"You are. Zhao Yuan? ”

The strange and familiar face slowly overlaps with the memories of the past.

Lang Xing looked at this face with slightly red pupils and weather-beaten face, and the originally vague scene in his mind gradually evolved into reality, becoming clearer and clearer, until he completely recalled it, he was a little abrupt, and asked a question to the somewhat uncertain opening of the strong middle-aged man.

"Alas! It's me! ”

Hearing the tall young man in Taiyi Dao robe respond to him, listening to the somewhat familiar voice, Zhao Yuan finally couldn't hold back his mood, stepped to Lang Xing's side in two steps, and gave him a hug directly.

"Where have you been all these years?"

"When the advent passage was opened, everyone went in to look for opportunities, hoping to become transcendental, embark on the path of cultivation, and enter the cultivator university, but after the one-year period expired, you disappeared!"

Zhao Yuan looked at the young man in the Taoist robe in his early twenties in front of him, and his tone was filled with emotion of reunion after a long absence.

"The world that we came to high school is a world that has been controlled by the Federation, and it stands to reason that there will be very few disappearances, and after you disappeared, the big guys thought you had an accident and were dead."

"Now it seems that you should have obtained your own opportunity to become a cultivator."

"My brothers and I have played for so many years when we were children, and we are neighbors who grew up together, and I am relieved to see that you are okay today."

The words of the sturdy middle-aged man made Lang Xing speechless.

More than 20 years have passed, and the energetic teenager who is more than ten years old is now over forty years old, entering middle age, and no longer has the vigor of the year, and the traces of being destroyed by life and years can still be seen on the contour of his face.

Obviously, Zhao Yuan failed on the road to the Otherworld and achieved transcendence.

He didn't become a practitioner.

Through this face, Lang Xing's eyes finally showed the bright and clean classroom back then, and he clearly remembered the young man with slightly dark skin and a sunny smile on his face.

A long time ago, Zhao Yuan had always wanted to become a martial artist.

In order to temper his physique and give birth to strength, he has insisted on exercising since he was twelve years old, and has never talked about giving up.

I never thought that after so many years, Zhao Yuan did not take the path of transcendence.

Lang Xing was slightly silent.

He felt sorry for his old friend.

The most ruthless thing in the world, the most terrifying thing is time.

If decades, hundreds, or even hundreds of years have passed, I am afraid that even the traces of one's own existence will gradually return to nothingness with the passage of time.

For some reason, Lang Xing felt that there was an invisible estrangement between himself and Zhao Yuan, and he could no longer sit together as he did back then, talk about his ambitions with each other carefree, and discuss the future together.

Lang Xing had some gains and losses in his heart, and he was full of strangeness to all this.

At this moment, a woman wearing a goose-yellow dress and a beautiful face came out of Zhao Yuan's house.

The woman's eyes were clear and bright, her face was beautiful, and her skin looked only about thirty years old because of proper maintenance.

Fang Yue heard Zhao Yuan's excited shout, and just walked out to see her husband hugging a young man in a Taoist robe.

Regarding Zhao Yuan's character, Fang Yue was extremely clear.

Seeing Zhao Yuan chatting so happily with a stranger, she was also a little surprised at the moment.

As far as Fang Yue knew, since the setback he suffered in his youth, Zhao Yuan's whole person had begun to become dull, and it was rare to have such a happy and comfortable time.

And Zhao Yuan's friend, after more than ten years of inseparable and respectful of each other, also know almost everything, and the person in front of him is obviously not Zhao Yuan's familiar friend.

With his character, it is impossible to make friends who are younger than him and look so young.

"Wait. Why does this man look so familiar?"

After Fang Yue finished thinking about it, she carefully looked at the face of the young man in this robe, and then her pupils widened slightly, revealing a look of disbelief.

"Lang Xing?!"

The tall woman raised her arms, covered her lips with her palms in a disfigured manner, looked at the young man in Taoist robes not far away in shock, and asked with a tentative inquiry in her words.

"It's me."

Separating Zhao Yuan's body, Lang Xing tilted his head and looked behind him, heard the somewhat familiar voice, and after being slightly silent, he responded again.

This time is much better than the gaffe when he first met Zhao Yuan.

In the end, it was a great cultivator, after experiencing the initial shock, when Lang Xing met a familiar person again, he was able to start to deal with it calmly.

Fang Yue, like Zhao Yuan, was a classmate of Lang Xing in high school.

"Zhao Yuan, this kid, has always liked other girls since he was a child, and after so many years, he can be regarded as a positive result."

Lang Xing looked at the two familiar young playmates, the corners of his mouth were slowly hooked, and a faint smile appeared in his pupils, looking back and forth on the two of them from time to time, with a little deep meaning in his eyes.

"I haven't seen Sister Fang Yue for a long time, I can't go home because I have no choice but to go home all these years, but I didn't expect to see the two of them as soon as I returned."

"It seems that Zhao Yuan has finally come out after so many years."

Lang Xing patted Zhao Yuan's shoulder, with gentleness in his eyes, and said hello to Fang Yue behind him.

"Don't stand in the doorway, come in."

"I haven't seen you for so long, you don't know how much Zhao Yuan misses you."

"After you disappeared when Lang Xing came, Zhao Yuan was depressed for a long time."

Compared with Zhao Yuan's omissions, Fang Yue, as a woman, is naturally much more delicate.

I haven't seen him for more than 20 years, and Lang Xing just came back and let him stand outside the door, which is too inconsistent with hospitality.

"Then bother."

After hearing this, Lang Xing habitually gave up his hands, but after he looked up at Fang Yue and Zhao Yuan's strange gazes, he finally remembered that this was the Galaxy Federation, and it was no longer the Taiyi Sect.

At this moment, Lang Xing's heart was mixed.

It turned out that as early as unconsciously, the more than ten years of living in Taiyi Sect had occupied a strong mark in his short life, and it was no longer a memory that could be erased casually.

Located in the Taihua Peak of Taiyi Sect in the Luofu Realm, the master Lu Yao, gentle as jade, the uninhibited senior brother Qin Ziye, conscientious, Li Changgeng, the head teacher who dedicated his life to the Taiyi Sect, and the first uncle of the five peaks with different styles, as well as the senior brothers and sisters who are familiar with each other on Taiyi Mountain.

Looking back suddenly, all my skills, including living habits, preferences, and so on, were completely cultivated in Taiyi Sect.

That's why I feel estranged.

Thinking of this, Lang Xing shook his head and smiled.

"I haven't been home for too long, and the habits I have developed for a long time have not been changed for a while, but it made the two of them laugh."

"Hahaha, it's okay, it's okay."

"We haven't seen each other for more than 20 years, hurry up and sit down, chatter, and I'll tell you about the changes in our old classmates over the past 20 years."

"And I'm actually curious about what happened after your disappearance."

Zhao Yuan heard Fang Yue's reminder, patted his head and smiled, and hurriedly pulled Lang Xing into the house.

Fang Yue saw Zhao Yuan, who was depressed in the past, and there was also a trace of warmth in her crescent-like eyes, and after gently brushing the hair between her sideburns, she smiled lightly at the young man in the opposite room, nodded politely, and closed the door of the room casually.

Half a quarter of an hour later.

"Come on, come on, Lang Xing, you have a good taste of the dishes made by your sister-in-law, when we go to school, where is there such a blessing."

Zhao Yuan picked up the wine in the cup with a flushed face, and drank it all again, but he didn't shout to the young man in the Taoist robe opposite to drink it together, but only beckoned him to eat the rich dishes on the table.

When he was in high school, Lang Xing didn't like to drink, and he poured three glasses, but he didn't expect that more than 20 years later, Zhao Yuan could still remember it clearly.

Looking at Zhao Yuan, who was completely open on the other side and had a drunken face, Lang Xing's calm heart lake finally began to gradually ripple.

In the end, it has been a friend for many years, even if more than 20 years will bring strangeness in time, but the little bit of friendship that melts into daily life can never be forgotten.

As a great monk of the Faxiang, Mo said that it was a bottle of wine to drink, that is, to drink 3,000 cups, for Lang Xing, it was just a matter of leisure.

But Zhao Yuan did this, and the respect revealed in it was something that Lang Xing couldn't refuse.

It is often said that no matter how tenacious and iron-clad friendship is, it cannot withstand the test of time.

But in this world, not all friendships will slowly fade and eventually fade away.

Friendship should be like a fine wine sealed in the cellar, the longer it is placed, the stronger it will become.

"Good craftsmanship, it seems that for so many years, Brother Yuan has enjoyed a lot of blessings."

Lift chopsticks, pick up vegetables, enter, and put chopsticks.

Taiyi Sect's spiritual food wine, containing the aura of heaven and earth, does taste good, but if you really want to compare, what Lang Xing prefers to eat is still this food with some fireworks.

It can be regarded as a substantial, each with its own merits.

Slowly chewing the dishes in his mouth, the words that Lang Xing said were not exactly just praise.

Fang Yue's stir-fry skills are really good, which is undeniable.

As soon as Lang Xing saw Fang Yue for the first time, he knew that this old classmate was not a mortal.

There was a faint transcendent power in her, and it could be seen that she had come into contact with the path of cultivation.

Although the cultivation is not high, it also has a first-order peak.

Originally, women's cultivation was more difficult than men's, and for Fang Yue, she could find a better spouse on her terms, but she still chose Zhao Yuan in the end.

Although Lang Xing doesn't know what the two of them have experienced over the years, this kind of warm ending is what Lang Xing wants to see the most.

Former friends can be safe and married, and when they see themselves, they can also feel at ease.

Hearing Lang Xing's appreciation, Fang Yue sat quietly on the side and didn't speak, just smiled gently.

After Zhao Yuan listened, he finally showed a proud expression on his face.

I saw this sturdy middle-aged man with a red face giving a thumbs up, and began to boast to Lang Xing:

"Brother, I've wanted to practice martial arts since I was a kid in my life, and I'm going crazy thinking about it, but it wasn't until I graduated from high school that I woke up like a dream."

"There are dozens of ruling stars in the entire Galactic Federation, and there are even more than thousands of ordinary planets occupied, not including those other worlds that are completely controlled, and the galaxy humans in all these worlds add up to countless numbers!"

"In so many people, how many transcendent people can be produced in a year?"

"Elsewhere, we ordinary people don't know, but back then, our Jade Star had hundreds of thousands of students who had the talent for cultivation and went to the other world to find opportunities before being admitted to high school."

"Enough, right? As a result, in the end, there were only a few thousand people who found the opportunity to cultivate! Among these thousands of people, there are even those who have not attained the existence of first-order cultivators, otherwise there are even fewer. ”

"Extraordinary chance, one in a thousand, how difficult it is!"

When it came to sad things, Zhao Yuan's expression was a little gloomy, but he recovered in an instant with the strength of the wine, and after taking a sip of the wine in the cup again, he continued to babble to Lang Xing:

"If I want to say that the thing I regret the most in my life is that I didn't hold your brother in advance back then, but now I am really happy to see you come back intact."

"The least regrettable thing is to marry your sister Fang Yue."

After Zhao Yuan finished speaking, he raised his head and stared at Fang Yue.

The eyes of the people who drank the wine were generally cloudy, but at this moment, Zhao Yuan's eyes were extremely clear.

"It's different from a waste like me, Fang Yue was successfully admitted to the Cultivator University back then, although his talent is not good, but he also has the strength of the pinnacle of the first order, the extraordinary ability of first-hand medical skills, and he is doing a good job in the city hospital, and the conditions are better than mine, I don't know how much!"

"There are many rich and noble families who have pursued her, if Fang Yue leaves me and supports her with those people's family resources, she will not be just a first-order transcendent now!"

"In this life, I've delayed her."

There is both pride and bitterness in the words.

The high-spirited young man of the year, looking at it now, has been smoothed out by life, and only sighs are left.

"So! Brothers. ”

"I'm so happy for you."

"I, Zhao Yuan, am not a fool, in this galaxy era, although we can't become transcendental, but in the news and surrounding information, we are no strangers to extraordinary powers."

"You have been missing for more than 20 years, coupled with this piece of clothing and this face that is not left by the years, you must have got your wish and become a high-level cultivator."

Zhao Yuan spewed a thin smell of wine in his mouth, with an affirmative tone in it, and looked at Lang Xing with envy.

"It is said that those beings who had accidents when they came, in addition to being shattered by the spatial channel, were teleported to a world that was not controlled by the Federation, and now it seems that what is recorded in this wild history should be true."

"Well done! I didn't get through Zhao Yuan, but my brother helped me get through! ”

"Isn't this about the same as embarking on my own path of cultivation?"

"Hahaha, when the float is white!"

The wine in the cup was drunk, looking at Zhao Yuan, who was a little dizzy in front of him, the corners of Lang Xing's eyes were a little sour, and he didn't know what to say.

However, the movement in his hand showed his next move.

"Brother Yuan, we brothers haven't seen each other for so many years, you drink alone, don't you treat me as a brother?"

"I'll drink this wine with you!"

When the words fell, Lang Xing's mana was drummed up, and after restraining his digestive system that resisted drunkenness, he solemnly raised the wine in the cup and drank it in front of Zhao Yuan.

The spicy sensation irritated Lang Xing's throat, making his eyes redden.

This wine is really strong.

Thank you for the 1,000-dollar reward from Aoyi Kyushu.

Happy birthday to book friends on December 9th.

(End of chapter)