The little shopkeeper who lost a whole five buns didn't feel that he was at a loss, and the little shopkeeper didn't feel that there was anything missing for the ingots that came and went, as if they were gold ingots that didn't appear again.

Some things don't belong to him, even if they are given to him, what should they do, and in the end they don't belong to him, just like the two shops left to him by his ancestors are now hanging in someone else's name.

The little shopkeeper didn't feel that he was embarrassed by the ancestors who had been brilliant, the ancestors had passed away, and it was good to live a good life of vegetables, rice, oil and salt, so even if he was guarding this small shop, he was worried about tomorrow today, worried about the next month this month, and worried about the New Year before the New Year, he also felt that it was nothing, because this is a good life.

Just like the middle-aged man who was not too ragged before, he said very much, his wife and children are harmonious, and his longevity is prolonged, which is what he hopes for as a small bun shopkeeper who has no big skills and no big ideas.

The shopkeeper of the little bun is afraid that he will wait for eighty years, with white hair hanging down, looking back on the past, he vaguely thinks of the middle-aged man in ragged clothes who seems to be full of twists, and this will be possible to praise the last sentence, the master.

It's just that the small bun shop at that time was very small, how should the shopkeeper think of the middle-aged man who was only a few buns related to him?

Life is a gurgling river, occasionally throwing a few stones, extremely waves, and what is it.

It's just that this seems to be a very small shopkeeper for him, a small bun shop, but a very small stone is involved, and an extremely large causal correlation is involved.

The central axis of the small city runs through the front and back gates of the north and south, and Yang Zhantian and the eldest prince Huang Yunjun are moving from the south to the north.

Yang Zhantian took a step forward, Huang Yunjun took a half step back, and the twists and turns under the mountain are also applicable to the mountain.

It was originally a very short distance, but it was a long, long walk, and it was so long that Huang Yuncheng, half of the practitioners, felt a little impetuous, and couldn't suppress the signs of chaos.

In fact, the road is only so short, but some people want to make it very long, so it becomes very long.

Just like the steamed bun shop at the corner of Shizi Street, Huang Yunjun naturally knows it.

Yang Zhantian didn't look back and asked Huang Yunjun beside him, "Why do you practice?"

Huang Yunjun paused for half a step, so he followed a full step, "Because I think this day seems to be too small." ”

"It's not that the world is too small, it's that your heart is too big. ”

Huang Yunjun suddenly couldn't see the pedestrians on the left and right, and some only had the road under his feet, so Fang Cai was a little shaken, and suddenly he was extremely strong.

"What do you think of that tiny shopkeeper?"

Huang Yuncheng stopped and did not move forward, and Yang Zhantian no longer seemed to be in a hurry to move forward, whether it was long or short, the beginning or the end, all of which were on the central axis of the road under his own thoughts.

"So I want to cultivate, to learn things that ordinary people can't do, to do things that ordinary people can't do, and I want to see this heaven and earth. ”

Huang Yunjung's answer is not what he asked, but he happens to be the answer that is.

Yang Zhantian put his hands on his sleeves, pinned it behind his back and said: "Do you think that little shopkeeper is easy? Make steamed buns and sell steamed buns, left and right, facing all kinds of people, just like I ran into you again today, what should I do?

Huang Yunjun's sword eyebrows tightened, and after about five breaths, he raised his head, and faced Yang Zhantian for the first time and said, "Then do what he should do." ”

Yang Zhantian said softly: "This answer is not smaller than your heart, then tell me again, why don't you Yang Zhantian do what you should do?"

"Because my life shouldn't be like this. ”

Yang Zhantian didn't wait, he put his hand behind him, walked slowly, didn't take a step, there were more small shops on both sides of the road, and there were more pedestrians in twos and threes.

Huang Yunjun stood in place, not because he didn't want to move forward and keep up with his own extraterrestrial opportunity that was like a cloud of smoke, but because someone didn't want him Huang Yunjun to keep up, so he Huang Yunjun could only stand in place.

Just like before, Huang Yunjun did not allow anyone to walk around the bun shop, which seems to be arrogant and unreasonable, but in fact, it is particularly reasonable.

The feet do not move forward, but the words in the ears are uninterrupted, these are definitely shocking and mysterious feelings in the secular world under the mountain, although Huang Yunjun only felt it for the first time, but he felt as if it was particularly deserved.

Outside the sky, outside the sky, one day is different from another, and naturally everything is possible.

"Do you think you Huang Yuncheng will be when you reach what you think will be the outer heavens? Or will you be like this, who seems to have let go of everything and are unfettered, but actually still enjoying the many things brought by your birthing surname? If you weren't for Huang Yuncheng, why would those people in True Sword Mountain look at you more and say a few more words for you, or would they teach you to practice a few more swords? Or are people in the world like you Huang Yunjun, kneeling on a snowy day in winter for a few days and nights can open a door to hundreds of thousands of people like Huang Yunjun in the world? Don't be surprised, you Huang Yunjun really don't have any secrets to speak of here, in fact, even if it's this small city, this entire Huangkui country, what I want to know is really not so difficult, there is nothing wrong with a big heart, my heart is very big, so big that you Huang Yunjun may not even be able to imagine, but unlike me, you Huang Yunjun has that big scared heart, but there is no strength at all. ”

Yang Zhantian turned around, but it seemed to be far, far away, so far that he Huang Yuncheng could only look at it vaguely from afar, and chuckled, but it clearly came into Huang Yuncheng's ears, "In the end, you Huang Yunjun is just overestimating yourself, what do you think you Huang Yunjun is? Is it the identity of a worthless prince of Huang Kui Kingdom in the world over there? Or are you barely cultivating even the Xuanfu of the Three Realms?" Or do you think that you have a talent that only you can take seriously? Or do you think that the promise that you Huang Yuncheng got from the True Sword Mountain will take you Huang Yuntao out of here?"

"You Huang Yuncheng overestimate yourself too much, and underestimate me too much, even if I don't take you Huang Yuntao out of here today, who can help me and who can help me a Triple Heaven Mountain Peak Realm Xuan Emperor, as for your Huang Yunjung's little cause and effect, it's just a dispensable trivial matter. “

So Huang Yunjun raised his head, held his breath, and roared loudly: "That's why I want to go to those heavens in your mouth and take a look." ”