In the deep chūn season, all kinds of trees are stretching their waist branches, revealing green leaves. Dongyi City is close to the seaside, and the humid sea breeze blows at night, which makes the chūn here come earlier and faster than other places, and the period of chūn meaning is longer.

I don't know how many years this big green tree on the outskirts of the city has been growing here, the trunk is straight and there is no sense of piercing the sky, and countless thousands of melted green leaves are gathered into a large umbrella cover at the canopy, which is particularly beautiful and compassionate, blocking the rì head in the sky, sprinkling a yīn shadow, covering the people who enter and leave the city.

The tree was so big that the range of Yīn Shadow was even a few acres of land, and there were many pedestrians resting under the tree. Under the tree are those protruding from the soil surface of the knotted roots, just like the thick dragon body, calm and solid, looking around the sword Fan Xian Xiao Emperor three is to rest next to these roots, this strange combination, did not attract passers-by sideways, probably because there have been many strange people in Dongyi City.

Fan Xian sat on the root of the tree, feeling the coolness under his buttocks, he didn't know what kind of big tree he was behind him, and he didn't bother to explore the roots, he just lowered his head to look for ants or mantis that moved dung balls in the roots of the tree, but he didn't find anything.

"How old was she then?"

"Five or six years old, seven or eight years old?" Si Gu Jian sat in a wheelchair, frowned, and thought for a long time, as if his memory had become a little blurred because of the age, and he spat on the ground and said, "It's just a little girl anyway." ”

"How old were you then?"

"Should I be a teenager?" Gu Jian scratched his head and said, "You know that my brain has never been very good, and I can't always remember such complex problems. ”

"I don't think my age is a complicated issue. ”

"Genius is always different from everyone else in some ways. Si Gu Jian obviously didn't care about Fan Xian's sarcasm, and said with a sneer.

"The other side of genius is idiocy. Fan Xian glanced at him lazily and said, "Of course, everyone in the world knows that you were an idiot when you were a child. ”

Si Gu Jian didn't say anything, but he was in the same place with Fan Xian's eyes, trying to find some shadows from the cracks next to the roots of the trees.

The little emperor Zhan Doudou stood aside indifferently, looking at the old and young people who were mad, and they were quite disapproving, the three of them walked here, and they were calm all the way, with the Taoist theory in the world, the identity of the little emperor is naturally the most noble, but it is obvious that whether it is Si Gu Jian or Fan Xian, they don't care much about this.

Si Gu Jian and Fan Xian seemed to be interested in finding ants, and stayed under the green tree, as if they had no intention of leaving. The little emperor frowned slightly, thinking that the courtiers outside the sword house were only afraid that they were still worried about themselves, and they didn't know what would happen next, and they were worried that the old and young would not reveal their lives, so he was slightly worried in his heart, and said softly: "Miss Ye is no longer here, and you can't expect her to come back to life if you look here for another three years." ”

This sentence seems to state one thing, but there are some heart-wrenching thoughts, and the little emperor's resourcefulness and reaction speed have been fully reflected at this moment. In the sword house, Sigu Jian only briefly mentioned the matter of persuading Fan Xian to rebel, and she caught some vague clues, and tried to point here.

As soon as these words came out, Si Gu Jian and Fan Xian both raised their heads and glanced at her, and she was a little panicked when she saw it. Fan Xian shrugged and said, "I just think ants are more interesting than people." ”

Looking at Fan Xian, he said in admiration: "When your mother accompanied me to find ants, someone asked us this, and she also answered like this. ”

With the somewhat pleasant narration of the Si Gu Jian, Fan Xian smiled, and the picture from many years ago seemed to appear in front of him.

A runny idiot, squatting under a big green tree, watching ants move and fight, maybe even untie the belt around his waist and pee on the ant's nest. The pedestrians passing around, the residents of Dongyi City, all knew the identity of this big idiot, and when they passed by him, they all had a look of pity and disgust in their eyes, but no one was willing to come forward to talk to him.

Then a blind young servant took a little girl by the hand and came to Dongyi City from afar, and came to the big green tree, and found this person who was so focused that he didn't care about what was happening next to him...... Idiot.

The little girl crouched curiously beside the idiot and asked him, "What are you looking at?"

The idiot looked at her impatiently and said, "I'm looking at ants." ”

The little girl sighed, and then began to watch the ants with him, and kept watching for a long time, and then finally someone next to him couldn't look at it, and reminded the young servant that this idiot was the young master of a certain big man in the city, and he was just a fool, so don't let your young lady be stupid with him.

When the little girl heard this, she didn't stand up, but said with a smile: "I just think that sometimes, ants are much more interesting than people." ”

Obviously, the implicit meaning of this sentence is much more mature than the age of this small body. However, the pedestrians and citizens under the tree did not notice this, they just thought that this young lady who did not know whose family was so good-looking, so clean, like a fairy daughter who came out of the painting, actually squatted with the most famous idiot of the city lord's family, it was really a little unbearable.

Then the little girl beckoned, and the blind young servant, who had been cold like a block of ice, also squatted beside the two of them, although he did not want to squat, but there was no difference between squatting and standing for him, and since she liked to let herself squat, then squat.

............ "We happened to be three of us at the time. Si Gu Jian continued his recollection, scratched his cheeks that were a little itchy, and said hoarsely: "I watched the ants fight for a long time, and then I invited them to my house as guests." ”

"Your home?"

"My dead dad is the former city lord of Dongyi City, don't you know?"

"Oh, I've heard of it, but it was a long time ago, and your dead daddy died by your sword a long time ago, I didn't think about it for a while. ”

"The City Lord's Mansion is big and luxurious. Si Gu Jian suddenly grinned, "But the place I live in is like a kennel, because I'm an idiot, and my dead dad hates me the most, and my mom is just a girl, you know what I'm talking about, right?"

"Well, I've read a lot of similar novels. Fan Xian nodded, no one in Dongyi City dared to talk about the past of Sigu Jian, but it didn't mean that the Supervision Yuan had no research on this aspect, he already had a clear understanding of Sigu Jian's life experience, and he knew how the idiot lived in the City Lord's Mansion back then, but he only learned today that Sigu Jian's biological mother was a Yahuan, and that Yahuan was afraid that she would die many, many years ago.

"Your mother and Wuzhu are friends I met for the first time in my life. Si Gu Jian suddenly said very strictly: "Although the place where I live is so bad that I can't even bring out a cup of tea, they didn't look down on me and still went with me." ”

"Maybe because I was an idiot at the time, I didn't think there was anything wrong with that. But obviously, many people in the City Lord's Mansion thought that there was something wrong with this, and it was impossible to accept two people of unknown origin living in the mansion, especially with the idiot young master. So a few days later, Ye Zi and Wuzhu left the City Lord's Mansion, and I didn't care, anyway, during the day, I had to go out to see the ants, and I would go to the house they rented to play by the way. ”

"It's really the first time I've known that you once had such a relationship with your mother and Uncle Wuzhu. ”

Si Gu Jian frowned, and said in a cold voice: "Could it be that Wuzhu has never mentioned to you about Dongyi City back then?"

"Nope. Fan Xian sat on the root of the tree, took a thin wooden branch, unconsciously picked up the soil, and replied: "Uncle has become much worse in remembering xìng later." ”

"Oh, this kid Wuzhu, can it get worse when you remember xìng?" Si Gu Jian suddenly laughed, "Isn't that similar to the idiot I looked like back then." ”

Fan Xian glared at him, then shook his head with a wry smile and asked, "Do you know...... My mother and Uncle Wuzhu ...... Where did it come from?"

This is a thing that has plagued him for more than ten years, although he can vaguely guess a little, and in the cliff of the West Mountain outside the capital, Sean also mentioned some before he died, but the old man Sean's description before his death only explained the origin of his mother, but did not mention Uncle Wuzhu.

In Sean's narration, he and Kuhe worked hard for thousands of miles, entered the periphery of the temple, and then saw Ye Qingmei, the two of them saved Ye Qingmei from the temple, but they were separated halfway, Ye Qingmei was only four years old at that time, and there were two years or even longer when Sigu Jian saw her in Dongyi City.

During this period of time, what was Ye Qingmei doing, and how did Uncle Wuzhu come to her side?

In Sean's memories, it was mentioned that Ye Qingmei seemed to be deeply worried about someone in the temple, and he couldn't let go of it in his heart, so he would leave absolutely, that person ...... Is it Uncle Wuzhu?

............ Hearing Fan Xian's question, Si Gu Jian suddenly became extremely quiet, and only after a while did he say quietly: "At that time, it was naturally impossible for me to know where they came from and where they were going...... But then I naturally learned about it slowly. ”

He turned his head slightly, stared at Fan Xian with those bottomless quiet eyes, and said, "Don't you know where Wuzhu came from?"

Fan Xian lowered his head and was silent for a long time, Uncle Wuzhu is a monster, Uncle Wuzhu will not get old, Uncle Wuzhu will not have internal strength, Uncle Wuzhu is very good and powerful, so Uncle Wuzhu ...... He smiled bitterly and said, "Even if Uncle Wuzhu came out of the temple, what about my mother?"

"Nonsense, the blind are all messengers in the temple, your mother is his master, of course she is the fairy in the temple, otherwise she is alone, how can she do so many things in this world?" Si Gu Jian scolded very annoyingly, as if he felt that Fan Xian's question was really a bit redundant.

However, Fan Xian didn't have any superfluous thoughts, he thought with a wry smile, his mother Ye Qingmei, it was obvious that he was the same as himself, he had a soul that did not belong to this world, what kind of relationship could he have with the temple?

Fan Xian and Si Gu Jian spoke energetically, and the memories were embarrassing, but their voices were naturally bundled in one place, and they did not affect anyone under the big tree at all. However, the little emperor of Northern Qi had been standing beside the two of them, quietly listening to this qiē, and her face gradually turned pale, and her hands in her sleeves trembled.

She didn't expect that under this big tree, she would be able to hear such a terrifying secret. She also finally understood why Fan Xian, a young man, had a self-confidence and even arrogance that was unattainable in the world from the beginning of his life, he dared to be so disdainful of an emperor in the world, dared to sit on an equal footing with a great master like Sigu Jian, dared to speak out about the world, and tried to control everything in his hands.

The little emperor knew that Fan Xian's mother was Ye Qingmei, and he vaguely knew that there was a blind master behind him, but it wasn't until today that she knew that the Ye family lady and the blind master had an inexplicable relationship with the temple.

What is a temple? It is a god who floats on the clouds of the nine heavens, indifferently watching the suffering of the world, but does not move at all, a will beyond the mundane, a guardian of the legendary earth. However, no one knew where the temple was and what it was, except that Master Kuhe had seen the temple with his own eyes.

Under the big green tree, Miss Ye Jia encountered Sigu Jian, and Sigu Jian changed from an old idiot with a runny nose to a generation of strong swordsmanship in the world, and then the emperor of Qingguo, His Majesty...... The little emperor's short eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, from the beginning of the Great Wei to the present, all the people in the world want to see the appearance of the temple with their own eyes, and want to seek the shadow of the Heavenly Dao from the ethereal. Didn't the Emperor of the Great Wei send a team of thousands of people to the north to find the temple for the sake of immortality?

It turned out that behind Fan Xian, there was the shadow of the temple. The little emperor of Northern Qi glanced at Fan Xian's silhouette, and his heart was extremely shocked and complicated.

............ Fan Xian took a deep breath and said, "I should know something about the future. After living in Dongyi City for a few years, my mother began to do business, which gave rise to the later Ye family and now Nanqing Neiku. ”

"The development of anything is not so simple. Si Gu Jian raised his only remaining arm and raised a finger, "Even if Ye Qingmei is an immortal, she has no way, she needs someone to help her do it without any help." ”

Fan Xian frowned, looked at the sword and said, "You?"

"That's me. Si Gu Jian said indifferently: "Although I am an idiot, after all, I am the young master in the City Lord's Mansion, as long as I control the City Lord's Mansion, the Ye family's business name can naturally travel freely in Dongyi City." ”

"Understood. Fan Xian lowered his head and said: "The chance encounter under the big green tree is not necessarily a chance encounter, in other words, she already knew the situation in the city before she entered Dongyi City, so she chose you." ”

"No, a chance encounter is a chance encounter. Si Gu Jian said indifferently: "At least I insist on that, if she is looking for a collaborator, there are too many people better than me, and the things in her head are enough to attract countless riches, and the blind man's storage can guarantee that she does not have any real enemies in this world." ”

"What exactly were you doing in the years before you went into business?" Fan Xian didn't argue about the question.

"I was continuing to watch the ants, and then practicing the sword, and then one day, the old poison of Fei Jie came. Si Gu Jian yawned, as if the long memories were really bothering him.

"Oh, the master said that the most glorious thing in his life was to cure an idiot in Dongyi City into a great grandmaster. Fan Xian laughed.

Looking at the sword and sneering: "I'm just thinking about things in my head, and I'm not really an idiot, what does it have to do with Fei Jie when I become a monster like the Great Grandmaster?"

Fan Xian smiled and said with a smile: "That naturally has something to do with my mother." ”

Si Gu Jian was silent for a moment, and then laughed: "Your mother can pass on Tianyi's exercises to Kuhe, and of course she can pass on the swordsmanship to me...... However, I am a genius, and your mother's swordsmanship is useless, and what is really useful is what I later learned by myself. ”

"Well, you seem to be a little more narcissistic than I thought. Fan Xian shrugged, but he knew that this great master was telling the truth, even if the Sigu Sword Technique was one of the skills that Ye Qingmei stole from the temple back then, but with the appearance of a mortal, he could cultivate the realm of a grandmaster, not a great genius, great perseverance, and great luck, it was not enough to achieve it.

"There are many meanings of genius. Si Gu Jian's eyelids drooped, as if he could close at any moment, never to open them again, "Your mother once said that my genius lies in concentration and indifference. ”

"A person who can watch ants move for ten years is not something that can be found casually. Si Gu Jian said hoarsely: "An idiot who killed tens of thousands of ants one by one with thin wooden branches, it is not easy to find, my luck is good, I met your mother and Wuzhu, and your mother's luck is also good, I met me in Dongyi City." ”

Fan Xian couldn't speak for a long time, secretly savoring this sentence, thinking that decades ago, there was a storm on the mainland, and I don't know how many talented and masterful characters emerged, such as a bitter lotus, a great perseverance like a sword, a big idiot like a sword, and a ninja like His Majesty, all appeared at that time, and then Ye Qingmei escaped from the temple with Uncle Wuzhu and met these characters.

Regardless of the realm, no matter how lucky, in terms of talent and will, in this world today, no one can compare with these strong people who have not yet become great grandmasters. Haitang can't do it, her master dares to eat human flesh, Fan Xian can't, his emperor Lao Tzu can endure the supreme pain and despair of broken meridians, and neither can Wang Shisanlang, his Sword Saint Master doesn't take human life seriously at all. Contemporary young people have their own flaws, each has its own shortcomings, this gap, I don't know how many years, how many ups and downs, to make up for it, and then to touch the layer of paper at the time of heaven and man, and finally jump over, become a real great master.

"It's all fate. Fan Xian looked around at the sword and sighed.

Si Gu Jian looked at Fan Xian with a strange expression, and said, "Do you want to learn? ”

Fan Xian's heart froze, knowing that this sword saint was about to tell what he was going to say at this time, a wry smile couldn't help but appear on his face, and he said softly: "I think you should already know, I already know." ”

Sigu Jian said indifferently: "I'm talking about the real Sigu Sword. ”

............ Fan Xian's heart was shocked, and he was silent for a long time, and suddenly said, "Actually, there is no difference. The key is still people, the young people of our generation are still not as good as your generation, of course, this gap may gradually narrow, but even if you move everything in the temple to me, what will I do if I practice?"

There was an infinite feeling in his heart, the skills that his mother stole from the temple back then seemed to have been passed on to these great masters respectively, except for Ye Liuyun's Liuyun scattered, and some unclear reasons, the others had been fully proven.

Outside the temple, Kuhe paid the price of serious injuries and rescued Ye Qingmei, who was only four years old at the time, and then obtained the price from Ye Qingmei's hands, which is the supreme method of such a day.

Although the swordsmanship of Sigu Sword was realized by himself with excellent aura and infatuation, it is obvious that if there is no chance encounter under the big green tree, the idiot is still an idiot after all, and he cannot be stimulated, how can he leap into the ranks?

As for the Huang Sè booklet that has been following Fan Xian's side, the upper volume is domineering, and the lower volume is the royal road, and he has been with him for twenty years, and now he naturally understands that this is what his mother left to Emperor Lao Tzu back then, and then Emperor Lao Tzu left it to himself without knowing how to get through guò Wuzhu.

It was the domineering skill that made Fan Xian feel a sense of frustration in his heart, and he couldn't enter the realm of the royal road. And he also learned the true qi method of Tianyi, and there was no qualitative help, even if the Sigu Sword really had the so-called true Sigu Sword passed on to him, but what help?

The relics scattered by Ye Qingmei in this world have been gradually picked up by Fan Xian, and one more piece seems to be useless.

"Ye Qingmei grew into a towering blue tree in Dongyi City back then, and I relied on the sword in my hand to gain a position in Dongyi City and become her partner in catching insects next to the big tree. Si Gu Jian closed his eyes slightly, and said softly: "If you can't practice, you have to continue to practice, a tree has to grow, where is it so easy." ”

Fan Xian smiled, walked under the towering azure tree, patted the trunk gently, and said, "I'm not afraid of being greedy and chewing too much, since you must let me learn, then I will reluctantly learn it." ”