What is the most painful thing in the world?

No one knows if Xiao Xuan has considered this issue.

But when he followed Ye Qingshan step by step, slowly walking down Chaoyang Street in the dead of night, he felt very painful.

Because one is a person who doesn't like to talk, and the other is a person who can't speak. At this time, Xiao Xuan thought that Ye Qingshan should say something.

He couldn't take the initiative to ask questions, so he had to wait for the other party to take the initiative to say it.

The two came to a stone bridge, and Xiao Xuan recognized it as a place he often passed by when he usually walked. It's just that when he usually comes here, it's during the day, when there is an uneven crowd of passers-by, but he never tries to see what the stone bridge looks like at night.

Under the stone bridge is a small river, the sound of gurgling water in the ears, there are no boats on the river, and naturally there are no tourists. The moonlight fell into the river, shattering as the current swayed.

Around the stone bridge at night, you don't feel a trace of the hustle and bustle of the day.

Ye Qingshan walked onto the stone bridge and stopped, and Xiao Xuan, standing behind him, also stopped.

He saw a lot of people tonight, knew a lot of things, and there were many people who were so arrogant in the daytime of Xuanyang City that they had been buried in the night at this time, and since then the history of Xuanyang's rivers and lakes has been rewritten.

Heroes create the times, or the times create heroes, Xiao Xuan doesn't know the difference and has never cared. But he knows that those who have created history or rewritten history have finally left a strong mark on history, and those who can only follow the flow of history, forced to move forward by history or simply crushed into slag by that wheel, can only be quickly forgotten by those behind them.

In a sense, his origin can be regarded as unprecedented in this world, and there may be no one in the future. At this level, Xiao Xuan is the first person in the past. Unfortunately, this is the biggest secret in his heart, and he may never let a second person know it again.

So he is still a small person to this day.

He doesn't like to be seen as a small person, at least not the kind of little person who is good for nothing.

Although the encounter between him and Ye Qingshan in front of the Tilting Cloud Pavilion seemed to be a very accidental thing, he had always believed that all accidents contained some kind of inevitability. He deeply believed that Ye Qingshan must have some kind of purpose for letting himself see and hear these things.

It's a pity that this brilliant swordsman with outstanding cultivation is actually a wooden head that cherishes words like gold.

Ye Qingshan didn't know that someone had already scolded him a hundred times in his heart, a hundred times, he looked down at the pitch-black drinking water, and said word by word: "The main purpose of letting you see these things today is to make you understand the gap between you and me." ”

The gap between a great cultivator of the Void Transformation Realm and an ordinary person, even if it is not as far as the distance between heaven and earth, is not much different. Just like Ye Qingshan and Xiao Xuan, who were standing on the stone bridge at this time, although the soul power in his body was drained by the powerful array talisman before, he still had the ability to make this young man's body die as long as he moved his fingers.

Xiao Xuan sighed in his heart when he heard this, and silently added a boredom and a small belly chicken intestine before the limit of cherishing words like gold.

"In order to achieve my current state, I have given things that you can't imagine, and you have nothing, no outstanding talent, no qualifications, no money, and no time, even if you want to, you can't start. ”

When Ye Qingshan said these words, his tone was very light, because he was injured a little, but these words fell on Xiao Xuan's heart, but they were extremely heavy.

Because he knew that what Ye Qingshan said was the truth, he would not be angry at all because of the other party's extremely unfriendly statement.

If anger was useful, if anger could let him see that gate, he wouldn't mind venting all his life's anger on Ye Qingshan.

However, there are no ifs.

So he still stood there quietly, not saying a word.

Ye Qingshan looked at him there silently, and he was angry and irritated for no reason, even he didn't know why this was, but said bluntly: "Cultivating this kind of thing is not suitable for you. ”

Xiao Xuan's character is to be straighter when he encounters straightness, and he is more straight when he encounters bends...... Then force it to be straightened over.

He was just thinking, Ye Qingshan, what kind of grudge do I have with you, you have put so much effort just to make me break off the idea of cultivation, is it possible that every great cultivator like you is so boring?

"Who can say this kind of thing clearly? I told you before, even if I know that I will die in the next moment, I will not give up at this moment. ”

"It's not suitable or what, it's really not very important, whether you want to do one thing or not, the key is whether it's worth it, just like if you Ye Qingshan likes the girl in which building, but that girl is so coincidentally the first Oiran in Xuanyang City, if you want to sleep with her for one night, you need to pay a thousand taels of gold, so do you pay or not?"

"A thousand taels of gold is naturally important, but for a person who is good at this, if he can have a night with such a beauty, it will be the death of the peony flower, and the ghost will also be romantic, isn't it? But if it were me, I would definitely not be willing to take out the thousand taels, because I am not good at this mouthful, in my mind, even if the most beautiful woman in the world stripped naked and lay on the bed to take what I wanted, it is not worth my to take out a thousand taels. ”

"But if I replace a sleek girl with a book of practice books of Wufeng Academy, even if it is an entry-level one, I will not hesitate to empty my pockets. ”

"If you pay the cost and you can get a report that is higher than the cost, then what is there to hesitate about?"

The metaphor was rude, vulgar, and didn't take into account the feelings of an oiran who was not present, but it was the most telling example that Xiao Xuan could come up with. Xiao Xuan hadn't seen the No. 1 Oiran of Xuanyang, but he had heard it before, but he didn't know that the rumored beauty was just an artist, not a person. If the fanatical followers of beauty heard his words, I am afraid that Xiao Xuan would not think about being able to mix in Xuanyang City in the future.

Ye Qingshan understood what he said, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his fingers suddenly pressed on the hilt of the sword.

Xiao Xuan only thought that he was annoyed by his vulgar jokes, and he didn't care, but continued to talk eloquently, with the demeanor of those professors and masters in the National Religious Academy, and he didn't care that Ye Qingshan's face was getting more and more ugly, and the fingers pressed on the hilt of the sword were getting tighter and tighter.

Xiao Xuan finally found out that in the matter of not using dirty words to scold people, he had no intention of throwing Ye Qingshan out of the ten streets.

What he didn't know was that if it weren't for some irreversible factors, the black long sword that had killed hundreds of people tonight would most likely fly out of its scabbard again.

The two parted ways on the stone bridge.

When I returned to the small courtyard, it was already the middle of the night, and it should be only an hour before dawn.

When he pushed open the wooden door that was still creaking, he thought that he would have to go to the inn after dawn to do this and that, but he wanted to practice but made no progress, Xiao Xuan felt a headache.

When he unbuttoned his short clothes, lay down on the bed, and smelled the faint smell of sweat emanating from the mattress, he remembered that he had planned to go for a break tonight by going out at night, but he had caused so many troubles.

"What's going on. ”

After finishing his mouth, he began to seriously consider the meaning of what Ye Qingshan said.

Although Ye Qingshan did something very inexplicable for some reason that he didn't understand, a great cultivator who had reached the level of Perfection and Void asserted that he was not suitable for cultivation, which was obviously not a joke or a lie. Of course, he knew that he was too old and might not have too good results if he came to practice again at this time, but why would the other party say that he was not suitable for cultivation?

The only explanation he could think of was that Ye Qingshan saw something from him that even he didn't know.

Thinking of this, he had some resentment, and couldn't help but scold again.

You've said so much, will you die if you say two more words?

Of course, Xiao Xuan wouldn't know what he had missed, because if he hadn't given a very absurd example involving a person who shouldn't have been involved, Ye Qingshan was going to tell him.

He wanted to convince Xiao Xuan to give up his cultivation, and in his expectation, as long as he said that, he would definitely be able to achieve his goal.

The boy lying on the bed turned over in distress, and his eyes inadvertently fell on the wordless book.

In retrospect, perhaps because he was disappointed when he opened the book, he didn't think much about it. For that inexplicable old Taoist, what benefit can he get by sending a pile of useless waste paper to himself? Looking at his appearance, it is not that he is crazy, so is the problem in this book?

It is also said that since he is a Taoist priest, he must come from the state religion. The history of the state religion is so long, even in the vast history of cultivation in the entire continent, it also occupies a large place, although there is no trace of the temperament of the Dao bone fairy wind from the body of the old Tao, but what if?

The more Xiao Xuan thought about it, the more it made sense, an old Taoist who had never known each other could not sit on such a meaningless thing. Those yellowed old papers, even if they are used to use the toilet, he will be too hard, then there is only one explanation.

It must be the wrong way to open it.

Thinking of some old-fashioned ciphertext methods, Xiao Xuan felt that he was infinitely close to the truth.

Blisters with water, with light, with fire, well, paper books naturally can't be burned with fire, in short, he thought of countless possibilities in an instant.

Xiao Xuan felt very happy, so he jumped up impatiently.

"Sitting at home, there are also people who send peerless cheats, this year's good luck has really come, with this kind of luck, cultivation is really just a small thing. ”