Long Tao practiced martial arts, and his ears were extremely sharp. He immediately jumped up, bowed down and made a "reverse lantern" with his backhand, and firmly held the halberd that came to him!

"Who is it!" he immediately turned around, spun around with the halberd in his hand, and shouted loudly and fearlessly.

He was ready for battle, and his blood and skill quickly flooded back into his mind again. However, there was no menacing killer or any other hidden weapon in front of him, but from behind the bamboo forest, a mysterious old man wearing a cloak and a hat slowly turned out.

Not seeing the face of the comer clearly, Long Tao didn't dare to take it lightly, and still looked at him with a vigilant eye.

The old man walked to the approach to the gazebo and stopped. After a pause, he suddenly stretched out his calloused hand and applauded.

"What a hero. ”

The old man's voice came from under the hat, like a dry branch, weak and weak.

"Who are you and how did you come here?" Long Tao asked loudly, his voice echoing through the mottled bamboo shadows, like a misty moonlight.

"The bright moon in the flowing spring and the bamboo shadow in the mountains are ownerless. If you unintentionally disturb your friend's interest, please don't be surprised. The old man, still wrapped his face tightly with his hat and robe, slowly walked to the steps of the pavilion and sat down.

Long Tao saw that he had no intention of leaving, but also sat down naturally, which made him very angry.

He took the halberd that had just flown over, walked up to the old man with anger, and slammed it to the ground: "Then you explain, why did you suddenly attack just now?"

The old man turned his head, looked at the halberd on the ground with his eyes hidden under the hat, and said unhurriedly: "I heard that you are a master of the sect in front of the mountain, so I want to open my eyes." Such a sneak attack will not be a threat to you, right? ”

Long Taoyue felt that this old man was unreasonable. But since he didn't mean to make another move, Long Tao didn't bother to care anymore. The mood just now gradually returned, and his mood was low again.

The two sat silently in the gazebo. The moon rises to the top of the mountain, and the silver glow fills the mountains and fields, bright and beautiful.

After a few moments of silence, the old man spoke again:

"Master of the dragon halberd, you seem to have something to worry about. ”

Long Tao said boredly: "Don't call me a dragon halberd master, I'm ...... Unworthy. My name is Long Tao. ”

"Really......" The old man turned sideways, closer to Long Tao, "You are so skillful, why don't you deserve to be called a master?"

Long Tao exhaled two rough breaths in displeasure. He gritted his teeth and said to himself: "The sect is in trouble, but it can't help anything. What's the use of such a master?"

"Your sect is in trouble. The old man nodded slowly.

There was no answer, Long Tao looked at the spring water pouring in front of him, but his heart was as messy as a ball of thread.

At times like these, the more you have to recognize your own worth. Suddenly, the old man persuaded again, "You have your own value and significance to your sect. This power is unique. ”

"But what's the use of that?" Long Tao couldn't help it, and cried out depressedly, "The head of the sect is in a dilemma now, and the entire sect is worrying, but I can't do anything...... I originally wanted to use the golden halberd Fengjian this time to win glory for the sect, but this kind of thing happened...... It's a question whether the Golden Halberd Fengjian will be held or not!"

"I'm useless...... It shouldn't be like this. As he spoke, his suppressed emotions gradually released and his voice became quieter again.

The old man listened to him, quietly, like a rock.

"You think so too. Long Tao turned to look at the old man, "This kind of thing happened, but I can only hide in this kind of place, it's just ...... Like cowards. ”

“...... Definitely. Your current confusion is not incomprehensible. ”

After a long time, the old man spoke: "The path you choose is also your life." However, many things in this world are not so simple and can make you decide immediately. ”

"I understand now......" Long Tao's eyes were red, "But, I understand, is it too late?"

"Disasters are the path of growth that life must go through. Isn't this catastrophe of the sect just what made you understand this? You still have a long life ahead of you, and it's not too late to understand now. ”

The old man spoke earnestly, and his rough hand stroked the wooden pole of the halberd on the ground: "Your value is the hope of the dragon halberd." Just like the jungle after a fire, the new seeds will inherit the nutrients of the past and continue to grow as a jungle. ”

"If you just blame yourself and have no power to stop it during the fire, then this seed will inevitably be too heavy and will never be able to break through the ground. Only when it sees its place clearly, this jungle will not be destroyed by a fire, but will continue to multiply through the generations, ushering in new life every time. ”

Long Tao sat dumbfounded, thinking about what the old man said. The forest leaves were rustled by the wind, but at this time, Long Tao's ears were completely like a silent world.

"Now that you understand it, you should gradually understand it. The old man stood up and patted the dust on his coat, "Go back." Get a good night's sleep today and don't think about anything. I'll come back to this place tomorrow evening. ”

After speaking, the old man did not say goodbye to him, grabbed the halberd on the ground, used it as a crutch and slowly carried it, step by step, and left the small pavilion.

Long Tao was still pondering, and when he heard the old man staggering away, he suddenly woke up as if from a dream, and looked up to find the old man's traces.

"It's ...... What does it mean......"

He looked across the bamboo forest and muttered to himself like a dream, as if he had an epiphany in his heart, but it was still very complicated.

............