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This suddenly did not refer to the timing of his sound, but Su Changan had already swept this tribe with his divine sense at the beginning of the battle with this barbarian, and the strongest of them should be the man in front of him - the barbarian monk who guarded the realm. But when the old man's voice sounded, he suddenly realized that this seemed ordinary, and there was even a strong man hidden in the ruined tribe.

Although his cultivation is talented, but because of the successive adventures and the cultivation of the powerful and mysterious immortal path, in fact, he has no opponent under the question. And this old man was able to hide his divine sense, and that could only explain the problem, and this old man's cultivation must be above the question.

"Star Death!" Su Changan's heart was shocked, and his face suddenly changed greatly, as far as he knew, except for the Dijiang Royal Clan, which had four Star Deaths, the other clans had only one Star Death. Although he had never seen what the tribe of the Nine Great Clans looked like, no matter how he looked at such a dilapidated tribe, it should not be one of the Nine Great Clans.

And when the old man's voice sounded again, the horror on the faces of these barbarians, the uneasiness on the faces of the barbarians under his sword. It's as if I've discovered some big secret.

Su Changan's expression became a little strange, and he lowered his head and was silent for a while. Suddenly, he raised his head and replied loudly in the direction of the tent, "Okay!"

As soon as his voice fell, the dark night above his head dissipated, along with the humanoid phantom pointed at the man's eyebrows with a long sword.

And the man who regained his freedom because of this also stood up suddenly, his face was cloudy, and he didn't seem to want Su Changan to meet the old man, but he didn't dare to stop it because of the old man's prestige, so after hesitating for a long time, he gritted his teeth and followed Su Changan's pace towards the tent in the center of the top.

"Come in. When Su Changan walked into the tent, he was still hesitant to call the unmasked old man, after all, in his opinion, he still needed to be in awe of the elderly, so it would be a bit rude to walk in directly. But the old man's voice rang out at that time.

Su Changan was stunned for a moment, but he was no longer polite, ignoring the barbarian man who was catching up behind him, he lifted the curtain in front of the tent and walked in.

When he stepped into the tent, his face changed slightly.

The tent was a sealed tent, and there should have been no windows except for the curtain that had been lifted and closed. Strangely, however, the tent was bright, as if a starlight had come out of nowhere through his opaque top.

In the middle of the starlight lay an old man on a low couch.

His stature was not as tall as those of the barbarians, and he could even be said to be a little emaciated. His hair was gray, his face was densely wrinkled, and his eyes, which should have been bright as stars, were now dull and colorless.

He is a star. Su Changan just glanced at it and made such a judgment in his heart. A dying star.

Su Changan was looking at the old man, and the old man was also looking at Su Changan.

And in the end, his gaze fell on the pair of swords on Su Changan's shoulders. A hint of discoloration flashed across his old face, but it quickly covered up.

He asked, "Are you from Tianlan Academy?"

The voice is low and weak.

After confirming that the old man was a star, Su Changan became vigilant.

And when he recognized Su Changan's identity, the spiritual power around Su Changan's body also jumped at that time, he nodded silently, but the standing posture and tight legs all showed that Su Changan was nervous at the moment.

"What's your name?" the old man continued to ask as if he had never heard of Su Changan's vigilance.

It stands to reason that Su Changan has no reason to tell him his name.

But the old man's appearance and tone of voice inexplicably touched Su Changan, and he felt that he was very similar to Yuheng.

Such a touch made Su Changan say his name after hesitating slightly.

"Su Changan. He said.

"Chang'an, Chang'an!" the old man repeated these two words several times, and a smile suddenly appeared on his wrinkled face: "Chang'an, it must be very beautiful, right?" he asked, and a certain color suddenly flashed in his dark eyes.

"Have you been to Chang'an?" Su Changan was a little strange, perhaps because the old man had an extremely kind attitude from beginning to end, and he thought that if a star died really wanted to do something to him with his cultivation, he would definitely have no power to fight back. At this time, Su Changan gradually relaxed.

"Yushan, it's okay, you can wait outside the tent. But at this time, the barbarian who was defeated by Su Changan rushed over, and just as he lifted the curtain on the tent, the old man waved his hand at him and motioned him to retreat.

The man who was called Yushan was slightly stunned, and finally because of the majesty of the old man, he finally retreated to the side very unwillingly.

"I haven't been to Chang'an. And the old man also said again after this little episode: "But I heard people talk about Chang'an a long time ago. ”

"Who?" Su Changan couldn't help but be a little curious, the two clans had been at war for many years, but they knew very little about each other, and there had always been Great Wei who didn't know about the royal court, and Xiban didn't know what Chang'an said. Of course, this kind of ignorance and ignorance refers to a detailed understanding, and as for such a name, presumably both sides should know it.

"About a hundred years ago. The old man seemed to have thought about it, and his old face showed an inexplicable look of reminiscence, and only after a while did he say: "A boy named Qin Yueming and a girl named Qiu Suyi told me. ”

"Qin Yueming?Qiu Suyi?" Su Changan frowned and thought about it, it seemed that there was no influence of these two people in his memory, after all, it had been more than a hundred years, if it weren't for the death of the stars, ordinary people would have withered in this long time. It's not surprising that I haven't heard of this name, Su Changan is just a little strange, this old man is obviously a barbarian, why is he familiar with the human race, and looking at the old man's expression, it looks like the two people in his mouth should have a good relationship.

"Hehe, I don't recognize it. The old man smiled, as if he had known this for a long time, and he said, "They also have another name, Tianquan and Tianxuan!"

Su Changan's face finally became shocked, he looked at the old man suspiciously, and asked, "Do you know the two uncles and ancestors of Tianquan and Tianxuan?"

The old man also sat up tremblingly at this time, turned to face Su Changan, and responded with a smile: "Recognize, naturally recognize!"

"At that time, although they had not yet become stars, they had been admitted to the gate of Tianlan Academy, and they were well-known cultivation geniuses. And I'm still a helpless barbarian kid wandering the border between the two races. ”

"I met them and they helped me a lot. ”

Speaking of this, the expression on the old man's face was a little dazed, but he quickly retracted it, and he glanced at Su Changan apologetically. As if he suddenly remembered something, he suddenly asked, "Do you know poetry?"

"Shifu?" Su Changan's face was embarrassed when he heard this, but he inexplicably remembered Chu Xifeng's teachings, and the ghost envoy nodded his head in a hurry.

The old man's face was overjoyed when he heard this, and a childlike smile suddenly appeared on his wrinkled face.

He stood up tremblingly, tossed in a bag beside him, and finally took out two extremely finely wrapped scrolls and handed them to Su Changan.

Su Changan took the scroll, a little unclear, but the old man's eyes should have asked him to open it.

Therefore, without much hesitation, he unfolded one of them.

It was extremely delicate handwriting, although Su Changan didn't understand the way of pen and ink, he could roughly guess that this method should be from a woman's hand.

"The spring water is new, the spring forest is in full bloom, and the spring breeze is ten miles, not as good as you. He gently followed the handwriting and read it out softly.

The old man asked this with an intoxicated face, he shook his head a little funny, and then said as if sighing: "Su Yi always told me that Chang'an in January was very beautiful. So, I once asked her how beautiful Chang'an was in January. ”

She told me that the spring water in Chang'an in January was born, the spring forest was in full bloom, and the spring breeze was ten miles, which was the most beautiful thing in the world. ”

"But I don't think so, I think she's supposed to be the most beautiful thing in the world. So I added a sentence at the end of this sentence that you are not as good as you, because the person who is more beautiful than the most beautiful thing in the world should be the most beautiful person. ”

"Yueming was also a nerd at that time, and when he heard our conversation, he said that this was an excellent couplet, and when they finished their experience and were leaving, Suyi wrote it on this scroll and handed it to me. said that when I came out of this couplet, when I could go to Chang'an to find them to play. ”

Su Changan was stunned, but he didn't want to have such a story in it, he couldn't help but ask, "What about later?"

Then they left, but I took that to heart. When I had nothing to do, I couldn't help but take out this Shanglian and meditate. But after all, the affairs of this barbarian race are different from those of your human race. I only know some handwriting, how can there be that ink, at that time the human race was eventful, and the barbarians also had three rebellions, and I lost this mind when I was displaced all day long. ”

"Later, I became a star, and finally I didn't have to run around every day, and one day I collected some remnants of some human poems and songs in the clan, and when I had nothing to do, I used them to ponder for a while. ”

Saying this, the old man pointed to another scroll in Su Changan's hand, and winked at him.

"The autumn pool is gradually rising, the autumn wood is yellowing, and the autumn is sorrowful for three thousand, but it is with you. ”

He read the handwriting on the scroll again.

"How, how?" asked the old man, too, with a look in his eyes that was very unbefitting of his age.

"The spring water is new, the spring forest is in full bloom, and the spring breeze is ten miles, not as good as you. ”

"The autumn pool is gradually rising, the autumn wood is yellowing, and the autumn is sorrowful for three thousand, but it is with you. ”

Su Changan was not in a hurry to answer the old man's question, he put the two upper and lower couplets on his lips and whispered them again, although he didn't understand poetry, he could feel something inexplicably.

When he looked up at the old man again, he smiled at him and said, "Very well. ”