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This kind of thing, he still shouldn't ask this awkward old man more, and if he asks, it's useless. The real person of Gangshan either casually ridiculed him, or mocked him. It's really tiring.

The real person of Gangshan beckoned him to come closer, and lowered his voice and said, "Come here." ”

Yang Jun looked left and right. The heart said that there is no one around, what kind of trouble are you always making around?

But he still walked to the front of the real person of Gangshan Mountain.

"Tell me, what do you want to learn from me?"

Yang Jun looked down at the withered grass on the ground, scratched his head, and muttered: "Will you descend to the truth, divination and fortune telling, or will you ask immortals to help Luan and collect yin to supplement yang?" Or will you still somersault clouds and seventy-two changes? ”

When he heard this, he slapped him on the back of the head: "Stinky boy is talking nonsense!" Divination and divination, what the hell is it to collect yin and supplement yang, am I such an unserious person? ”

Yang Jun pouted.

Where is it not serious to collect yin and supplement yang? I can't imagine that the awkward old man is still an old-fashioned man.

"Okay, good, I'm talking nonsense!" Yang Jun raised his hand in surrender, "Then I'll learn what you know!" ”

The real person of Yushan raised his hand to knock him again: "The stinky boy has a good breath!" ”

Yang Jun hurriedly covered the back of his head and took two steps back: "Don't talk nonsense. I rinse my mouth with the spiritual spring water on the mountain before and after meals, and brush my teeth with fragrant stems and leaves, and I definitely have no breath! ”

The real person of Gangshan was happy: "Why didn't I find out that you stinky boy can lift the bar so much?" ”

On the gimbal competition, he hits people with a knife, doesn't say a word of nonsense, he can go as fast as he can, it's neat, and it's quite pleasing to the eye. How could the boy carrying the knife be the bear child in front of him?

Yang Jun didn't know that he had been classified as a "bear child" by the real person of Gangshan, so he didn't shy away from it: "I didn't expect you to be such an ancestor before. ”

Nonsense. The first time he saw the real person of Yushan, Yang Jun knew that this old ancestor was a living treasure.

The bigwigs who can make trouble in the entire Xuantianmen are like a fish in their throats, but Shen is red-faced, and the destructive power of the real people of Gangshan Mountain is obviously at the level of a tsunami.

An old man and a young man stared at each other.

It has only been ten days since the two met for the first time, and it has only been less than two days since they really started to get along, and Yang Jun feels that the atmosphere between the two is quite harmonious. Of course, it would be better if the real people of Gangshan could not beat people at every turn.

"What time is it today?"

After a while, the real person of Yushan was the first to speak, but the words asked made Yang Jun confused.

He counted the days and said, "Eighteen, what's wrong?" ”

Yushan Zhenren sighed, sat down on the stone, habitually touched his round belly, and said: "On the first day of the new month every month, there will be a big lecture on the Qianyun platform, you can go and listen to it." ”

This Yang Jun knew, although he felt that the progress of the big class might not match him, but he did not object.

"Oh." Qianyuntai is the most lively place in the entire Xuantianmen, and there is the most news that can be contacted, and it is not bad to go for a walk a few times a month.

But the real person raised his eyebrows: "Oh what? You don't ask me why I let you go? ”

Yang Jun grimaced. How can you always guess satisfied, didn't I follow your arrangement?

"Then why did you let me go?"

The real person of the mountain smiled and looked proud: "Mountain man, I don't care to teach you those rotten street goods!" ”

Yang Jun: ......

And what Elder Chuangong teaches are all basic theories, and in your eyes, they are rotten goods?

Thinking of the real person of Yushan back then, he was known as an unborn genius in Xuantian Gate. Geniuses may not be good mortals to follow the same path, but a genius like Yushan Zhenren will definitely not follow the usual path.

He asked: "You haven't been to Jiangyuntai to listen to classes back then, so you shouldn't know those basic theory classes, right?" ”

The real people of Gangshan exploded when they heard it.

"What am I, mountain people, I need to listen to those-"

"Yes, yes, you're a genius, you don't need to listen to those rotten street goods."

"You-" The real person of the mountain waited for Yang Jun. How can a stinky boy steal my lines!

Yang Jun didn't wait for "you" to come up with something, he leaned closer and asked in a low voice: "Old ancestor, you always tell me the truth." When I go to Jiangyundae, what people and things should I pay more attention to? ”

Yang Jun consciously classifies himself as the type of person who does not need to take the usual path.

Whether it is Chu Ke's progress or his own progress, it is different from most of the disciples of Xuantian Sect.

Yang Jun wasn't even sure whether the real person of Yushan let him go to Jiangyuntai to listen to the class, whether it was an expectation or a temporary idea.

Majin Shan's eyes narrowed, staring at the head stretched out in front of him.

The young man is very good-looking, with a pair of eyes that are very bright, and he is a bit of a suave capital.

He slapped it again: "Stinky boy, you can't be stupid?!" ”

Yang Jun touched the back of his head and said with a smile: "Look at what you said." If I were stupid, wouldn't I be a shame on your old face? ”

Saying that, he straightened his expression, and said, "Why don't you tell the sect master in private and quietly solve those people?" ”

To tell the truth, it's quite tiring to deal with real people in Gangshan Mountain.

The ancestor adheres to the speaking style of true and false when false, and true and false when false, and the elusive style of acting, so that you can't figure out which expression of him is true and which expression is false, which sentence is useful information, and which sentence is a smoke bomb.

Acting out of the box, a hammer in the east and a stick in the west, sentence after sentence, making people dizzy, if you don't pay attention to it, you can't keep up with his rhythm, and you don't have time to distinguish the truth from the false.

Yang Jun secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, my memory is very good now, and I can't forget it, even if it's not clear for a while, I can still think about it and analyze it slowly.

He also quickly kept up with the rhythm of the real people in the mountain, and was accustomed to asking questions with a hammer in the east and a stick in the west.

This is similar to the method of interrogation. With a sudden change of topic and not enough time to think, people are more likely to tell the truth when they subconsciously answer.

Yang Jun faintly felt in his heart that the matter of Qianyuntai was related to the pile of jade chips he found yesterday, so he had to mention it.

Unexpectedly, this time the real person of Yushan did not answer him quickly, but sat quietly on the stone, as if he had settled down.

Yang Jun's face was slightly gloomy.

The shadow flashed in front of him, and he turned his head to see that the real person of the mountain was already standing in front of a big tree that was thick with two people hugging each other.

"Do you see this tree?"

Yang Jun is already a little used to the way people speak in a way that people can't understand and can't understand. He walked over.

In winter, the tree has no leaves, and the branches are sparsely hung with a few leaves, and the ground is covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves.

It can be seen that in the spring, many new shoots will sprout on the branches of the tree, and in the summer, it will be a lush scene.

The real flesh palm of the mountain slapped on the trunk of the tree, and there was a sound of emptiness.

It's a hollow tree.

The real person of Gangshan asked, "Did you hear that?" ”

Yang Jun nodded, not surprised.

A hundred-year-old tree, after years of wind and rain, is not unusual.

He thrust his fingers into a claw and plunged into the trunk, and his entire palm sank into the trunk.

The sturdy-looking trunk of the tree was pierced by his palm like fragile papyrus.

The real person of Yushan grabbed another handful, pulled a piece of rotten wood that was a palm wide and a foot long, and handed it to Yang Jun.

Brittle, rotten wood, covered with holes, and crooked marks of ants. There were also a few ants on this piece of wood that had suddenly been fished out of the burrow, and they looked a little panicked.

When he rubbed his fingers, the wood turned into debris and fell to the ground.

He said indifferently: "This tree has rotted out of the core. I just dug up this ant nest, what can I do? If you can save it for a while, you can't save a lifetime. Sooner or later, the tree will fall. It could be a gust of wind that uproots it; Or it could be a bolt of lightning that burned it to ashes. ”

"In short, if the core is empty and decayed, there is only a life that will weaken. Even if he can grow into lush foliage next spring, he can't escape the fate of being eaten by ants. ”

Yang Jun was speechless for a while. It's a little hard to accept that the real person of Gangshan suddenly turned from an old naughty boy who specializes in causing trouble to a wise old man full of chicken soup.

He asked, "So, what are you going to do?" ”

The real person of the mountain avoided the hole he had just grabbed with his palm and pushed it gently.

The big tree that the two of them hugged together crashed to the ground, leaving only a short stump.

Yang Jun was dumbfounded: "Are you pushing it?" What a ......."

It may be that Yang Jun's voice was a little higher, and the real person of Yushan regained his spirit, and glared: "What is it?" ”

Yang Jun hehe: "Simple and rude. ”

Yushan Zhenren smiled: "Not bad, yes, this word is used well." I like to use this simplest, most direct and crudest way. ”

Yang Jun: ...... Then I have nothing to say.

"If it is not broken, it will not stand." The real person of Yushan laughed: "You don't understand this truth? ”

Yang Jun nodded, then shook his head again, shook his head, and elongated his voice: "I seem to understand~I don't understand~"

The real person of Yushan raised his hand and was about to hit him, but Yang Jun covered the back of his head and jumped three feet high.

Yang Jun glanced back at the stump that was just over a foot high, and wondered if the tree would sprout new shoots and rejuvenate next year, or if it would be corroded and become part of the soil.

And the so-called "unbreakable, non-standing" of the real person of the mountain, and cutting open the big tree of Xuantianmen, is he a defender or one of the forces that want to destroy Xuantianmen.

As soon as the matter of blood cultivation broke out, what would the big guys in Xuantianmen think, and would anyone be suspicious of the real people of Gangshan Mountain. After all, he has not been out of the mountain for decades, and he will cause trouble as soon as he comes out of the mountain.

Ling Chushan.

The disciples who are about to move the Three Mountains and Twelve Peaks are full of enthusiasm, and they have infinite joy and prospect for embarking on a new journey.

Han Shuyao was full of excitement, holding a box in his arms, and came to find Gu Jiuxin with He Junyuan.

When he walked to the left of Gu Jiuxin's residence, he saw a slender back in the distance, and there was a man's back in front of him.

"Who's that man?" Han Shuyao was puzzled, and opened her mouth to shout: "Senior sister, where are you going?" ”

He Junyuan slapped her arm: "Don't shout, senior sister has something." We'll come back later! (To be continued.) )