"The wind is up, will it be too late for the clouds to surge?"

"By the way, where did the kid choose?"

"Back to the pavilion master, the young master chose the big man, and did not choose the place in the pavilion master's mouth. ”

"Big man? Hmph! Stupid I don't know, I still want him to help me make a big move? It's really stupid! What is the wrong place to choose, choose a big man?"

"Pavilion Master, will this be said too early? Although the young master's choice is not the best one, it is not the worst one?"

"No, no! Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind, and now at this time, the winning side of the shrinking turtle is actually the biggest, and the big Zhou who is not in chaos is also bigger than the big Han!"

"Pavilion Master, you are arguing with strong words and telling right and wrong!

"Hmph, so I'm the Pavilion Master, you're not! What's the matter?

......

This is the end of the conversation between the two old men, the two are chatting about the world's major events, but they are rolling up their trouser legs and wearing hats, so sincerely weeding in the field, and there are many old people of the same age around them, who are also doing the same thing.

Hearing the conversation between the two, he was not surprised at all, and directly sneered speechlessly, "I'm sick again! I have to come here like this once a month, it's really nonsense! With this idle time for chatting, it's better to buy medicine early and boil it out!"

"You old man, your teeth are about to fall out, and you're still worried about others, I'm sorry! I think you have taken a fancy to my land!"

The two gray-haired old men were just under the shade of the trees, spitting and scolding each other...

The gray-haired, slightly younger-looking young man looked helplessly at the behavior of these two old children, and kept sighing, wanting to persuade but not daring to persuade.

"Hmph! Old Misan, I won't quarrel with you today, there are guests coming from home! Maybe I will have to go out for a few days, and you will have to help me take care of the crops in my land!"

"Have your dreams, I'll take care of it for you? Are your brains detained by the donkey's basin?"

The old man didn't continue to argue anymore, let the old man scold this and that behind him, and rushed home with the young man without looking back.

Before I returned to the thatched hut, which was not so dilapidated, I saw a middle-aged man waiting there from a distance, with a serious face.

Seeing that it was him, the old man's beard was cocked, and he asked with great displeasure, "What is he doing here?"

The young man on the side was immediately embarrassed, "Pavilion Master, where would I know this, you should ask him yourself." After saying that, he ran directly to the river, as if he was

deliberately left room for the two to be alone.

After the old man approached, he directly asked, "What are you doing here? If you don't stay in the Western Regions, what's the matter if you go to Zhongzhou? Are you not afraid of death?"

The middle-aged man didn't answer, but saluted the old man, and then smiled slightly, "Senior brother, long time no see." ”

As soon as the old man heard the word senior brother, he snorted coldly, his face seemed to be a little resentful, but he didn't have a seizure, and pointed to the table and chair under the tree next door, "It's all here, so let's talk?"

The middle-aged man snorted and followed behind the old man with a smile on his face, just like a hundred years ago, he followed behind his amazing senior brother.

Although he was now standing at the top of the Five Lands, he preferred to follow behind him.

The old man casually pointed and said, "Sit down." Then he took the lead in sitting down, and the middle-aged man could only choose to sit opposite him.

"Say, what are you doing in Zhongzhou? You can't come here to die, right?" the old man asked directly.

As soon as he heard such displeasing words, the middle-aged man was not angry, and replied honestly: "Senior brother, it's time to change people again." ”

When the old man heard this, everyone was stunned, and asked in confusion: "So fast?

"It's been ten years. The middle-aged man answered the question for the old man.

Hearing that ten years had passed, the old man's expression froze, "Is it so fast? It's been ten years? So I've been here for almost ten years?"

The middle-aged man nodded and mumbled.

The old man suddenly seemed to fall into a memory, and the whole person was in a trance, and he stayed for a long time, recalling all the things in the past ten years, except for one apprentice, the rest seemed to have been spent in this field.

"Senior brother, ten years ago, I pushed you to the position of the hall master, although you don't care, but now I hope you are still here, a lot of things have happened in the past ten years, the second child is seriously injured, life and death are unknown, the old ten rebelled, although blind, but the strength is more sophisticated, only one step away from the Nine Realms, and Zhongzhou is also scattered, this generation can no longer support the future of Zhongzhou..."The middle-aged man said unusually calmly.

The old man was not moved at all when he heard this, and hummed extremely calmly, "You say so much, what do you want to express? Could it be that you also want to be the hall master?"

The middle-aged man shook his head directly, "Forget the hall master, although there are four, but this position is a bit insufficient, the fourth is in a hurry, after the second one retreats, he should be on it." ”

"So what do you want to express? worry about this, worry about that, let you go, and you don't want to, you say you don't have it

Sick?" retorted the old man with great disgust.

The middle-aged man thought about it, and then smiled dumbly, as if he was indeed a little disgusted, and then changed the topic, "Senior brother, in the past few years, the junior brother has robbed an apprentice, and his talent is outstanding, far surpassing you and me." ”

"Oh, far beyond me, I believe, far beyond you?" said the old man with some surprise.

The middle-aged man smiled, "Don't lie, at this time, he is already standing at the peak of the younger generation, no one can reach him, he can break through the mirror and enter the grandmaster at the age of twenty-three, and he has been suppressed for four years, and the background is extremely profound, in the future, he will definitely change the world when he enters the grandmaster, and it is not impossible to enter the eight realms!"

"His name is Hong Ran, right?" the old man smiled.

The middle-aged man nodded, "That's right, it's him, if nothing else, he will be my successor in the future!"

The old man sighed and asked incomprehensibly, "What do you want to do? Now that you have already begun to think about the future, do you say you are sick?"

The middle-aged man laughed, and asked unusually calmly: "Senior brother, you said that people can live for a maximum of a few years, a hundred years or a thousand years, and ten thousand years?"

"Unless you break through the shackles of Nine, it may take a little longer, but I feel that a thousand years is already the limit of my generation of monks. The old man pondered for a moment.

The middle-aged man snorted, "What about you, senior brother?"

The old man looked up at the middle-aged man suddenly, frowned, then raised his eyebrows and smiled, and shook his head, "At most, there will be one more Jiazi, I have been peeping at the heavens too much in this life, and now it can be regarded as retribution, but it is not in the way, anyway, I should have lived enough!"

Hearing that there was only one Jiazi, the middle-aged man's expression instantly became lonely, "Can't even the senior brother transcend this cause and effect?"

The old man nodded as he should, "Nonsense! Heaven and earth cause and effect can you say casually? Have you been kicked in the head by a donkey?"

The middle-aged man was not angry, and asked lightly: "Senior brother, if I tell you that someone has lived for tens of thousands of years, do you believe it?"

"Ten thousand years?" the old man sighed with a sigh, "Do you really dare to think about it? Do you know what era it was ten thousand years ago? It was a fallen era, such an amazing and brilliant Sun and Moon Sect Sect Master is dead, who do you think can survive from which era?"

The middle-aged man nodded with an unusually serious expression.

Seeing this nod, the old man's expression finally changed a little, frowned, and then asked tentatively: "Is there really such a person?

"Five years ago, but I guessed too!, but eight or nine is not far from ten!" the middle-aged man replied.

"Who?"

"Heavenly Court..."