At the top of Lanque Peak, Zhao Beihong, who had been waiting for a long time, finally looked forward to his old friend.

"Why is Senior Brother so anxious to see me? ”

The person who came was Ye Liuyun's cheap master, the gentleman Qiu Fuxu.

"Are you embarrassed to ask me? If you hadn't had to give that stinky boy in the secret realm a chance, my brother would have kicked him out of Lanque's Peak a long time ago. Now, although people are in it, their hearts are not in it!"

Qiu Fuxu, who was still full of spring breeze, heard him say this, and the smile between his eyebrows disappeared. It seems that this still appears in case ...

"Senior brother, that Tang Qingshan..."

Zhao Beihong waved his hand, as if he didn't want to hear the name.

"Leave the young man's situation at that. First, let's talk about you as a student. I made our past and the importance of the secret realm clear to your good disciple. You can guess that the kid asked me something. ”

As soon as this sentence is heard, what happens next is not a good thing. Ye Liuyun is upright, what can he do for Tang Qingshan, Qiu Fuxu is really difficult to answer. Gently shook the folding fan and took a sip of the tea in front of him.

As soon as Zhao Beihong saw his junior brother, he immediately remembered the stinky boy who entered the secret realm. Without waiting for Qiu Fuxu to think about it, he slapped it on the table in front of him.

"I won't say, based on your understanding of your good student, you should be able to guess a rough idea! He dared to ask me, can I give up the opportunity and save the life of the kid surnamed Tang in exchange for me!"

Putting down the teacup in his hand, Qiu Junzi suddenly realized.

"How does the senior brother answer?"

You see, you see. It's this contrived way that makes it really uncomfortable to look at yourself. It was precisely because of this that he left the Moshou Pavilion that year to join a powerful man. I didn't expect that after a thousand years, my junior brother has not changed at all.

"How can I answer? How else can I answer! The sages have clouds: there is a precedence in hearing the Tao, and there is a specialization in the arts!"

Looking at the senior brother in front of him, Qiu Junzi was in a happy mood. How many years have I not seen my brother? How many years have I not seen my brother lose his temper? The past is like a tidal wave, surging in.

"Senior brother, don't worry, do you know where I am at the moment?"

Looking at himself as a junior brother, he always has a strategizing posture. Zhao Beihong instinctively wants to get angry, and a reader should study hard. What should he do, he talks all day long, making him feel uncomfortable.

But if Zhao Beihong is just a reckless man who can dance swords and swords, then how can he be worthy of such a big name as the Confucian Sword Saint?

"Hey, that's it... If you're in Pyeonglan Castle, think of a way. The kind of situation you told me yesterday is understandable to me in the sense that there are only two people. One has died, and the other... It's not that I underestimate you, whether you can see it or not depends on fate. ”

Qiu Fuxu nodded lightly, reached into his arms and took out a letter.

"Please, senior brother, wait until the fool returns. And he gave him this letter. ”

Zhao Beihong snorted, and motioned to his junior brother to put the letter on the table with his eyes. The figure sitting in place smiled again in the corner of his eyes, and dissipated between heaven and earth with a gentle breeze.

In the secret realm, Ye Liuyun soaked in the lake and looked up at the sky. In the blue sky, a few white clouds occasionally drifted by. I am really lucky, and I have entered the secret realm. Not to mention chance, it's not easy to live.

He admired his teacher's foresight more and more, if he didn't have the spiritual power to help him. With him Ye Liuyun himself, ten together is useless.

Stretching out his hand to tease the surface of the lake, Ye Liuyun's mood relaxed. has experienced life and death, and now he can be regarded as a human being in two lives. The road ahead was confused, but at this moment, the color of heaven and earth made his state of mind peaceful for a long time.

Ye Liuyun enjoyed the silence of this moment, and suddenly found that if he just kept lying quietly, it would not be too bad. Gently close your eyes and continue to play with the water with your hands.

"Young man over there, what are you doing!"

An old voice pulled the fugue Ye Liuyun back. I hurriedly got up and looked around, but there was no one! What's going on? Could it be my own imagination?

"Guawaer, soaking in the water. I'm afraid I won't be able to shout tomorrow. ”

This time, Ye Liuyun listened to it sincerely. With a slight force on his legs, the whole person flew out of the water and jumped into the air. The water ripples on the surface of the lake uncover the ripples.

It turned out that thirty paces away from him, there was an old man fishing by the lake. Who would have thought that there were still living people in this secret realm, and they gently floated down three feet behind the old man and stopped. Bowing slightly, Ye Liuyun raised his hand to salute.

"Old man, there are many disturbances, please atone for your sins. ”

The old man didn't look back, just stretched out a hand and shook it gently.

"There's a pot on that side, and there's fish soup in it. You bake the fire, drink the soup again, and get rid of the moisture. ”

The old man trembled his hands and pointed to a large black cauldron not far away.

"It's a sudden disturbance to your old man's Yaxing. ”

Ye Liuyun sincerely apologized. This time, the old man did not answer again. Enough to hug the figure, as if he had dozed off. Ye Liuyun didn't think much about it, and came to sit down next to the iron pot.

A pot full of milky white fish soup, accompanied by the natural smell of the lake, is indescribably wonderful. The delicious fish is tumbling in the soup. Ye Liuyun originally just wanted to bake a fire and dry his clothes. Looking at the deliciousness of this pot, his hand unconsciously grabbed the spoon on the side of the pot.

Scoop yourself up with a bowl full of fish soup and take a sip. Ye Liuyun closed his eyes slightly, looking intoxicated. What kind of fish soup is this? Looking at the black bowl in his hand in disbelief, it is so wonderful, I can't imagine that there is such a delicious taste in the world. Sweet and delicate taste, the fish meat is full and elastic. I've never tasted anything like this in my life!

One bite after another, Ye Liuyun drank three bowls of soup and meat. In the lower abdomen, a piece is warm and comfortable. Gently place the black bowl on the edge of the pot and get up to stretch your muscles. The delicious fish soup and warm bonfire had dispelled all his fatigue.

Looking at the old man who was still fishing, Ye Liuyun walked over curiously. When he came closer, the old man was wearing a hat on his head, and his face could not be seen clearly. A pair of thin arms are bronze, and the left hand holds a fishing rod, like a wooden carving.

Above the lake, there is an occasional breeze. The old man actually had the courage that Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, and his face did not change. Sit firmly on the edge of the lake, with only the occasional flickering of the brim of the hat.

With such a skill, even an ordinary teacher in the market can't do it. Quietly watching the old man fishing, Ye Liuyun was unconsciously fascinated.

Suddenly, there was a ripple on the surface of the water. Ye Liuyun hurriedly looked at the lake, it didn't matter. The lake is full of fish swimming quietly at the bottom of the lake, colorful and colorful.

Looking from far to near, Ye Liuyun suddenly found a problem. Under the fishing rod in the old man's hand, there were hundreds of hooks hanging in the lake. The hooks are shining, and each hook has bait on it that keeps teasing the fish...

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As an aside, I'm very grateful to all the officials who came to watch the Heavenly Demon. Recently, only one chapter has been updated every day, and the reason why it has slowed down is to sort out the areas that were problematic before. The outline is also being continuously improved. In order to better present the work. The bitter silkworm has also really done a lot of hard work. I'll write slowly, and everyone will read slowly. It should be regarded as a special kind of care for the old and the new. (Bitter silkworm bows)

Despite the suffering of the global epidemic, the college entrance examination ended successfully. For better or worse, I hope you will not fail yourself and your parents who love you. Reading is still useful, although the bitter silkworm was also very rebellious back then, but I am still very grateful to my parents. Without them, it would be impossible for the bitter silkworm to write a novel here for everyone to read.

Some people will say, "Why do you want to study?" Many people don't study well and give up their studies. But now it's just as prosperous. Take, for example, writing a novel. It's true that everyone can write novels, but people don't just come to write novels to fulfill their dreams. At least, the bitter silkworm hopes that it will be recognized by all readers through continuous hard work and learning. It can also provide a better life for the family.

But how can it be recognized by everyone?

Only through continuous learning and continuous accumulation. As you get older, your knowledge grows. After all, there are very few geniuses, and all living beings still need to be down-to-earth.

The theory that reading books is useless is all nonsense, and the inheritance of the land of China for 5,000 years! Books provide unimaginable information. Literature or fabrication. Without those words full of vitality, future generations can know the time of 5,000 years just by imagination?

This year has been equally special for me. As a first-time father, I was terrified. Running to write a book, there is also a little selfishness. I just want to be a good role model for my children. In the first year, he was willing to work hard to absorb new knowledge and hone new skills. As the saying goes, only when a young man is strong can the country be strong.

Alright, it's almost twelve o'clock. After reading this chapter, everyone should hurry up and go to bed. After all, staying up late really sheds your hair...

After living for so long, Meager has never played much. I landed on the land today to take a look, and I was still at a loss. If you have anything to say to me, come @ Lonely Bitter Silkworm, although I may only log in once for a long time, but I will try to remember it, and reply to all readers as soon as possible.

To all the dreamers who are struggling, you are not alone!

Struggle!

Above.