When Lu Chengfeng said this, his tone was obviously self-deprecating.

"I think when the nine of us first met in Luoxia Villa, it would still be early spring......"

At the beginning, nine young heroes from all walks of life went to Luoxia Villa with their elders to attend the ceremony, and they were all in high spirits back then, and they only got together for two or three days, expressing their pride in the rivers and lakes together, and they all felt like they were seeing each other late.

By chance, I heard that there was a tiger attacking people somewhere in Jizhou, and the local government felt helpless, so the nine people who believed in their martial arts hit it off and went to Ning'an County together......

Although Lu Chengfeng said that he couldn't remember all the names of the other eight people, some key past events were vivid, and more things gradually became clear with his memories.

Ji Yuan could feel that this was not just because he had just reported the nine names, but that that person naturally appeared when Lu Chengfeng recalled this memory, so it couldn't be said that he really forgot the other party.

During the whole process, Ji Yuan didn't speak, just acted as a qualified listener.

Lu Chengfeng didn't recall too much, but just preached until he saw Ji Yuan in the dilapidated mountain temple, because Ji Yuan knew everything about the rest of the story.

After talking about meeting Ji Yuan when he first arrived at the mountain temple, he looked up at Ji Yuan.

"Mr. Ji, you said, if we hadn't come to Ning'an County at the beginning, and hadn't gone up the mountain to kill the tiger on a whimsical basis, would the results of many things be different?"

Ji Yuan's knuckles tapped the jade slip that turned into a bamboo slip, thought for a moment and replied with a smile.

"As far as you Lu Daxia is concerned, the original Lu Shaoxia is just a reduction in adventure, and the trajectory of his life may not change much, and the real biggest impact is naturally Du Heng, as well as Luo Ningshuang, Zhao Long and Yan Fei. ”

What Ji Yuan said was the truth, at the beginning, including Lu Chengfeng, there were five people who were unscathed except for being frightened, and the four injuries that were injured were more serious than the other, and the impact was greater than the other.

In the end, Du Heng, who was abolished in the right arm, did not say anything, it was Luo Ningshuang, a woman with ice muscles and snow skin, who had several deep wounds on her body from the root of her neck to her chest and abdomen, almost no different from breaking her appearance, in this feudal society, the rivers and lakes are still dominated by men, and most of the heroines' fate is to marry a woman, and women love the beauty of the world, and the terrible scars on their bodies are very affected.

As for Zhao Long, who made the stick, he was injured by the tiger's tail, and the damage to the inner house was also extremely serious, and he hadn't heard any news from Zhao Long all these years, and he didn't know what happened to him.

And Yan Fei was also injured a lot by the claws, but when he faced the monster and faced life and death, he also made a breakthrough after recovering from his injury.

In general, these four people can really be regarded as influencing a lifetime, and Lu Chengfeng is far from enough.

Of course, the biggest impact may be Ji Yuan himself, in that most difficult time, no one came to carry him down the mountain.

Hearing Ji Yuan's words, Lu Chengfeng also laughed at himself again.

"Mr. Ji has learned a lesson. ”

Ji Yuan looked at his vicissitudes and depressed appearance, he must have experienced one or some regrettable things, people will always avoid at this time and want to go back to the past, want to change the beginning.

"Lu Daxia, you can confide in your heart, and no one stipulates that the heroes of the rivers and lakes must not be sad. ”

Ji Yuan said, stood up and walked to the kitchen, took out two pottery bowls, placed them on the stone table, and gently patted the wine jar to remove the sealing mud.

Sniff the wine and pour it into two bowls.

This wine smells of faint medicinal herbs, not ordinary grain wine and fruit wine.

Lu Chengfeng was not polite, picked up the bowl and saluted Ji Yuan, drank all the big bowl of wine, tasted the taste of the wine, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

"Mr. Ji, I have met Du Heng, I want to ask you ......"

Lu Chengfeng raised his head and looked at Ji Yuan, his eyes met the pair of pale eyes.

"Are you really an immortal?"

Although Ji Yuan saved their lives at the beginning, he didn't show too miraculous means, and the masters must be masters, but like some temples and temples, there will be powerful mages.

With the growth of age and experience, similar masters will also understand, and some of them are more mysterious, and the previous awe of Mr. Ji has gradually weakened in his thinking.

But after meeting Du Heng again before, and after learning some things from his mouth, Mr. Ji's sense of mystery deepened again.

"Is Lu Daxia here to see Ji Mou, or is it to see the immortals?"

Ji Yuan said a word, and also drank this Tusu wine, the wine was not very strong, but the bitter and astringent taste was very strong.

"Mr. Ji, I heard that the immortals have vast magical powers, and they can live forever and see the world for a long time, and they can soar through the clouds and fog and wander the netherworld, is it true?"

It seems that he came to see the gods. ’

Ji Yuan sighed in his heart, and no longer had scruples, looking at Lu Chengfeng's anger and pinching his fingers, he had already roughly understood some things.

"Speaking of which, back then, this Ju'an Pavilion was bought by Lu Daxia for Ji Mou, and Ji Mou could naturally help him with a little help. ”

As soon as Lu Chengfeng wanted to speak, Ji Yuan raised his hand to stop him, staring at him indifferently with a pair of pale eyes.

"I already know that Ling Tangshou passed away not long ago, and I also know that Lu Daxia is sad in his heart, but people can't be resurrected after death, not to mention that Ji Mou is not a true immortal Daluo, even if it is really, it can't let Ling Zun Lingtang come back to life. ”

After some calculation, Ji Yuan had vaguely calculated the things around Lu Chengfeng.

Lu Chengfeng smiled for the first time today.

"Mr. Ji misunderstood, Chengfeng is not an insatiable person, neither asks you for immortal law nor expects your parents to return to yang, just ......"

"It's just that I don't know if there is really a hell in this world, whether my parents are really there, people often say that their parents will take care of their dreams when they die, but I, I haven't dreamed of it once......"

Over the years, Lu Chengfeng has also been beautiful, proud, gained a lot, and lost a lot, and the unexpected death of his father made the sky of Lu's Cloud Pavilion seem to have suddenly collapsed, and he faced blows one after another that either came from the outside or bred from the inside.

At this time, Lu Chengfeng realized that the scenery of the past was just a castle in the air, as fragile as his reputation in the rivers and lakes that he did not rely on real kung fu, and he lost the protection of his father.

There are revenge seekers, and there are many people who watch the benefits brought by the status of the Yunge rivers and lakes, not to mention those knights who intend to challenge the Lu clan's palm to improve the prestige of the rivers and lakes.

Martial arts and rivers and lakes are so realistic, martial arts forces are often rarely protected by the official level, without his father's martial arts and ability, if he wants to protect himself, he has to bear more depression and helplessness, Lu Chengfeng is like this, and Lu Chengyun, who is currently the pillar of the Cloud Pavilion, is even more so.

The difference is that Lu Chengyun's temperament is tenacious and stubbornly resists the pressure, while he Lu Chengfeng can't, he was crushed by reality, in addition to practicing martial arts desperately in secret, in the eyes of outsiders on the bright side, he has become a decadent child who buys drunk all day long, and the former little gentleman of Yunge no longer exists.

When his mother, who loved him the most, also died of a serious illness, Lu Chengfeng hated himself even more, hated that his martial arts were not good enough, and he did not have enough talent, hated his incompetence, and was a little envious and even jealous of his brother.

Lu Chengyun is so "powerful", so strong that he can tolerate his younger brother for nothing, he can grit his teeth and swallow blood to top the Cloud Pavilion, and he, Lu Chengfeng, can't bear the pressure and can't hang his face, and his martial arts are not very good, he can't help anything, which is also a kind of despair for Lu Chengfeng, who is so ambitious.

And the death of my mother is more like even this despair has been shattered, and what follows is a complete collapse of confidence.

Lu Chengfeng didn't dare to talk about these things in detail with Mr. Ji, but he always felt that Mr. Ji's pale eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, as if he could see all this.

"Mr. Ji, do people really become ghosts when they die, do my parents also look down on me as a wasted person? If you are really a god, can you take me down to the netherworld to meet them?"

This is a ridiculous request, Lu Chengfeng doesn't know how many mages he has asked, how many temples he has walked through, he knows that it is not very likely, but in front of Mr. Ji, he still asked again with expectations.

Ji Yuan drank the wine in the bowl and did not answer immediately, but stood up and walked two steps, beyond the shade of the tree, and looked at the sky.

"Lu Daxia has gained a lot and lost a lot, but this is all in the past, the big day is there, and the cloudy time is just covered by the clouds, but when the clouds finally disperse, the sky can sway the earth. ”

Ji Yuan turned around and looked at Lu Chengfeng.

"As for why Lingzun Lingtang, Yin Shou should not be finished, Ji will take you to meet them. ”