Chapter Twenty-Eight: News from the Dead
"Haha, that's right, it's indeed a technique of change. By the way, do you know Yan Dan?" Lu Yu asked with a smile, the young man he met when he just awakened his memory flashed in his mind, so many years have passed, and he doesn't know how he is doing, so he is afraid to be startled when he sees himself now.
"Do you know Uncle Yan Dan?" Yang Wen hadn't answered, Mo Chou on the side had already asked.
"Eh, Uncle Shi, is he so old, we haven't seen each other for many years, and he was still a teenager at that time. Lu Yu said with a sigh, looking back now, it was many years ago, which made Lu Yu suddenly realize the passage of time.
Mo Chou looked at Lu Yu in surprise, she still remembered that Lu Yu's appearance looked very young, but her own uncle was already very old, this person actually knew her uncle and ancestor when she was a teenager, isn't that very old, she thought in her heart.
"Why doesn't it look like it?" Lu Yu asked suspiciously.
"It's really that Mr. looks too young, I didn't expect that he would be a person of the same era as Uncle Yan Dan. Yang Wen said with a wry smile. At this time, he already knew that the Mr. Lu he had met was probably the kind of legendary immortal, and only this kind of person would have the same face and live forever.
Like their own uncle, although they can resist the passage of time, they will still leave traces on their bodies, after all, they Shushan is also a branch of the human immortal way, and they who pursue the way of the sword are not good at physical body maintenance, only after ascension to reshape the physical body with the immortal qi can they truly ensure that the appearance is not old.
"That's the case, I didn't expect that Yan Dan now is also a master and ancestor. Lu Yu sighed, he really couldn't imagine what the young man would be like when he became his uncle.
"I don't know how Yan Dan is doing now?" Lu Yu asked, after all, he finally met a disciple of Shushan, so he naturally had to care about the condition of his friend.
"Uncle Shi disappeared in southern Xinjiang. Yang Wen's expression suddenly became a little depressed, he respected this uncle and ancestor very much in his heart, this time there were Shushan disciples who came to the southern Xinjiang to experience, and the uncle and ancestor quietly thought about it and followed it to protect, who knew but there was no news, their senior brothers and sisters came to southern Xinjiang this time to secretly investigate.
"Missing?" Lu Yu muttered to himself, he had a hunch in his heart that he was likely to meet this old friend of his on this trip to the Curse Mountain.
So he asked the girl from southern Xinjiang to point out the direction for him, and then said goodbye to a few people: "I'll go to Curse Mountain to find out, this incident is quite involved, you can avoid it, don't get involved easily." ”
After speaking, he walked slowly towards the curse mountain with relaxed steps.
"I don't know where this master comes from, why I've never heard my uncle mention it. Mo Chou looked at Lu Yu's back and said suspiciously, after all, she was very close to Yan Dan's uncle in the sect, and she used to pester the well-informed uncle and ancestor of those stories under the mountain, but she had never heard of such a master.
So far, he has recalled Lu Yu's understatement of killing the old man, which makes her feel creepy, the gap in the realm makes people feel desperate, even if they are powerful like their senior brother, they are in their imagination, but Lu Yu's various methods have exceeded the scope of what she can imagine, and they have entered another world.
"It is estimated that he was a friend of Uncle Shi when he was a teenager, so that Uncle Shi didn't expect the other party to be so strong. Yang Wen said inferred from Lu Yu's words.
"What kind of strength is this Mr. Lu, how do I feel that he is much stronger than those elders in the sect. Mo Chou was very curious about the realm of this very young-looking Mr. Lu.
"If I guessed correctly, this Mr. Lu and we are not on the same path, it is estimated that it is a method that only ancient immortals practice in the legend, so there are those powerful supernatural powers. "As the senior brother of the sect in Shushan, when it comes to these cultivation knowledge, Yang Wei thinks that he is second, and no one dares to say that he is the first.
"Ah!" Mo Chou opened her small mouth in surprise, she had always thought that all cultivators in the world practiced like their Shushan.
With a "bang", another chestnut hit the door of the head, making Mo Chou cover his forehead in pain.
"If you don't learn and don't know how to do it, you will know that you are messing around in the sect on weekdays, and you won't go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to take a good look, there are many records about the cultivation of heaven and earth. ”
Yang Wen instantly put out the senior brother's money, and said a crazy lecture to Mo Chou, only Mo Chou was dizzy, what they were afraid of was not the fist and fairy sword of the senior brother, but the never-ending preaching, which was simply the most painful punishment in the world, and some people even said that they would rather go to the Demon Tower to fight with the monsters than accept the preaching of the senior brother.
Even the southern Xinjiang girl was sore when she heard it, and the look of worship in her eyes disappeared without a trace in an instant, Yang Wen's image reminded her of the high priest of the clan, he was also so chattering, it made people have a headache, and I couldn't help but shudder when I thought of this, and I felt terrible when I thought about it.
At this time, Senior Brother and Sister Yang Wen seemed to remember that there was still an injured person, so this Senior Brother of Shushan returned to his former gentleness and elegance, and said gently to the girl in Southern Xinjiang: "This girl, can you still go home by yourself?"
The girl in southern Xinjiang couldn't help but pout, does she look like she can act on her own, and I don't know if this person did it on purpose.
"This big brother, please take the trouble to send me to the Yi tribe in front, and the little woman will be grateful. "Knowing that Yang Wen is a good person, this southern Xinjiang woman hurriedly seized the opportunity to ask for help, now in this state, she is a walking resource bag in southern Xinjiang, no matter who sees her, she will not let go of such a good opportunity, you must know who are walking in southern Xinjiang, it is difficult to believe their character and morality.
Yang Wen looked at the girl from southern Xinjiang who was no longer able to move freely, and still couldn't bear to see such a young life and die out, so he agreed to the girl's request, followed her guidance, and sent the girl to her clan.
At the same time, Lu Yu is also moving forward, after some adjustments, at this time, whether he is behaving or speaking in tone, he is no different from the old man who died, but he is also very sighing in his heart, this way of change is indeed based on talent.
A monkey who is not taught, as if he has practiced for many years, can quickly imitate it. Lu Yu is also a person who has watched countless TV movies, but the gap with the monkey is too big, Lu Yu often slanders in his heart, no wonder people often say that monkey play, monkeys are indeed talented in acting.