Chapter 7: Well, this is an ancient language

"Fuckyou!"

Lu Yan looked up to the sky and roared, although the corners of his mouth were bleeding, his body was as straight as a green bamboo in a bamboo forest.

The will is like a robbery, piercing everything!

"What a strong will! Not bad! Really good!" The middle-aged man stroked his three-inch green beard and suddenly smiled appreciatively.

Lu Yan only felt that the pressure on his body disappeared little by little, and finally, he couldn't help it anymore, and fell to the ground with a thud, at this moment, he collapsed, and he didn't even have the strength to move, just stared at the person with an unkind face.

"My name is Xia Da, and I am Mr. Stonepage's scholar, and you must have heard of Mr. Stonepage's name!" the middle-aged man shook his head and chuckled, and instantly slapped his palm.

Before Lu Yan could react, several five-colored rays of light hit the top of his head, chest, and back. Streams of soft, cool vitality quickly swam through the eight veins of his Qi Sutra. In the interval of breaths, the wound was healed.

"What do you want to do?" Since he is a scholar of Confucianism, his character should not be too bad, Lu Yan's face softened a lot, but he still asked vigilantly.

"You should be in contact with a cultivator for the first time, aren't you curious at all?" Xia Da looked very helpless, looking at Lu Yan, who was still not the slightest bit relaxed, he couldn't help but explain, "Although you have opened up all the meridians in your body, it is not thorough, and the test just now is beneficial and harmless to you." โ€

"Huh?" Lu Yan's heart moved, the vitality in the dantian meridians was really smooth, and it seemed to be a lot purer, and he believed the other party a little bit in his heart, but he still said in his mouth, "I'll tell you, don't hit me with any crooked ideas, I don't have a foundation, and secondly, there is nothing on my body that you can see." โ€

As he spoke, he seemed to be afraid that the other party would not believe him, and he took out his trouser pocket, and twisted and pinched, as if he wanted to untie his belt, as if he wanted to take off his pants for him to check.

"You bastard boy, what can I be greedy for you!" Xia Da suddenly had black lines in his head, and finally couldn't help scolding, "I really don't know how Lu Xiong could raise such a son as you!"

"I'll let you pretend, always look like an old monk and look indifferent, tired or not!" Looking at Xia Da, who couldn't calm down anymore, Lu Yan smiled in his heart and said, "Do you know my father?"

"It's not just acquaintance" Xia Da looked at Lu Yan deeply and said, "At the beginning, I often drank with him, and I once said that if he had a son one day, I would teach him." I just didn't expect his son to be like this."

Shada's eyes were very deep, and they seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, and although he didn't continue, it was certainly not a good compliment. Lu Yan automatically filtered it, but he still touched his chin weakly, and hurriedly opened the topic: "Mr. Shiye should also be a monk, I don't know what realm he is?"

"Yes, Mr. was originally a scholar, and he obtained the cultivation method by chance, and only then did he embark on the path of a cultivator!" Xia Da replied affirmatively, "He is extremely talented, and after more than 30 years, he has reached a realm that most people in the rivers and lakes can hardly reach in their lifetime!"

Speaking of this, Xia Da was stunned, as if he was reminiscing about Mr. Ishinoye's style as the emperor back then.

Seeing that Xia Da was actually distracted, Lu Yan was speechless, and he looked like an amorous woman, he wouldn't be a friend before, and after secretly slandering him, he hurriedly said: "I always heard my grandfather mention Mr. Shiye, saying that he hadn't seen him for some years, and he had been traveling for a long time!"

"Yunyou" Xia Da's eyes flashed with a touch of sadness, "Mr. is indifferent by nature, and he lived here in seclusion in the year of destiny, but he left suddenly one night, and he has not been heard from since!

Speaking of Mr. Ishinopage's mysterious disappearance, Xia Da was also puzzled, and his brows were tightly locked.

"Didn't Mr. even leave a letter left?" Hearing this, Lu Yan couldn't help but become interested, and the fire of gossip was burning.

"It would be nice if I left some information!" Xia Da shook his head with a wry smile, "For so many years, I have been secretly visiting the rivers and lakes from time to time, but Mr. seems to have evaporated from the world, and I can no longer find the slightest clue. That's why I haven't taught you, fifteen years have passed in a flash, fifteen years!"

"Mr. Jiren has his own natural appearance, I believe that he will be safe and sound at this moment, saying that he respects a great Confucian, has a heroic righteousness, and is admired by ghosts and gods! Maybe he is just" Lu Yan remembered the comforting words in the novel, and couldn't help but borrow it, but in the end, he found that he couldn't just come for a reason, so he had to rub his chin in embarrassment.

Xia Da didn't care, chuckled and sighed helplessly.

"Do you say that there are still immortals in the world now?" After being silent for a while, Xia Da asked abruptly, and in his calm tone, there was a trace of expectation and apprehension.

"Eh" Lu Yan was stunned for a while, remembering that the man who passed on the exercises to him should be regarded as an immortal's means, so he said, "There should be!"

"Where did you learn your cultivation techniques?" Xia Da smiled self-deprecatingly, and then asked as if unintentionally. A bluebird swept overhead with a crisp song, swinging off pieces of green bamboo leaves, and slowly drifting down.

"Playing in the sea, by chance. Lu Yan was vague, although he knew that the other party was not a wicked person who killed people and seized treasures. But Pifu is not guilty, he knows the truth of his guilt, be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, be cautious in everything, it will never be wrong, he doesn't want to cross again.

"Got by chance?" Xia Da glanced at Lu Yan and smiled meaningfully, but he didn't delve into it anymore. also took the opportunity to open the topic, "By the way, what kind of language did you say at the end just now, I asked myself, why have I never heard it?"

"Damn!Fuckyou!" Lu Yan was speechless, and looked at Xia Da with a strange look.

"What, is there anything wrong?" Xia Da looked at Lu Yan curiously, "Could it be an ancient language?"

"Well, yes! It's an ancient language, and I learned it by accident, what he means, go" Lu Yan almost didn't say the word 'fuck you', his eyes rolled and he continued, "What do you mean!"

"**you, what are you doing!Wonderful!It's really wonderful!" Xia Da smiled and stroked his three-inch green beard, "The ancient civilization is really strange, how about you teach me these languages in the future?"

โ€œnoproblem๏ผโ€

"What does it mean that this is an ancient language, too?"

"Hmmm!"

"Noproblem, that's wonderful!

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"What does that mean?"

"Rice!"

"Okay, okay!, Shit rice, if I say, 'Why are you eating now?' in the ancient language it would be '**you, eat now**, right?"

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