Li Yuanhao rolled up his sleeves, went to the crook of his arm, felt that the weather was a little cold, and faded downward, before reaching his forearm, he took out a wooden comb from the burden salute, and carefully took care of the old naughty's hair and beard: "Old man Huang, do you say that the old naughty's hair will be as hard as a stone, my scissors go down, the hair is not broken, and the scissors are broken first?"

"The imagination is rich, and the old urchin is not a monster. Huang Chunfeng said lightly.

Combing his hair and beard, Li Yuanhao pressed the old naughty's head into the basin and rubbed it vigorously: "Old man Huang, the old naughty boy will beat me when he sees that his hair and beard are gone tomorrow morning?"

"That's hard to say, whoever can guess his mind is a god. Huang Chunfeng sat at the bonfire, drinking a drink that didn't smell at all, and glanced at Li Yuanhao, who was no different from ordinary girls: "You can go to the hall, go down to the kitchen, and personally wash the hair and shave the beard of the old naughty boy, there should be no emperor like you since ancient times." ”

After washing his hair, Li Yuanhao smiled, did not feel anything wrong, pressed the old naughty boy's ear, rubbed it vigorously with soap, washed his neck well, poured a basin of water, the water flowed down his hair, and the sloppy and dirty number one in the world finally looked a little: "Actually, I have never understood what an emperor should do to be a qualified emperor? Cold, ruthless, domineering, unpredictable, no one is allowed to touch his bottom line?" Perhaps because there are no constraints, standing at the pinnacle of power, the emperor can be what others want to do but can't, but there is less freedom. Old man Huang, I've been thinking about it, if an emperor loses his identity as an emperor, what is he? He should be a person, not a flood beast, not a Da Luo Jin Xian, a person with only hands and feet, a head, a mouth, and also eat and sleep, and his most basic needs are no different from others. ”

Li Yuanhao picked up the scissors, and with a click, a strand of the old naughty boy's hair fell to the ground: "Any beautification and ugliness is a cover-up, and the ultimate belonging of the emperor should be a person." In ancient times, many emperors showed their human side, and these human natures or goodwill ran through their lives. Emperor Liu Hong of the Han Dynasty likes to do business, Tang Xuanzong likes to compose and sing, Tang Zhuangzong likes to wrestle, Cao Pi likes to ride and shoot poetry, and Li Yu, the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty, likes to paint and calligraphy. ”

At first glance, it sounds like a fallacious theory, but when you think about it, there is a little bit of truth. Huang Chunfeng suddenly relaxed, no longer in various Buddhist sitting postures, but lazily leaning on the stone behind him, baked hot by the bonfire, the wine sword fairy is like an old man sitting in the sun at the head of the village: "Girl, change the topic, the topic about the emperor is too boring." ”

Although he was often scolded, Jiu Jianxian enjoyed the time with the Northern Wei Emperor teasing each other, especially before doing that thing, this kind of time became less and less.

Li Yuanhao stopped the scissors, tilted his head and thought about it, his eyes suddenly bent into a crescent moon: "Old man Huang, what happened to the wind and snow between you and the previous generation of Shenji Pavilion Masters? ”

Huang Chunfeng looked at the crescent moon hanging at the end of the sycamore: "It's not too early, let's rest early." ”

Saying that, he was about to get up and get into the carriage, His Majesty the Emperor talked to death, and if he continued to talk, it would be an awkward chat, it was really boring, and the head of the three mustaches was ready to go into the car to sleep.

"Don't, don't, old man Huang, let's change the topic again, change it again. ”

In the mountains and wilderness, the breeze and the cold moon, the time on the sycamore head in such a month is a good time to chat, how can you rest.

Huang Chunfeng retreated and leaned back against the stone: "The topic is still up to you." ”

Li Yuanhao took care of the old naughty boy's hair, tied up a bun, and cut off the old naughty boy's beard: "Yes, old man Huang, what kind of realm am I now?" After one night and nine realms, I can clearly feel the improvement of the realm, but with the passage of time, this feeling is hazy and blurry, so that I am often confused, I don't know whether I am moving forward or backward, in the past, practicing martial arts is like mountaineering, the mountain is high, but I can clearly know that I am climbing upward, now it is like the sea swimming, I only know how to row forward, but I don't know whether the direction is right. ”

Huang Chunfeng glanced at Li Yuanhao up and down, tightened his clothes, and the wine sword fairy did not circulate his breath to resist the cold, so he felt a little cold at this time: "This is the sequelae, girl, you didn't listen to the old man's persuasion in your early years, insisted on going your own way, and the realm of nine products in one night, it seems to be enjoyable, but you have never experienced the step-by-step climbing on the road of cultivation, but you have seen the scenery in the sky, this is the cause in the cycle of cause and effect, as for the result, there is no sense of direction, you have entered the whirlpool, and you are a little against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat." But you don't have to care, in the old man's opinion, in two years, your realm has become more and more chaotic, but your combat power has gradually improved, and you can be regarded as the first person in the Nine Rank Realm, and it seems that the people who died in your hands are all heavenly people above the Nine Grades. ”

Wiped Liu Baitong's face with a warm towel, and Li Yuanhao used the remaining warm water to clean his hands: "Old man Huang, I heard that between the battle of life and death, there is a lot of understanding, can I cross the threshold of Jiupin and Heaven and Man and walk to the realm of Heaven and Man by fighting and raising war." ”

"Why? Seeing that everyone in the Sage Academy has unique skills, I am afraid that I will not be able to defeat them in the future, and I want to become a heavenly person?" Huang Chunfeng asked.

"There is such a meaning, although I am timid and conceited, but I still have a bit of self-knowledge, this time I was able to retreat from the Sage Academy, all relying on you and the old naughty boy, as well as the careful layout before and after, I am not an opponent to pull out any one of the Sage Academies alone, and I am not an opponent, and I am suspected of improving my combat power alone, and there is a suspicion of a castle in the air, and there will always be a day when I encounter a bottleneck. Li Yuanhao poured a cup of hot water and handed it to Jiu Jianxian, and he also held a cup to keep warm.

Huang Chunfeng nodded, and shook his head again: " The battle of life and death is indeed more enlightened, but for you, it is a little difficult, and it is not generally difficult, first of all, your identity has limited you to not be alone in danger, take the lead, and then it is your mind, it is okay to say that you are thoughtful, it is okay to say that you are soft and indecisive, and it is impossible to practice a thing, which is unpredictable, but the most taboo is a heart that drags mud and water, which is your biggest characteristic, so the old man advises you, or die this heart, if you really want to fight to support the war, what you need to experience is not just a life and death war, but a continuous life and death war, and the hardships and hardships owed before are supplemented one by one。 ”

"That's right. Li Yuanhao sighed, she didn't have the courage to fight the words repeatedly.