Although the entire Zhu family has been established, in the heart of the ancestor, he and the children of those families have never been all the way. Otherwise, he would not have lived in the bell tower for a long time, and he would not have left the mountain until the moment of crisis. Unless there is another person among the children of the Zhu family who can reach the realm of the Ultimate Dao and sit on an equal footing with him. At that time, it doesn't matter if the other party is a junior or not, he can be on an equal footing with him.

Practicing many things in the world is actually very simple. If you want to be commensurate with the humane friends who meet in Pingshui, either you are really like-minded, or you are in the same realm. It seems that the idea of managing human affairs has never appeared in the ancestor's mind. It's not just because they're not interested, just like immortals and mortals, can the former feel impatient for the latter's life and death?

Unrealistic.

On the other hand, Zhuge Chen, a young sword immortal, is still in high spirits today. It was the ruthless sword cultivator who had the courage to kill the three Zhendao realm cultivators in the face of the oppression of the entire Yunmeng royal family, and he would have the heart to consider whether the lives of the people in the market were satisfactory, which made the ancestor not know what to say for a while.

When encountering injustice, it is normal to draw a knife to help. Of course, he can understand this, and he has not never done it, but now when he thinks about it, he will laugh at it. But because of such a trivial matter, it is a little too much to come and confront the master of a city face to face.

The old ancestor was a little annoyed, as a cultivator of the Zhen Dao realm who had lived for thousands of years, his remaining life was running out. What he should do now is only to race against time, even if he can fill his qi on the path of cultivation for half a minute, he will have an extra hundred years. Therefore, after the end of the battle with the Great Stone Ridge, he was ready to retreat. Either die in the ashram or break out.

"Sword Immortal, just such a thing, do you need to come to me?" Old Ancestor stretched out his hand and motioned for Zhu Zhi to get out of the way, so as not to hinder himself from talking about things, and then continued: "I won't tell you, I already have a plan to die." The time lost now is invaluable to me. If you put yourself in another position, you must be annoyed by this, right?"

If it weren't for his own killing power, he was really not Zhuge Chen's opponent, and the ancestor of the Zhu family at this moment would have already opened his fist.

"Change places?" Zhuge Chen sneered and said: "Then why don't the ancestors change places and think about what the shopkeeper family should do if the noodle restaurant is smashed by Zhu Zhi? In the face of the coming winter, do you want to let them live by drinking the northwest wind? Looking at the entire Yunshui City, the most wonderful life is naturally your Zhu family, there is no doubt about it." The worst is nothing more than a beggar on the side of the road. Those of them who have hands and feet, but who only walk the long streets because of laziness, will not be mentioned for the time being, and I will not overflow with compassion to pity them. But the shopkeeper of the noodle restaurant really wants to live his own life. You can ruin his life today, yesterday and tomorrow, over time, the entire Yunshui City will rot from the bones. And during this period, I don't know how many families who live a life that is not rich and noble, but know that the families who are satisfied have fallen into one tragedy after another. You can not do these things, but you can not want to. The Ancestor is a cultivator of the Zhen Dao realm, of course, he is high, but this does not mean that we don't care about the life or death of those people in the market!"

The ancestor of the Zhu family listened carefully, and immediately frowned. He didn't expect Zhuge Chen to really care about this matter, and after thinking about it, he had no choice but to speak: "I'm a cultivator, and I don't understand their thoughts on life. All I know is that in today's world, weakness itself is sin. ”

"What is this called?!" Zhuge Chen was furious, and the sword qi that had been gathered in his big sleeve suddenly exploded and circled around him. But Zhuge Chen didn't feel sorry for his white clothes, and the monstrous anger surged into his heart. If he wasn't still sensible, he would have pulled out the rubber pillar sword and stabbed at the ancestor of the Zhu family: "What does the ancestor mean, is it the borderlessness of the people in the market, is it their fault? Lao Tzu has never heard such a ridiculous statement, if this is heard by any Confucian saint in heaven, I am afraid that the realm of penance will have to be cut off." The surname is Zhu, you have to remember that among the three hundred and sixty lines in the market, the champion can be eaten by God, and you, as a cultivator, are too. After practicing for a long time, a practitioner feels that he is not a human being, but an immortal. But why do you guys, even Li Jingyun will talk patiently with strangers in the market. ”

In the matter of swordsmanship, Zhuge Chen can be said to be self-taught. Even Li Jingyun only claims to be the leader in white, and does not account for a name. Because he knows very well in his heart that no matter how high the mountain of the sword path is, even if it towers into the clouds, the white clothes in the future are very likely to ascend to the sky. But he didn't know about it. I just feel that my heart is like numbness, and I can't explain it if it's reasonable, let alone unreasonable?

Rules can bind a person, but what can be done is only constraints. If you want people to be absent from the sky and down-to-earth, you need to rely on human nature.

Unprecedentedly, Zhuge Chen felt exhausted. He sat down in his chair as if he had been defeated after the end of the war. If you look at his back outside the door now, you will find that it is the same as when he killed himself and fell into this world.

He is just Zhuge Chen, and his kendo achievements may be higher than the sky in the future, but he is already a human immortal, and he can make the hearts of people in the two worlds good?

Impossible.

The Confucian has been working hard for all generations, isn't it still the current situation? He only knows how to use the sword to retreat from the enemy, and he can't do it.

Zhuge Chen sighed and said, "We cultivators care too much about how we are. Although it is said that people do not destroy the heavens and the earth for their own sake, they can do everything only for themselves...... Big mistake. ”

After saying this, Zhuge Chen shook and stood up. Like a walking corpse, he walked out of the house.

Maybe it's a blessing to the soul, because of this sentence, the ancestor of the Zhu family suddenly opened his mouth. On the path of cultivation in his chest, the bottleneck that had not been broken for a long time actually loosened and cracked. This not only means that he can live longer, but also means that the Great Dao Realm also has the hope of winning it in his eyes now. 51

Because of the excitement, the ancestor of the Zhu family burst into tears. He never imagined that his realm was stagnant because of his lack of cultivation.

Thinking of this, he bowed to the end in the direction of Zhuge Chen's departure, and said solemnly: "Thank you Sword Immortal for your guidance." ”

......

After Zhuge Chen returned to the inn, he didn't say a word, let Ah Hua say anything, and didn't say anything. The female fox demon saw a deep disappointment in the eyes of the white cloth, but she didn't know what to say, so she could only look at the crow on the side for help.

As an assassin, Raven didn't know what to comfort, so he didn't say a word, just packed the few belongings of the three of them and prepared to go to the ferry.

After settling the house payment, the three of them rode on horseback, drinking non-stop in white clothes along the way. I want to use wine to dispel my sorrows, but the sadness in my mood, how can I extinguish the mere wine. It's like a monstrous fire, and the dripping water can't be stopped.

Ah Hua came to Zhuge Chen's side and asked softly: "Childe, what's wrong with you, can you talk to Ah Hua? Although it shouldn't have any effect, but I heard that when you talk about sorrow with people, you can share the sorrow evenly!"

Zhuge Chen just smiled helplessly, he didn't want to say anything, but he actually asked Ah Hua: "For Ah Hua, for you, we cultivators should be greedy and terrifying, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't yearn for the outside world, but stay in the depths of the mountains and forests." ”

Ah Hua replied with a smile: "Once upon a time...... I really thought so, but after meeting Childe, I changed my mind. Surely others are the same as those of a cultivator like Childe and those who are arrogant and approachable? Walking out of the mountains and forests, meeting Childe, and becoming friends with crows, these may be the three fortunate things that I have lived to this day! It is precisely because they have happened one after another in a very short period of time that I feel as if I am in a dream and do not want to wake up. Ah Hua has something to say, does Childe want to hear it?"

Zhuge Chen nodded lightly.

"Don't be yourself. An immortal like Childe should be able to think through easily, right?" Ah Hua smiled slyly, rode his horse forward, and talked to the crow.

"It turns out that the authorities are fascinated, and what they said is actually what they meant. Zhuge Chen glanced at the wine jug in his hand, hung it back on his waist, laughed and said to himself: "Is it really right, I am pushing myself so much, what are I doing? ”

In an instant, the mood of the white clothes suddenly brightened. He remembered his expectations for no reason, and wished that my state of mind would always be like spring.

......

After climbing the Big Stone Ridge Ferry, it was almost a month of sea sailing. This time, Zhuge Chen lived alone in the house, while Ah Hua and Crow were next door.

In addition to the daily sword practice is essential, Zhuge Chen will also go to the deck and blow the salty and wet sea breeze. Every now and then, he would quietly release a sword qi and watch the cyan color spread into the distance.

What really makes him happy is not this, but his own realm, I believe that when he really enters the bamboo basket to draw water, it will not be far away. Since he was going to Xiyou and training on the ancient battlefield of that "barbarian land", Zhuge Chen made up his mind that he had to at least touch the bottleneck of the Zhen Dao. Otherwise, how to return to Kuhai Academy to "show off"?

He raised his head and glanced at the canopy, and one level above was the heavens. It's just that there are two completely different heavenly dao barriers, so that the two worlds don't interfere with each other.

"Huangchengzi, I believe you have been waiting for me for a long time, right?" Bai Yi curled the corners of his mouth and said. It's like a provocation, and it's like an invitation to war.