It was probably due to the pain in his bones that his soul moved slightly. Yun Zhong always felt that there seemed to be a surge of purple energy on Nangong Mountain. He thought of Wu Shuang who had not come out of seclusion for no reason, which made him look even more sad. At the mountain gate, someone passed a sword across several countries and knocked through the mountain gate formation. The leader of the Five Ultimate Skills came to the door with a child-like master. If it weren't for the old monk who was thousands of miles away, he performed one of the seven wonders of Buddhism. The wooden clams blocked the enemy, and Shui Junrong combined with a few Lancang Waters in Qiuhu Sword, slightly frightening the leader of the Five Ultimates back. I am afraid that Nangong Mountain has already been flattened.
But what kind of temperament does Wu Shuang have? He must have a grudge and retaliate with tooth for tooth. Now that he has broken through the five realms, he might seriously want to go to the person who used the sword or the leader of the Five Jue. If this is really the case, he might be killed by the Five Jue. Calculating, I suffered a big loss.
Although there is still an old woodcutter sitting in the mountain, but according to Wu Shuang's temperament, now that the situation is broken, even if the old woodcutter intends to stop it, he may not be able to do it. When the lake found a gap, the pain suddenly became violent. It was like a prairie fire in his belly, and it suddenly rose up. It was so loud that Yun Zhong was pressed firmly into the boat in an instant. The pain was continuous and it was difficult to get up.
Yan Jiaqing, who was standing on the shore, saw the young man looking up to the west from a distance, frowning without any trace. He calculated for a moment in the dark, but the smoky secrets were not removed. The matter related to Wu Shuang was still unclear, and there was no trace. Calculate whether the level is passed or not.
"It's strange. Originally, the movement of breaking through the barrier was very loud, but now it is so calm and gentle that no clues can be detected. On the contrary, this kid has something in his mind, and he is also very clever. He can cover up all the movement that crosses the five realms. , this kind of ability is really not easy." Yan Jiaqing took back his palms, but his brows were still not relaxed, but he was quite curious about how Wu Shuang could control the movements of the breaking season with his temperament, and he immediately shook his head and said to himself in relief.
"It's always uncomfortable to be targeted by the Five Jue. Given his temperament, he might want everyone in the world to know that he, Wu Shuang, was dealt with by the Five Jue together and was severely injured, but now he still steps forward with a sword. Although the Five Realms are a little late, they are still proud of themselves."
Madman walked in. His clothes were neat and tidy today. He had probably just washed off the dust all over his body. He squatted next to Yan Jiaqing and watched the waves of the lake flow. He didn't look like a Madman at all, but looked solemn.
"Brother, do you want to do business?"
The scholar calmly moved his eyes to the madman and chuckled twice, "No, there is nothing I want to buy. Mr. Yun has never taken a step to practice, so I will naturally not have any other thoughts. If you are a three-level person who is facing up, A capable person, I still have the heart to accept you as a dead soldier, but from the looks of it, you are not qualified yet."
"When I was young, I took the wrong path. I always wanted to stay in seclusion for three years, beat people to death, and fell into a crooked way. This caused the whole family to be in trouble, and everyone lost their lives at the hands of others. After many years of confusion, I finally figured out a lot. ," the man still squatted to the side, casually pulled out a reed to play with, looked at the boat in the middle of the lake in the distance, his expression was peaceful, and he was even more grateful, "It's also thanks to this young man, who said a little bit, when I went down. When practicing, I always feel that I am just a little bit closer to breaking through the barrier, a little bit closer to reaching a higher level, or a fish leaping over a dragon gate, or flying up a branch, but I forget that maybe it is just a little bit, and I might be able to stop someone. Half a lifetime.”
Who is Yan Jiaqing? After the man said these words, he immediately guessed something about the latter's past and raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
"Do you regret it?"
The man was shocked.
"It's a lie to say that I don't regret it. It's just a lie. But at that time, I was so obsessed with practice that I couldn't tell the difference between good and bad. The kind old man and his advanced realm always made people feel that they just picked up a master out of thin air and wanted to do everything. Everyone listened to what he said until today.”
Yan Jiaqing smiled and pointed at the young man in the lake, "So, that boy is also your master. Without his advice, you would still be ignorant and ignorant. Even if you die together, you will still be crazy. "
"Then you have to be as obedient as before. Only then will the deal be considered completed."
The man's face was full of struggle and tangle. He gritted his teeth and said nothing. He squeezed the reed in his hand, crushed the dried reed flowers and sprinkled them in front of him.
Yan Jiaqing turned around and left without any sloppiness.
"I ignored the lives of my family members and children and obeyed orders, but I ended up like this. Now that I am alone, I made a bet with you two. I am willing to give this deal a try."
The scholar didn't even turn his head, but a ray of yellow light flashed from his shoulder to the man's hand, "Who can't just say that? Open a hole in your chest, let the yellow rope penetrate into your heart, and hand over life and death to me. I will not do it again." Think about it and do me a favor by holding your nose."
"For a person like you, who doesn't care about the lives of his parents, wife and children, and gets himself into trouble, how can I believe that what you say is true?"
The man held the extremely thin yellow rope blankly, until Yan Jiaqing left and was no longer visible, then he slowly smiled wryly, knelt down in front of the lake bank, then threw the yellow rope aside, stood up quickly, and ran away. He also ran to the lakeside shack and closed the door tightly.
When the madman is not a madman, he calls him Ning Quan'an. Although his family is not a big family here, it is safe and prosperous after all. Old man Ning has been a fisherman and woodcutter for many years, and he still has a very exquisite ability to cut wooden objects. Many people on Taoyuan Island and Taoyuan Township know that Old Man Ning has such abilities. People from the village come to buy property all year round. Even though Old Man Ning has always been unwilling to accept silver, many people still come. Send some objects, or simply send good wood to the old man. In addition to buying ornaments and household items, all of them are given to old man Ning. Therefore, over the years, the family has never been short of money.
When Ning Quan'an was young, he learned the ability to swim and fish. In addition, he was good-looking and not long after he was born. He used his ability to marry one of the most beautiful girls in the village, and it took less than three years for him to marry her. I now have two sons, no worries and happy. If I had not found the golden slip with the practice method in the eye of the lake, I would probably have two sons by now.
After finding the slip from the stone pillar that suddenly appeared under the eye of the lake, Ning Quan'an was out of control. He practiced hard according to the instructions in the book every day. I don't know if it was because of his extraordinary talent or the scroll. The mysterious practice recorded in the book was that it took less than a year to break into the realm of empty thoughts and thoughts. However, no matter how hard the man practiced, he could not break into the three realms. He made no progress for two years in a row, so he became more and more anxious. , the family did not know this, but they often comforted Ning Quan'an, but the latter never told the truth.
Until an old man suddenly walked into the village and went straight to Ningquan'an's home. After briefly looking at a few people in the man's family, he seriously passed on the essence of Ningquan'an's practice to Ningquan. He practiced hard every day, and only the old man looked up with his head straight, showing great respect, so he simply built a new residence outside his house so that he could come and listen to his teachings from time to time.
But when Ningquan An returned from fishing that day, he saw a fire in his home for no reason. When he returned home, he found that the five people in his home were burned beyond recognition. When the village doctor came to lay him down, he said All five people accidentally ate poisonous fish, but the man clearly knew that there were few poisonous fish in this lake, and old man Ning had been fishing for many years. How could he not recognize the appearance of poisonous fish? In the heat of the moment, he was so mad that he passed away and never showed any signs of it again. Sanity.
The man silently walked into the shack, took out a burnt rattle from the corner, and shook it gently twice, only to hear a dull sound.
Ning Quan'an still remembers that in the light of the fire, he clearly saw the old man smiling, with an extra pocket on his back, and his figure disappearing in an instant.
Old Man Ning's hatchet was still standing on the edge of the shack. The man raised his hand to pick it up, and suddenly pierced it into his chest. Then he slowly stood up and walked from the shack to the lake shore. Letting the blood flow, he walked to the yellow rope. Approaching, unable to kneel down. Strangely enough, the yellow rope did not rush, but followed the man's footprints, sucking the blood into the rope, and then unhurriedly, it sank into the man's chest, and the injury healed as before.
"Since today, there is no Ning Quan'an. There is only one dead man under the Yellow Dragon Seat. Although he is only worthy of the third level, he can be used by me at least. This deal is done." A man walked out of the shack, dressed as a scholar. Carrying a yellow dragon on his shoulder, he calmly walked up to the man, holding a burnt black rattle in his hand. He squatted next to Ning Quan'an, shook the rattle twice, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.
"It's quite fun. It's rare to see this thing. I'm doing you a favor. It's a double benefit, but I still need to tell you the details about that old bastard first."
"That man once said that he hid in Nanshan, catching stars and eating dew." The man told the truth, but found that his heart was like an ancient well, without any waves, and even his tone was raw and numb.
Yan Jiaqing, who showed his true colors, nodded and sneered, "It's true what you said, but this blinding method is really not a brilliant ability. Although you are said to be of average talent in cultivation, your physique is rare. Probably everyone in the family has such a weird bloodline, otherwise Huang Long would definitely not be so interested, and he was probably attracted by others. I met the doctor in this village a few days ago, and according to what he said, Those five corpses look very much like members of your family, but they may not really have been buried in the flames."
"If there is an object that is useful to you, instead of letting it be destroyed, it is better to exchange the civet cat for the prince, and it can probably avoid the attention of the immortals in the world who think they have the right way. In this way, it is the most reasonable, but why didn't you also be destroyed? Take them away together. This is the question." The scholar put down the rattle, took out a cloth handkerchief from his arms, wrapped it up carefully, and put it into the man's arms, "Don't lose it. If you find it in the future, That old bastard can give his family an explanation."
The man took it dully, placed it carefully next to his heart, and bowed respectfully.
The scholar did not hide, but closed his eyes contentedly. The sky was clear and the clouds were light, and he missed the aroma of wine in the brewing shop.
