Until the extremely young boy split into two from the cloud, one shoe slowly dissipated, and the other fell into the cloud. The four people on the building all looked as gloomy as water.
"That kid still couldn't escape after all." The blue-faced man's forehead had veins pulsing, "They say he has the most talent in swordsmanship in a hundred years, but I feel that even if it takes five hundred years, he will never be able to produce such a rare young man. , but still stopped at the juncture of breaking through the six realms, causing people to destroy the Daoji and extract the soul, leaving only the remnant soul of the Dao to meet you and me."
"You guys, although Mr. Ruan is a bit frivolous, but to us old men who are becoming increasingly decadent, he is both a junior and a close friend, and yet his soul is shattered in front of us and ends up in such a miserable end." The man covered his sleeves He was tumbling incessantly and his eyes were extremely angry.
"Don't you think an old face was slapped so loudly?"
The stooped old man shook his head helplessly, knocked the crutch in his hand on the ground, and sighed slowly, "Brother Dongyan, please be patient, don't blame him for his years of practice; Ruan Xiaozi's account can only be calculated over and over again. We have a few old bones to ask for, but now if we really can’t stop leaking traces and can’t save our lives, what will happen to the younger practitioners in the world?”
After a long time, the green-faced man loosened his fists, calmed down his mind, turned around and asked the man in yellow robe, "Brother Nanyang, among the few of us, you have the best eyesight. Just now, the boy Ruan attached I guess you have an idea of what the talent of that young man is, so you might as well tell us about it."
The man in the yellow robe was helpless, "Why did Dong Yan come to ask me? Even if my eyesight is better than that of the three brothers, that young man can only see the second realm of cultivation, how can he hide it from you? Just talk about the meridians. It's so different, even worse than when Ruan Xiaozi first met me and the others. Although the Qiuhu divine intention has already sunk into his Dantian, I hope he can catch up with Ruan Xiaozi's state in the future. I’m afraid we have to wait for decades more.”
"You can't say it like that," the hunched old man took over. "I think back when Ruan Xiaozi had not yet created the magic door, his meridians were as chaotic as weeds, but later he was forced to open a path to the sky. Come on, since that young man has inherited the mantle, I think I can slowly correct the meridians."
"That's right. It's only been a few decades, but who can imagine what that person's movements are like? What's the use of asking that kid to cultivate to the fifth or even sixth realm," the green-faced man said deeply He frowned deeply and said, "This world is just a fertile medicinal field. If the medicinal farmers don't remove it for a day, no matter if you cultivate to the fifth realm or the sixth realm, you will never escape the end of being grabbed by others. You can't escape. Only The four of us are forced to stay here and escape endless disasters."
For example, grass and mustard hide in the earth and rocks.
Even the green-faced man never said this, but the four people in the building knew it well.
The reason why the five realms in the world are safe and powerful is not because of their powerful methods, but because they are still not in the eyes of medicine farmers.
"You guys are going to have a good life and practice. There is no need to think too much." The man waved his hand and picked up a bottle of wine alone. "Just let me rest for a while. Mr. Ruan has already ascended to heaven. I can't agree with what God wants." Everyone, please leave."
The other three people all lowered their eyebrows, sighed, and left.
On the balcony, only the green-faced man was left pouring himself a drink.
There was just a man sitting across from me, and there was a full glass of wine on the table.
A hundred miles away from Nangong Mountain, there was a very handsome woman who had just been found in an inn. Seeing that the woman was very well-born, the little accountant naturally went up to her to say a few words, even if she just smelled the fragrant fragrance twice more. Excellent, compared to the taste of being a wanderer and a wanderer, it is always much more stable and fragrant.
But the woman was still smiling and smiling just now, but now she frowned. She immediately stepped out of the inn, put one foot on the lantern on the second floor of the inn, and looked towards Nangong Mountain.
But I saw the mountains in the distance. Nangong Mountain was almost cut in half, but it still stood tall.
"It's true that the three unique skills came out together, and Nangong Mountain has not been wiped out. It's really interesting." The woman's red lips slightly raised, "But I don't know how deep the background is. It can make that person return without success. He is really a slave." This time I made a mistake."
The little cashier had just boasted proudly to the woman that this inn was one of the best in Yizhangnan. If he told the innkeeper, he would only need to pay 70% of the silver to stay there, with free food and drinks.
In fact, the little accountant also had some selfish motives. Seeing that he was about to turn 30, there was still no girl who liked him, so the matter of getting married became a worry. Now that the woman was beautiful, she didn't mean to look down on him, so the accountant started to think. It would be a really good thing to take advantage of this opportunity to think about it, just in case a marriage can be negotiated.
Therefore, it is not considered a loss to tell a few lies and use some money to make up for the other 30% of the money.
But now the small accountant saw the woman's figure flash and chased him out the door, only to find that the woman was swaying with the lantern. He only stepped on it with one foot, holding the willows in the wind. At any time, his mind became cold, and his shoulders also drooped, and his heart Sighing.
He was just a poor cashier in an inn. How could he get such a blessing to marry such a skilled woman from the world?
But then the woman on the lantern spoke, her voice like pearls falling to the ground, "Little accountant, why don't you come and work with me? You can't earn much money in this world all day long, let alone get a wife. In my sect, at least for twenty years, I can allow you seventy or eighty taels of silver. Even if you retire in the future, you can still earn two wives and concubines, how good is that?"
The sky was turning dusk, and the lanterns had already been lit. The accountant, who was already quite young, looked up blankly, and saw that the woman's thin skirt was reflected by the lantern. It seemed that she could see a pair of slender jade chopsticks under the skirt. She couldn't help but blush, but Perhaps there was still a trace of hope, so he hurriedly responded, "If the girl really wants to be with me, then of course I won't get it."
The little accountant had gone to school and learned many articles from his husband, but in front of his eyes, the lantern was dimly lit and the woman was smiling, and he could only utter these nineteen words.
"Chen Xiaoshuang, the owner of the earth building," the woman fell down and stretched out her hand to the small accounting room, "we have a good fate."
The little accountant was about to salute, but he found a small ink stain on his palm. He quickly rubbed it on his clothes again and again, but still didn't dare to touch the woman's palm. He just responded with a trembling voice, "Shang Ru Inn Lu Luo Qiao , um, your hands and feet are clumsy, please take care of me more in the future."
But the woman's lips curled up slightly, she took a step closer, grabbed the small accountant's right hand and said, "How do you know I'm not going to sell you to the Imperial City to sing and drink with you all day long?"
The accountant's face turned red, and he held back his words for a long time, "When I was studying, my classmates said that I didn't understand the five tones and could only stretch my neck and recite. Maybe a girl wouldn't be like this."
The woman clapped her hands and laughed.
Then he touched the soft palm of the small counting house and asked narrowly.
"Are my hands slippery?"
