After that, Lin Zizai didn't say anything, and pushed the door straight in.

The wooden door is closed.

The weight comparable to the world of one side disappeared immediately, and the suppressed internal qi in Li Sheng's body returned to normal, he straightened up slightly, and his muscles and bones emitted a series of small crackling sounds.

The eyes that were originally smiling were completely opened.

His eyes were white, reflecting the room in front of him, Li Sheng slowly exhaled turbidity, knowing that his heart was weakened at this time, and under the suppression of his qi, there was no way to face Lin Zizai's questioning.

He didn't believe this man's claims.

Because he knows that the old man in this house will not let himself suffer any thing he has done so far in his life.

But even so, he also woke up because of Lin Zizai's words, and at this time he was shocked to find that maybe he was not in the imperial capital now, and he had lost his original caution under joy.

I never thought of the crisis behind this incident, and I never thought of the emperor who drank and had fun in the palace every day, and the many courtiers who were inclined to the prince's lineage.

They had to lie dormant under the majesty of the current emperor.

But in the face of Wang Anfeng, whose wings have not yet been spread, and in the face of the heirs of the enemies who killed their sons and killed their masters, they have too many means to suppress Wang Anfeng and break his heart, even if it is for the sake of His Majesty's face, he will not take his life, but there are too many terrible things in the world than death.

Watching the son of the enemy suffer in the red dust, unable to break free, is far more pleasure than killing him.

There are so many ways to 'die'.

Li Sheng's thoughts flew in his heart, and he suddenly thought of it again in his mind.

With Lin's free heart, it is impossible to directly suppress Wang Anfeng, a junior, so what was he doing before

Why is it so abnormal?

The so-called return of favors.

Is it the suppression of the heir of the handsome man or what he said to himself

He had expected me to come

Thinking of this, I was shocked into a cold sweat.

Fu raised his eyes and glanced at the wooden house, at this time, there was an invisible qi, connecting all things in heaven and earth, self-contained, different from the place where everything could be accommodated, and now this 'world' had faintly revealed a sense of rejection to him.

Li Sheng knew that unless he made a full effort now, it was impossible for him to take a step forward.

This courtyard is quite beautiful, there are pavilions inside, there are flowing water, there are cold plums, although the place is small, the scenery is very good, it is quite liked, but in his eyes, it is more distant than thousands of mountains and rivers.

Master......

Li Sheng exhaled slowly, as if there was a hidden expectation and a hidden desire, but the plum blossoms fell for a moment, but they all converged, and the expression on his face became smiling again, and he glanced at the courtyard again, turned around, and strode away without any nostalgia.

……………………………………………

In the Fufeng School Palace.

The old master in a white cotton robe stepped out and appeared in the wind building.

Ren Changge was sitting in front of the desk, and noticed the change in the breath behind him, the internal force was stimulated and moved, and his own appearance changed.

Ren Changge never looked back and never spoke.

But a voice was already ringing in the ears of the old man behind him, asking:

"How's it going?"

The corners of the master's mouth were slightly raised, but he pursed his lips again, took a dossier casually, made a light appearance, raised his eyes and swept it, but it was a familiar text, this book has been read dozens of times by Ren Changge, so familiar that he was a little disgusted, grinned, threw the dossier away, and said:

"That old immortal was deflated."

"Well, the old man showed him a hand."

The old man's face was quite refreshed.

Hearing this, Ren Changge raised his gaze from the scroll in his hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said lightly:

"But you know that since you have gone, you have fallen behind."

The smile on the master's face froze slightly, and then he became quite helpless.

He was sitting on top of this gossip array at this time, his left leg was bent, as if he was sitting cross-legged, his right leg was about to be straightened, his right hand was supported on the side, loose and saggy, and his white hair was slightly messy, not like a palace master who had read books on etiquette and poetry. If you insist on saying it, you may have a fight with the old hooligan who touched porcelain on the street of Fufeng, looking at Ren Changge, shaking his head and sighing:

"Even if you see through it, why do you have to say it"

"It's impossible to let the old man be complacent, you were because of this temperament back then, otherwise where would there be so many things behind?"

"It's really, I told you to change, there hasn't been any movement for decades."

Such absurd words, but they are still eloquent, as if everything is Ren Changge's fault, and there is a tendency to become more and more energetic the more he talks.

Ren Changge's expression did not change.

Indifferent and peaceful, there are no waves in the flat lake, just like a Confucian master who has learned the Tao and practiced the Tao.

But the urge to hold the dossier in his hand has already risen in his heart, and he suddenly throws his hand back at the master's forehead, smashing this increasingly informal old miscellaneous hair to the ground.

This scene kept repeating itself in my mind, and even the details of how to shoot the old miscellaneous hair that couldn't dodge, how much strength to use, and where to hit it so that it would hurt and not make him 'disfigured'.

The master's body stiffened slightly, stopped talking, raised his eyes to look at Ren Changge, and said with a sneer:

"You just now, are you thinking about something dangerous?"

Ren Changge's expression was calm and indifferent, and he said:

"No."

It's now.

The master sneered, and shifted a little distance behind him.

After confirming this distance, unless the latter showed face and planned to let the students watch, there would definitely be no way to mess around, Fang Cai breathed a sigh of relief and complained:

"Don't you know, the old immortal is still the same as back then, too yin."

"He has already calculated in advance, and once he appears, you and I will pay attention to his whereabouts, Wang Anfeng is just a primer, he will use it at will, and lead the old man to meet him."

"If the old man doesn't go, I'm afraid the fake show will come true. Wang Anfeng's mood may really be affected. ”

Ren Changge's brows furrowed slightly, and he said:

"You follow the way of teaching and not classifying, and it will make you feel guilty."

The Master sighed and said,

"Not bad."

His voice paused slightly, and then he accentuated his tone a little, emphasizing:

"It will also damage Wang Anfeng's mood."

"Most of the sharp qi that was formed by breaking into the building before has been lost, and it is difficult to improve quickly and rapidly after cultivation."

"So, it's okay for Lin Zizai to be immortal, I can't sit idly by and ignore this kind of price, I will definitely go to see him, Wang Anfeng is just an introduction after all, his real purpose lies in me and you."

"I haven't seen him for more than ten years, and I didn't expect that he has not repented in the slightest."

"Hey, if it weren't for the fact that he had many scruples, the old man really wanted to leave him here completely."

"A 'self-contained' person is best to stay in the school palace and meditate on his own mistakes."

I'm at ease.

Hearing these familiar four words, a trace of ripples appeared in Ren Changge's heart lake, and he was suppressed in an instant, and said lightly:

"You're Alone, You Can Keep Him"

The master laughed out loud and said freely:

"If you can't keep him, at least keep his right hand."

The broken body is difficult to evolve the world and the world freely.

Leaving his hand is leaving Lin Zizai's name, which is leaving his 'Tao'.

Let him no longer feel at ease.

Ren Changge understood this, but he knew the danger of this matter, and since the old man beside him said it, it proved that he had indeed had this thought in his heart, and his brows furrowed slightly when he thought of Lin Zizai, who he hadn't seen for a long time.

A slight killing machine rose in the already dead heart lake.

Only at the moment when this killing machine rose, the clouds and mist above the sky dome became heavier and lower, as if a thunderstorm unique to autumn was coming. The old man behind him seemed to be prepared, and casually threw the file in his hand, raised his palm, and put it on Ren Changge's right shoulder.

It seemed that the sound of reading aloud sounded in Ren Changge's ears.

The thick dark clouds that had just gathered on the sky dome outside the Fengzilou seemed to freeze for a moment, and then dispersed again in an instant, returning to clear, this somewhat strange change in the sky, aroused the curiosity of the students below, talking and arguing with each other.

Inside the wind building.

Ren Changge exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and a slight cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

The Yin and Yang Bagua Diagram that gradually dispersed around it disappeared from the blood that had just appeared, and turned back into the original array diagram, the case table, and countless scrolls, and the students in the Fengzilou did not notice the slightest abnormality, and at the same time, the killing intent that seemed to be a monstrous sea of blood also instantly shrank back to Ren Changge's heart lake.

If the spring rain enters the water, there is no trace of it.

It's dangerous......

The old man had a hint of luck in his heart.

Just as he was about to turn around and thank his master, he felt that the palm on his shoulder had not been taken away until now, but was getting more and more forceful, pressing his shoulder bone painfully, and pressing one of his arms was a little numb, Ren Changge felt the smug arc of the old man's mouth behind him, and was slightly stunned.

And at this moment, the smile on the master's face had been dispersed, and he looked square.

Ren Changge and his master have been friends for decades, and they understood in the blink of an eye that this old boy was avenging the revenge he had just planned to attack him, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and the residual killing intent dispersed in the blink of an eye, gritting his teeth and saying:

"Sprinkle, hand!"

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