In that unknown place, the demon Ling had already shouted that she was hungry, so Liu Gong had to take out a few grass carp and make a fire to prepare for the little girl to roast fish.

The young man wondered in his heart! Demon Ling was nothing to the master and Aunt Bai, but in his own place, it was terrifying with a high realm!

It's just that she couldn't stop the demon Ling from crying, so Liu Gong had to arrange grilled fish for her.

The white unicorn and Le Qing were talking on the side, and the first to enter this place was Demon Ling, followed by the white unicorn, and then Le Qing.

Le Qing, who came in in the image of the king of pangs, glanced at the man in the green shirt at random at that time, and was almost stupid. The heart said that I will explain here today, and the people who come are higher than the other. But after a while, this guy felt that the extremely elegant man in green shirt was a little familiar, and after looking at it carefully for a while, he found that he looked very similar to Zhang Muliu.

Le Qing kept muttering at this time, and complained to Bai Qilin: "Sister Bai, is that really Zhang Xiaozi's father? It's too scary, isn't it? We are also people who have lived for tens of thousands of years, you look at him in front of him, what are we like." ”

The white unicorn lay lazily on the ground, and replied: "Why didn't I find out before, you can also pretend to be like this? Even if you can evolve various attributes, you can also transform, the king of Pang? Could it be that you can transform into that kind of person by looking at the full moon in the sky at night? People are werewolves, you are good, become a dog man." ”

Besides, this is not a rare thing, the ancestor of the Pangu clan, isn't it the princess who made war exploits, if it has always been a beast body, how did those heirs come from?

He shrunk into a black-haired puppy, and simply didn't say anything about fighting first, but asked, "Do you say that Zhang Xiaozi will also be a gatekeeper in the future?"

Bai Qilin shook his head and said softly: "It's not that you don't know that guy's temper, can he be the material for the gatekeeper?"

Le Qing nodded, that's right, the gatekeeper realm is extremely high, but there are too many restrictions, according to Zhang Muliu's temperament, if he knows that there are some nonsense rules, he can tear down the door!

"Sister Bai, it stands to reason that if he is really the gatekeeper, he won't be able to come here, right?"

Bai Qilin sneered: "You still can't see clearly? From old guys like us who were gradually born, to Zhang Muliu's hometown suffered a catastrophe and many people died. Then Shengshenzhou Jiuze reappeared, who gave him the sword, you can't tell?"

After a pause, Bai Qilin sighed and said: "The door is about to open! The gatekeeper is still willing to guard the world, because he has not forgotten his original intention, but these guys who hide their heads and show their tails and show their tails, use the sword cultivation to stop Zhang Muliu, you can bear it?"

Le Qing sighed secretly, "Can ...... Mahayana is just walking on the top of the heavens!"

......

Jiang Mohang ran to Zhang Muliu's side, looked at the young man who was also in white, and took a deep breath.

It's the pill that nourishes the soul, but it's not the kind that can give meat to the bones. He took out a pill from his arms and stuffed it into Zhang Muliu's mouth in extreme pain, only to see that the big hole slowly had flesh and blood breeding, and after a while, only the white clothes were left.

This Yizhou sword raised his head and shouted: "Uncle Zhang, the junior brother is too seriously injured, although he has not hurt the root of the Great Dao, he will not wake up for a while. ”

Zhang Shuying nodded, and the bamboo foot in his hand waved lightly, and this place became a bamboo forest, and Lu Sheng was trapped in it and frowned.

The short sword is called Turbidity, the lord of the boiled noodle pool, Zhan Buzhou Lu Sheng, at this moment holding the short sword and slashing wantonly, a large piece of green bamboo dissipated under the sword qi.

Zhang Shuying smiled, "Do you think I don't dare to do anything with you?"

The gray-clothed Lu Sheng sneered: "Yes, watchdog, do you dare to use a sword under this sky?

The man in the green shirt looked at the immortal, and he was in his twenties, he handed a sword to the northwest, squinted and smiled: "It's really not proper to use a sword for my son, but you broke my bamboo forest, and handed you a sword to cook noodles, isn't it too much?"

Lu Sheng's brows tightened, and he had some bad premonitions.

Zhang Shuying was very intimate, and with a wave of his hand, a light curtain appeared, and it was just a sword qi that broke through the sea of clouds for thousands of miles, and went straight to a sect in the northwest.

The gray-clothed middle-aged man's sword hand trembled, and he opened his mouth and said coldly, "How dare you?"

Zhang Shuying took out another sword, "Why don't you dare!"

Two monstrous sword qi successively broke through the sea of clouds and went straight to the boiling noodle pond, the northwest direction of the entire Zhanbu Continent was full of sword qi, and countless monks climbed up to the sea of clouds to look into the distance, but no one dared to take a closer look.

The first sword light had reached the boiling noodle pool in an instant, and it was easy to break through the large array of the sect, calling it the pond, but in fact, it was a big lake The boiling noodle pond was divided into two, leaving only a huge ravine, and the water potential of the entire boiling noodle pool instantly dropped several zhang.

With this sword, the monks who were hiding in the depths of the boiling noodle pool were all out, and there were actually more than a dozen cultivators who were refining the void to resist the sword qi.

After that sword cut through the boiling noodle pool, it had lost most of its power, but it still slashed straight to the hinterland of the lakeside, and more than ten cultivators tried their best to block the sword qi.

But then there was another sword, no longer slashing at the pond, but going straight to the patriarch's hall.

This sword seriously injured more than a dozen cultivators, and they all destroyed that large part of the house, but not a single one was injured. Just cut up a small courtyard in an extremely remote area, and that small courtyard suddenly became black.

Lu Sheng looked at Zhang Shuying with a gloomy face, gritted his teeth and said, "Watchdog! ”

Zhang Shuying smiled and said, "If you insult me, then you will be able to use the sword even more." ”

Another sword qi slashed towards the northwest, and Lu Sheng's face was about to be gloomy.

I saw a black gas burst from the boiling noodle pool, climbed to the sea of clouds and then turned into a human form, the black figure looked at the boiling noodle pool under his feet, smiled slightly and dissipated instantly, and was already above Lu Sheng's head when he reappeared.

Zhang Shuying shook his head and said, "Why don't you do a good overhaul?

The black gas poured into his body like water from the top of Lu Sheng's head, Lu Sheng's face was distorted, looking extremely painful, he slowly straightened up, facing Zhang Shuying, and his voice was hoarse: "If people don't do it for themselves, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed." ”

Lu Sheng suddenly laughed again, and sneered: "How many swords can you use?"

Zhang Shuying frowned slowly, it is true that he can't make a few swords, if he makes another sword, he will not have time to speak with that kid.

Below, Jiang Mohang somehow suddenly scolded: "Are all the Buddhist cultivators in Zhanbuzhou dead......?

In the end, this guy just opened his mouth, and no matter how desperately he tried to make a sound, it was difficult to make a sound.

An old monk suddenly appeared, holding a sword qi between his fingers, and gently threw it to Zhang Shuying, glancing at Jiang Mohang before sighing: "Do you want to sink this half of the continent?

Since the appearance of the monk, Zhang Shuying has not had a good face, and he really doesn't like the fact that the monk is ancestral.

Zhang Shuying didn't say a word, just held the bamboo foot in his hand, and was about to chop. The old monk said helplessly: "Just leave the matter of his collusion with Fang Wai to me, you kid just stop for a while! Are you still worried that I didn't have a helper twenty years ago?"

Zhang Shuying sneered: "How dare you, my little mountain people, how dare I bargain with the Buddha." ”

The old monk didn't say anything anymore, and it looked like he was determined to protect the broken boiled noodle pool.

Suddenly, a very cold voice sounded, and a sword light burst out from Zhang Muliu's brain, and a woman in white was holding her hand and squinting at the old monk, no matter what his expression was, she slashed at Lu Sheng with a sword in her hand, the latter's eyes were frightened, and a black gas fled in panic, but the woman sword fairy slashed another sword. Lu Sheng was immediately seriously injured, and a distraction swept out and fled eastward. He hadn't run far before he was hit by the black gas of a sword, and he was wailing incessantly, and a moment later a figure fell from the sky, and it turned out to be a Buddha.

The female sword immortal sneered, "Buddha?"

The old monk was ashamed.

The woman in white sneered again: "The mission is so far!"

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Zhang Shuying, and said with a smile: "Don't worry! I don't have any ill will towards the little guy, I borrowed a thousand children from him for eight hundred years to live temporarily, and if I come out of the sword today, I should renew the lease!"

Zhang Shuying smiled faintly and said: "Even if the seniors have malicious intentions, what can I do? Go and talk to Xiao'er about something first, and the two seniors will just watch and deal with it." ”

After saying that, he turned around and disappeared, Zhang Muliu and Jiang Mohang on the ground disappeared, and there was only one sect master of the noodle pond left, and there was a Buddha and a person who became a Buddha outside the party.

Liu Xiaobei smiled playfully, with an expression of his father-in-law's departure.

"I said old fellow, back then, I didn't care about it and it was my business, but this is not a reason why you don't give me an explanation. ”

......

Jiang Mohang was suddenly thrown into a space, where the sun was shining, there were rows of poplar trees, and a babbling stream.

Liu Gong and Youling hid in the shade of a tree to grill fish, and a white deer and a puppy lazily basked in the sun.

This Zhan Buzhou sword pulled the corners of his mouth and complained: "You guys are really comfortable, I traveled thousands of miles to come here, and I fought three hundred rounds with that stinky and shameless sword cultivator, and I was defeated so far." ”

Le Qing drooped his eyelids and said lightly: "Hmm...... The cultivation is not high, and the face is a fight with that land. ”

Everyone turned their heads to look, and it turned out to be the creek, and two men walked together. On closer inspection, it is still as if it is.

Zhang Muliu came here in a daze, and when he turned his face and saw a man with a tense face, he immediately stood up straight, and his expression was almost the same as that of the man in green shirt.

The young man in white looked down and found that the big hole in his lower abdomen had grown, but the pain in his viscera was still unbearable.

Zhang Shuying shook his head and smiled, and suddenly laughed at the pharmacy by the big long well, so he smiled faintly: "Do you remember that there is a scar on the middle finger of your left foot?"

The young man in white scratched his head, "I remember." ”

Zhang Shuying continued: "You! You are so-so when you are a child, you are confused about everything, you always have no rules, and you think of the same thing. ”

Zhang Muliu sneered: "I was in a hurry to go back to copy the book, and there was a big quilt hanging at the door, I was small, and I couldn't see anything when I covered my face with the quilt. ”

The man in the green shirt shook his head and sighed: "I told you to move to another place a long time ago for that broken clay pot, and you are too lazy to do it, and it is not you who will suffer in the end." ”

In fact, what impressed Zhang Shuying the most was that the child covered his toes and shouted Dad, and when he ran out, Xiao Zhang Muliu raised his head and said a word with a smile.

At that time, the naughty child said, "Look, I didn't cry. ”

A very common sentence is that the child wants his father to know how strong he is, and the blood is gushing out one by one, but he says that with a smile on his face.

As a result, Zhang Shuying just said with a straight face: "What is there to show off?"

Xiao Zhang Muliu was very sad at that time, but he didn't dare to cry.

Zhang Shuying sighed, looked at Zhang Muliu, who was much taller than herself, and said softly: "I didn't think you were not strong at the time, I was actually quite distressed." But if you think about it, if you keep showing off your injuries to others in the future, so as to win people's sympathy, it's not good. That's why I said you with a straight face. ”

Zhang Muliu took off the wine gourd and handed it to Zhang Shuying, who took the wine gourd and took a sip. Only then did the young man in white smile and said, "Dad may not know, but it is these small things that can not be small, so that I will not make big mistakes on a long journey." ”

In fact, the father and son seem to be much older than each other, and they don't know if they are young as fathers or old as sons.

Zhang Shuying nodded, returned the wine gourd, and said with a smile: "Are you embarrassed to say? Look at how many troubles you have caused all the way south, the relatives of the emperor and the country that you are looking for in the fight, the southern part of Shengshen Continent, all say that you are a real killer to protect the country." ”

After a pause, Zhang Shuying let out a long sigh and said with a smile: "I really didn't expect that the little guy who used to wash the pot and never wash the dishes was calculated endlessly along the way, and he could calculate those people in reverse." I always thought you were a stupid boy, you couldn't fill your stomach with any bad water, and you only had a heart the size of a well. ”

Zhang Muliu was embarrassed, when he was a teenager, he always liked to go to his aunt's house, and he always held back to eat a meal of noodles made by his aunt, and every time he finished eating, his aunt would always let him wash the dishes, and then Zhang Muliu really only washed the dishes. Later, the eldest aunt had to remind me every time that the pot and bowl should be washed together.

The young man in white took a sip of wine, smiled brightly, and said to his father, who had not seen him for many years: "Actually, I have a lot of hearts and eyes when I am very young, and I can tell who helps me and who harms me, but I just don't want to calculate others." At that time, no matter how bad the people around me were, how bad could they be?"

Zhang Shuying nodded, how could he not know? Every time I think of the beginning of this kid's sword practice, Mr. Ma asked him to fill his water tank every day to practice swords, and it happened that it was winter again, and the road to Surabaya Well was very steep, stepping on a thick layer of snow blanket, and if he didn't pay attention to it, he would slip.

The little guy was fine on the first day, carrying the small bamboo bucket made by Zhao Xuan to carry water one by one. But the next day it was much more miserable, both shoulders were red and fluttering, and both sides were hit by the pain of the flat shoulder. In addition, during that period of time, the wind and snow continued, and Zhang Muliu, who was still small, would slip after taking a few steps.

He remembered that when this kid was carrying the bucket to get water, he deliberately put the bucket down heavily, so that the bamboo thatched hut not far away could hear the sound here, so that the sloppy man who lived in the thatched hut went out and shouted, "Okay, I'll be here today, no need to pick it." ”

But Mr. Ma never appeared, and Zhang Muliu could only continue to carry the water slowly.

That day may have been the most aggrieved day when Zhang Muliu was a child. The little boy with the bucket walked up the snow and slipped and fell, and although he tried his best to protect the two buckets, he still got out more than half of the water. Zhang Mu couldn't stop crying out, but he didn't cry. Just stood up and wrinkled his nose and kicked the snow under his feet again and again, and after a long time, he still didn't lose his breath, and he grew his mouth and shouted silently, clenching his fists and beating the bamboo on the side of the road. When the snowflakes on the bamboo branches were drenched and poured down from the neck, Zhang Muliu stopped. wiped his tears, picked up the bamboo bucket and wrinkled his nose to fetch water again.

At that time, Mr. Ma and Zhang Shuying actually saw it and were not disappointed, because at a young age, it was already good that they could insist on what to do after losing their temper.

What made the two of them happiest was that when the little boy carried water on the third day, he carried a bamboo bucket on his shoulder and a small broom in his hand, sweeping the snow all the way from the door of his house to the well.

In fact, it is a very small matter, but it shows Zhang Muliu's heart at a glance. It is also in response to the sentence that Zhang Muliu has been hanging on his lips: "If you can't do it, you have to do it to know." ”

Zhang Shuying suddenly said, "Does it hurt?"

Zhang Muliu smiled and said, "Where can I not hurt it! ”

After pouring another sip of wine, Zhang Muliu smiled and said, "You can always tell me something now, right?"

The man in the green shirt turned his head to look at Le Qing, who rolled his eyes and sneered: "You said yours, I won't listen, I won't listen." ”

Le Qing scolded in his heart, "The realm is so high, I'm still old, are you better than me?"

The white unicorn on the side sneered: "In terms of face alone, that person can't compare to you at all." ”

Le Qing turned his head, there was no way to talk this day.

Zhang Shuying didn't set up any formations, Le Qing and they heard it, as for others, no matter how high his realm is, he can hear the slightest movement here, which means that I, Zhang Shuying, have lived for so many years.

The man in the green shirt said lightly: "Our Xiaozhu Mountain is an ancient mountain that has existed since very early times, and it is similar to what you know, which is equivalent to the place where the law is in charge. Before the fall of Heaven, there was peace in the world with our existence. Later, the heavens shattered and fell, Middle-earth disappeared, and the uncivilized world invaded, so we became gatekeepers again. Later, someone made up for the sky, in fact, it blocked the gate, we Xiaozhushan, every thousand years, someone has to be the gatekeeper, and at the same time, the realm will be forcibly raised. ”

Zhang Muliu asked, "That gate, is it in the Two Realms Mountain......?"

A word never came out.

Of course, Zhang Shuying knew what his son wanted to ask, so he said softly: "The catastrophe in Xiaozhushan, although it has something to do with Chen Shucheng, it doesn't have much to do with it. You must know that our Xiaozhushan is equivalent to a gourd stopper, and only when the gourd stopper is pulled out, the things inside will come out. Someone has been planning for many years to seize the heirlooms of several surnames, and the person who attacked that night had an existence far higher than the Mahayana realm, even if it was me, there was nothing to be done. ”

The figure of the man in the green shirt suddenly became a little illusory, he smiled, stretched out his hand and patted Zhang Muliu's shoulder, and his voice was mellow: "Liu'er, Xiaozhushan is your home, you have to bear some things, but there is no need to bear them all, the older generation is not dead yet." You also have your own rivers and lakes, you have to walk around and see more. Do you know when I was most uncomfortable in all these years? It was when a little guy secretly moved out of bed at night, lifted the floor tiles, took out a bamboo tube, poured a handful of grape seeds and held them in his hands, and tears flowed down his eyes. ”

When he was a child, there were countless days and nights, and the aggrieved Zhang Muliu would hold the shriveled and unseemly unseemly grape seeds, squatting in the corner and crying silently.

In fact, there are things that are not uncomfortable, and some just don't want others to know that they are uncomfortable.

Zhang Shuying handed over a bamboo plaque, saying that everything he wanted to know was inside, and he would open it again when the realm was higher.

After finishing speaking, the green shirt became more and more illusory, Zhang Shuying took the bamboo foot and looked at it for a long time, and then went up along the stream with a sword, Zhang Muliu stood behind and watched his father.

The young man smiled at the end and said, "What a stinky boy, I will definitely bring my granddaughter to see me in the future." ”

Zhang Shuying disappeared, Zhang Muliu was stunned with a bamboo card, and only after a long time did he raise the wine jug and take a sip of wine, and the wound in his lower abdomen suddenly hurt again.

There was a young man with a sword on his back who stood in the distance and looked at the young man in white, wanting to speak but not knowing what to say, so he watched quietly like that.

Zhang Muhuan turned around and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Liu Gonghan laughed for a long time, and finally called out to the master.

The young man in white snorted.

......

In the Xuanwang Mansion in the northeast corner of Chang'an City, there is still a pavilion among the flowers, the princess took the hand of a woman in red, looked at the moon who was less than half of the time, and said with a smile: "You may not know, let alone you, even Zitang may not know, Liu'er actually lives a very lonely and lonely person in her heart." He can talk and laugh with anyone, but except for the people he cares about and the so-called friends on the way, he can just talk a few words. There were a few small things that weighed on his heart very much. ”

Li Qiushui said with a smile: "He told me that the first time was to steal a few coins from the family to buy wine, which caused grandma to quarrel with his eldest brother's house for several days. The second time was when he broke something at his aunt's house, and his uncle scolded him angrily, but he didn't dare to make a sound, it was Xiaole who told his uncle that he broke it. The third time was the first time I traveled far away when I was a teenager, and I met Shi Jiaming in brocade clothes at an inn called You Fang. ”

In fact, Li Qiushui really wants to say, how could Aunt He not know these things?

When he returned to the lakeside courtyard with Zhang early, He Zitang gave a letter to Qiushui, with three words written on the cover.

"I Personally Enlighten"

The letter was only a few short sentences, and He Zitang said that it was written at night when Zhang Muliu opened a shop in that small town in Wu State.

The letter said: "From today onwards, don't be a lonely person anymore. You have to write to someone, talk about the trivial things that have been done recently, talk about the shortcomings of the family, and talk about the words that are like faces. ”

Li Qiushui knows that that someone is talking about Zhang Muliu when he grows up.