Old...senior...
Hearing this title, Lin Chongyang raised his eyebrows: "If I remember correctly, Brother Jiangnan is older than me."
"So what, I'm Tang Wenmengze's current chief, a serious young man with credentials."
As he said that, Jiang Nan Chunxin picked up the folding fan and opened it with a snap. The words "Grace comes first" on it were particularly conspicuous at this moment.
"I have been repeating the grade until now. If it weren't for the long-term friendship, Sanzao would probably be expelled."
I recall that when the two met, one was an ordinary Confucian scholar studying at De Feng Ancient Dao, and the other was the current chief minister studying at Tang Wen Mengze.
After so many years, Lin Chongyang not only succeeded him as the chief, he was even planning to step down a few years ago; and Jiangnan Chunxin was still the current chief of Tang Wenmengze. Even if this chief was only in name, it was still very outrageous.
But having said that, so far, except for You Ming Tongmeng who was adopted by the Immortal Spirit World, Tang Wenmengze has not had any particularly good students.
Those people in Lin Chongyang's memory were not born yet, let alone study in Tangwen Mengze.
Jiang Nan Harunshin retorted: "Then I don't care, even if others come to see it, I am younger."
It was impossible for him to become a senior then, and it is even more impossible now.
Lin Chongyang sighed, a trace of sadness appeared between his eyebrows, and his words were filled with emotion and a bit of desolation:
"Oh, so many years have gone by in the blink of an eye. I can't bear to accept old age."
Coupled with the two strands of snow-white hair, a sense of vicissitudes of life emerged from him, as if narrating the passage of time.
Seeing him like this, Jiang Nanchun's confidence froze and he hurriedly said:
"Brother Lin, don't get carried away, I'm just kidding."
As a forger, Jiangnan Chunxin also sent away many old friends. Many imitations in the warehouse have now become antiques and no one cares about them anymore.
Even though many of them were not actually famous, the weapons they used were weapons crafted by him.
In some aspects, he can sympathize with his friend's feelings. Over the years, the Confucian sect has actually made great sacrifices, including not only his friend's seniors, but also his descendants.
Because he worked on the Defeng Ancient Road, Jiang Nan Chunxin also visited the holy land. Each living person finally turned into a name engraved on the wall. How could it not make people sad.
He sighed in his heart: We shouldn't talk about such a heavy topic and make our friends sad.
"...!"
Then, he saw Lin Chongyang looking at him with interest.
"Brother Lin, you are kidding me, aren't you? You can even deceive someone as cheerful and optimistic as me, what's your conscience!"
Regarding this matter, Kaiwu Tiangong expressed strong condemnation, and in his words, he shifted the focus without leaving any trace.
"Ha~"
What answered him was a chuckle.
"dare you laugh!"
At this time, the sound of boiling water sounded, and Lin Chongyang lifted the teapot from the stove very calmly.
Then he took the teacup, poured the tea, pushed one of the teacups in front of Jiangnan Chunxin, and said leisurely: "Here, drink tea."
"Brother Lin, I am the boss."
"If you don't drink, you will regret it."
Their eyes faced each other, but neither gave in to the other.
immediately!
"Ha~"*2
Suddenly two chuckles broke the tit-for-tat atmosphere. Jiang Nanchunxin shook his head and picked up the tea cup:
"Looking back, time flies really fast. It must have been two thousand and sixty years."
It doesn't matter if he doesn't regret it in the end. As optimistic as he is, he never cares, but this is tea poured by a friend, so he will naturally not refuse it.
"Yes, it seems like it happened yesterday."
"If we keep talking like this, you and I will really become old men."
"It doesn't matter."
Although he said it was okay, he did not mention it again. Lin Chongyang also picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.
Just now, he had never deceived his friends. When he mentioned those past events, some emotions would always rise up unconsciously, but they were not as serious as shown.
In this world, it is a blessing to meet a friend with a cheerful personality.
In this way, Lin Chongyang followed Jiang Nan Chunxin's words, changed the topic cooperatively, and began to talk about some recent things that happened in the Southern Territory.
For example, there is an organization that I don’t know where it came from, and it is preparing to set up a large formation that I don’t know, and it wants to invade the heavenly orifice and earthly investigation guarded by the Sword Banished Immortal.
Then, as expected, he was discovered by Jian Banxian and traced back to the source. Naturally, he died in a very painful way.
Despite the calm appearance of the Southern Territory, in fact, it can be regarded as a microcosm of a difficult situation. For those conspirators with little experience, this place is very deep.
Let’s not talk about Xiang Liuya who is resident in Tang Wenmengze. Even the Lord of Haiyu, who is not very good at strategy, still has his good brother Ren Yunxing to help him take care of things, not to mention the all-rounder Jian Banxian.
It's just that Qitianren walks alone, but he can fight. After all, he is still a top five expert back then, so ordinary means can't really do anything to him.
Under this premise, there are still people who dare to covet the Tianqiao. Even Lin Chongyang is not sure whether to admire their courage or laugh at their stupidity.
As for this organization that was disposed of, he had some impressions, because in the future, there will be such an organization, after years of calculations, intending to complete the Youkong Formation and encroach on the Heavenly Aperture of Xuqiu, which is called Youxuanxuyuan.
However, all the hard work was in vain after seeking the skin of a tiger. Now he is killed in advance and does not deserve sympathy.
After all, the character of Sword Banished Immortal's friend is like this. He can kill you today, unless there are special circumstances that hinder his progress, or he has to consider the overall situation and everyone, otherwise it will not be postponed until tomorrow.
Very typical of being in a hurry and seizing the day.
"After this, the Southern Territory will truly become stable."
After listening to his friend's description, Lin Chongyang was completely relieved about the future of the Southern Territory.
You know, in another time and space, the Southern Territory can be called: the water is shallow and there are many turtles, the temple is small and the wind is strong, there are not many masters, and the hidden dangers are one after another.
Comparing the two, it is much better now. Even if it is called a paradise, it is not an exaggeration.
"Wait a minute, I heard Sword Exiled Immortal mention that you didn't seem to have eradicated the Yi Xianyi tribe at the beginning."
"There are still some old, young, sick and disabled. It would be easy to find them, but they are still useful."
"Forget it, let's just leave these things to you. No matter what my heart is, logistics is really suitable for me."
Mentioning the Yishangyi Clan, Lin Chongyang thought of what Xianzong Wuming had said before, about the six-eclipse Xuanyao dog jumping over the wall and choosing to connect to the deep world in advance.
He needs to discuss this matter with his friends later. The main fighting faction of the Yishangyi tribe was all destroyed in the Battle of the Five Summits. The remaining old, young, sick and disabled were not eradicated by them, but were transformed Xuankui Tuotian, named Yitianyu, protected and restrained him.
Now, maybe it's time to make this move.
