There are no years in the mountains.

After Sikong Tan ignored him for once, Hong Nanlan could sense the situation and didn't dare to ask again.

The only good thing is that she also knows a little bit about the situation in the Star Prison Tower, so she still has a little bit of luck when she sees that Xu Changsheng has not come out.

As for Xue Nan, that's even more assured.

The good things have never come out. This attitude is very old Xu.

There was no sunrise or sunset, only stars in the sky and butterflies flying throughout the valley. I don’t know how long it had been.

On this day, Xue Nan just finished carving a small object, gently blew away the wood chips on the surface, and put it back into his sleeve with satisfaction, when he heard a "bang".

He looked up and saw a thin young man who had changed into a green shirt standing in the open space in front of the tower, still carrying a long sword on his back, a vermilion wine gourd tied around his left waist, and an extra handle on his right waist...

Xiaodao, still smiling.

Xue Nan noticed something was different about him with just one glance.

But if you look closely, it doesn't seem to be there.

Then there is no such thing. The young man scratched his head, laughed and ran over.

As for Hong Nanlan, she glanced at him and then immediately looked up. But she seemed to have received a voice transmission, and her expression was astonished, as if she could not believe it.

As for Sikong Tan, the famous great deity in Da Rui, he said nothing during the whole process and spoke silently. It was unclear whether it was because of embarrassment or because he didn't want to pay attention.

Looking at the old friend he had seen for a long time, Xue Nan was about to speak, but was interrupted by Xu Changsheng's message: "Let's go first, go out and talk."

Xue Nan didn't understand, but he believed that Lao Xu was right.

So Xu Changsheng pressed the handle of the knife with his right hand and turned around, then smiled and cupped his hand towards Hong Nanlan, saying: "Miss Hong, fortunately you have lived up to your fate."

Hong Nanlan reacted immediately and opened his mouth several times, but he didn't know how to say thank you. Finally, he received another transmission, and quickly took out the previous token from the mustard object, handed it over, and said with a smile: "This trip,

Thank you to Fellow Daoist Xu, my previous behavior... was also very offending, so I should keep this thing as a souvenir."

Xu Changsheng took it dubiously, took one look at it, and then put it back as a mustard object. Then he cupped his hands and said, "This trip is over. I'll say goodbye. It's a long journey. I'll see you in the future."

Then, after recruiting Xue Nan, the two of them left the valley in a few flashes, at the moment they left.

The whole valley shook slightly, then turned into a mustard seed and disappeared.

…

Looking at the morning sun breaking through the clouds, and the surrounding frost killing all the grass. Xue Nan looked back at the disappeared valley, and wondered: "Old Xu, why do I feel like I'm in a dream?"

Xu Changsheng twitched the corner of his mouth and pressed the handle of the knife, "Actually, it's almost the same. Just think of it as a dream."

"By the way, what time is it now? There is no day or night in that valley. I don't know how long it has been." Xue Nan became more and more puzzled.

Xu Changsheng smiled, "Half a year has passed in the valley, and a month has passed outside."

"Is this... the Time Array? The flow rate is still six times?" Xue Nan asked in surprise.

Xu Changsheng nodded.

"My dear mother, if I had known better, I would have watched and learned one and a half moves, and it would have lasted me a lifetime. Old Xu, you are so damn unkind." Xue Nan regretted it endlessly.

Xu Changsheng tilted his head and glanced at him. The meaning was very obvious. Just you? You will die if you don't brag.

Xue Nan understood instantly, gave a cold "hum", crossed his arms and said proudly: "Old Xu, you have to be more diligent in your cultivation. Look, brother

I, who fish for three days and dry nets for five days, have also reached the stage of entering the Xuan Dynasty. Alas, I am actually in a difficult situation."

As he spoke, Xue Nan walked a few steps on the river beach, then turned to look at Xu Changsheng and said regretfully: "From now on, I can only hold the clouds while you walk. Old Xu, you have to know that I am also very

sad."

Xu Changsheng smiled, pressed the handle of the knife with his right hand, and said nothing.

Xue Nan swallowed suddenly. Somehow, he felt like Lao Xu had changed a lot... like there was a wild beast hidden inside his body?

Xue Nan shook his head vigorously, wondering if it was possible. How could this be possible? It must be his own misunderstanding.

Thinking about it, Xu Changsheng pressed the hilt of the knife and walked towards the north. With his back to Xue Nan, he waved, "Nan, let's go. If you don't go, you won't be able to leave Da Rui during the New Year."

Xue Nan raised his middle finger at his back, then pinched the magic formula with his hand and raised the clouds.

Xu Changsheng walked to the edge of Luoshui without stopping, and walked directly on the water. When Xue Nan reached the top of his head, he stepped on the water with one foot, and his body shot up. In the blink of an eye, he landed on the edge of Xue Nan.

She hugged his neck and laughed and said: "Nan, more than half a year has passed, and you still don't seem to have changed at all. This level of cultivation is like paper."

…

In the ruins of what was once a small world, now Nanfeng County, among the younger generation, except for Xu Changsheng who traveled alone.

There is another young man who has been "hiding" at home. He does not go out because he is not used to being pointed at. Besides, although the Li family is quite powerful in this town, that is only in the past.

Now it seems that the Li family is really not a big family in the newly built Nanfeng County, let alone blocking Youyou's mouth. Therefore, the former eldest son of Li Mansion in Nanfeng Town is now the young master of Nanfeng County.

Young Master, I really don’t have the face to go out.

On weekdays, he relies on his family for food and clothing, and this young master Li has no other expenses and spends all day at home getting drunk and reading books.

After thinking about it for more than half a year, he still couldn't figure out why he didn't have the talent for cultivation. Even the few younger brothers who used to wagging their tails behind him have now entered the immortal sect, and only he is still here.

Plowing one-third of an acre for food.

Thinking of this, Li Handong felt that his mouth was a little dry again and he should get some wine to moisten his throat.

"Xiaoya, Xiaoya!"

Li Handong slapped the table and shouted towards the door.

But no one paid attention, and the little girl who had been waiting outside the door sneaked away. Li Handong became even more angry. This little slave really rebelled against heaven.

Thinking of Li Handong putting down his books and standing up, the door opened from the outside.

The person who opened the door was not Xiaoya, but a handsome white-faced man. He was dressed in white, which made him look quite strange.

Li Handong took a few steps back, until he held on to the chair and stood still, stammering: "You, who are you...come...come to my house...what are you doing!"

As he said this, he felt a little unsure, but he still managed to hold on to his confidence.

The visitor spoke with a cold voice, "Li Handong?"

Li Handong hesitated for a moment but nodded, not daring to speak.

"Want to practice?" the former direct descendant of the Lingxu Mountain Patriarch Hall continued to ask.

Hearing this question that he had dreamed of asking, Li Handong hesitated. It was because he had waited too long. At the beginning, he was looking forward to the stars and the moon, hoping that someone would come up to him and ask him a question.

For this reason, he even put down his face and showed his face outside all day long. In this small town, he was like the woman looking for business.

Like, looking around, just hoping that someone will take a fancy to me.

But there was none, not one.

After walking around for more than ten days, the only thing I gained was baskets of gossip.

Later, after he lost face in front of the immortal who came to settle in the town, he gave up the idea completely and stayed at home all day.

Unexpectedly, it had been a long time since the incident, and someone else came to the door. But this person didn't look like a serious god.

"Mo Cultivator, do you know? It doesn't matter if you don't know. As long as you know that if you join my sect, you will be the one who will be beaten by everyone. Of course, if you have the ability, you can also kill others at will. It's all up to you."

Looking at this hesitant young man, Zheng Lianning walked all the way, and rarely had the thought to speak, so he explained.

Demon cultivator?

Why didn't Li Handong, who had listened to so many storytellers and read so many travel notes, not know? But after all, he still wanted to be that upright monk wearing white clothes and holding a sword to the end of the world.

But are there any options now?

Li Handong stood on tiptoes and looked outside the door. Whenever he had a question or couldn't make up his mind, he would habitually look for his father who had a bad temper.

"Hurry up and choose, I don't have that much time to spend here with you." Zheng Lianning said quietly.

Li Handong swallowed, but his mind kept spinning, as if he suddenly thought of something. I heard that Sun Qiao seemed to have been recruited by some Mo Yunfang sect, and there was a huge building ship on the day he left.

It's so grand to park in a small town.

What if he comes back and sees that he is still making a living in this small town? No! People may not be willing to look down at him at that time!

Li Handong clenched his fists and breathed heavily.

Zheng Lianning suddenly smiled and said: "Li Handong, do you know why everyone else in this town is so talented, even Liang Mi and Xu Changsheng are talented, but you are the only one who is not?"

Why?

Li Handong wants to know too! He reads books day and night, just to know why the younger generation in the town are so talented, but he is not the only one!

If you can’t cultivate the Tao, you can’t train your body!

Why on earth!

Suddenly, Li Handong raised his head and said calmly: "I will practice with you."

He paused for a while and then said: "The premise is that you have to help me kill someone... a monk."

Zheng Lianning smiled, not bad, not bad, he talked about the terms with his master before he even started.

However, is this considered a condition?

Isn't it just killing someone?

For no reason, Zheng Lianning thought again of the ant he had trampled to death just now, and felt relieved.

If you want to blame, blame that bastard of yours. If he and that Wu Weihu hadn't cut off his bright future, I wouldn't have fallen to this point.

I didn't dare to take revenge on Wu Weihu, and that bastard had disappeared without a trace, so I could only find some interest from her.

In short, the source of the matter lies with her. What if she had sold the sickle to herself from the beginning? Would things have become so complicated?

So...some people are just looking for death.

Zheng Lianning smiled and said, "Who do you want to kill?"

Looking at this "immortal" with a strange expression, his future master, Li Handong swallowed his saliva and said, "It's the head of the Zhao family who just moved to the small town."
Chapter completed!