"How long have I been asleep?"

Looking around, but his mind was relaxed, and his ears listened to the wind and rain outside, knocking on the heavy door, and it was clapping.

Somehow, Hao Jian didn't feel tired, he wanted to go out to breathe, Hao Jian, who loved the rain very much, liked the feeling of being alone with silence in his eyes.

"Whew, go out and breathe, I think I'm going to start that big competition tomorrow, right?" stood up and cleaned up his clothes, the black robe wrapped around his slender body.

From the appearance, Hao Jian looks quite handsome, and the two pairs of white eyes can be separated, if he can reduce the trace of cunning, it will look even more extraordinary.

Bang ......

The heavy creaking sound of pushing open the door was completely drowned in the dense sound of broken rain, and the fake stone mountain in front of him was hazy and hazy by the rain.

Walking along the eaves under the attic towards the pavilion that could be seen nearby, the breeze could blow the drizzle and caress Hao Jian's face, like fluff, and from time to time it fell on Hao Jian's face hairy and slightly itchy.

In front of it is the end of the small passage, there is still some distance into the small pavilion, look around, smile a little bitterly, stretch out his feet and fall tentatively, as if he didn't feel anything, his heart settled.

"It's pretty comfortable. Letting the drizzle of the sky touch all over his body, he was a little gentle, and walked slowly forward, squinting slightly, "There are really not many rainy nights in this season, it seems that tomorrow will be a fine day." ”

The black robe was completely submerged in the darkness of the night, and the edges were already wet, and in a short time he walked into the small pavilion.

Entering the small pavilion, I raised my head and drove upward, and there was a hole about the size of a fist broken on it, and drops of rain were sprinkled on it, and it fell to the side unexpectedly, with a clatter, very rhythmic.

The small pavilion seems to have not been entered for a long time, it has fallen into disrepair, and the stone pillars around it are covered with green traces one after another, and there is a faint blackening inside.

"It's a different feeling when no one comes. ”

"Wow, it's drizzling again tonight. You Ran sighed, the pattern of the courtyard is still quite large, at least the eyes are full of endless rockery accumulation, and the weak grass is accompanied by swaying, which is quite novel.

Bent down and slightly swept the dust on the stone bench in the pavilion, sat down and listened to the sound of wind and rain whispering in his ears, "Heaven is virtuous and gives birth to wind and rain in the world, but he doesn't know how to accumulate virtue and do good, and it is leisurely to leave the warriors to fight with him." ”

......

"Brother Hao?" A sudden voice in his ear broke Hao Jian's thoughts, and he raised his head suspiciously, who else is there in the Zhengtianzi Pavilion so late?

"It's you, Yanlu. Hao Jian looked up and saw Xiao Chi next to him, Yan Lu was holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and it was dark at night, and he couldn't see what depictions were on it, "Elegant?"

Late at night, as a cultivator, there are a few people who can watch the rain around him like Hao Jian, thinking about his plans for the present and the future.

"Hey, elegance is not counted, when I was a child, it often rained during the busy farming season, I remember my father hated rainy days the most, and I was different, I liked the feeling that everything was quiet and I was alone listening to the sound of rain. ”

Yan Lu walked up to the small pavilion and put away the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, Hao Jian, who was sick in the night, could see one or two clearly, it was really strange, "You are not a child of the family?"

Hao Jian was puzzled, this Yanlu was the first person in the outer gate of the Beichuan Palace, and he also had to participate in the daily competition, this kind of talent was either piled up with a large number of pills, or he really had two brushes, and the fifth order of the martial spirit was about the same age as him, so he didn't say.

"Hahaha, Brother Hao's words make me don't know how to say it, aren't the children of peasant families good?" It can be seen that there is no wave in Yan Lu's eyes, "Talent does not necessarily depend on background, we ordinary children lack only one opportunity, and I am very lucky, it is not bad to have my own opportunities and talents." ”

"It's not ......" Hao Jian felt that his words were slightly aggressive when he saw him for the first time, "I don't look down on any peasant children, on the contrary, I am not much different from you, although I am from a cultivation family, but only me and a sister will be left in the end." ”

It is normal for the warrior family to be involved in a dispute and exterminate the clan, and compared to this, it is not as good as living an ordinary life.

"Is it......" Yan Lu's eyes flashed a trace of reminiscence, "I haven't seen my father and mother for five years, and I almost don't remember what they look like." ”

The extreme south region is widely distributed, mountain villages, towns, compared to those families involved in cultivation is really very few, some of the small sects to learn a trick or two can be regarded as returning home, you can choose to meet you or choose to continue to pursue the endless avenue.

"On the Dao?" Yan Lu looked at Hao Jian with a hot feeling in his eyes, "Just why you cultivate!"

"Okay, I'm happy to accompany you. Hao Jian smiled slightly, it was time for him to find someone to discuss, compared to others, the Yanlu in front of him was actually quite similar to his previous life, and he didn't meet it if he had empty ambitions, "Better than me, at least he is also Bole, what is my Hao Jian's previous life? ”

Discussing the Tao is a way of communication evolved by the chatter of millions of monks in the extreme southern region after tea and dinner, and it doesn't matter if a few people at a table have tea or snacks, like-minded people don't care about these.

Everyone's perception of heaven and earth is different, and all the changes in the state of mind that have occurred in the long process of cultivation can be talked about, and several people can discuss it together.

"Please. Hao Jian opened his mouth and gestured, "Speak freely, you are a friend of yours and I Hao Jian!"

"Haha......" Yan Luchang laughed twice, "Okay!"

An old pavilion, two lonely people, and a topic may be able to talk about the light rain stopping, the breeze stopping, the morning sun rising, and everything is prosperous......

"I was really ignorant about cultivation at first, but Master took me to appreciate the magnificent mountains and rivers in the extreme south, and the day was the day when I changed my life. ”

"After saying goodbye to my parents, I entered the master's door, worked hard to cultivate, meditated every day and meditated on how to quickly achieve a martial king or even a martial saint, but now it seems that it is just my ignorance, between success and failure, one thought of heaven and one thought of hell, it is really difficult for me to choose between the two. ”

"In the end, I still made a lifelong choice of regret, and practiced the forbidden art to improve my cultivation, if I didn't choose that exercise, I can be regarded as synonymous with the new generation of Beichuan Palace, right?"

After a pause, Hao Jian saw very thoroughly, and the originally dim and cloudy eyes in the dark night lit up with a hopeful light from time to time, and after talking for a while, the light gradually collapsed, as if falling into an endless abyss......

To be continued.