Listening to several disciples report on the plan to build the cave mansion, Cang Mang was very satisfied with their plan and did not put forward any better opinions.

After all, at the beginning, he just put forward an idea, and made requirements for the shape of the house and the planning of the cave, but after all, he didn't know if there would be any difficulties in building the cave by himself.

After hearing these disciples talk about the construction plan, Cang Mang felt that they had thought it through.

In the matter of building a cave house, these disciples showed their work ability far above the vastness.

There are these disciples here to take care of, and Cang Mo doesn't have to worry about it anymore, and it will be boring to stay here any longer.

So Cang Mang decided to take a walk around Yuxing Mountain with Xiao Huang and them, and then he was ready to go back to Xianyaju.

But before that, Cang Mang also decided to go to the cemetery again and send some sacrifices to Gong Yuchen to show his gratitude.

Cang Mang and his party came to the cemetery again, and found the tombstone of Gong Yuchen in these hundreds of tombs very easily.

The jar of quenching wine and some tributes left behind a few days ago have disappeared, and I don't know whether they were cleaned by the caretaker of the cemetery or taken by other disciples who came here.

Anyway, a jar of quenching wine is just a jar, although the market price is more than 100,000 spirit coins, but this thing is not much more valuable than a roast chicken to Cangman.

Cang Mang placed a jar of quenching wine in front of the tombstone, and placed some other offerings.

sat symbolically in front of the tombstone for a while, and regarded it as accompanying the senior who had brought him an important clue.

"Senior, I'll come often when I have time. ”

"Good, good, come often, come often. ”

A voice sounded abruptly beside it.

Even though it was in the cemetery, it was broad daylight, and I didn't feel scared or nervous.

But when this voice came suddenly, Cang Mo still felt a little surprised.

Looking towards the voice, a man with messy hair was standing not far from them.

Cang Mang secretly guessed in his heart, who is this person, when was he here, why didn't he feel it at all before?

Cang Mang was really surprised, he didn't notice it, even Xiao Huang on the side didn't notice it, it seems that this person is a master.

But this is the inner gate of the Seven Feelings Sect, presumably this person is also a member of the sect, and there is no need to be too jealous of him.

So Cang Mang hugged his fists and said: "I've seen my predecessors." ”

The man with messy hair also learned to look blank, quickly turned around, kept the same direction as Cangmang, and then hugged his fists and said, "I've seen my predecessors." ”

Seeing the messy-haired man swaying towards the air, Cang Blank felt uncomfortable, and said to himself, "What is this person doing?"

Then the man with messy hair turned around, looked at Cang and said, "Is the senior gone?"

Speechless.

The man's messy hair blocked his face, making it difficult to see clearly, only the dirty part of the man's face and his clothes were in tatters.

Cang Mang immediately realized: "Isn't this person a madman?"

But the strength shown by this person still made Cang Da dare not slack off, so he asked respectfully: "I don't know who the predecessor is?"

The man looked around: "Haven't the seniors left yet?"

"The predecessor I'm talking about is you. ”

"I, I'm not a senior. ”

"And who are?"

"I am a tree, a tree that has been destroyed by a strong wind, but it sways in the wind but stands. ”

As he spoke, the man's body was like a tumbler, his feet firmly on the ground, his body began to swing violently, and his hands danced like a tree branch.

As he said, he is like a tree, with his feet rooted in the ground, no matter how much his body leans, but he never falls.

It also looks a bit like the kind of balloon people on the earth that are blown up by blowers on the street, which is really a bit funny.

Cang Mang's heart has been determined that this person is a madman.

He could clearly feel that this person's cultivation was no longer below him, but he was a madman, and he was really pitiful.

It seems that this Seven Emotions Sect is also Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon! A madman has such cultivation.

Cang Mang didn't have any disrespect for this man because he was a madman, but he didn't call him a senior anymore, but just said in a calm tone: "What should I call you?"

When the man heard this, he continued to writhe: "I am a tree." ”

"Then I'll call you a tree. ”

The man nodded repeatedly.

Cang asked again, "I wonder when you were here?"

The man said freely, "Of course the tree has always grown here. ”

"Why didn't I see you just now?"

"I'm just a tree, and as long as I don't move, no one will pay attention to me. ”

Cang felt a little pain in his brain, and it was really not easy to communicate with such a delirious person.

But he really wanted to know, when did this man appear here, and in what way?

Cang Man scratched his head and said, "Then can you let me not pay attention to you now?"

The man's body was still swaying, but his tone was very flat: "No." ”

"Why?"

"Because there is wind now, and the trees want to be quiet and the wind will not stop. ”

Hearing this divine logic, Cang Mang wanted to spurt out a mouthful of blood, did this person deliberately tease himself?

Cang Mang retorted: "There was wind just now, but you didn't move!"

"That's because the tree is asleep. ”

"Won't the tree move when it's asleep?"

"Of course. ”

"Why is that?"

"Because I don't think, my heart doesn't move, and if my heart doesn't move, the world doesn't move. ”

"Forehead ......" Cang was even more speechless when he heard this, how could he feel that he had risen to the height of philosophy? Is this senior tree preaching idealism to himself?

Although he was a little tired from talking to this man, his vast curiosity had overshadowed this emotion, and he patiently asked, "Then how can you fall asleep?"

The man thought for a moment, then replied, "The tree needs to be watered." ”

Cang Man took out a water bladder and handed it to the man.

The man opened it and sniffed it, then shook his head.

Cang Mang wondered, "What's the matter? Isn't this just water?"

"No, it's not water, it's wine, and the tree will die if it's watered. ”

Cang was 100% sure that this was water, and just as he was about to tell the difference, he saw the man pointing to the jar in front of Gong Yuchen's tombstone and saying, "That's water." ”

Cang Mang understands this, this person clearly just wants to drink.

He didn't touch the jar of wine in front of Gong Yuchen's grave, but took out another jar and handed it to the man, "Is this water?"

The man took the jar, sniffed it, and then nodded earnestly, "That's right, this is water." ”

Then his body stopped shaking, and he picked up the wine jar like this.

Tons and tons and tons of tons!

A few seconds later, the jar full of wine bottomed out, and at the same time, the breath on the man's body was restrained, and the whole person seemed to disappear in place.

Cang Man blinked vigorously: "What kind of kung fu is this?"