(God's perspective)
The rare dark night in the upper realm has passed, and Jian Shuhe and Yeyue Guishu have been paying attention to the situation in the lower realm.
They were sitting under a fairy tree in the upper realm, Jian Shuhe looked sad, and Yeyue Guishu beside them had a curious and sarcastic attitude.
Yeyue Guishu fanned his fan, and he looked at Jian Shuhe slightly sideways, "Are you thinking about something? It's about Duan Xiwu, right?"
Jian Shuhe didn't speak. He kept holding the pill that he couldn't take in his hand.
Yeyue Guishu turned to other topics when Shuhe ignored him.
"That must have happened a long time ago. It is said that a hundred years after the elixir of immortality came out, there was a young man who was looking for a way to reproduce the elixir of immortality on the Gu'ao continent.
However, he couldn't find the most accurate way. He could only complete one of immortality and immortality. In the end, he looked for a way and chose immortality.
The scholar once met this young man when he was at his lowest. At that time, he was very helpless. He kept learning from his teachers in order to save his life and the life of a frail old man.
Scholar I saw that this young man was really interesting, so I gave him a book on Taoism.
But the young man asked me in turn whether this classic could extend the lives of others. He told me that the old man he had been protecting had already left him. "
Yeyue Guishu was talking to himself, while Jian Shuhe on the side looked at Yeyue Guishu in surprise as this was probably the first time he heard such a thing.
Yeyue Qishu noticed that Jian Shuhe was looking at him, so he continued with more interest, "Human memory is very interesting, and the things that are important cannot be washed away in a thousand years, and the unimportant people will be blurred the next day. looks.
The scholar gave the young man a method, but he didn't know whether the young man succeeded in the end.
"
"What can you tell him?"
Jian Shuhe finally asked Xiang Yeyue Guishu.
"Oh, the scholar thought that the great Taoist Taoist would not pay attention to such boring stories." Yeyue Guishu used his landscape painting fan to block his mocking smile.
The sadness on Jian Shuhe's face did not disappear. He frowned and looked into Yeyue Qishu's eyes, "Some stories are boring to you, but they may become interesting stories to others."
"Interesting?" Yeyue Jishu laughed out loud, "Ha, is it possible that the great Taoist Guanyou finds this kind of story interesting?"
"..."
Jian Shuhe was finally offended by Ye Yue's strange book, and instead of being impulsive, he fell silent.
Yeyue Guishu is not something a mortal like him can deal with, and even if Duan Xiwu is here, he may not be able to compete with him.
Because this guy ate the immortal body of the God of War and became an immortal.
"Scholar, if you find it interesting, Taoist Taoist, just reluctantly continue telling it. Scholar, I am a storyteller. It is my duty to tell one or two things.
Even if there are no listeners, the scholar’s story will still continue to be told...
"
Yeyue Guishu continued to tell the previous story.
"Scholar, I told the young man that if he wants to save the old man's life, he should take someone else's life to save his life. But one can't just find someone to save his life. He must find those who have strong spiritual power and are full of natural aura. , let them practice magic, and finally use their bodies and magic to refine elixirs to extend people's lives.
If the flesh and blood of ordinary people were used, the lives of thousands of people would not be able to give one person a life span of a hundred years.
Because human life is the most worthless thing.
After that, the scholar and I never saw the poor young man again, but three months later, the scholar heard that a Taoist priest who had lived for a hundred years was recruiting disciples, and the disciples he recruited must also be people with strong spiritual power.
I don't know how many hundreds of years passed before I, the scholar, met the down-and-out young man again. The down-and-out young man had turned into a great Taoist priest, and was even called the "Guanyou Taoist" by the world.
The person that the down-and-out young man had been protecting also survived, but his old face would inevitably frighten ordinary people, so including the down-and-out young man, they all put on masks to face the world.
'Guanyou Taoist' only accepts two disciples every hundred years, and no one really knows what happened to those two disciples in the end. Since ancient times, ordinary people have been full of hatred for demons. Taoist priests have made great achievements in fighting demons. Naturally, ordinary people are also full of admiration for Taoist priests.
Therefore, it is the wish of many ordinary people to be able to become disciples of Taoist Guanyou and obtain the same immortality as him.
But who knows the darkness within it.
That down-and-out young man has always been honest, but how can the person he carefully protects? When this person found out how he got his immortality, he couldn't accept it.
The two started to quarrel, but the young man still protected the old man.
The old man changed his original mind, but the young man never changed.
Or maybe the scholar should say this, the old man was such a person when he was a child. As long as it was not done by him, he would let others burn, kill and loot. He just needs to be that saint.
Do you think so? Great Taoist Taoist? "
Yeyue Jishu looked at Jian Shuhe's gloomy face, and Jian Shuhe responded to his inquiry without hesitation.
"You are right, I am indeed this kind of person." Jianshuhe transformed into Jishifuchanghe, and the white sword light gradually became darker, "But..."
Jishifu Changhe danced a beautiful arc in the air, and soon turned back to the clear white light.
The haze in Jian Shuhe's eyes also faded, "But because of Xi Wu, I don't have to hide my true self, he knows me very well.
I am not a saint, but I have never been one. "
After Jianshuhe said these words, a gust of wind blew in the upper realm.
The conversation between the two ended after Yeyue Qishu smiled slightly.
Back at Duan Xiwu, he was thinking about how he would face Xiaojian Shuhe.
"Doctor Sha, I still have something I want to trouble you with."
"You said, I will help you in any way I can."
"This junior wants to use magic to make my aunt better. Furthermore, this junior also hopes that Dr. Sha can erase all my memories of this matter."
"...Okay, I'll help you."
"Junior, I would like to thank Dr. Sha."
Just when Xiaojian Shuhe and Duan Xi were not talking, the outside suddenly became lively.
Jian Shi's voice was the first to enter the room.
"What are you doing! My young master is still sick! You are all carrying sticks and forks, and it makes you uneasy!"
Then came the thick voice of a member of the family, "Get out of the way, this is the master's order! The master suspects that the eldest son is possessed by a demon spirit and wants to exorcise him!"
"Step aside!"
"If you don't get out of the way, we'll take you away too!"
In the end, Jian Shi still failed to stop the group of servants, and the door of Xiao Jian Shuhe's house was kicked open.
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