Seeing that the white-bearded old man was done, Ye Wen asked in a low voice, "Can the seniors tell me now, what was the agreement thirty years ago? Why do you want to pick up people? If you can, by the way, tell the juniors who the two seniors are? Are they immortals or demons?"

The white-bearded old man stretched out his head and took a strong breath of the tea fragrance, and said with satisfaction, "There are a lot of problems, it's not like your father at all, but as soon as he saw the old man, he asked a question, how to cultivate students to govern the country and level the world?"

"The younger generation is the adopted son of his father Ye Bin. Ye Wen explained, and then asked, "How did the seniors answer?"

"I didn't answer, it was the sword domain nether man who swung his sword to destroy a mountain, indicating that a sword is in hand, and I have a reckless posture in the world. The white-bearded old man rebuked angrily, obviously despising the barbarism of the Sword Domain.

Ye Wen sat aside and didn't speak, and he was very curious about what made Ye Bin, the father of Yijie Wensheng, not only have the spirit of a scholar but also the spirit of a swordsman in just a few years.

"Your father said without thinking, he didn't distinguish between right and wrong, right and wrong, black and white, and did everything he could? That stuffy gourd actually nodded! Although there is nothing wrong with what he said, it is always bad to let children realize reality so early. The white-bearded old man paused and continued.

Ye Bin seemed to say so, his face was very angry, angry, I hadn't seen such a hot-blooded human race for a long time, and the stuffy gourd asked unprecedentedly, what is right and wrong, what is right and wrong, what is black and white? Your father is also a stubborn donkey, and he is not afraid of a sword slashing him, and continues to refute, everyone is right, the law is clear, and the psychology of people is white, and vice versa. This time, he stopped talking, he was originally a person who was not good at words, so he needed the old man and me to save the scene. I will ask your father, who is right and wrong, and what is right and wrong, and what is wrong in the world, things in the world are not black and white. ”

Ye Wen didn't expect that his father was still such a stubborn scholar who insisted on black and white when he was young.

The old man with the white beard continued, "I asked again who was right and who was wrong to break bones and eat them?" and he replied without hesitation, that such an act was no different from that of an animal. I continued, is this his fault? Who brought him to this point of extreme ferocity, after all, it was war? No, he lost the war! If his fist is not big enough and his means are not strong enough, he will not survive in this world. Heaven and earth are still unkind and unjust, and all things are used as dogs, and fairness is just a reason for the weak to give themselves to persist in patience, how sad. Whitebeard counted the time to pour out the first tea in the cup, replaced it with a second one, and continued.

"Immediately, Ye Bin's kid knelt directly in front of the two of us without saying a word and asked for a way to save the world, me and that stuffy gourd, both of them laughed, laughing and laughing tears also laughed, to be honest, I saw the stuffy gourd smile for the first time in these years, the smile was so bitter and so astringent, if we know the way to save the world, why bother to do this to attract people, heaven and earth are not kind, with my human race as ants, haha, hahaha!" The white-bearded old man laughed inexplicably.

Ye Wen looked at the old man who was laughing inexplicably, he seemed to be laughing, but he laughed bitterly, "What happened later?"

"Later, later, the gourd taught a set of swordsmanship, I taught a set of breathing and breathing formulas, and threw it to your father, and threw a large piece of his door panel into that beast's den, and it didn't matter, whether he lived or died was up to him!"

"Dens?"

"Well, it's the place where there are a lot of brutes and a lot of mountain bags. ”

"Is that place called the 100,000 Great Mountain, and there are many wild tribes and beasts in it?"

"Don't you see the wild tribe, the beasts are all brutes who can speak human words! I think it's in the 100,000 mountains you said!"

Ye Wen's brain is full of sweat, all beasts who speak human words! These two are immortals, they are completely demons!**Demons who ignore human life as if they were nothing!

The white-bearded old man seemed to see through Ye Wen's thoughts, "Ignoring human life, we never kill anyone!" The third tea was finally brewed, and the white-bearded old man picked up the ancient wooden teacup and opened the lid of the cup, filling the room with the fragrance of tea, taking a sip, and enjoying it all over his face.

"As for the demon, what is the demon?" asked the white-bearded old man who was tasting the tea in front of the Ming Dynasty in his mouth. Seeing that Ye Wen didn't answer, he said to himself, "Demons are born from the heart! Then what are immortals? Immortals are also born from the heart! There are no immortals and demons in the world, only gods and demons! No matter whether they become immortals or become demons, they all have different paths to the same end, and in the final analysis, they are still human races."

"What about the fairy world and the demon world?" Ye Wen is very strange, he is not surprised that there are immortals who step on the sword in this world, Taoist ancestor Li Dongxuan is known as the imperial sword that travels thousands of miles in a day, and the Buddhists also have the true body of King Kong, and the Buddha travels thousands of miles.

"For your father's sake, I will quietly tell you that the fairy world and the demon world are all one place, and that place is called the ancient world!

After speaking, he squeezed his eyebrows at Ye Wen, with a look that you know, and then intentionally or unintentionally showed Ye Wen the iron plate engraved with a knife hanging on his chest. Then he disappeared like a wisp of smoke, and by the way, he took away his teacup, teacup and teapot, and even the teacup that Ye Wen was holding in his hand disappeared without knowing when he left his hand.

Outside the clouds, two white clouds on a black and a white two people sit opposite each other, the man in black has a cold face, with a sword in his left hand, and a huge gourd in his right hand, the gourd mouth is wafting with a strong aroma of wine. There are two iron plaques hanging on his chest, one engraved with a sword, and the other engraved with three bronze characters of nine characters. The other person had a fluttering white beard, and he was so disgusted that he waved the rich wine in the air with his hand, and carefully held the ancient wooden teapot to see if it was a small sip on the spout.

"The fourth barely qualified seed candidate! Stuffy gourd, have you seen that bald head sitting motionless on Longqi Mountain, are you qualified?" These two are the two great supernatural figures that Ye Wen met today.

"Poor qualifications, poor bones, poor heart, if you don't pay attention, even on this dragon-filled mountain, you will inevitably be invaded by demons, even if you barely survive it, you won't be able to live long" The man in Xuanyi poured a big sip of green ant wine, and said impatiently, "It's been thirty days, when can I return to the ancient world?"

"Didn't you say that you can rush to the three-digit ranking first, you have to rest, and then rush down, you will also be demonic!" said the white-bearded old man after a moment of silence.

"The sword in my heart, the sword in my hand, and the sword in my mind can't stop, besides, I've found a way to suppress it!" said the man in Xuanyi with a resolute face, raising the huge wine gourd in his hand.

"If you go on like this, sooner or later, you will be demonic, why don't you take a sip of my Ming Qian tea and calm down!" said the white-bearded old man who handed over the teapot he regarded as a treasure, and did not look at the saliva that others left on the mouth of the teapot.

"Drink the tea before the Ming Dynasty, is the light ahead? I'd better go and find the soul of the third seed, fortunately, in the hands of the dead human race, you can enter reincarnation." The man in the dark robe said and left.

The white-bearded old man drank all the yellow soup in the teapot in a big gulp, and walked towards Longdu, "I should also leave the inheritance of my acrobatics, and then die, there is no hope, why don't I kill a few beasts to give future generations more life." ”

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