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When the strange man said these words, his temperament changed a little, and his tone, demeanor, and voice were a little different.

He actually commented that the ancestors of the Xie family were very sad?

How dare he say such a thing? Who does he think he is? The common people of Qiguo are soaked in Confucianism in their bones, and fundamentally they still have to pay attention to the word "etiquette."

For example, people die greatly, except for the few shameful names that were carved on the bamboo board of Qingshi by the historian's knife and pen, and were constantly pulled up and whipped by generations of heavenly kings and Lao Tzu, most of the wicked people often have less cursing after death, which of course can be said to be forgetful, but it cannot be said that it has nothing to do with the spiritual tradition of the Qiguo people.

Of course, this is also the case in the spiritual world.

No matter what the merits and demerits of the ancestors were, whether they were stupid or stupid during their lifetime, in short, as long as they became a decent person after death, then it would be difficult for future generations to comment.

If you want to say it, you can only say good, not evil, otherwise it is rude and there is no sense of awe.

What's more, Xie An was originally an amazing and brilliant character, and he left a great reputation hundreds of years ago, but now, there is such an ordinary-looking man who criticizes him so firmly, very sad?

Yuan Lai was deeply taken aback, and he couldn't see through this person more and more.

"I don't really understand what my predecessors said. Yuan Lai hesitated and said.

"I know. ”

"Huh?"

"I know you don't understand, but I think it's the second thing you don't understand. ”

Yuan Lai's face was complicated: "Even if it's one of them, I can only say ...... The seniors looked at the problem from a very tricky angle, and as for whether the poems had the ability to stifle the cultivation talent, I don't know. ”

This man's words are very unique, Yuan Lai has never thought of it, but when he was in the capital, he did know that the Wang Xie family had never been involved in cultivation, so he seemed to be as alternative as Xie Caiwei, and he always thought that this way of self-preservation was quite wise.

If the result is pushed back, Xie An may really use poetry to teach the descendants of the Xie family to stay away from cultivation, but it can only be said that it is possible, as for whether he believes it or not...... Yuan Lai was convinced of three points.

The problem is that Xie An knew something earlier, so he lost interest in cultivation? This made Yuan Lai feel novel, but he vaguely felt that it should not be something he should consider now.

"Haha, I can see that you believe it. The uninvited guest actually said this with a smile, which made Yuan Lai embarrassed and didn't know how to answer.

However, soon, the man's smile disappeared, and he suddenly looked at Xue Xing and sighed: "It's normal that you don't understand, in fact, I don't understand very well, I just found a direction, forget it, don't talk about it." ”

He ended the topic extremely rudely.

The snow was flying, getting heavier and heavier, and the wind was also rising, blowing up the sharp snow blades that could not form goose feathers, and with the strong divine sense of the cultivator, Yuan Lai could barely capture the concrete harmonious and beautiful form of the flying snowflakes.

There was a quiet harmony between the two men.

"Seniors. After the silence lasted for a while, Yuan Lai chose to take the initiative to speak.

The man who already seemed to be watching the flying snow hummed before he came back to his senses, like a gentle wolf who had just woken up from a false sleep.

"How?"

Although Yuan Lai felt that the atmosphere of this conversation between the two people was very good, but there were still some thoughts about the identity of the man in his heart, he even secretly glanced at this person several times just now, and he wanted to see some flaws in his demeanor, he always felt that it was unreasonable to suddenly meet a cultivator who also came out to enjoy the snow here, and then people came over so eagerly to say these nonsensical words to him, a child.

He always felt that there should be a reasonable logical line behind this to support this man's unexplained strange behavior.

So he decided to ask tentatively, maybe the person who dared to judge the ancestor of the Xie family like this might be a big man?

Yuan Lai admitted that he was curious about the identity of this person.

"After talking for so long, I haven't asked the name of my senior. Yuan Lai said calmly.

"Oh. The stranger seemed to suddenly remember, but then he showed a tangled look, and said: "My name, well, I don't think there's anything to say, just like I didn't ask your name, there is a saying in the novels circulating in the streets and alleys of the capital called forgetting each other in the rivers and lakes, I think this sentence is very good." ”

Yuan Lai slandered this proverb in his heart, which didn't seem to be suitable for such a use, and suddenly remembered Qian Zhongshu's famous sentence in his mind.

"Eggs are delicious, but there's no need to get to know the hens who lay them. ”

That's probably what it means.

Yuan Lai thought in his heart, and suddenly a strange feeling arose, he always felt that this scene was very familiar, lowered his head and thought about it, and was shocked to find that this situation had a similar conversation with Mr. Liao, who was born in Bailu Academy, in Qingzhou City not long ago.

Although there are differences, they are probably still similar.

Just thinking of this, I heard the strange visitor say again: "But since you asked, I shouldn't have said it, so so be it, you don't have to tell me your name, but I can tell you mine." ”

didn't wait for Yuan to say anything, just listened to this person's lips move and spit out two words: "Yiwei." ”

"Yiwei?"

"My name is Yi Wei, and I am a cultivator of the Cold Mountain Qingliu Sect, and I came here yesterday with the sect master. ”

Yuan Lai really felt that this was a strange name, but after chewing it twice, he felt that there was a deep meaning, but he couldn't guess it, in addition to the name, his identity also made Yuan Lai slightly surprised.

"It turned out to be the predecessor of the Hanshan Sect, yesterday, the sect master of the Hanshan Sect arrived?" This was another piece of news that surprised Yuan Lai, and it seemed that he was really closed to news.

The sect master of the Cold Mountain Qingliu Sect is also a dignified Four Realms Great Grandmaster-level figure, not counting Shentu Wojia, originally there were already four Four Realms here, but now there are five?

Yi Wei smiled faintly: "Yes." ”

"Then ......" Yuan Lai wanted to ask again, but saw Yiwei shake his head.

"It's getting late, so I'll go back first. Yi Wei stood up and said softly.

Yuan Lai was stunned, feeling that the conversation had just been on the right track, why did this person even lift his trouser belt and want to leave?

This predecessor of the Hanshan Sect is indeed a very strange person, Yuan Lai can only comfort himself like this, people come suddenly, and they go neatly, Yuan Lai has no reason to stop, after thinking about it, he also gave up the plan to go back together, he can only say with some regret: "Okay." ”

Yi Wei still nodded at him calmly, then turned around and began to walk away towards the place where the cultivators lived, the snow had already spread a thin layer on the ground, and his cloth shoes pressed out clear footprints, and then the footprints were quickly hidden by the wind and snow, and after a while, they had disappeared.

Coming and going is like a dream.

"This weirdo. Yuan Lai smacked his lips, feeling that what he saw today was really strange, he retracted his gaze and secretly thought about it, and the corner of his eye swept to the place where Yi Wei was sitting.

Like him, there should be no snow there, only withered yellow grass.

But......

Yuan Lai's whole person froze suddenly, his eyes slowly widened, staring at the place where Yi Wei was sitting as if he had seen a ghost.

"It's ......"

Yuan Lai squatted down gently, slowly approached, and stretched out his hand to stroke the withered yellow blades of grass.

Then, he also saw the objects that shocked him inexplicably.

It was a clump of green grass, half of which was still withered and yellow, and half of which was already giving birth to new spring clothes.

What shocked him the most was that among the green grass hidden among the withered yellow leaves, there was a small blue flower.

There are only three petals, with a precipitated blue color, a gentle and soft appearance, exuding a dreamy light.

The wind and snow suddenly swooped in, Yuan Lai hurriedly took out his hand to block it, but he could only block the wind and snow, but he couldn't stop the cold, only to see the emerald green and the dark blue were frozen together, frozen to death, faded color, and quickly turned into nothing.

......

I couldn't see the sunset this evening.

The wind and snow roared like a peerless demon, covering the sky and the sun, and paving the nearby fields into a large area of white.

The soldiers of the Northwest Army braved the wind and snow, wore thick cotton clothes and shouted to block all the open buildings, and then cheered their cats back to their tent barracks, and secretly drank and bragged around the brazier.

It's boring in this bad weather, and those with itchy hands may sneak up on a few bets, but everyone knows that the big boss is in charge here, so even the most slippery veteran is very self-disciplined and restrained.

It's just that those brothers who are on duty and patrol have to stand guard in this bad weather.

Many people think that this is really a bit unnecessary, because they have all heard that counting their handsome in this place, there are five or six of the top masters of the Four Realms level alone, and with this kind of terrifying character in charge, who is not long-sighted will make trouble here?

In fact, many soldiers have other ideas in their hearts, they have heard that the heaven and the earth echo between the gestures of the masters of the four realms, and they have the ability to change the heavens and the earth, and there are so many in the four realms alone, why not collectively make a way to blow this wind and snow away?

Of course, the low-level soldiers with such illusions will certainly not know how terrible the consumption is required to truly change the world.

The night is like a curtain, gradually falling, and the wind and snow are howling outside, but the central area of the camp is still lively, especially the largest conference hall in the center, which is brightly lit.

This council hall is not a serious building, but an improved big tent, after all, the construction time of the camp is short, and it is not intended to be permanent, so it is simply built a huge tent, and the area of it alone is half of the courtyard of the rich and noble.

Everyone knew that every night, all the high-ranking military officers in the Northwest here, as well as those high-ranking cultivators who had arrived, would gather in this council hall.

Many people also have a mirror in their hearts, as more and more cultivators come to this big tent, there will be more and more people in this big tent, and all the decisions and distributions related to the grassland world will also be realized in this big tent.

On the other level, those who can enter this big tent and have a seat are not ordinary big people.

Any one of them can trigger a storm in a place.