Li Muxuan stared at the spring flowers outside the house, an amazing idea suddenly came out of his heart, and his handsome face also had a smile at this moment, "There is a sentence in the book that the immortal caresses my top, and I receive immortality." What do you think, boy Ning? ”

Ning Chuyi squatted down, subconsciously pinched the corners of his clothes with both hands, and then put his palms outward on the dirt floor, looking dazed and at a loss.

The black-robed young man's smile was still the same, and after about dozens of breaths, seeing that Ning Chuyi was still motionless, he couldn't figure out what he was thinking, so he said softly: "Get up and speak." ”

Ning Chu was stunned for a while before he reluctantly came back to his senses, and he didn't look up, so he didn't notice the young man's gaze and expression.

After he stood up, he wanted to speak and stopped, he heard this sentence from Mr. Shushu, he naturally understood, hesitated in his heart, and after a battle between heaven and man, he said with a serious expression: "Brother Li, although you are a cultivator, don't make fun of me." ”

Li Muxuan didn't say anything for a long time, and after a long time, he hugged his stomach and laughed, not caring about etiquette, and in the end, he almost laughed out of tears, so he stretched out a finger and pointed at this poor young man with an unusually serious look, his movements were soft and silent.

Then he blinked and said, "That's all?" ”

Ning Chu in front of the young man rubbed his head consciously, and after a moment of silence, he nodded: "Hmm." ”

The young man looked at the wooden boy and didn't laugh anymore, he was just one head and two big, how could such a young man be more literate than a Confucian scholar? I couldn't help crying and laughing, "You really don't understand what I mean?" ”

Ning Chuyi was a little strange, but he still hummed.

The young man saw it in his eyes and smiled softly without saying a word.

Ning Chuyi walked a few steps, leaned his back against the wall, scratched his head, and was a little embarrassed, "Can I ask you a few questions?" ”

After a pause, seeing that Li Muxuan's expression was as usual, he continued: "Naturally, it is not a big deal for Brother Li, if it involves privacy, then I will not answer." ”

The young man looked at him deeply, "Oh. ”

"You say that people live for a lifetime, but live an ancient rarity, what is the purpose? The monks on the mountain cultivated for a lifetime, is it really for that ethereal eternal life? Ning Chuyi's words suddenly came out of nowhere, asking the people in front of him and asking himself.

Li Muxuan was not irritable because he was in a dilapidated house, but when he heard this, he frowned, and put on a look of hating iron but not steel, but he was slightly funny because of his young age.

He wanted to say the perfunctory words that everyone knows, but after glancing at the stupid young man, he suddenly felt that he should not use the world's truth to suppress Ning Chuyi's own truth, and said in a deep voice: "Ning boy, if you can embark on the path of cultivation in the future, you must remember that people who are too smart are destined to have a better life." ”

Ning Chu, who was leaning against the wall, smiled, and didn't seem to take it seriously.

Li Muxuan probably also felt that it was really wrong to suppress him with these words, his face was slightly cold, and he took a deep breath, "You just made a joke that wasn't funny, don't think about it." ”

Ning Chuyi had been paying attention to the change in the young man's expression, snorted, and hurriedly rubbed his hands, a little apprehensive, with an uncertain tone, but with a somewhat complicated look, he asked, "What is the world outside Fufeng City like?" Or are they all like you, shouting chivalry and righteousness all day long, and slashing demons or demons without asking about cause and effect? ”

The black-robed young man was silent for a long time, he suddenly understood why the surnamed Bai wanted to gamble with him on this meaningless game, he recalled that the person's confidante was not a demon woman who died early?

He has been cultivating for twenty years, and he was high-spirited that year, and made a decision that made the entire Shushan almost be buried, and went to Baizhao Mountain alone with Chengying, and asked the sword to live in seclusion, the scholar with a decadent face!

At that time, the scholar had already lost his sword heart, and his cultivation was not as good as before, but he still broke all his killings with a sword in his hand, and he just left a sentence in front of him who was dejected, "The swordsmanship is acceptable, but the sword intent is slightly unsatisfactory." ”

Just a sword has such a heroic momentum, if it is high-spirited, what kind of scenery is it? At that time, he really wanted to break his head, and he wouldn't understand why Bai Li, who was in the sky of the sword, was so down.

Who is Li Muxuan?

Cultivating genius, one in ten thousand!

When he held the three-foot Qingfeng when he was young, he knew that there was only one person in the sword path who went straight.

To be able to catch Bai Li's sword, it is far from enough to rely on meditation and cultivation, and the fascination with the sword and the Dao heart are even more unshakable.

How could he not know what he was after?

So he couldn't hold back his curiosity and stayed with the reader for a night, and found that in addition to a book, a wine and a sword, there was also the bright moon on the night.

……

Ning Chuyi's timid words interrupted Li Muxuan's thousands of thoughts, "If it's inconvenient, then don't answer, it's not in the way." ”

"Hah...... Ha ha...... Hahaha! If the surname Bai is still so decadent and voluntarily trapped in it in this life, it will be impossible to get out of this life! But you're different! Fufeng City is just a drop in the ocean in the world, and there are no wonders in the world. Ning boy, you still have a lot of time, go out for a walk! ”

Li Muxuan's voice was laughing, but the silver chain tears slipped down his eyes little by little, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad, so that the young man thought that he had done something wrong for a moment, and his face was hurried and uneasy.

Li Muxuan didn't explain, he condensed his heart and looked at the tattered medicine tripod, maybe even if he held the sword hard when he was old and weak, he could only hold the sword?

He was suddenly a little scared, it was better to die now, wouldn't it be better to avoid hundreds ......of years of detours?

Putting aside these wild emotions, Li Muxuan thought about it for a while, and felt it, "The old man I slashed with the sword before, really thought that the Second Realm Gu cultivator who was protecting him was a genius?" In the whole world, wouldn't it be the Tang Dynasty in the world that made the world laugh at it? You think I'm cruel by nature? Not only that, I think I am not the Confucian sage, and I take the common people in the world as my own responsibility; It won't be the heinous wicked man who has a murderous nature. If I had lost today, would you think I would still be able to talk to a little ghost in peace? ”

Ning Chuyi nodded heavily, "Oh, no wonder that is also written in that wild book." ”

The young man's eyes flashed, and he suddenly thought of an old man who was absolutely impossible to be alive, and said quietly: "Now the words have been explained, idle is idle, it is better to take out the book, I see that there is something where the person who wrote the book was confused and wrote it wrong, so I can check and fill in the gaps." ”

The poor young man looked at the sleeping Ning Que, hesitated slightly, or picked up the medicine pod, squatted down and began to dig the soil little by little with both hands, after a few breaths, when the tip of the middle finger of his right hand touched a yellowed book, he was excited, and quickly accelerated his speed to continue to planing from both sides of the book.

After a while, he stood up and picked up the book with both hands that was slightly covered with loess, pushed open the wooden door and walked out, blowing out a long breath to blow away the dust, carefully smoothing it with his hands, the wrinkled yellow book was like a great jewel in his hands.

Li Muxuan also walked out, squinting slightly.

In the center of the cover of the wrinkled yellow ancient book is four characters written in wild cursive, a small note of life.

The young man bowed his head slightly, and in the lower right corner of the book there was a faintly visible name written in a small seal.

Li Qingbai.

The young man's body stiffened, and he looked back at Ning Que who was sleeping in the room, and then looked at the young man.

Finally, he looked up at the slanting sun in the sky, and muttered: "Fate, it turns out to be ......"