If you say that the most serious person in the world, if Yang Mubai says first, no one dares to say second.

The moonlight was getting brighter and brighter, and the clouds had finally completely dispersed.

The old farmer sat on the ground beside him, and smoked a bag of dry tobacco in his hand, but Yang Mubai was tired and sweaty, but he still did not hoe a single grass.

The old farmer suddenly spoke, "You are the second person I have seen in all these years who can be so serious in doing things, and the first person is as serious as you, but your talent is far inferior to his." ”

Yang Mubai waved his hoe and didn't look up and asked, "The first person is also a senior?"

The old farmer shook his head and said, "It's the order of the Great Commander of the Celestial Empire." ”

Many people may be familiar with the name of the Great Priest of the Celestial Empire, but there may be many people who feel that it is very unfamiliar.

Yang Mubai is the one who feels familiar.

Because this name has been circulated in the spiritual world for too long.

Legend has it that he calculated the destiny of heaven, and he knew it for 500 years before and 500 years later.

Such a person, in the Tianxin Tower of the Celestial Empire, no longer knows how many dynasties he has seen the demise and rebirth of dynasties.

He is a true legend and one of the most enigmatic of all.

Now the old peasant stood in front of him and said this sentence, but it seemed that he and Da Si Ming were old friends.

How could this not surprise him?

The old man smiled and asked, "You think I'm lying?"

Yang Mubai shook his head and said, "I just think it's strange, if you know Da Si Ming, then how long will you live?"

The old farmer smiled, "It's been too long, I've forgotten." ”

Yang Mubai's hand did not stop, still focusing on hoeing, until the moon was hollow, and the moon had become extremely complete.

The old peasant rekindled the dry smoke in his hand, and he looked at the blue sky that had just been broken by himself and the incomparably bright moon above the sky.

He suddenly said, "It's going to change." ”

Yang Mubai didn't understand what this sentence meant, but what he could know was that this old man was definitely not simple.

The old farmer stood up, holding the dry tobacco in his hand, he looked at Yang Mubai and said, "You have been hoeing here for two hours, rest and rest." ”

Yang Mubai's movements did not slow down, and he said calmly, "Since my cultivation talent is not as good as that one, I can only rely on hard work to move forward. ”

The old farmer narrowed his eyes and looked at him and suddenly asked, "That's how you came to practice in the past?"

Yang Mubai nodded, sweat running down his nose and cheeks, because the autumn weather was slightly cold, a faint heat began to rise on his body.

The old farmer was puzzled and asked, "Since you have come down by your own efforts, and your achievements have not come easily, then you can't practice now, and you should be extremely sad, but I don't think your loneliness has experienced such a big change at all." If it is an ordinary person, after such a big stimulus, it may be a collapse. ”

Yang Mubai said calmly, "Maybe this is a blow to me, but I think it's worth it." ”

The old farmer asked, "What is worth it?"

Yang Mubai smiled and said, "If you have a clear conscience, it is worth it." ”

The hoe in his hand fell again on the steel-hard ground, and his left arm trembled, but he still didn't give up.

There was an imperceptible emotion in the old peasant's eyes.

A clear conscience is worth it.

He smoked the dry smoke in his hand vigorously, and the light of the dry smoke was even brighter than the moonlight in the sky.

The old farmer said, "You are the second person I have seen over the years who has very poor qualifications, but the energy of his hard work is enough to make people afraid. ”

Yang Mubai didn't look up this time, but just asked casually, "The first person is also the Great Commander?"

The old farmer said, "No, the first person is me." ”

Yang Mubai suddenly asked, "So, who are you?"

The old farmer smiled, "I'm naturally an old farmer." ”

Yang Mubai also smiled, "Then I will be the old farmer's apprentice." ”

The old farmer said, "I know you want power, but I don't want to give you power. ”

Yang Mubai was puzzled and asked, "Why?"

The old farmer said, "I have only taught one apprentice seriously. ”

Yang Mubai said with a smile, "Then he must be an extremely blessed apprentice." ”

The old farmer looked into his eyes and said calmly, "He is now the seventy-second demon general of the Demon Sect. ”

Yang Mubai replied, "Night Demon?"

The old farmer said, "It's him, how do you know?"

Yang Mubai glanced up at the moon in the sky, and knew that Tianya's little junior brother was also looking at this moon at this time.

He suddenly understood where the old peasant's strength came from, and why the soil under his feet was so hard.

Because this was originally his strength, he heard Luo Ning say that the power of the night demon is body refining, so this old man does not have any spiritual power fluctuations on his body, and he must have practiced body refining to the extreme.

He looked at the old farmer and said, "He was beheaded by my little junior brother with a sword." ”

The old farmer didn't have a surprised expression on his face, he just suddenly found that only when he said the four words "my little junior brother", his expression was extremely serious, and even the bent waist had to straighten up a little.

The old farmer exclaimed, "Your little junior brother must be a genius. ”

Yang Mubai looked into his eyes and said seriously, "He has never been a genius, but he is just lucky." ”

Although this sentence sounds extremely hurtful, if Luo Ning is really here, he will not refute it, because Yang Mubai's words are very reasonable.

He's not a genius per se, he's just lucky.

The old farmer said, "Luck is also part of genius. ”

Yang Mubai said, "He is obviously useless, but he has gone higher and farther than me, and his vision is naturally much broader than mine, and his strength is much stronger than mine." ”

He said a lot of bad things about Luo Ning in a row, without any slander, because he was only telling the truth.

But in the end, his eyes became more determined.

The old farmer looked at him, "You said so much bad about him, but it was because he broke his arm." ”

Yang Mubai did not answer.

The old farmer continued, "Why do you need strength?"

Yang Mubai shook his teeth, and then replied, "I want to help him, I don't want to drag Jian Yuan's hind legs." The Demon Lord has appeared, and there may be another big battle to destroy the demons in the near future, if I have your strength, I will definitely not sit here and watch the people of the world suffer. ”

The old farmer shouted, "What do you know, I don't ask about the world here because I have more important things to do!"

Yang Mubai said, "I want to ask about the world, so I need strength"

"But I've made a mistake. ”

Yang Mubai replied, "But I won't make mistakes." ”

The old farmer's voice suddenly became cold, he looked at Yang Mubai and said, "You said that your junior brother is not good, and you want to get strength from me to help him, how can you let me believe you?"

Yang Mubai smiled helplessly, he looked into the old man's eyes and said seriously, "No matter what, he is my junior brother." ”

The old farmer was suddenly speechless.

Yang Mubai also stopped talking, he lowered his head and pondered, he didn't know what he was thinking, his lifelong cultivation was just for the Dao Heart to be clear, but at this time, the Dao Heart was already covered with dust.

What exactly is dust?

He couldn't tell.

In addition to his little junior brother, there seems to be something else in his heart.

A woman.

......

The old farmer knocked the cigarette pouch in his hand, and his face was expressionless.

Yang Mubai said, "Seniors ......"

"Don't call me senior. ”

The old farmer unceremoniously interrupted Yang Mubai's words.

"It's called Master. ”

He said lightly, turned to leave, and the figure of the elder pulled down in the moonlight.

Yang Mubai suddenly had tears in his eyes.

He touched his dantian, and then he had an unprecedented motivation.

He knelt down against the old peasant's back.

"Master!"