The battle of Wutong Mountain ended quietly, and a lot of blood was shed on the mountain, and many people were buried, but it did not set off any waves in the outside world.

Compared with the uproar of the four parties when Miyamoto issued the battle letter, the calm after the decisive battle was beyond ordinary people's imagination.

It seems that Ye Fan and Miyamoto have never made a move.

Two days later, on the top of the Nanling River, on the top floor of the three-story yacht, the nine-thousand-year-old sat on the ground, fluttering in white clothes, and stroked the guqin.

"The rivers and mountains are smiling, the smoke and rain are far away, and the waves are sweeping away the red and earthly world......

His expression was calm, his fingers were gentle, but he played a passionate song "A Laugh in the Sea".

The song not only made Jiang Hengdu's blood boil, but also made Ye Fan, who was invited to come, slightly surprised.

Nine thousand years old is not only skilled, but also musician-level.

At the end of the song, the nine thousand years old left the guqin with both hands, and then looked at Ye Fan with a smile:

"The battle of Wutong Mountain is over, but you have not made a name for yourself, do you know why?"

As he spoke, he took the teapot and tea leaves, and brewed them unhurriedly.

Ye Fan walked over with a smile: "I don't know, no, I should say I don't care." ”

"First, Miyamoto is dead, which is a shame for the Yang Kingdom. ”

Nine thousand years old skillfully scalding the teacup:

"A realm master who has been famous for decades has been killed by you, and spreading it will bring shame to the entire Yang Kingdom Martial Dao. ”

So the entire Yang Kingdom covered this matter at any cost, and announced to the public that on the eve of the decisive battle, Miyamoto Tajima Mamori suddenly went mad and died unexpectedly. ”

"Second, I kicked out Lu Qing, but it doesn't mean that the soft-boned people don't, out of emotional considerations on both sides, the Martial Arts Association will do its best to block this battle. ”

"Lu Qing is extremely resentful of you, and he doesn't want you to become famous. ”

Although this woman is hateful, I have to admit that she is a courtesan with good means, diverting everyone's attention through a celebrity cheating. ”

"Thirdly, and most importantly, I don't want you to be in the limelight. ”

He looked at Ye Fan and chuckled: "Do you know what my intentions are?"

"The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. ”

Ye Fan raised his head and replied: "I'm so young, in this battle, how much scenery I enjoy, how dangerous it will be." ”

"That's right!"

Nine thousand years old nodded approvingly: "At your age, you have entered the realm, and you dare not say that there is no one who will come later, but it is definitely unprecedented." ”

"Once this battle spreads, not only will countless people in the Yang Kingdom assassinate you at any cost, but the martial arts of the rest of the kingdom will only want you to die. ”

"A Tianjiao who became a master of the realm in his twenties is very likely to become a master of the realm in the future. ”

"This kind of demon in the Heavenly Realm, they will not allow it to appear casually, and they will join forces to suppress it at any cost every time. ”

"And now your foundation is not stable, your cultivation is not deep, and you can't tolerate too many mistakes. ”

"So this scenery is pressed first, and when your realm is stable, it's not too late to slowly emerge. ”

"You don't have to worry about Yamamoto's revenge, Miyamoto Danma Mamori just died, they don't have the courage to come to Shenzhou to make trouble for the time being. ”

"On top of that, I've set a challenge for six months, which is enough for them to keep their hands busy for half a year. ”

"The top ten Tianjiao are all future successors, all of them are like national treasures, and if one dies young, it will be turbulent. ”

He put a cup of tea in front of Ye Fan: "You have enough time to settle yourself." ”

Ye Fan nodded lightly: "Understood." ”

"So hard, so hard to win, but to give up this scenery ......"

Nine thousand years old fingers pinched a cup of tea: "Aren't you wronged?"

"There's nothing to be sorry about. ”

Ye Fan also took a sip of tea: "I don't have much feeling about fame, and my focus is not on martial arts." ”

"I would rather be a little doctor, marry a little wife, and live a down-to-earth market life. ”

"Fighting, killing, not what I want. ”

"So the more the battle of Wutong Mountain fades, the happier I become, and it's best that all the participants don't have this memory in their minds. ”

Ye Fan is very honest, if it weren't for the nine thousand years old to deal with Murong Sanqian impartially, and let him become the first envoy, Ye Fan would be ready to resign from the position of president after the decisive battle.

Now I decided to stay, firstly, to repay the nine-thousand-year-old acquaintance, and secondly, I hope to support Xue Ruyi and them.

Nine thousand years old laughed:

"Hahaha, it seems that we are really the same kind of people, and your thoughts are similar to those I did back then. ”

"I used to think that there are three acres of peach blossoms, two earth dogs, and a wife, working at sunrise and resting at sunset. ”

"Eating the fish I caught and drinking the wine I brewed, life is comfortable, nothing more. ”

His eyes were a little more lonely, as if he remembered the spring breeze blowing in the water town south of the Yangtze River, and remembered the pretty face of three thousand peach blossoms.

The peach blossoms are still the same, the spring breeze is still the same, but the Yiren are no more.

"Ah Xiu, you stand up to the sky, I go ashore barefoot, the sword swings the world, the corpse mountain and the sea of blood, and never retreats. ”

"Now, I am freshly dressed and angry, and I only press half the country with one hand, but you will never see you again......"

"Green silk is upright, ten miles of red makeup, when can I marry you and paint light eyebrows?"

Looking at the figure of the nine thousand years old standing up, and the faint whisper to himself, Ye Fan could clearly feel his pain, and he thought that the nine thousand years old was also a person with a story.

After a moment of melancholy, Jiu Chitose turned around again, and his face returned to lightness:

"Ye Fan, I can understand your thoughts, the peaceful days are really beautiful, but the trees want to be quiet and the wind does not stop. ”

"When you have a mastery of medicine and martial arts, your life is destined to be uneventful. ”

"Because in the face of bullying, in the face of shame, in the face of people around you being hurt, you can't endure it to the end as before. ”

"And if you want to resist, it will inevitably lead to even more brutal revenge. ”

"So you can only make yourself strong, make yourself high, so that you can overpower them, make them jealous, make them afraid, and protect the people around you. ”

He was like a person who had come over, and gently patted Ye Fan's shoulder: "People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves." ”

People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves?

Ye Fan was slightly stunned, and then sighed softly: "Understood." ”

Nine thousand years old's words made Ye Fan completely dispel the idea of leaving the Martial Alliance.

"Okay, let's not talk about that, I invite you here today, mainly because I want to have a good drink with you. ”

Jiuqiansui sat down with a smile: "Later, I will leave Nanling, and it will be half a year before we meet again." ”

Ye Fan asked curiously, "You want to go far away?"

"Go home. ”

The nine-thousand-year-old voice was soft: "Visiting an old man who has been sleeping for many years......"

Ye Fan stayed on the ship for most of the day, drank tea, ate, listened to songs, and finally got drunk.

It wasn't until dusk that he returned to the Flying Dragon Villa.

Parents and Su Xi'er had already returned from the Song family, so as soon as Ye Fan opened the door, Su Xi'er greeted her.

She boiled wine soup for Ye Fan, and wiped his face with a towel, like a considerate wife.

It's just that Ye Fan hasn't felt this tenderness yet, his ears moved slightly, and he heard a sob.

Then Ye Fan got up from the chair and gently pushed open the door of his parents' room.

At a glance, he saw Shen Biqin wiping tears with her mobile phone.

Ye Wujiu was on the side to appease.

Ye Fan's eyelids jumped and asked, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Shen Biqin subconsciously put away her mobile phone and waved her hand, indicating that she was fine.

Ye Fan walked in: "It's okay for you to cry like this?"

"Your mother is happy. ”

Ye Wujiu smiled: "Your grandmother is finally willing to let her go back and have a look......

Ye Fan fell down with a thud:

"Where did I come from?"