Although Li Bai was ignorant in his heart, the old man in front of him was very kind, which made him feel anxious and calm

The old man nodded, looked at Li Bai, and smiled lovingly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I'm not a private school, I'm not an academy, although it's for learning, but what I'm learning is different." The old man's eyes showed the vicissitudes of life, and with memories in his eyes, he looked into the distance.

"I have accepted thousands of disciples in my life, but most of them are my registered disciples, although they are talented and intelligent, but they are still far from what I expected.

Before you, I accepted a disciple for the teacher, and she made me very satisfied, so she became my first personal disciple, you can call her senior sister, you can also call her junior sister, the change between this, while looking at your choice, her surname is Lin, and she is a hard-working child. As the old man's voice sounded, the scenery in Li Bai's eyes gradually became clear, and the figure of the old man was imprinted in his eyes.

"The name of the old man has long been forgotten, but they all call me Danzun, and those who know me well call me Mr. Yan..."

"I have never married in my life, let alone Zixu, but my disciples are my Zixu, I regard them as my own, you learn my skills, continue my traces in this world, in my eyes, you are my children, the closest people in my life." The old man spoke slowly, and the love in his eyes became more and more.

The old man's eyes reflected the young man Li Bai in front of him, but in the depths of his eyes, it seemed that he was not looking at the young man in front of him. Soul.

After a long time, the old man put away his smile, looked into the distance, seemed to contain everything, and spoke softly.

"From this day on, I will be your master."

"Respect the teacher, respect the teacher as a father... I—" Li Bai subconsciously spoke.

"The word respect for the teacher, it's not spoken, it's okay to have it in your heart, Bai'er, kneel." The old man's eyes showed a look of wisdom, and the specific feeling Li Bai couldn't describe, he just felt that at this moment, the old man in front of him seemed to have become the sky, but it was not cold, but there was a deep kindness and softness, like a mountain, which could be in front of him to shelter from the wind and rain.

Li Bai bowed his head and knelt down.

This kneeling, he couldn't see that the sky was still at this moment, the clouds were quiet, the birds lost their agility in mid-air, and the earth did not tremble, but the whole grass hut was quiet at this moment.

"To become my disciple, you only need to bow twice in your life.

This first worship, you and I are connected in life, forming a bond, you have me, I have you, this worship is like a bond, you continue, I continue. ”

Li Bai seemed to understand whether he understood or not, looked at the old man, did not hesitate, and bowed deeply.

At this moment, the sky was shocked, the earth roared, everything was silent, countless lights and shadows appeared, condensed behind Li Bai, and finally became Li Bai's bow.

With this knock, the sky faded, the earth roared, and the clouds drifted away!

This knock, the sea is turned over, the rivers are now, and the birds are far away!

This knock, life accompanying, transporting the thread, you constantly... I constantly!

The laughter of the old man, with joy, echoed around, and in that laughter, there was emotion, satisfaction, kindness, and responsibility.

Since then, the young man in front of him has become his own disciple, and from then on, every move of this young man has his own imprint, and from then on, in this young man's life, he ...... It's his master!

This is cause and effect, not heaven, but man, a fate, not a fate, not a fate, not destined in the dark, but the choice of two people.

One chose the master, the other chose the disciple, and this ...... ended Causally!

You're constantly... I constantly!

"In your life, there are many roads to go, every step is your choice, being a teacher cannot control you, nor will it affect you." The old man smiled very happily, touching Li Bai's head, with love, his eyes reflected the young man in front of him, but in the depths was another figure.

Spring goes to autumn, Li Bai and the old man, in this grassland, in the blink of an eye, seven years have passed.

In the past seven years, he has faded from his youth and become calm, wearing a simple cloth robe, but he looks so simple and simple.

On this day, he suddenly remembered the purpose of his study here, and hurriedly found the teacher and explained his intention.

The old man didn't stop him, and under his kind smile, Li Bai bowed deeply, put away his bags, and headed towards his kingdom.

Returned to his own country, but what he saw was not the original scenery, but a strange color, he walked into the city, the precipitation of the years, let him become calm, even if everything in front of him, great changes, he did not panic, silently inquired.

It turned out that in the second year of his visit to the grassland, it was slaughtered by the country, a country, changed its name, changed its generation, his father died on the battlefield, and the ruler of this country was the princess Yanran who he had been thinking about for a long time.

He thought back to that night, thought of his father's gaze to send him away, and remembered at this moment, he finally knew his father's purpose, it turned out that he had long known that this country was not safe, and he was his hope...

Li Bai came to his former home, although his appearance has changed, but he can vaguely see the traces of the original.

He came to the cemetery of the former dynasty and saw his father's simple tombstone, he cried and knelt down, this kneeling is three days and three nights!

On the morning of the fourth day, he stood up, and his eyes were full of composure, but hatred!

He hates, hates Princess Yanran! He hates this country, and he wants it to perish.

He left, and no one knew what he said for three days and three nights.

After this day, he entered the army and became a small soldier.

In the first year, he was an ordinary creep.

The next year, in a battle, he made meritorious contributions, everyone knew about him, he was promoted to the rank of officer, and became a small military division.

In the third year, by his means, he became a real Grand Army.

The fourth year, the fifth year... He has established countless military industries, and he has strategized so that all other countries, knowing his name, will be terrified.

In the sixth year, the lord of the country summoned him to the palace, and he saw Princess Yanran, who had been thinking about her for a long time, she was still so beautiful, so beautiful that she couldn't look at it directly, and she was suffocating, and she was not a princess, she should be called now, the lord of the country!

The lord admired him very much, he was handsome, he had the charm of a mature man, although he was only in his early thirties, but he was so attractive to the lord of the country.

One night, the lord of the kingdom came to his room and got into his bed, although Princess Yanran, who was over forty years old, had passed the days of golden branches and jade leaves, but she was good at maintenance, and still had a look and posture that all young women envied.

This night, Li Bai immersed herself in the woman who thought about it day and night, venting years of torture and years of heartache, and when she was asleep, she got out of bed, looked at the direction of the cemetery, and shed tears.

Yanran was awakened by his crying and asked him why he was crying.

Li Bai just shook his head and didn't answer.

Since then, he has slowly taken over the country, coupled with his mind, his full economy, and the country has been governed by him.

Yanran is very happy, she loves Li Bai very much and trusts him very much, although she is middle-aged, but under her eyes, she is like a girl with a rippling spring heart, unable to extricate herself, she knows that she can no longer extricate herself.

Finally, the year after that night, the throne was given to him.

And that day, the blood in the country was like a river, Yanran lay in his arms, although it was bleeding, but also tears, although the man in front of her ruined her country, but she still loved him.

"Why...?" Yanran asked.

Li Bai didn't speak, Yan Ran didn't ask again, or in just two years of contact, she should have thought of it, or had already thought of it...

The lord of the country died, the country was gone, Li Bai came to the cemetery, cried bitterly for three days and three nights, and took away his father's ashes, he did not take away Yanran's ashes, he knew that this place belonged to her.

Eight years, in the blink of an eye, eight years have passed, he is tired and returns to the grass house...