Chapter 467: The Disciples Don't Dare (4)
Walking the secret path up the mountain, it was really effortless, and if I knew this, I was not in a hurry to go up the mountain with my senior brother. You should find out the way first, so it's easier.
Wen Yisheng took a breath of relief, sat on the bed, and looked out the window at a few crooked pine trees, this place is isolated from the world, and it is not bad for the old-timers to find this place for alchemy.
"Girl, girl?" It was like the voice of an old-timer, but how could it be at this time, Wen Yisheng hurriedly packed up and went out to take a look.
The old-timers actually fell down the stairwell on all fours, screaming and hurting. She froze in place and hurriedly went to help him.
"Senior, are you okay?" Wen Yisheng had seen such an embarrassed senior for the first time.
As soon as the white eyebrows blew, he supported the pillar on the side, stood up tremblingly, coughed twice and laughed, "A handful of old bones, the eyes are not good, and as soon as the soles of his feet are empty, he will fall." See laughing, see laughing. β
Wen Yisheng smiled politely, but unexpectedly, the white-eyed senior actually hit the wooden pillar on the side directly.
There was a humming moan, and it seemed that the senior was not lightly hit, and his forehead was about to get a bag.
"Senior!" Fortunately, Wen Yisheng hurriedly pulled it, otherwise, his head would be bleeding. This senior is too unbearable.
Bai Mei taught her along the way, "I think at the beginning, your master was still an ordinary teenager in Lingshan, and it was only because of his skills and being favored by the masters that he had today's achievements." Do you know who that master is?"
Wen Yisheng shook his head, but this tone seemed to be talking about himself.
Wen Yisheng tried to ask, "Is this master the ......?"
"No, it's me, the old man. The white eyebrows looked up to the sky and smiled loudly, a master, really a master. Wen Yisheng buried his head and smiled bitterly, nodding his head on the side......
The old man continued, "When I saw that young man's bones were extraordinary, I taught him some of my own exercises. It's just that he was only eight or nine years old at the time, and this kid was also cheerful, I really don't know, is practicing martial arts a good thing for him?"
Wen Yisheng also remembered the beginning, remembering the first time she saw her master, the master was dressed in white, and it was rare for a child's clothes to be so white and neat, so at first glance, she knew that this young man was extraordinary.
It's just that, over time, this kind of extraordinary, in her eyes, has become loneliness. Lonely under white, everyone only thinks he is a genius.
This is because the boy studied the exercises every day and every night, and hardly talked to anyone except for eating and sleeping. Over time, the teenager also forgot how to get along with people.
The eyes were much darker, the secret mansion on this mountain was very big, and he hadn't arrived after walking for so long. It is estimated that there should be several times the Shiqing Gate.
Wen Yisheng's eyes deepened and said, "Senior, what if the master doesn't learn martial arts since he was a child?"
The old man naturally heard her worries, and said with a smile, "Do you think that your master is not happy to live like this, but rather a little like a person of this age, right?" Wen Yisheng nodded slowly.
The old man seemed to think otherwise, "I still remember how clear my eyes were when I first saw him. It was a child's simple love for swordsmanship, without any falsehood, and I knew - this kid just wanted to learn swordsmanship. β
"So, Master is a martial arts wizard that is rare in a hundred years?"
"Martial arts wizards are naturally not because of this, I want to be at the beginning - there are many people who come to me to study art, but they can't stick to it. The old man pointed to the water tank beside him, "This is it, it used to be empty." But every hour the tank was full. β
Wen Yisheng said, "Is it the water that the master picks?"
"Yesβ" frowned, as if caught up in that endless memory, "most of the people who come to me to study art are some high-ranking officials and dignitaries. There is no shortage of money, but it is pampered and difficult to serve. I didn't care about this child, but it was this move, the daily persistence, and the persistence in martial arts that made me see the desire of an eight- or nine-year-old child for martial arts. β
It turned out that there was never a natural genius, and the master at that time was just an ordinary person carrying water.
The old man continued, "So, your master is not unhappy now, but he is doing what he likes, which is a pleasure that you cannot experience. So naturally, you have to sacrifice something, lose some of what you think is happiness. β
Wen Yisheng understood a little at the moment, perhaps, the master didn't like the fire tree silver flower at all. It's just that because she likes it, she deliberately pretends to like it. Master really likes swordsmanship, and unlike Elder Chen, they don't have any selfish desires, they just want to study.
Sure enough, that is the master, and it is her Wen Yisheng's master.
After turning around for a long time, in this secret mansion, I still didn't go to the senior's house.
"Senior, how big is this secret mansion, it looks like it must be five times the size of the Shiqing Sect!" Wen Yisheng walked a little hard.
The old man smiled lightly, shook his head, and said in a natural and emotionless tone, "Actually, it's only one-fifth of Shiqingmen's. β
Wen Yisheng's eyes widened, and he said with a smile, "Seniors, don't be joking, one fifth, how can you walk for a long time and not get to your residence?"
Before the old man could speak, another young man bowed beside him and stood in front of them.
Wen Sheng said, "Master, are you pulling the guest to talk about the past again, you have already walked in front of my room five times. β
Let's go...... Five times......
Wen Yisheng looked at the embarrassed smile of his senior, and realized that this old man was bored and looking for someone to talk to!
After tossing for a long time, she felt that she could relax, in this spiritual mountain, even the smell in the air was not ordinary. I can smell the smell of outstanding people, but how can I smell it? Wen Yisheng also felt strange.
Sitting at the table, thinking about the current master and the current Shiqingmen, it seems that they are all different from when they were children. is no longer a place for her to make trouble, gather those warm memories, and only face it, to face what will happen.
Emperor, what are you worried about? Master will pose a threat to the imperial family, then the emperor doesn't have to care about these at all, Master is just a stunned martial idiot.
But maybe Senior Brother Chen is right, beasts will attack animals that pose a threat, let alone humans?
I just hope that Master can solve all the problems and return to the original peace.
"Girl!" the strand of white hair in front of the window almost startled her. It turned out that it was this senior again.
There was a little more impatience in his tone, "Senior, it's night, you better go back to the house and restβ"
The senior shook his eyebrows and said with a smile, "How can the young people of today go to bed earlier than me?" Wen Yisheng smiled embarrassedly, this night, this beautiful scenery, probably I don't have time to enjoy it tonight.
I made a pot of tea for the old man, which she specially brought from Shiqingmen, and it is said to be very precious. But it tastes like an ordinary taste, but the aroma is a little special.
The old man drank it all, then crossed one leg and smiled, "This place, there has never been such a good tea, or a girl, you are sensible and know how to honor me." As he spoke, he reached out and put the rest of the tea bag into his pocket.
This senior is really welcome......
What can Wen Yisheng say, he can only treat each other politely, "Senior, you can like it." β
The white-bearded old man's eyes narrowed slightly, "I see that I am so destined for you, why don't I tell me more about your master's childhood?"
Wen Yisheng nodded hurriedly, holding his cheeks and pricking up his ears.
The senior coughed a few times, picked up a pot of tea and walked to the window, falling into endless memories, "I think at the beginning, your master was still an ordinary boy in Lingshan, and it was only because of his skills and being favored by the masters that he had today's achievements." Do you know who that master is?"
Why does this sound so familiar? Didn't this guy just say it?
Wen Yisheng squeezed a smile, still respectfully asked, "I said-senior, you seem to have said this before?"
The senior was sure of something, and said sharply, "Are you saying that I'm old and confused?
Wen Yisheng didn't know whether to smile bitterly or treat each other expressionlessly, and hurriedly said, "Of course not, of course not." β