“……”

That's a terrible thing to say. However, Changsheng just sighed and didn't feel embarrassed.

"I beg you."

Seokjin's laughter came to an abrupt end. He looked at Changsheng in disbelief, but then felt that something was wrong with his surprise. Ugly is a stupid child, why be surprised? She probably didn't know what humiliation was.

Somewhat bored, he fell back into his chair, and Yukjin lazily looked at the sun above him, refusing to take his eyes away from the pain of being burned by the sun. He heard his own slow voice.

"If you want to cultivate immortals, you must have spiritual roots, second, you must have a broad dantian, third, you must have an excellent physique, fourth, you must have a very high understanding, and fifth, you must have perseverance...... What do you have? Can you only wield the wrist of a small wooden sword? You just wielded this little wooden sword, and replaced it with a real sword, do you swing it? ”

Changsheng didn't speak, just looked down at the small wooden sword in her hand, remembering her grandfather who was so good to her, so she nodded very affirmatively.

"Even if I don't have anything, I can cultivate immortals, right? Is there not even a single person in this world who has become a monk without the ones you said? ”

"It's so naïve, it's really naïve, it's really still a child......"

"Ugly, you have to remember that there are always people in this world who think that they will be that special person. People who can't cultivate immortals will think, why can't they become the existence of one in ten thousand? A soldier who has nothing thinks why can't he become a famous general? Embroidery girls will feel why can't they become the world's leading embroiderers? The literati will think, why can't they become the leader of Wenzong? ”

"There are too many people to think like this, too many to count. But how many people can really do it? There are countless small soldiers in the army, and they all want to be generals, but there is only one great general in the army of hundreds of thousands; Only the world's first embroidery girl can get into the eyes of those powerful; There are so many literati and scholars throughout the ages, and how many can leave a name in history? ”

"Similarly, there are only 1 in 100,000 people in this world who can cultivate, and those with average talent need 1 in 10,000, and those with superior talent only account for 1 in 10,000. Why do you feel like that special person? A lot of times, it's just that you feel special. In the eyes of those in the higher classes, you are just a piece of dust, and when the wind blows, it disperses. ”

"Do you feel special? But other people also feel special, and they also feel like you're a stepping stone. So, don't think you're special, you're just the most ordinary of all living beings. Be realistic and realistic. ”

The fever and pain eyes looked at Changsheng, because he had been looking directly at the sun for a long time, Xuejin's eyes were a little red at this time, white skin and black hair, and his eyes were a little red, so beautiful that it made people's hearts palpitate.

But Changsheng just reacted from the long list of words he said, and stubbornly spoke.

"I want to cultivate immortals."

“…… It's really unteachable. ”

"What do you mean?"

Changsheng was a little dumbfounded. Although Grandpa knew some simple words, they were all forcibly asked by the general to learn in his free time, not to become a master of literature, as long as he was not deceived by others. Thanks to this, Lao Gu Tou only learned a few words, and he had already taught them all to Changsheng.

But Changsheng still doesn't understand such chapters of poetry.

Xuejin waved his hand lazily, on such a rare sunny day, he didn't want to waste time on such a thing.

"Go past, don't mess with me, I want to sleep well......"

Speaking of this, Xue Jin closed his eyes and rested.

Seeing that he didn't move, Changsheng frowned, she was too young to know what to do in this situation, so she could only continue to wave the small wooden sword in her hand. Learn the moves taught by your grandfather first, and wait for Xuejin to wake up before she wakes up. However, Changsheng felt that Xue Jin should have done it on purpose, otherwise why would he choose to sleep at this time?

Waving the small wooden sword for a while, remembering what Xue Jin had just said, Changsheng glanced at the place where his grandfather put the long knife, gritted his teeth, and walked over.

Xue Jin was awakened by a violent gasp, and before he could open his eyes, he subconsciously showed a disgusted expression.

Then he remembered the next moment that there was only an eight-year-old doll beside him, and then he slowly relaxed his stiff body. At the same time, there was some helplessness in my heart. What is this ugly guy doing?

As soon as she opened her eyes, Yukjin saw Changsheng panting, and the long knife she held in both hands. The long knife......

Xue Jin sat up slightly and looked thoughtfully at Changsheng and the knife. This knife is a bit strange, looking at the blade, it should be a unique system for Daqin soldiers, but there is a silver hairpin inlaid near the handle of the knife. This silver hairpin looks shoddy, and it doesn't look like it came from everyone's hands. But this is also normal, after all, in the countryside, I don't think there will be any works of everyone.

What really surprised Xue Jin was Changsheng who held the knife in both hands.

In fact, when Xue Jin was asleep, Changsheng had already made many attempts, but her strength was so small that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't afford to wield this long knife. After all, even if this long knife is used by Lao Gutou, it is as long as him, not to mention that it has a thick blade. This long knife is the standard equipment of cavalry, and it is good to wield such a long and heavy long knife on a horse. Compared with Changsheng's size, it is estimated that two are nearly as long as two of her.

But this knife was left to him by his grandfather, and Changsheng wanted to use it. So she tried silently many times by herself, but she couldn't do it, and she only tired herself half to death. Both arms can barely be lifted now.

It's just that in the place where Changsheng didn't see it, her small body was lightly swept by shallow warm currents under several attempts, and those warm currents were injected into her body, giving this small body small support.

The moment Xue Jin opened his eyes, the warm currents that were constantly injected into his arms had been saturated to a peak, and the next moment, the warm currents that were nowhere to be placed were injected into the long knife, and Changsheng felt for a moment that this heavy long knife seemed to be much lighter.

So she moved smoothly, just in time for Xue Jin to see.

Xue Jin looked at the long knife that flashed with a glimmer of light, and for a moment he couldn't believe his eyes, he almost staggered to his feet, and stretched out his hand at Changsheng.

"Give me, give me! I'll take a look at ......"

Changsheng didn't know what was going on, but he still handed the long knife over. In Xue Jin's hand, the long knife was extremely heavy, his arm sank slightly, and then he wiped the long knife to his neck without hesitation. Changsheng didn't have time to stop it at all, he only heard a pop, and the hot blood instantly spilled his head and face!