"Cause and effect..." Su Mo shook his head in a low voice, and the fear of karma and fate resurfaced in his heart, "We just watch quietly and don't affect him..."
He has a long time, he can wait slowly.
Waiting for the reunion with those old friends, all he has to do is wait for the man in white to die under the nine-day catastrophe.
Then he can come forward and return to them...
It is difficult to go up the river, but easy to go down the river.
Anyway, he has a long life...
However, what we need to know now is when it is.
"Let's go..." Su Mo stood up.
The Samsara Mirror floated beside Su Mo, and then he saw the ink pen on Su Mo's hair.
It slowly flew to Su Mo's hair, wrapped around Su Mo's hair tie, and stuck closely to the Cangsheng pen...
It seems like it should stay here!
"Where to go?" Xuanji asked.
Su Mo rolled up the little mystery, and in the shining golden light, the two of them disappeared in the same place...
"Go find a scholar, he is also a sage in this world..."
Confucian sage!
Su Mo wanted to find the Confucian Sage, the man who changed the pattern of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
Perhaps, he knows what year it is.
Confucian sage's layout, one move lasts for ten thousand years...
...
In the human tavern, there is a lot of fun.
Whenever passers-by smell the aroma of the wine, they can't help but want to come in and take a sip.
On the second floor of the tavern, there is a high table on a high platform.
Behind the high table, there was a twilight old man. He held a gavel in his hand and slapped it on the table. He danced and began to tell a story.
"The book mentioned in the last chapter: The supreme phoenix of the demon world spreads its wings in the sky, and its wings spread thousands of miles. It easily killed the culprit who violated the demon world..."
"There are many stars in the sky and the moon is unclear. There are many people on the ground who are unhappy. There are many birds in the trees and their voices are mixed. There are many fish in the river and the water is unclear. After the letter is finished, let's listen later..."
The old storyteller waved a feather fan lightly in his hand, and what he said seemed as if he had seen it with his own eyes.
All the drunkards and teagoers in the audience were mesmerized by what they heard.
Things in this world seem too boring, and it seems that listening to books is the only way to spend my spare time...
As the old storyteller spoke, he looked towards the stairs of the restaurant with his peripheral vision.
On the stairs, a man in white clothes and white hair who looked a little weathered was slowly walking up.
The man in white held a little boy in his hand and found a place to sit down.
The old storyteller seemed to think that this man's face was unfamiliar, but he didn't think much about it. He just felt that this young man had an extraordinary bearing...
Su Mo and Xiao Xuanji sat quietly at a wine table by the window. Xiao Xuanji looked around and felt that this human world was more interesting than the fairyland.
There is a smell of fireworks here that is not found in the fairyland...
Su Mo called the waiter, ordered food and drinks, and waited quietly.
"Senior brother, is this the human world?" Xiao Xuanji asked.
Su Mo nodded and looked out the window, looking confused and desolate.
"This is the human world!"
Xiao Xuanji looked at everything in his eyes curiously, and couldn't help but murmured: "The world is so wonderful..."
Su Mo turned to look at Xiao Xuanji, and shook his head as if admonishing, "Don't be too attached to the human world, it will make it difficult for you to become a god!"
Xiao Xuanji's realm has reached Yuanying. At his age, this realm is already the last song in the world.
However, Su Mo himself had suffered from the matter of becoming a god.
I don’t want Xiao Xuanji to follow his old path.
He now also knew through Xiao Xuanji's words that he was actually a disciple of Tianji's lineage and was Xiao Xuanji's real senior brother.
Xiao Xuanji has now become Su Mo's only companion in Jiutian...
After hearing Su Mo's warning, Xiao Xuanji immediately nodded sensibly, but still felt that the world was good in his heart.
At least it's better than Fairyland...
Not long after, the waiter came to Su Mo and Xuanji's table with wine and food, and humbly placed the wine and food on the table, "My lord, eat well and drink well."
Looking at the waiter who was about to leave, Su Mo called out, "Brother Xiaoer..."
The waiter was stunned for a moment, then smiled and asked, "What else do you have to say, sir?"
"Do you know the Confucian sage?" Su Mo asked.
The waiter looked at Su Mo, frowned slowly and shook his head, "I've never heard of it. I wonder if the Confucian sage mentioned by the guest officer is a title from the world or a name?"
Su Mo sighed and waved his hand.
The waiter immediately stepped back with a smile, but before leaving, the waiter said: "If you want to know about cultivating immortals, you can ask our shopkeeper."
The shopkeeper he mentioned was the old storyteller.
Su Mo sighed and nodded, his interest waning...
Xiao Xuanji looked at Su Mo's depressed expression and immediately said, "Senior brother, don't be discouraged. As long as he is here, we can always find him, right?"
Su Mo's spiritual thoughts did not find any familiar aura in Jiutian, nor did he find the Confucian sage.
So I can only use this relatively 'stupid' method and ask everywhere...
But along the way, no one in this world has ever heard of the word 'Confucian sage'!
It seems that Confucian sages never existed.
Now, what age are you?
Suddenly, a voice from the next table came to Su Mo's ears, "Are you looking for a Confucian sage?"
Su Mo turned around and saw that they were a couple.
The woman is as elegant as a fairy, while the man is free from dust and easy-going.
Both of them seemed to be very interested in what Su Mo said. The woman looked at Su Mo curiously and repeated, "Are you looking for a Confucian sage?"
Su Mo looked at the two people and nodded gently, "Do you know?"
The woman and the man looked at each other, smiled, and shook their heads, "I have never heard of anyone who dares to be called a 'saint'. I think he probably doesn't exist in this world."
"If there really is such a person, we should have heard of it."
The woman and the man seemed to be very confident in their words, and seemed to express their extraordinary identities.
Su Mo looked at the two of them and finally nodded.
He did not use his spiritual thoughts to investigate the two of them, and he did not feel any malice on these two people.
There is no idea of prying into people's secrets...
However, no one in the world has heard of the name of Confucian sage, so has Confucian sage not been born yet?
Or, not yet sanctified?
The storyteller on the high platform continued: "It is said that after this incident, the Supreme Lord of the Demon Realm gave up and left all the matters of the Demon Realm behind, and no one knows his whereabouts..."
"Some people speculate that she is practicing in seclusion, while others speculate that she has returned to her phoenix nest."
"But in my opinion, it is very likely that he is living in seclusion with the human emperor..."
The man at the table next to Su Mo was drinking tea. When he heard the old storyteller's words, he couldn't help coughing twice...
The man's behavior attracted the woman's angry gaze.
The man immediately sat upright, pointed helplessly at the warm wine in the cup, blinked twice, and said, "It's too hot."
The woman rolled her eyes helplessly and looked at Xiang Su Mo curiously.
The man immediately stared at the desolate-looking Su Mo with amusement, his expression unkind...
