Hearing the surprise of the noodle shop chick, Ai Hui couldn't help asking, "Is there any problem?"

Shi Xue shook his head, and after a while, he spoke: "There's no problem, I just didn't expect the leaf veins of this news tree to be so old." ”

"Ancient?" Ai Hui was confused.

Shi Xueman raised his head: "You haven't studied in class?"

"I'm a freshman!" said Ai Hui.

Shi Xueman glanced at him, thinking that the foundation is really bad, the realm is still so low, but the swordsmanship is so amazing, and I don't know who cultivated this freak.

She simply explained: "The message tree is an invention of the Jade Mori Mu Xiu, who discovered that there is a unique tree language between trees, and they are able to convey some very fragmented information. On the basis of tree language, Mu Xiu cultivated a message tree, so that the number and distance of messages that can be transmitted have been greatly improved. The message tree is identified by the leaf veins, but with the use of the message tree, Emerald soon found that the leaf veins were not complex enough to meet so many needs. As a result, Emerald Forest cultivated the second generation of message trees, and the second generation of message tree leaf veins were much more complex. Up to now, it is the third generation. ”

Ai Hui thought thoughtfully: "So this news tree is the first generation or the second generation?"

"The first generation. Shi Xueman came to a conclusion.

"Antique. Ai Hui looked up at the news tree, I don't know if it was the noodle restaurant chick's statement that gave a psychological hint, he felt that the slim tree in front of him was full of indescribable simplicity and desolation.

"Looks like this ashram has been around for some years. Shi Xueman looked around and suddenly asked, "Where is the master of the dojo?"

"Twenty years ago, I left. Ai Hui's reaction was flat: "When I came, this place was all deserted, is this dojo very promising?"

"It's not small. Unexpectedly, Shi Xueman nodded and said: "The original generation of message trees was not promoted on a large scale at that time, and was only used by a small range of people. The original owner of this dojo has a not simple identity. ”

When it comes to life experience, Ai Hui has thrown Shi Xueman more than a few streets, but when it comes to historical inheritance, Shi Xueman has also thrown Ai Hui a few streets.

"Regardless of where it came from, can it be used?" Ai Hui asked.

He didn't care at all what the dojo was all about. How about the big deal? Do you add money to yourself? Obviously not. As for its glorious history, he didn't feel anything.

Talking about history and feelings, who can compare with Jian Xiu?

Take a look at those sword cultivation factions, where there are 100,000 years and 100,000 years, and the Five Elements Heaven is a big palm, the sword cultivation factions of the year were not powerful in the world, and they were embarrassed to say that they were cultivating the bull's ears of the true realm.

It's not gone, it's not swept into the dustbin of history.

So Ai Hui's reaction to the things that the noodle restaurant chick said was very flat, the first generation is not the first generation, it has nothing to do with himself, whether he can use it is the key.

"Yes. Shi Xueman was a little surprised, if another person knew that he lived in such a long and well-established dojo, he would definitely be excited and curious, and maybe he could expect to find out something about inheritance and learning.

The guy in front of him had a mediocre response.

"Then we're done. Ai Hui nodded.

Shi Xueman closed the page, looked at the time, and nodded: "Okay, pay attention to your message tree." If there is a message, give it to me through the message tree. Here's my message leaf, well, I guess you won't use it. ”

After that, Shi Xueman took his own message tree leaves and put them on the broken branch where he had just picked the leaves, and a soft green light lit up between the leaves and the broken branches, and the leaves grew on the news tree.

"Send me a message, just write on it, not too many words. The message I gave you will also appear above. You pay attention to checking. Shi Xue said.

Ai Hui turned his head and said, "Loulan, I'll leave it to you! ”

"Okay, Ai Hui. "Loulan is very happy.

Shi Xue glanced at him and said coldly: "Cultivate hard, the stronger your strength, the more you owe me, you can pay off the eighty million you owe me as soon as possible." ”

With that, he drifted away.

Ai Hui sighed and collapsed in the rattan chair: "Loulan, why am I so unlucky?"

Lou Lan's eyes flashed with yellow light, obviously thinking with all her might, and after a while, she returned to normal, and said honestly: "Ai Hui's question is very profound, Loulan doesn't know. ”

"Eighty million, ah......"

Ai Hui felt his eyelids grow heavier and heavier, and the sigh with the sound of sleep drifted far and far away in the night.

When Ai Hui woke up, it was already late at night, and Loulan had already gone back. When he opened his eyes, he was greeted by the starry sky, and he was shocked by the vast and mysterious starry sky, and he was slightly distracted.

It took him a long time to come to his senses and sit up.

During the time he was cultivating in the Hanging Golden Pagoda, the biggest change he had was that he was able to sleep. The intensity of cultivation was too great, and every day I was exhausted, leaning against the tower wall, and falling asleep unconsciously.

He thought of the sword fetus seed, absorbed eighty million centering crimson, and let himself swing such a powerful sword, that damn sword fetus......

His first instinct was to look for the sword, but he soon smiled wryly.

His only grass sword, which has been damaged.

He shook his head and smiled, since he couldn't sleep, let's get up and cultivate.

Two days later.

Ai Hui carried a bag full of strong blood and strong bone cakes, and waved at Loulan: "Loulan, goodbye!"

Loulan suddenly turned into a big fist of yellow sand clenched with struggle: "Ai Hui, come on!"

Walking on the street, the sun is shining in his arms, the bad luck of the first two days has been swept away, he has left 80 million behind, and he is still full of longing for the future and inspiring himself.

"You know? Two nights ago, there was a very powerful pervert here!"

"Oh, I heard about it, I heard it, and it was said that there was a naked man running out into the street. ”

"yes, that's scary! And I'm telling you, perverts are so strong. What if he takes a fancy to me? There's no way to resist at all! I'm so worried! It's a pity that it's not the dusk of our house, and if it's the dusk of our house, I won't resist. ”

"Nonsense! Our family is such a decent person at dusk!"

"I don't seem to have seen our house at dusk for the past few days. ”

"The idol was injured and was said to have to rest for more than ten days. Don't you remember when he entered the city, he was exhausted and fell? I don't know if it's serious, so it's worrying!"

"Yes, yes, he is so weak, he still has to challenge those Gu Tianning them, he is so distressed, too stubborn!"

"I just like him to be so stubborn!"

......

Listening to a group of little girls chattering there, Ai Hui sneered in his heart, that unscrupulous and naïve little brat!

Ai Hui raised his noble head and walked out of the city gate with full contempt.

Coming to the familiar Hanging Gold Pagoda, Ai Hui was suddenly excited.

Cultivation that is boring and painful in the eyes of others can make him feel excited and down-to-earth.