Chu Xing moved a small square table, sandalwood red sandalwood, four clouds together, it was the shopkeeper specially built for the old gentleman, it was a reply to the old gentleman for those few words, it is said that a lot of silver was spent, once the former official of the government office came to the restaurant on the occasion of his birthday, and had to let the old gentleman tell a "longevity without borders" old story, before leaving, he begged to buy this small table, and was finally blasted out by the old gentleman. It is placed on the high platform of the old gentleman's storytelling in the past

Confucian shirt such as hanging clouds, the sleeves of the waking wood fall, the same set of waking wood painted a pair of Coats reading map, the desktop painted on the splendid mountains and rivers, the rivers and mountains for all generations, the sun and the moon shine.

The old gentleman opened the fan and sat down, and the young people were physically and mentally pure, the wine was fragrant, and the hall was full of smiles.

Chu Xing also moved a stool to sit next to a few teenagers, just a little back, the old gentleman said that the more the better, except for the little two who have no work at hand may come to listen, and he is even more eager to bring in the passers-by, it is best to surround himself, which is the most happy.

It's just that there are fewer people today, but the old gentleman's interest seems to be higher, is he a little drunk?

In the "Water and Clouds", the gentle and pure voice, the tone is frustrating, as in the past, everyone holds their breath and listens with relish, even if the story that was told half of them a few months ago has been restarted today, the curiosity of the teenagers has not diminished in the slightest.

Xia Ling went back to her room earlier, Su Changmo was only one person next to the bed, Da Ge was alone, the green shirt that was clean and straight in the past was a little wrinkled at this time, the tall man seemed to be as tall and short as ordinary people, and the tall man with a hosta had a little more white hair around his neck.

Da Ge gathered his feet, put his knees on the side of the bed, hugged his knees with both hands, and lifted an empty wine glass with two fingers.

The five mountains that Xuan Xiu in the world can't cross are the five people who occupy the scenery of the world that Zhong Wumei said that day, or kill the first, purify all living beings, or play the world, higher than the sky, but no one in the world knows that there is a sixth person who walks the world several times, which is the first in the world, and the Nine University Palaces, which were extremely prosperous in the past, are still not the right.

This person is very strange with his feet, and his existence is even the five people who don't know a few, never ascended, only walk in the mortal dust, it is best to be a teacher, the emperor of the immortal sect on the mountain, and countless disciples, but the history books and immortal scrolls have never said a word, such a person, there are many natural stories, but such a person, after all, life is the hardest.

When you pick it up, you can't put it down.

In the Confucius Temple, the old master got up and stood by the window when the storyteller stepped into the restaurant, his expression was focused, no different from the young man listening to the book in the restaurant.

After two rounds of the Red Lotus, he was really puzzled, got up and stood behind the old man, and under the frequent signals of the Red Lotus, the old man poked his eyebrows and asked, "Something on your mind?"

"Hmm. ”

The old crutch looked surprised, the person who could pretend to be the most able to live in the past, how can he be so refreshing today, it is really rare, the stomach of the world's scholars is the most crooked, whether it is good or bad, he has to turn the world upside down in his heart before he can slowly open his mouth, under the guise of being cautious in his words and deeds, he is torturing others, and this old master is of course the first to bear the brunt.

The old crutch shook his shoulders, a little curious, "Tell me about it?"

In a few days, the aura and luck here will be absorbed, and these teenagers will also go with the immortal sects, and if they want to talk about their hearts, this should be the only unhappy "little thing" between themselves and the old master, these old masters' protection of these young people can be described as meticulous and thoughtful, but look at this look, it is obviously not because of this matter.

The old master turned his back to the two of them and said leisurely: "Your storyteller in the restaurant has been working hard all these years. ”

Lao Gui's expression changed dramatically in an instant, and he leaned forward, "Above the immortals?"

can make the old master look so depressed, remember deeply, and can still say this, then he must not be a mortal, but over the years, the storyteller has eaten and drunk in the restaurant, and he can be said to get along with himself day and night, and he has never missed the slightest bit of horse's feet, then the realm must be far better than himself, is this also a calculation against these teenagers?

The old master listened to the first sentence of the old crutch to ask what the realm was, and the corners of his mouth smiled gloomily, as if all he could do for the children was to rely on a pair of fists to beat back all the malice that came to him mercilessly, and there was nothing else he could do, and he couldn't keep it under the general trend and couldn't protect it for a long time, so the first reaction was to make sure that he couldn't beat it.

"It's okay, it's just a teacher. ”

Lao Guan laughed at himself and sighed, "I'll just say, I also suspected it before, if the mortal scholar's knowledge is too deep, I thought he could read a book and read a saint, but then I saw that he was allegorical to these children, stories with wine, and earnest teaching, so I let go of my suspicions, and I didn't think it would be the case." He hid it so deeply, is there a saying?"

The old master thought for a moment and said slowly: "He thinks that he is already eighty-six years old. ”

Honglian, who had not spoken out all the time, was a little puzzled, "Cultivators have always lived longer with the higher the realm, and above the immortals, more than eighty years old is not a snap of a finger." ”

The old master rarely had a hint of laziness, his hands supported the edge of the window, and his voice was low, "Ordinary people are like this, but for him, every day of penance, his cultivation will increase, but his lifespan will not increase, and his life will still be a hundred years." ”

"I've never seen such a situation, manpower can't be changed?" The old crutch stroked his sideburns and hair, looking puzzled, the ways for the immortals on the mountain to extend the lives of mortal people are countless, even if it is an accident and the life expectancy does not increase, can there be no way to achieve such a high level of cultivation?

The old master shook his head, "He said that this is a heavenly punishment, a calamity that he cannot save the world, and any method will backfire on him." ”

Honglian folded her hands together, bowed her head and said, "There is such a miracle in the world, is it really a heavenly punishment?"

"I don't know. ”

Lao Guan instantly pressed the old master's shoulder, "So it means that he will be above the immortal within eighty years?"

The old master didn't reply, and said to himself: "When I saw him, he was twenty years old, and he was already in the Jindan realm, and his talent was not particularly outstanding at that time, but later it was a rare cross-border speed in the world, but these have always been trivial things for him, he can't see the suffering of the world, the battle of immortals, so he traveled all over the world and seven continents, studying and teaching, the only idea is the world is a great harmony, the immortal family, the common people are all flowers and full moons, but in this world where everyone only knows how to raise their heads and ascend, and do not know the way of the grasshoppers under their feet, what is the difference between daydreaming. ”

Lao Gui's expression is also a little gloomy, Kuang Fu Cangsheng, how many teenagers have practiced the original intention, and how many people who have practiced for a hundred years have become the shackles of the demons, if you want to get rid of it quickly, how can you not be able to walk in the secular quagmire for more than 80 years, how difficult it is.

The old master turned to face the two of them, and his voice became deeper and deeper, " I and he were each other's bosom friends, although he knew where his ambition was, but he couldn't do anything, from the age of twenty-three, he began to wander the world, in the human court, to be the emperor's teacher, for the ministers, the different terroirs of the world to step through, blocked countless soldiers, saved countless natural disasters and man-made disasters, in the people, teaching practice, opening a school, teaching and educating people, small towns, states and counties, the imperial capital, from the end of the micro, a little bit to win back the hearts of the people in the world, in the mountains, open a sect, make friends all over the world, from oneself and others, let Xuan Xiu learn not far from the world, feed the world, every pile is a small thing, but for eighty years。 ”

Honglian and Lao Guan looked at the old master with slightly red eyes, and they were speechless for a while, this old man who was full of knowledge in the past and stood up to the sky was so thin at this moment.

"For the mortal world to nurture Xuan Xiu, for the Xuan Xiu to educate the affairs, in this troubled times, just in time, many years of action, in the world has a great merit. Red Lotus made a Buddhist salute to the town from afar, and her voice was sad.

The old master was slightly angry, "But he clearly knows that after he turns around alone, the hearts of the people in the world will still return to their original state." ”

Lao Guan stared at the old master with a floating breath, and said with relief: "Isn't it the same what we did today? ”

Honglian looked at the old master, and the fox asked, "He has been struggling in the world for eighty years, why don't you pull up a sect and become a hegemon, wouldn't you be able to do more?"

The old master sighed lightly, "There are three thousand six hundred sects in the world, each of which has its whereabouts, either for the elders or for the disciples, all they do is to wake up the people in their dreams, even your Western Earth Buddha Kingdom is no exception, the one that was almost destroyed to the Lotus Temple back then, he saved it, and the Xuanji Holy Venerable of Beixuan was also saved by him when Jiucang was dying, and the last two true dragons of the trapped dragon abyss, he also went to teach once, and the ancestor of the Xuan Tomb was also carried back from the abyss, and so on, countless. ”

Red Lotus exclaimed, "He's nine years old?"

Forty years ago, the three sects of the North Xuan and the Lord of the Buddha Kingdom fought because of a quarrel, and the three sects joined forces to raid the Red Lotus Temple.

"There are so many names of him, I'll remember a few more. ”

Lao Guan twisted his eyebrows, a little uncertain, "This is so much involved in the Immortal Sect in the world, is it really just to let the world be cleared, and there is no need to calculate?"

The old master sighed: "The only way to save the world is to save himself, this is the only thing he wants, the heart of a child has been for many years, this stubbornness is beyond the reach of you and me." ”

Lao Gui's face was a little embarrassed, but he spent the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

Honglian looked up, and her eyes fell on the spitting old gentleman, "Then why is he here again?"

"He only said one thing to me when he came, these children can't be dirty in their eyes and hearts at a young age, and he has to walk a few steps with these children in the remaining years. ”

Its central meaning is self-evident.

The red lotus was slightly sad, and the people in her eyes were full of life, but it was only a few days.

The old man sighed leisurely: "I prefer people's hearts to move people's hearts, and true gentlemen are also." ”

The old master smiled: "It's too small. ”

The old crutch frowned, "Oh?"

"He edified the whole world. ”

In the Confucius Temple, there was silence all around.

Su Changmo woke up in the restaurant, there was no one in the house, the young man was in pain and lay on his side, slowly opened the book of "Two or Three Things" at the head of the bed with tears in his eyes.