In the fragrant hall, Li Tanglin was lying on a bamboo chair, closing his eyes and recuperating, but his chest was undulating, and every breath had to carry a lot of strength.

"Daddy......"

Li Changan ran into the door and knelt on the ground, tears rolling in his eyes, he gently held Li Tanglin's hand, and looked at the miserable white face without saying a word.

Li Tanglin opened his eyes intermittently, and a violent cough echoed in the main hall, and a little yellow pus splashed on the robe.

Li Changan anxiously wanted to appease Li Tanglin, but was interrupted by his clapping hands, wanting to say something, but he couldn't say a word.

"Dad, don't talk about it yet. ”

Li Tanglin's eyes were full of pampering, and he kept stroking the top of his head, nodding for a while, and shaking his head for a while.

The father and son looked at each other silently for a long time, and the ten years of separation were put into a little gaze.

Finally, Li Tanglin closed his eyes, patted Li Changan's shoulder, and pointed out the door.

Li Changan slowly withdrew his hand, stood up and looked at his sleeping father, raised his head to look at the statue of Dao Ancestor in the main hall, and walked out of the main hall in a distracted manner.

The master outside the door, Bosu Aoki, was waiting for him, and pointed to the stone bench beside him, and his tone rarely softened.

"Spend more time with him during this time. ”

"I know, uncle. ”

"You don't need to look like this, your father's mentality is even better than yours. ”

Li Changan raised his head suspiciously.

Su Qingmu's face did not change, he raised his hand and flew a few feet away to pick a bamboo leaf, landed in the palm of his hand, rubbed the veins on it, and did not look back.

"You went down the mountain at the age of seven, and from birth to before you went down the mountain, your father didn't talk to you more than two palms, do you blame him?"

Li Changan shook his head and was silent.

"He wasn't like that before. Su Qingmu looked at the clouds in the distance and sighed.

"Look at yourself, your temperament is carved out of the same mold as your father, but it is far less than your father. ”

"My father used to ......" Li Changan clasped his fingers, uncertain.

"Chang'an, you have been clamoring to go to this river and lake since you were a child, but do you know why the disciples who went down the mountain from Taihe Mountain will come back in the end?"

"There are rules on the mountain. ”

"Huh...... We are not Qingcheng Mountain, Taihe Mountain has never had this rule. ”

"That ......"

"Because for those disciples, if they want to leave the rivers and lakes, Taihe Mountain is their home, but how many Taihe Mountains are there in this world? Most people want to leave but can't leave, the rivers and lakes are pools of water, and there is no bubble for drowning people. ”

Li Changan was stunned, and just wanted to say that seclusion in the mountains and forests is also a way to retreat, but then he was interrupted by Su Qingmu, raised his hand and flew the bamboo leaves into the clouds, and said loudly:

"I Taihe inherited the ancestral lineage on the mountain, founded the sect for 800 years, and produced 17 immortals, unparalleled in the world, even the commander of the imperial court martial palace, and he also had to dismount and climb the mountain on foot. ”

"With this background, I dare to say that no one dares to come to the door to ask for people in this river and lake. ”

"You have been familiar with the nine grades since you were a child, the blind pivot, the qi house, the listening palace, and the realm of the realm, but how can you ever understand the real gap. ”

As if knowing what Li Changan was thinking, Su Qingmu snorted coldly: "Secluded in the mountains and forests, you just jump into the sea, and someone can find you if you dig three feet into the ground, and you have to have the ability to do it." ”

"Then my father...... I guess I'm very capable. Li Changan lowered his head and asked in a deep voice.

The corners of Su Qingmu's mouth curled up imperceptibly: "It's not just very capable." ”

"More than sixty years ago, the rivers and lakes all knew that Taihe Mountain had a late-blooming genius surnamed Cui, and more than ten years ago, the rivers and lakes knew that Taihe Mountain had a young and ambitious sword immortal surnamed Li. ”

"The former one is your ancestor, and the latter one is your father. ”

Li Changan's eyes widened, staring down at the ravine on the stone table, thinking that he didn't know anything about it.

"At the age of thirteen, he showed the posture of cultivation, at the age of fifteen he entered the ninth grade, at the age of twenty he entered the blind hub, and the weak crown went down the mountain. ”

"Since then, your father has become famous, and the First World War has been heard in the rivers and lakes, and at that time, your father has never said that he has the slightest connection with Taihe Mountain. ”

"That'...... Then ......"

Later, he walked the rivers and lakes, and visited large and small sects one after another, whether it was cultivating outside the Fangwai Dao or entering the Dao with martial arts, no one in the same realm could catch your father's sword, and the masters of the Dynasty were no exception. ”

At that time, he was very proud, and his mouth was almost clubbed to heaven. Su Qingmu's expression also softened, as if he was immersed in the past.

"There was even the bold woman at the foot of the hill who made up an anecdote about your father's visit to the boudoir at night, and the next day he did go, and he always liked to finish a jug of wine, and leave a phrase, 'Is the girl's face like the moon in the sky?', and then turn away. ”

Ten years ago, it was your father's rivers and lakes, how many amazing and talented peers were left behind by him, how many wicked people saw him like a tiger, and the first person below was not called in vain. ”

"And then ...... And he met your mother. ”

"My mother?"

Li Changan's hand holding the stone table couldn't help but exert a little harder, and half of his body leaned out.

Su Qingmu glanced at him, and the iron palm pressed him back again.

"At that time, your father was twenty-five years old, and he never refused to tell us, only that winter, Tanglin Sword Immortal, who made a name for himself in the rivers and lakes, disappeared for a few months. ”

When he reappeared, it was outside Chang'an City, the snow was falling, and the single sword cloth entered Chang'an. ”

"And then ......" Li Changan swallowed his saliva, his heart was deeply attracted.

"Then, then you have to ask your father, I only know that in Chang'an City, your father entered the gas house overnight, fought with his sword and overturned three Tinggong realms, and left Chang'an City unscathed. ”

"He's so powerful!!" Li Changan took the case.

Su Qingmu shook his head: "It is true that the Qi House Realm has overturned the three Hearing Palaces, but it is unscathed, and it is for the sake of Taihe Mountain's face." ”

"To be precise, it's for the sake of your ancestor's face, I haven't seen an immortal in three hundred years, your father is the most talented in a hundred years, even if he can't reach the gate of heaven, it will be a matter of time before he reaches the height of your ancestor, and your ancestor naturally refuses to let go. ”

"In the end, your father brought you back, and you have been trapped in the cage for more than ten years. ”

"My mother...... Is it dead?"

"It should be, or with your father's character, unless your master breaks his leg, he won't stay on the mountain. ”

"Who is my mother?"

"I don't know, your father, he can say it if he wants to. ”

"He, he has always looked at life and death like the dirt and stones on the street, he didn't know how chic he was when he was young, and now he may be a relief from death. ”

"I can't go to the gate of heaven, I can go down to reunite with your mother, it's you, he always knew that he owed you too much, but he couldn't cross that hurdle. ”

Su Qingmu got up and shook his head, and gently put his hands on Li Changan's shoulders.

"Chang'an, Jianghu, think about it and then enter. ”

The fluttering words came into his ears, and Li Changan only felt that the hand on his shoulder was loosened, and when he turned around, he disappeared from the shadow of the master.

......

......

In the days to come, Li Changan stayed by Li Tanglin's side every day, although he couldn't say a word, but Li Changan understood the meaning in his eyes.

He also knelt on the futon all night, and kept kowtowing to the statue of Dao Ancestor, and blood flowed all over the ground, but he didn't see any response.

Looking at his father's angry appearance, Li Changan was silent, the father in the master's mouth, why has it become like this now, what kind of person is my mother?

No one answered him, and Li Tanglin was no exception.

Half a year has passed in a blink of an eye, and under the urging of his father's eyes, Li Changan will also follow everyone to cultivate and enlighten during the day, or welcome guests who come to the mountain to offer incense.

In the evening, he would finish dinner in a hurry, run back to the main hall with the porridge, and feed it to Li Tanglin little by little.

On this night, Li Changan walked on the mountain road as usual, and people kept saluting him along the way, no matter how old or young they were, most of them would shout out to the little master.

Li Changan had no intention of coping, so he could only nod in response, but in the eyes of others, with that godless gaze, it looked like he had comprehended the way of heaven.

The sound of the bamboo forest salsa blowing in the breeze, and a trace of thunder flashed in the gloomy weather, Li Changan looked up at the sky, thinking that it was about to rain.

Just as he was about to reach the top, suddenly, a burst of thunder completely revealed his figure, slashing on the Taihe Hall, reflecting pieces of golden light.

The disciple on the mountain raised his head inexplicably, and guessed that the senior was not the head of the sect to that point?

But then, a wisp of sword light as thin as a bamboo leaf rose from the top of the main hall to the wind, and slashed into the whirlpool of clouds against the thunder.

An extremely dashing laugh resounded through the sky, shaking the entire Taihe Jiufeng.

Li Changan Li looked up in shock, only to see that his father seemed to be completely injured, and walked out of the main hall with a broken sword in his hand.

Step on the stone statue in front of the hall, step on the top ridge of the hall in two steps, and ascend to the sky in three steps, hunting in cloth clothes.

"Do the heavenly immortals understand the Tao?"

The cheerful voice shook the clouds, Li Tanglin looked down at Li Changan, his lips moved slightly, and a wisp of words came into his ears.

"Your mother's favorite drink is the bamboo leaf green ...... of Taihe Mountain."

Then he looked up at the sky and slashed down with a sword.

This sword has slashed out ten years of sprinkling intent and shattered ten years of fan cages.

......

In a room on the side peak, Cui Laodao suddenly opened his eyes and muttered, "Listen to the palace...... Tanglin ......"

In Chang'an City, in the palace, an old man with a bookish atmosphere was explaining the policy of governing the country to the emperor of the Duan Dynasty, and suddenly, the old man turned his head to look at the east: "Taihe Mountain is worthy of being Taihe Mountain......

Qingcheng Mountain, in the Purple Palace, a thin old Taoist pinched the chess pieces in his hand, and refused to fall for a long time, and the young man who was facing him in front of him said with a smile: "Qingcheng Mountain is afraid that he will not be able to raise his head for the rest of his life." ”

Lao Dao shook his head and smiled: "The cicadas chirp at the end of summer is just a flash in the pan." ”

Not only in these places, but also in many powerful sects, or in the mountains and wilderness, there are people who look at Taihe Mountain, or sigh, or smile.

......

"Do the heavenly immortals understand the Tao?"

Another wild laugh asked, and a purple thunderbolt that followed fell with a bang, shattering the ten-year sword qi and shattering the Tanglin Sword Immortal who forcibly entered the Listening Palace.

"Daddy!"