Tian Xu said fairly: "This is also true, do you know how many scriptures are hidden here?"

Lu Xiaodao said: "Eight hundred and two hundred and thirteen volumes." ”

Tian Xu said fairly: "Worth anything?"

Lu Xiaodao said: "All of them are the essence of the boutique, including martial arts moves, qigong mental methods, and utensils and sword scores..... Anyone who can master one of them will not be too weak in comparison. ”

Tian Xu Gong bowed his head and said: "That's the case." Then I ask you: How long have you been here, how long have you been here?"

"Although the disciple was eight years old, although the master entered the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, he is now more than seventeen. A total of ten years. ”

Tian Xugong said again: "Then what did you get here?"

Lu Xiaodao looked at the plum blossom stump outside the window, the cold winter will come soon! Lu Xiaodao thought. For ten years, the disciple stayed again for ten hours a day. Spring comes and goes, that is, 365 ten reincarnations, one day a day. That's 36,500 hours. I copied it every two years for ten years. After screening, some have been copied more than 10 times. Lu Xiaodao's eyes burst into a light as bright as the stars, "Disciple, I can guarantee: there is no martial arts in the world that knows better than me." ”

Tian Xugong looked up to the sky and laughed: "What an arrogant young man." Then I'm asking you: What are your martial arts now?"

Lu Xiaodao coughed: "I'm afraid, it's vulnerable." ”

Tian Xugong drank: "Then do you know the predestination of you and me, and do you remember why you were able to go to Lingxiao Treasure Mountain." ”

Lu Xiaodao concluded: "I, I.."

Tian Xu Gong ignored Lu Xiaodao's flushed cheeks, and then shouted: "In the past ten years, I have not only never taken care of you, but also let you get everything you want. But what about you? Do you know: being strong is everything. And what have you done in the past three years? When did you cultivate seriously? Have you forgotten that incident? Have you forgotten that when you were eight years old, you were competing with a wolf dog for a moldy steamed bun?" Lu Xiaodao's face became redder and redder, his head became lower and lower, and Tian Xu Gong sneered: "Well, speaking of your sore spots, you..."

There are few things in the world that can make Lu Xiaodao bow his head, but at this moment, Lu Xiaodao seems to have buried his head in the ground.

Lu Xiaodao raised his head, his face flushed as if he was deprived of oxygen.

"Okay, listen, I will definitely bring it to the first place in this sect conference. Also, you don't have to provoke me. ”

After saying that, he walked away without looking back.

Tian Xugong cleaned up the somewhat messy mahogany table, without a trace of expression on his face.

"He's already proud, so why do you hurt him like this?" the voice seemed to reproach, but the tone seemed to be joking.

Tian Xugong seemed to know that there were people in the house, so he was not surprised, and said lightly: "He is just too proud, and even a little inferior and complacent." If this continues, his talent will even harm him. Tian Xugong was still tidying up the table.

The voice said, "Does it have to be like this?"

Tian Xugong didn't have to answer, he already had an answer. His slender fingers moved and tapped deftly on the corner of the table, and there was not a single mistake, which showed that he had done it at least countless times in his heart.

With the tapping of Tian Xugong's fingers, kerosene continued to roll down from the third attic, and the yellowed kerosene dripped on the yellowed paper, full of indescribable nostalgia and indescribable memories.

Gradually, there were sparks, and then raging fires.....

Tian Xugong was already standing outside the door, but his figure seemed to be slumped as the paper burned out of dust. For Tian Xugong, the things here are not words of memory, this is even his youth, his life!