Wu Ming was stunned for a moment, and then threw the wine gourd in his hand with a smile.

"I love to drink at a young age? It's a good thing, it's a good thing, but you made this wine in the cafeteria, right? It's tasteless, it's really tasteless, drink mine, I have good wine! Let's drink here tonight. The old man sat down against Wu Ming, and there was an extra vermilion gourd in his hand at some point, and as soon as the gourd mouth was pulled out, Wu Ming immediately smelled a smell of wine wafting out of it.

"Fragrant, it's too fragrant!" Wu Ming took a big sip, and there were faint signs of rebellion from the wine worm in his stomach. Although I don't know what kind of wine this is, and I can't smell how many years of age, I can feel the mellow aroma of wine, and I take the wine gourd and drink it.

"Gurgling, cool!" Wu Ming took a sip and opened his mouth to praise.

"Hehe, it's the first time I've heard someone say that. It's cool, it's really cool to drink this good wine! But boy, just this sip, you're afraid you'll fall if you drink too much. The old man grabbed the wine gourd in Wu Ming's hand and poured it, and then he didn't want to give it to Wu Ming.

Just as he was about to ask for another sip of wine, he saw Wu Ming's face change, if this is poison I heard the senior brother in the sect say that there are many poisons in the world that can easily turn all the true qi that has been cultivated for many years into nothing, if this is and the old man in front of him has never seen it before! But it's not right to think about it, it really has to be unfavorable to Xuantian Sect, and it won't be wasted to deal with such a small miscellaneous servant as himself.

"Old man, this wine of yours can't be brewed by the Heaven and Earth Spirit Treasure, right? How do I feel that a spiritual aura has rushed into my body? Tsk, good wine is good wine, and you can cultivate when you drink alcohol!"

The old man was not annoyed that he was neither big nor small, but said playfully: "Then you still don't refine? Maybe you will be able to advance to the second level of the day after tomorrow! Hehe, I said that you kid is really too bad, you have only entered the acquired realm at the age of fifteen, which apprentice are you? I'm afraid the strength of the outer disciples will not be so low, right?

"Who went through the back door? I'm just a handyman sweeping the floor, and I still have to go through the back door?" Wu Ming rolled his eyes, and instead of refining that aura, he lay down.

"I said, old man, who are you? I've never heard of such a number one person as you in this Xuantian Sect? Wouldn't you also be a relative?" Wu Ming let go at this time, as if he had returned to the earth, and he had no scruples at all when he spoke, joking like a friend. He also knew that the old man in front of him seemed to be very open-minded and didn't mind this.

"I'm just a dying man, hehe, don't talk about that. Boy, you really don't plan to refine this aura?," the old man said with a smile, and lay down like Wu Ming.

"Refining, refining, what to do? I'm just a miscellaneous servant, life and death are just like that, besides, I'm not in a hurry to improve my strength, isn't it? If you drink alcohol, you have to drink, and if you drink so much, it's empty, and there is no smell of alcohol." It's boring to care about life like this, isn't it?"

At this moment, Wu Ming was a little forced, but it did remind him of the past. I've laughed, cried, been lonely, betrayed, excited, hopeful, desperate, and even more crazy now.

After being upset and stupid, Wu Ming now seems to have some enlightenment. However, this kind of enlightenment seems to be a little unsuitable for him, Wu Ming shook his head and threw out all these unrealistic thoughts in his mind, and there are still great rivers and mountains waiting for him to go.

Hearing this, the old man was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Hehe, your idea is not bad, but it is the thoughts of some old people." You're afraid you'll be in your teens this year, aren't you? Don't you have any dreams? For example, to become a hero of the world? Or to become a master of the Xuantian Sect, at least it's better than doing a chorion? Wouldn't it be better to have money and spirit stone flowers every month?"

"Dreams? If I say, I want this day, I can't cover my eyes anymore, I want this land, I can't bury my heart anymore, I want all living beings to understand my intentions, and I want the gods and Buddhas in the sky to disappear! Can you believe it? Ha Lu Ha Lu Ha old man, old man, dreams are just dreams after all! You are so old that you can even think about such vain things?"

Wu Ming smiled, and didn't ask the old man's true identity again, he vaguely didn't want to know that way. Maybe Zhilu didn't even have to be a friend, but he might as well be as free as this.

"I want this day, I can't cover my eyes anymore, I want this land, I can't bury my heart anymore, I want all living beings to understand my will, I want all the Buddhas to disappear! I want this day, I can't cover my eyes anymore, I want this land, I can't bury my heart anymore, I want all living beings to understand my will, I want all the Buddhas to disappear! Ha Lu Ha what a dream is all vain! Boy, just by virtue of this sentence, it should be a big white thing!"

As he spoke, the old man picked up the wine gourd in his hand and poured it violently.

"Maybe everyone was born thinking that this world existed for him alone, and when he realized that he was wrong, he began to grow up. And I just found out a few years before others, and this only proves that I am precocious!" Wu Ming said with self-deprecation.

The old man said: "Alas, if I could have had your consciousness back then, why would I have fallen to the point where I am today?" Hehe, good boy, although the root bones are not good, but this understanding, even my ancestor Xuantian Sect Xuantianzi is afraid that he will have to sigh to himself. ”

Wu Ming waved his hand and said, "It's over, it's just that I stole someone else's words." Hehe, now that I think about it, I feel a lot of feelings, so I'll tell you about it. I'm just a layman, and I don't have that much understanding. There are still these words, but don't be heard, otherwise you won't know when someone will chop them up!"

"Haha It's rare for someone to come back here to talk to me, a bad old man, but I didn't expect to meet you today, hehe, I didn't come out in vain!" the old man said with a smile.

"You are always saying this to drive me away, yes, I won't stay long, I have to go to work tomorrow, so I won't accompany you!" Wu Ming got up and patted the dust on his body, and left with a smile.

I don't know if I'm in a good mood or what, I hummed quietly while walking: "The years are rare to be silent, the autumn wind is tired of drifting, the sunset is not leaving, hanging on the wall is reluctant to me, the words in the ears of the people of the past have flowed eastward with the tide"

"Hehe, the laughter and talk are poor, the ancient idiocy and the current madness will eventually become empty, the knife is blunt and the blade is lacking, and the dream is broken, this kid is deliberately talking about me? Alas, if I had met this kid a hundred years earlier, no, eighty years earlier, I wouldn't have been where I am today!" the old man shook his head with feeling.

After waiting for a while, the old man said lightly: "Little Muzi, come out!"

Xuantian Sect Sect Master Mu Yunkong walked out helplessly. Why do you have to call yourself Xiao Muzi every time you meet this old ancestor? I'm one hundred and twenty-eight years old!

"Uncle Shi Zu is okay?"

The old man ignored him, but asked, "Do you recognize that boy?"

"I recognize, it's a child brought back by Senior Sister Bai ten years ago, because the root bones are too poor to cultivate, so he is asked to do miscellaneous work in the sect. I have seen him a few times in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he is in charge of cleaning the periphery, he is very honest, he doesn't talk much, he seems to be very interested in learning martial arts, and often goes to Elder Xu to listen to lectures. This time, Sun Defang of the Scripture Pavilion was seriously ill and died, and the Sundries Hall pushed this kid to go, but I didn't expect this kid to be"

Sun Defang, it is rumored that he didn't want to do it anymore so he retired, in fact, those who really know the truth of Lu Dao know Lu Dao, and the old man died of illness so he couldn't do it. How can you just retire casually as a miscellaneous servant of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion? If you remember a few peerless schools and run away, wouldn't it provoke countless people to covet them?

"What is it? You have broken through to the acquired realm? And then you go and change people?" The old man flicked his sleeves and shouted coldly: "Do you kid have a long brain? Will that just say something from an ordinary person? Root bone difference, root bone difference no one accepts apprentices, but with this kind of understanding, when you are your age, your strength may be able to surpass me now, do you believe it or not? If such a disciple is not grasped in your hands, is it possible that you still want to bury it like this? Besides, do you think such a smart kid will not be able to guess my identity? When he can still be humble and silent, and even be able to say such a thing, you can look all over the Xuantian Sect to see, how many people can do it? Since your mother-in-law has such a relationship with him, she still doesn't know how to be sure?"

"Well, no, absolutely not!" A cold sweat suddenly appeared on Mu Yunkong's face, this senior uncle ancestor is one of the few remaining elders in Xuantian Sect, and his strength has reached the legendary level that he cannot be defeated as long as he stands on the ground, even if he wants to remove his position as the sect master, it is only a matter of words, not to mention that the previous words gave him a great feeling.

"Well, that's all for tomorrow. However, his strength is a little troublesome. This can be seen at a glance, that, Xiao Muzi, don't you have a piece of sky-covering jade? Just give him it!" the old man said arrogantly.

"This, this jade, I'll personally send it over tomorrow!How about I take him as an apprentice?" The cold sweat on Mu Yunkong's face had not yet dried, and it came out again. Originally, I just felt that someone had broken into the back mountain and came over to take a look, but I didn't know that this would be a big loss.

Hearing this, the old man's eyes instantly widened: "He is barely my friend, and you still dare to take him as an apprentice?" Besides, with his understanding, what do you teach? Thank God for not teaching people badly." Let him go to the Scripture Pavilion to read books by himself, and it is better to realize anything than to teach you blindly. By the way, don't tell me who I am, do you hear that? Okay, don't say it, I'll go to sleep first!"

After speaking, the old man turned around and left, but he didn't see how he moved, and when he took a step, his body appeared dozens of feet away. Mu Yunkong was envious for a while, when will he be able to break through the ground steps and use this magic power that shrinks the ground into inches!

"Alas, stinky boy, why is your luck so good, it's really cheap for you!" Mu Yunkong shook his head and left.