When the teenager was a child, he lived with the old man, relying on the old man's meager savings and those small dishes in the backyard, the two of them barely survived, although they couldn't eat anything delicious, but they could keep three meals hungry.

However, it is nothing for the old man to eat a little less, and the young Dong Nanyan is the time to grow his body, so sometimes the old man will take some side dishes and sell them on the front street, in exchange for some small money to improve Dong Nanyan's food.

It's just that one day, the old man went out for a long time and didn't come back, and Dong Nanyan, who was waiting in the yard in a hurry, opened the door and walked out of the small courtyard.

Because the people in the town didn't look at him right, the old man was worried about Dong Nanyan and told him not to go out alone, but because the old man didn't come back for a long time, he was also very worried about the old man, so Dong Nanyan put the old man's words in the back of his mind and didn't think too much.

But fortunately, it was almost dark at that time, and it was just in time for the storytelling day of the storytelling building, and almost all the people in the town gathered outside the restaurant, those who had money went in to drink and listen to books, and those who had no money gathered outside to listen to the excitement, so Dong Nanyan went smoothly along the way.

Dong Nanyan knew that Grandpa Dong usually sold vegetables on the front street and at the gate of the town, and there was no old man in the front street, so Dong Nanyan quickened his pace and walked towards the gate of the town.

As a result, in front of the town gate, Dong Nanyan saw a scene that he would never forget.

Grandpa Dong, who usually has a smile on his face and is polite to everyone, is lying on the ground, the vegetables in the basket are scattered all over the ground, and in front of him, there are a man and a woman, among whom the man is twisting his feet and trampling the vegetables that Grandpa Dong has worked so hard to plant.

The man and woman didn't look like locals, at least Dong Nanyan had never seen them in Linan Town.

The brocade robe and the tall man had a red mole in the middle of his eyebrows, and he gave Dong Nanyan the feeling as if this and him were two species, although they were both human, but the man's eyes looking down on Grandpa Dong made Dong Nanyan feel very uncomfortable.

Dong Nanyan found the old man, of course the old man also found Dong Nanyan, lying on the ground and shaking his head at Dong Nanyan, the old man asked the young man not to come.

The man who overthrew the old man to the ground was obviously unwilling to give up, and in the twilight and sunset, he actually raised a hand, ready to punch the old man.

Although the old man tried his best to give Dong Nanyan a look and told the young man not to come over and leave quickly, how could Dong Nanyan be indifferent to watching the old man being beaten in front of him? When the man was about to swing his fist, Dong Nanyan threw himself in front of the old man, and seeing that the old man was a little tired, Dong Nanyan opened his arms and cried.

Can punch an old man with gray hair, let alone a child?

The man's fist didn't stop at all, and even Dong Nanyan could feel the punching wind at that time.

But maybe it was a little pitiful to see this old man and young man, or maybe they were already making a fuss, and the woman standing behind the man coughed lightly and persuaded the man.

The man glanced at Dong Nanyan and the old man with an unkind face, then snorted coldly and turned his head to leave.

The woman who didn't care about herself nodded apologetically to the old man, then touched Dong Yanyan's head, and disappeared in front of them with her skirt fluttering.

After suffering from a meal of flesh and skin, the old man sighed, and then immediately a smile appeared on his face, and said to Dong Nanyan: "Next time, listen to grandpa's words, how dangerous this is, didn't grandpa tell you to pay attention to safety? ”

The little boy didn't seem to hear what the old man said, but just looked straight into the distance.

The old man noticed that Dong Nanyan had a grudge in his eyes, "What's the matter?"

The little boy bit his lip and wiped away his tears, "They are all bad people, I must avenge you grandpa." ”

The old man rubbed Dong Yanyan's head, "Little Fulu, do you remember what your grandfather taught you? Before things are cleared up right and wrong, you must not make a conclusion because of what you see for a while, although I am your grandfather, but what if it is me who is wrong?"

The little boy sniffled and said with a look: "But grandpa, you also taught me that no matter whether things are right or wrong, a single use of violence is wrong, even if grandpa does something wrong, then we can apologize or find a way to make amends, but this is not a reason for them to hit grandpa, they are not doing it right." ”

The old man had a smile on his face, he was very happy that Dong Nanyan could still remember what he had taught before, "Yes, yes, Xiao Fulu is right." ”

Bending down to pick up some edible vegetables scattered on the ground, the old man said softly: "Today is also my fault, I want to buy more vegetables, maybe the method is wrong, delaying the time for these two to go to the bookstore, so he made a fire." ”

Putting the vegetable leaves back in the basket, the old man took Dong Nanyan's hand, "Little Fulu, today's grandfather is at fault, and he is also at fault, but you must remember that you can't just look at the front of you in everything, and don't be the person you hate." ”

Dong Nanyan listened to the old man's words very much, so sometimes when he encountered some things later, Dong Nanyan was willing to endure and believe in others, even if he still clearly remembered the appearance of the man who shot at Grandpa Dong that day.

Seeing Ye Zhi who pounced on Ye Hua, Dong Nanyan seemed to see him in front of the old man in a trance, and it was more like seeing Grandpa Dong who had been kind to him.

At this moment, feeling the tenderness in his arms, the snow-white long sword engraved with frost flowers in his hand slowly dissipated, Dong Yanyan's eyes returned to clarity, smelling the fragrance of the girl in front of him, he woke up like a dream and said: "Song is suitable." ”

Dong Yanyan seemed to be no longer affected by the emotions of such a sword, and Song Jiyi hurriedly let go of his hand.

"You... Are you alright?"

In order to make Dong Yanyan recover, Song Jieyi really felt that he had made a great sacrifice, Sister Lin was standing behind, and the girl's face turned red.

But after thinking about it, Sister Lin has been by her side since the beginning, and maybe she has already seen the matter between her and Dong Nanyan.

Noticing that Song Jieyi's face was even redder, Dong Nanyan was just induced by the emotion of Ru Jian, not that he lost his mind and didn't know anything, knowing that the girl rushed over to hug him just now, Dong Nanyan's heart was pounding, "Miss Song, I'm fine." ”

Ye Zhi was supporting Ye Hua in front of him, although the long sword in Dong Nanyan's palm had disappeared inexplicably, but the cold in his body did not mean to dissipate.

Ye Hua, who was trying his best to get rid of the cold, stood up with Ye Zhi's support and looked at Dong Nanyan with cold eyes.

I don't know that Dong Nanyan is affected by such a sword, Ye Hua still doesn't understand why Song Jieyi wants to stop the young man from killing him, now Dong Nanyan no longer has that long sword, but he is in this state and even has a hard time moving, let alone fighting the young man again.

Noticing that Dong Nanyan was walking over here, Ye Hua's eyes froze, and he stared at Dong Nanyan coldly.

However, the young man ignored him, patted Ye Zhi lightly on the shoulder, and Dong Yan apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect such a thing to happen." ”

Ye Zhi's face was still full of tears, Dong Nanyan patted her shoulder again, and then turned to leave, "Don't worry, as long as your father no longer wants to kill me, I won't do anything to your father." ”

I didn't understand what was going on, but from the moment Dong Nanyan turned around and left, Ye Zhi felt that the young man seemed to have become a little strange.

It seems that this matter is going to be revealed like this, and Dong Nanyan will not kill him, but it does not mean that Ye Hua will do the same.

The young man's strength made him feel frightened, and the young man's qualifications were so amazing, the future must be limitless, now he let him go, it doesn't mean that he can get back together, no matter how he says it, he will be cut off with the young man, Ye Hua doesn't want to leave such a disaster.

Passed on to Ye Zhi, who was supporting him beside him, "Zhi'er, he has no precautions against you now, you take the opportunity to kill him!"

Ye Zhi was stunned.

"The grudge between me and him can't be resolved like this, in the future, either he dies or I live, Zhi'er, you go and solve the disaster for your father. ”

Ye Zhi didn't react at all, Ye Hua said in a deep voice: "I know you have a secret affection for him, but you still can't tell which is more important than me and him? I'm your father! He is now letting down his guard against you, it is a good time for you to make a move, you use the Grass Sword to kill him from behind!"

Is this still the father who taught her not to hurt people behind her back and pay attention to martial arts since she was a child?

Not only did Dong Nanyan make him feel strange, but the father in front of him was more like a different person, Ye Zhi said in a daze: "Father, what are you talking about?"

Pointing to Dong Nanyan, who was slowly leaving with his back to her, Ye Zhi had tears in her eyes, "He is your junior brother, my junior uncle." ”

Hating iron does not make steel, Ye Hua said angrily: "If you don't come, I'll come." ”

He struggled to pick up the Youcao Sword, but Ye Hua overestimated his state, and he was weak and couldn't even hold the sword steadily, and the man fell to the ground.

Hearing the voice behind him, Dong Nanyan stopped, and then quickly walked again.

The elders of the Fallen Leaf Sect automatically assigned a path to the young man, noticing the frightened look in the eyes of these old men, the young man's face became even more complicated, and he walked through the crowd and walked towards the foot of the Golden Willow Peak. Goshoya

Now that Dong Nanyan has already left here, of course Song Jieyi has no need to stay here, she nodded and comforted Ye Zhi, then snorted coldly at Ye Hua, and walked quickly down the mountain.

And the woman of Qingshen Mountain took a step forward and had already disappeared in front of the eyes of everyone in the Fallen Leaf Sect.

With a heavy sigh, seeing Ye Hua who had fallen to the ground unconscious, Ye Jing lamented, "It's all fate." ”

The woman appeared outside the Deciduous Sect very interestingly, and on an ancient tree, the woman sat cross-legged.

Defeating Ling Xujing with the Ascending Realm, and even almost killing the other party, the young man's talent is inevitably too terrifying.

The woman was even thinking in her heart today, could it be that the creation that the ancestor said was this young man?

If it weren't for the fact that she knew that the boy had been noticed by the Divine Mountain, the woman would really want to bring Dong Nanyan back to Qingshen Mountain, because it wouldn't take many years, with the talent of the young man and the cultivation of Qingshen Mountain, that would be a monk who had passed through the Xuan Realm!

But after seeing the white-robed man in Dong Nanyan's house, the woman didn't dare to make a mistake, although she hadn't personally felt the horror of the sacred mountain, but by word of mouth, she had already heard of it.

It is common to hit the other party's mountain gate without saying a word, and fighting more and fighting less is the same as drinking water.

Thinking of Song Jieyi's aunt, that is, the incident that Miss told her, the woman in the Yuanying Realm couldn't help but shudder.

Legend has it that Zhang San ascended to the tower realm to kill the Jindan realm!

Jianzhou.

The season here is different from that of China, the grass grows and the warbler flies in April, and the young man with a long sword on his waist is quietly leaning on this ancient tree, peeking at the handsome man who beats the old lady's back, carries water for the widow, and helps the man push the cart.

The boy reached out and pinched his chin.

Master, what kind of fame is this?

As the only disciple of the man, the boy has long felt that the man is wrong, every day the sword practice is in the afternoon, the man always has something in the morning, the boy does not understand what can make him, the master who is known as the master who is expected to be free in the sect, run around every day, so he is increasingly curious and sneaks out with the master today, originally thought that he could find out what secrets for himself, but he didn't expect that the master was doing these trivial things.

The young man frowned, this is what a Tongxuan Realm sword cultivator should do?

Isn't the daily life of sword cultivation in the Xuan Realm a sea of sword clouds, comprehending the way of the sword, and swords to stronger people?

What's the deal with carrying water for a widow here?

As the young man frowned, the man who pushed the cart for a group of men below disappeared into front of him out of thin air.

Not good.

The young man hurriedly wanted to leave here, but it was obviously too late, where could he be as fast as a man in the Xuan Realm, and a chestnut was rewarded on his head, and the man pretended to be majestic and said, "If you don't practice swords on the mountain, what are you doing here?"

To tell the truth, the man who was bent on what good things to do today did not even realize that the boy had come with him.

The boy hesitated, "I... Today... I'll come out... Walk around. ”

The man glanced at the young man suspiciously, "You are quite good at walking, standing on the tree?"

He and the master were now on the branch, and the young man explained: "Ah, didn't I suddenly see you here, so I was more curious, so I stopped here for a while." ”

The long sword at the young man's waist suddenly came out of its sheath, and the man's fingers grabbed the tip of the sword and struck it on the young man's head with the hilt.

"I'm bold, and now I dare to panic at the master. ”

The man drank, "Say, what are you here for?" ”

The young man rubbed his head and said, "Master, aren't you just curious, you are not on the mountain every morning, so I want to come and take a look, in case there is anything that needs me, I may be able to help." ”

The man laughed and kicked the boy in the ass, lifted him under the tree, and then floated to the ground, "You little cub in the Void Realm still want to help me?

The boy who fell a dog and ate took a bite and spit out the dirt in his mouth, "Don't you look down on people?" Counting his fingers, the young man said one thing at a time: "Help the widow carry water, push the cart for the man, beat the back of the old man, and help the child pick up the ball on the roof, why can't I do all this work?"

Seeing the young man's unconvinced appearance, the man thought for a while and said with a smile: "You said it so easily, why don't you try it?"

"Try it!"

On this afternoon, the boy did not practice swordsmanship for the first time, but followed the man, scurrying around the streets and alleys of this unknown town, doing the trivial things he thought were trivial in his heart.

He was busy until the sunset, and the young man was panting and lying on the eaves, with a man with Erlang's legs crossed on the side.

"Well, isn't it easier than practicing a sword?"

From the beginning of today's help was useless, to the later help of the widow in the back street after the warm hospitality of the other party, and for an old man to clear the bones and clear the connection, after curing the old man's joint disease for many years, the old man took his hand to keep him at home to eat, but he refused on the grounds that there was something, but when he went far away, he found the old man panting and carrying a pot of treasured old wine and handed it to him," Young man, this is a good wine that I have treasured for more than ten years, you are still young and can't drink it, but you can wait until you grow up to drink it, it tastes good. ”

Help a little girl who accidentally dropped a doll into the river to salvage a doll, only to be dragged by the little girl to play with her companion, and when he is leaving, she also gives him a small red flower.

Lying on the eaves, the young man looked up at the sunset, "Master, you said that we just did a trivial thing, why do they thank us so warmly?"

It's not to help the old man prolong his life, but to help him dredge his muscles and bones, and give him a pot of good wine that has been treasured for many years?

The man said slowly: "Remember, everyone in this world is different, and things that may be trivial to us are important in the eyes of others. ”

The man then said, "You haven't answered my question yet, how are you feeling today?"

Obviously, he felt very bored, but when he thought of the widow who stuffed his clothes pocket full of fruit, the old man who warmly kept him to eat, and the little girl with a warm smile on her face, the young man also unconsciously smiled.

The man smiled and shook his head, he already knew the answer.

Sitting up from the eaves, the young man who realized it afterwards asked, "Master, what is the benefit of you sitting like this every day?

The man shook his head, "It's not Hongchen refining my heart, but a long time ago, someone told me a sentence that made me what I am now." ”

The gossip boy came to the spirit, "What people?

The man who had practiced swords day and night on Jiandang Mountain, comparable to a sword idiot, once had nothing but a sword in his eyes, but once again, in a rare opportunity, he sent a sword to the man standing on the peak of the mountain he had been eager to climb.

The result, of course, was his defeat, and a complete defeat.

I thought that this was the way of my sword, but I never thought that the man who wore a cyan long sword at his waist and defeated him without drawing his sword from beginning to end gave an evaluation.

This sentence changed him.

The man said.

"The sword is good, but the person is not good. ”