The white-haired old man looked at the high-spirited young man in front of him, and suddenly felt a little dazed, as if he had seen such a scene many years ago, and the young man in it was as stubborn as the man in front of him.
Just like when he was young.
"I can understand what you want to do," the white-haired old man said with emotion, while taking out two golden ribbons and an astrolabe from the rag bag around his waist, and handed them to Jiang Qingyun, "I also I can understand your eagerness and great desire to accomplish these things, but I cannot agree with it. I was also young and frivolous, and I once wielded a sword in the world. I thought that as long as young people in the world can do this, this The world of Zhongzhou should be the most perfect world in the world, but slowly I realized that many things cannot be accomplished in a hurry. They require many people, even many generations, to accumulate little by little and change little by little. Perhaps One day, we can have a completely different outcome."
He reached out and patted the back of Jiang Qingyun's hand, just like he had done with another young man back then, "In these years, you have grown up day by day. I have imagined countless times that if you come back again, At that time, I will never let your mother go down the mountain at such a naive and impulsive age. Even if she seems to have the power to protect herself, I will not let her go no matter what means I use. But now that I think about it, I will never let her go. I claim to have seen through the secrets of heaven, but I still cannot see through my own weak heart."
"Go do what you want to do," the white-haired old man's eyes were full of Jiang Qingyun, or a young man like her, "Grandpa only said the last sentence, if there is something you can do, even if there is only a glimmer of opportunity, If you do it, even if you die, I won't blame you. But if you want to force yourself to do something that cannot be done, grandpa cannot forgive you, because changing your fate against the will of God is something that people like us cannot do. Just remember it!"
Jiang Qingyun wanted to speak.
The white-haired old man raised his hand to stop her, "I know I can't control you. It seems that what I taught you since childhood is that I can't control you when you grow up. But you have to understand how many more years grandpa can live. ? Don’t let me experience another incident where a white-haired person gives a black-haired person a gift. Grandpa is also a human being, an ordinary person."
Jiang Qingyun pursed her lips, nodded heavily, and then turned around to leave, but heard another voice coming from behind her.
"If you die in battle, grandpa will have nothing to say. If you meet someone who makes it impossible for you to escape, just tell him that you are Yuan Tianshi's only relative," the white-haired old man said in a calm voice.
Jiang Qingyun turned around in surprise, "Grandpa, don't you never allow me to say..."
The white-haired old man had a gentle smile on his face, but the words that came out of his mouth were even colder than the Nine Nether Hells, "Just say, if he dares to hurt your life, Yuan Tianshi will kill everyone close to him. This is an oath for a person to destroy everything he cares about, to confine his soul to the depths of the earth's fire, and to suffer the pain of refining his soul for thousands of years..."
"Grandpa..." Jiang Qingyun was a little shocked and a little scared. She had never seen her only close relative in the world in front of her like this. Solemnly, it even felt like a farewell to her, "This battle , how could this be so?!"
The white-haired old man took a deep breath and looked at the sky. As if the sky were clear and white, he could see the stars all over the sky. "Now, at least in this part of the sky in the southern border of Hanzhou in the southwest, Grandpa can't see it clearly, not at all, but, I have a feeling, a feeling that someone like me, who has seen too many laws of heaven, may have a little feeling, that many, many people are going to die in this battle."
"The prefect of Li County wants to regain Heyu City, so why don't the three powerful sects of Nanyi not want to plot more cities while preserving Heyu City? For example, the nearby Zhaoshui City or even Shuanglong City?" The white-haired old man asked. The thick black wooden crutch in his hand pointed at the mountains in the south, "The ambition of a person or a demon is always proportional to the strength. When the prefect of Li County was serving as a hostage in Zhongjing City, he was just an ordinary person. Who would have thought that he could take over half of Hanzhou in the southwest in one battle between the princes? Then someone like him, after winning a few battles, would dare to think about taking Heyu City from the hands of the three powerful sects of Nanyi. Take it back, what can the leaders of the three powerful sects of Nanyi not dare to think about? Isn’t that what they are planning to do to leave the county? "
Jiang Qingyun nodded solemnly, "I will tell these words to the prefect of Li County.
He is young, but also smart. He is not a headstrong person who cannot listen to what others have to say. "
"Let it go. These words were not meant for him. Whether he listened or not, a few words won't change anything." The white-haired old man leaned on a cane and looked at the mountains in the south, like a twilight man. The old man is waiting for the return of his children and grandchildren, "I will not go south, but I can stand here for you where you stood before."
Jiang Qingyun looked ashamed, bit her lower lip, looked at the old man again, turned around and turned into a water-colored rainbow, heading towards the east, leaving only one sentence that echoed in this small canyon, "My grandpa , is the strongest person in the world, never weak..."
The white-haired old man chuckled when he heard this, shook his head, then sighed softly and closed his eyes, like a stone.
Silent and breathless, it is with these vast mountains.
Become one.
On the other side, Jiang Qingyun headed east, and in a moment's thought, she turned back halfway and headed north. Not long after, she landed on a dangerous peak protruding from the mountains.
This dangerous peak stands next to the river. It is very steep. The mountain faces the sun and is gentle in the wind. Houses and pavilions have been built one after another. Only where the buildings meet the mountains and fields can you see the unfinished structures.
Jiang Qingyun was extremely fast, but she did not fall anywhere else. Instead, she landed on the huge stone square with the words "Youxianmen" engraved on it. Almost immediately, four people spread out in four shapes, surrounding her.
"you
Who is it? ! "The only middle-aged female Taoist priest among the four asked with a solemn expression.
Jiang Qingyun didn't even look at the alert movements of the people around her. Instead, she looked somewhere in the mountain and said, "Wangchuan Sword Master Jiang Qingyun, please see the head of Youxian Sect."
The four of them looked at each other without letting down their guard.
On the other side, a shirtless Taoist priest suddenly jumped into the square and said to the people around him, "Don't be rude. It was this senior who saved the three of us in Nanshan Canyon just now. Put away your weapons quickly." When he saw the four people in the formation slowly retreating, he gave a deep salute to Jiang Qingyun and said, "Senior, don't be surprised. The Nanyi have been attacking in the past few days and their movements are strange. The disciples of the sect have been a little nervous. Senior, please come with me, Master." I had a fight with the Nanyi Demon earlier, I was injured a little, and I am adjusting my breath."
Jiang Qingyun nodded and followed the shirtless Taoist priest to somewhere on the mountainside. In a short time, he arrived at a shallow pavilion with a secret entrance.
There were disciples guarding the door of the pavilion. After passing the message inside, Jiang Qingyun and the two were able to enter. After entering, Jiang Qingyun discovered that the pavilion, which looked unremarkable from the outside, was actually something special inside. Most of the space was in the mountains. It is carved out of the body, with bright lights and smooth walls.
And deep in this cave, an old Taoist priest with a thin face and white hair and beard was sitting cross-legged. When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was Xian Youzi, the head of Youxian Sect.
