Chen Pingan's character. If Ruan Xiu is not Ruan Xiu, but is an ordinary girl, then she will I went with her. Maybe... I will often have a drink with this son-in-law, which is not a bad idea. And I don’t have to worry about my daughter being wronged. I am only worried that my daughter will be too overbearing and my son-in-law will run away. But I My daughter is Xiuxiu."

Old Man Yang nodded, "Things are great, but there are worries. I can understand."

Ruan Qiong drank a veritable cup of sorrowful wine. After taking a big gulp of wine, he wiped his mouth and said dullly: "Because the old Shenjun had talked about it before, I can guess a little bit about Cui Han's general plan this time. , but I can’t guess the specific sinister intentions, the interlocking and elaborate settings. This is not my strong point, and I don’t bother to think about it. However, when it comes to spiritual practice, the most taboo is to be sloppy. My family Xiu Xiu , if it gets deeper and deeper, something will happen sooner or later, so I let Xiuxiu go to Shujian Lake this time."

Old Man Yang said: "If you are willing to give in, Cui Chan, a very smart person, will definitely repay the favor, don't worry. He will do things beautifully and seamlessly, at least it will not be counterproductive."

At this point, Old Man Yang smiled slightly, as if he remembered something, "Repay a favor with a peach, and the peach is stiff with plum. Well, it's a bit chewy. As for chewing it, it tastes like coptis or sugar water, it depends on the person."

Ruan Qiong also doesn't bother with such riddles. Let alone him, I am afraid that except for Qi Jingchun, all the three religious figures who sit in Lizhu Cave will not be able to guess what this old god is thinking and planning. What you want. Ruan Qiong never engages in unnecessary competition. He is already busy enough in making iron and swords during his good days, but he also has to worry about Xiu Xiu's future. How can he have so much free time to fight with others.

Old Man Yang just said casually and returned to the topic, "If you want to make a break, you can use Gu Can of Mubo Alley and the unknown plan of the embroidered tiger to create a gap between Ruan Xiu and Chen Ping'an. The clearer the two people's minds, the more they like to fight against each other. When they are stubborn, flaws as big as sesame seeds will become bigger than the sky. So I didn't stop Ruan Xiu from leaving Longquan County. This is also the common behavior of you, Ruan Qiong, as a father. "

Ruan Qiong sighed for no reason, "This Cui Han is really amazing."

He, Ruan Qiong, hoped that his daughter Ruan Xiu would stop worrying about the love between men and women and practice cultivation with peace of mind. Enter the upper five realms as soon as possible, and at least have the power to protect yourself first.

If you want to sleep, someone will hand you a pillow.

Ruan Qiong had no contact with Cui Chan, and Cui Chan didn't even hint at anything.

Ruan Qiong volunteered to join the chessboard and became one of Cui Qiong's chess pieces together with his daughter Ruan Qiong.

This is Cui Chan's precise calculation and correct prediction in people's hearts. This is the chess power of a national player outside the chessboard.

Old Man Yang smiled and said: "Don't think that the first disciple of the literary saint in the past is not a root. Half of the rules of the three-fourth war that determined the cultural trend of the entire Haoran world were set by Cui Chan. What do you think? Could it be awesome? But at that time, Cui Han was already frightened and a little guilty. It was very hard to hide here and there, not daring to show up for life and death, so he lost the last chance to repair the relationship between master and disciple. Of course, this Perhaps it is an invisible protection given by the Wen Sage to Cui Han. You see, my eldest disciple has deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors. He is even more like a lost dog than the sage master was. You, the sub-sage lineage, have the nerve to treat him. Are you pestering us endlessly? Aren’t you yourselves clamoring for compassion? Then treat Cui Han like a fart. So Cui Han ran to our Aquarius Island safe and sound. Ruan Qiong, don’t look at me like that. , this kind of rogue thing can be done by a literary saint. So there are so many accompanying saints, I only think this gentleman is more pleasing to my eye. "

Ruan Qiong twitched the corner of his mouth, "A scholar's twisted intestines are probably more winding than all the mountains in the world."

Old Man Yang chuckled and said: "In addition, the Taoist Qingming World, the Buddhist Lotus World, and the Demon Clan's Barbaric World are all incomparable."

For the first time, Ruan Qiong felt that drinking and chatting with this old god was much better than expected. Can he come here more often in the future? Anyway, she didn't want to stay in college, so even if she stayed with her, she wouldn't trust him as her father. Every time she thought of this, Ruan Qiong wished she could open a wine shop in a small town, so as not to have to go to that shop to buy wine every time. , but also to flatter and make fun of a market woman.

After Ruan Qiong left, Zheng Dafeng walked into the backyard.

As an apprentice, the first thing Zheng Dafeng did when he returned to the town was of course to visit his master.

That meeting was the first time in his life that Zheng Dafeng dared to look at Old Man Yang, and calmly said some treacherous words. For example, even if he had no future in this life, he would either continue to make a living at the inn, or go to Chen Ping'an. Luo Luo Shan continued to be a gatekeeper, and he, Zheng Dafeng, didn't feel any shame. He was safe and sound, which was good.

Old man Yang was just puffing away his words, neither saying good things nor cursing.

After Zheng Dafeng finished speaking what was in his heart, he left the backyard of the drug store. Although he still felt a little guilty, he felt more relaxed than ever before.

Then I felt a little ridiculous. Even though I was an eighth-level martial artist, I didn't dare to talk to my master like this. Every time I spoke, my master never spoke more than ten words. Zheng Dafeng was afraid that his master would mistakenly think that he was a broken man and look down on him. Just thinking about it, Zheng Dafeng thought it would be a good idea to stay in the small town and come to the drug store every now and then to look for the old man, regardless of whether the old man would be annoyed by him.

Zheng Dafeng entered the backyard and sat on the bench without saying anything. He planned to sit with his master for a while and then leave.

Although he had been holding back his words, Zheng Dafeng knew clearly about his master's temper. As long as he made a decision, no one in the world, let alone Li Er, could change his master's mind.

Old man Yang smoked a dry cigarette, blew out a smoke ring, and said slowly: "Didn't I bring a cigarette stick with me when I went home? Why did I throw it away? Isn't it shameful?"

Zheng Dafeng was struck by thunder and was so burnt on the outside that he was tender on the inside. The first thing he did was to break his fingers and said in surprise: "Master, you said twenty-two words in one breath today!"

Old Man Yang asked: "A disciple who doesn't dare to look at his master when he sees him is worthy of being a master. How many words can you say? Were you worthy back then?"

Zheng Dafeng sat upright and said, "It is the disciple who has let the master down."

Old Man Yang's next words were as harsh and harsh as ever, "If you don't have hope, how can you be disappointed?"

Eight words.

This was the most normal conversation between master and disciple before Zheng Dafeng left his hometown.

Zheng Dafeng didn't feel aggrieved, he was still quite happy. Adding these eight words, Master has already spoken thirty words today. When he sees Li Er in the future, he must brag about it!

Old Yang reached out and threw it away. It was the cigarette rod that Zheng Dafeng had secretly left outside the town. Zheng Dafeng took it in his hand and found that it was even filled with tobacco.

Old Man Yang said: "I just want to ask you one thing, do other people deserve to be plotted by Cui Han like this?"

Zheng Dafeng sighed, rubbed his fingers casually, and lit the tobacco. He still has this ability now.

Old Man Yang said: "If Chen Pingan had not been shattered, he would have had the qualifications of an Earth Immortal, good or bad, just not top-notch. Now Chen Pingan's heart has been broken, and his future as a Qi practitioner has been ruined. There is a path to martial arts, but the worst thing is that you will be completely disheartened and become a lost rich man in Luopo Mountain who lives a stable life. What's wrong with that?"

Both the master and the disciple were puffing away, and Zheng Dafeng suddenly said: "This is not good."

Old Man Yang sneered: "Oh?"

Zheng Dafeng raised his head and mustered up the courage to say, "He is Chen Pingan!"

Old Man Yang knocked on the cigarette rod on the steps and said casually: "The real key to choosing Chen Ping'an was Qi Jingchun's words, which moved that existence. Do you really think that he chose to bet on that one?" Chen Ping’an’s qualifications, temperament, talent and circumstances?”

Zheng Dafeng responded tit for tat, "Will Qi Jingchun choose Ma Kuxuan or Xie Jiameier to convince that existence? I think Qi Jingchun is embarrassed to say this! So according to Chen Pingan's theory, he wants to find out a result Anyway, we have to go back step by step. Qi Jingchun's words are of course crucial, but can we ignore Chen Pingan's qualifications, temperament, talent and circumstances? When I went out, I became more and more aware of the world outside. It turns out that they believe in suffering in the world more than the people in the small town. As long as someone is rewarded, it is no longer suffering. Those long sufferings in suffering, the ups and downs of people's hearts, it turns out that they can't compare to a realm and a world in their eyes. A magic weapon, a flying sword, and an opportunity."

Old Man Yang smiled, his eyes cold, "Are these fools worthy of you and me talking about them? A group of ants are fighting for the crumbs of food. How do you talk to them? Lie on the ground and talk to them? Look. When I come to you for this long trip, I really feel more alive and come back."

Zheng Dafeng smiled playfully and quickly changed the subject, "Master has staked a lot on Chen Pingan, so you are not worried about losing all your money?"

Old Man Yang shook his head and said, "You have poor vision and if you lose money in business, don't blame heaven and earth."