Not bad, I can see the potential merit of this person's knowledge on the world today.

The deceased was like a husband who never gave up day and night.

Two old men reunited after a long absence, chatting about the biggest things in the world.

The two young people met like old friends on the other side of Qingshi Cliff and talked about trivial matters.

The young Confucian scholar sitting there taking a nap was none other than Liu Xianyang, who was brought to Posu Island by Chen Dui from the Lizhu Cave of Aquarius Continent.

After learning that the young Taoist priest named Zhang Shanfeng was a close friend who traveled with Chen Pingan, Liu Xianyang was very happy and asked Zhang Shanfeng about the mountains and rivers along the way.

Liu Xianyang knew some inside stories about Aquarius Continent, Da Li Iron Cavalry and Li Zhu Cave Sky, but not much. He could only get it from the Shanshui Di newspaper and look for clues bit by bit. Liu Xianyang was studying abroad and had no one to rely on. He had to

Save money and spend money, because in the Yingyin Chen family, all the books, no matter how rare and expensive, can be read by students for free, but the Shanshui Di newspaper has to spend money. Fortunately, Liu Xianyang met several Chens here.

The descendants of the family and the Confucian scholars in the academy are now friends, and through them we can learn about the affairs of other continents and the world.

Compared to the tall, sunny and cheerful boy in the small town back then.

Today, Liu Xianyang has become more and more calm and restrained. He studies diligently, is rigorous in his studies, and never relaxes in his quiet practice. This is more and more in line with the Confucian family tradition and landscape of the Chen family.

On the other hand, the boy from Mu Ping Alley who was always silent when it came to outsiders, Liu Xianyang's best friend, was pursuing his own freedom of mind, asking for and getting everything.

Zhang Shanfeng poured beans into a bamboo tube and said that Chen Ping'an's products were good.

For this young Taoist priest from Paidi Peak, even if he knew that he had actually missed the Great Heavenly Master from Longhu Mountain, he might feel a little regretful, but not necessarily sad. More likely, he would feel that the master was stupid.

, Zhang Shanfeng dared to get involved in the Great Celestial Master whose surname was outside the Tianshi Mansion? He didn't dare to think about it anyway. Even if he knew about the inexplicable miss, Zhang Shanfeng would not be too disturbed.

This may also be the valuable thing that Zhang Shanfeng is least aware of.

He always feels that his master's teachings are not very advanced, and he doesn't even realize it.

But when Zhang Shanfeng talked about the two separations with Chen Pingan, he felt really sad.

Zhang Shanfeng took off an ancient sword on his back and handed it to Liu Xianyang, who he had just met and was a friend with. He said with a bright smile: "This is the sword that Chen Pingan bought in Qingfufang. The name of the sword is 'Zhenwu'."

I also owed money for the Bingjia Pill that could produce a pair of nectar armor before. I owe Chen Pingan better. But now my master helped me to beg for two bottles of water pills from my old friend at Mirage Ze.

In the future, whenever there is an opportunity, I can give it to Chen Ping'an and treat it as repayment of interest."

Liu Xianyang slowly pulled out the sword from its sheath. There were slight cracks and rust.

He flicked the sword with his finger, trembled slightly, nodded, and said, "It's very heavy."

Zhang Shanfeng asked doubtfully: "This sword is not heavy, is it?"

Liu Xianyang squinted his eyes and stared at the subtle ripples on the blade of the sword. He could see the mystery contained in it. This had nothing to do with Liu Xianyang's level. In fact, Liu Xianyang was in many absurd ancient times in his dreams.

At the battlefield site, I have seen countless good swords, many of which can be pulled out, and many of which cannot be carried alive or dead. Even if it is a broken sword, Liu Xianyang still cannot lift it with his own hands, but Liu Xianyang is used to memorizing the ancient seal swords of those swords one by one.

The name, the style of the scabbard, the lines of the sword's airflow, and the careful feeling of the difference in sword intent of each sword. What is even more mysterious and mysterious is that he is a "foreigner" who can ignore the passage of time in his dreams. Many times,

He was still able to act like an "ancient man from the past" when he drew his sword, destroying all Liu Xianyang's spiritual thoughts on the spot, forcing him to withdraw from the dream, sweating profusely. What was even worse, Liu Xianyang would vomit blood on the spot, and in the following days

Within a few seconds, you will feel dizzy.

So for the sword.

Liu Xianyang has long been an expert in this way.

Let’s not talk about the realm of cultivation, just that the vision is high and the breadth of vision is perhaps even higher than that of many sword immortals from Luzhou, Beiju.

Liu Xianyang gently sheathed the sword.

This sword.

He had never seen it with his own eyes in his dream.

But that feeling seemed to have been clearly felt at the largest ancient battlefield site. Being in it would make Liu Xianyang stagger, and he only felt that the world had become a little heavier.

As for whether this sword is the same one, it's hard to say. Maybe it was a clever imitation, which gave it a bit of "sword intent".

Zhang Shanfeng put the Zhenwu Ancient Sword on his back again and turned around, only to find that the tall young man seemed very sad.

Zhang Shanfeng was a little confused. Why was Liu Xianyang more sad than happy when he heard that his best friend from his hometown, despite being so successful, was still a good person who had not changed his original intention?

Liu Xianyang clenched his hands on his knees, looked into the distance, and said softly: "You and Chen Ping'an met later than me, so you may not know that that guy's greatest hope in this life is to be safe, that's all.

He is the least timid, and is most afraid of illness and disaster. But at the beginning, he was the person who was least afraid of ghosts in the world. Do you think it’s strange? At that time, he seemed to feel that he had worked hard to live anyway.

If you still have to die, you have a clear conscience, and if you die anyway, you might be able to meet people again somewhere else."

Liu Xianyang murmured: "So the Chen Ping'an you know has become so cautious. He must have found a reason why he must not die. What do you think is wrong with this change? I think it's good too, but

I know that this life will be very tiring for him. When we met, no one except me knew how much he had done and how much he had paid for his mother-in-law who was kind to a family in Mud Bottle Lane.

How many grievances I have endured.”

Liu Xianyang smiled, "I have only seen him cry twice in my life. The last time was when I was about to die. The first time was very early, when I was an apprentice in the dragon kiln with him. Listen,

There were some rumors coming from Xinghua Lane, accusing the woman in Mud Ping Lane of having an unexplained relationship with him. I got up in the middle of the night and didn't see him. When I went out, I saw him holding a bar.

The bench was sitting outside the door, with tears streaming down his face."

"I squatted next to him. After knowing what happened, I have always been cautious. I have never been careless about the little gossips in the market. At first, I took it as amusement, so I asked him with a smile.

, is this a good thing? He was crying so much that he had no energy at all, so he ignored me. So I knew that at that time, he was really heartbroken. That's why I didn't continue to make fun of him. I

He didn't know how to comfort people, so he had to stay with him. In the end, he figured it out on his own. He told me that the kindness of Gu Can and his family will be repaid in a lifetime. If he does anything for their mother and father in the future, he

You must be more attentive, you can't let people gossip, you can't just care about how you feel in your heart, and do everything without caring about it. In the end, the worst people will be Gu Can and his mother."

Liu Xianyang fell back to the ground, resting his head on his hands, and said: "Actually, I really wanted to tell him at that time, is it possible that Gu Can's mother actually doesn't mind the gossip at all, it's you, Chen Ping'an, who is hiding alone

Are you thinking too much here? But in the end, I didn’t say this kind of thing, because I didn’t want to let go. I didn’t want to let the current Chen Pingan change in any way. I was afraid that if I said it, Chen Pingan would wake up.

Liu Xianyang was no longer so kind to me. These were my selfish motives at the time, because I knew at that time that if he was not so kind to Gu Can today, he would naturally be less nice to me, Liu Xianyang, tomorrow. But when I leave

Zhou has come here, after so many years, so I regret it now. I shouldn’t let Chen Pingan always be that Chen Pingan. He should think more about himself. Why should he live for others all his life? Why? Just because of Chen Pingan.

Ping An is Chen Ping An?"

In the dusk, the breeze blows on the stone cliffs by the river.

There should still be a bright moon in the sky tonight.

Zhang Shanfeng was silent for a long time and asked in a low voice: "When will you go back to your hometown?"

Liu Xianyang lay there and closed his eyes, "Try to do it sooner, at least ten years."

Zhang Shanfeng said with emotion: "It is necessary to go back earlier. Books say that wealth does not return to its hometown, just like walking in brocade at night. It is actually very difficult for us cultivators. We don't know the cold and heat on the mountain. It seems that in a few blinks of an eye, we can return to our hometown again.

What is left? Who can you show off to? Even if the family is still there and there are descendants, what more can you say?"

Liu Xianyang said: "I have no feelings for my hometown. I don't go back to prove anything to anyone. So when I return to Aquarius Continent, the first place I want to go to is not that town. The first person I want to see is not that town."

Not Chen Pingan."

Zhang Shanfeng turned around and asked, "Is there any knot in your heart?"

Liu Xianyang still closed his eyes and said with a smile: "The only solution to a dead knot is death."

Liu Xianyang opened his eyes and sat up suddenly, "When we get to Aquarius Island, pick a Mid-Autumn Festival reunion night, and I, Liu Xianyang, will dream of asking the sword Zhengyang Mountain!"

Zhang Shanfeng asked softly: "Don't wait for Chen Ping'an to come with you?"

Liu Xianyang crossed his chest with his hands and laughed: "Don't forget, I, Liu Xianyang, have always taken care of Chen Ping'an!"

But Liu Xianyang didn't forget it either.

In fact, from the first day they met, it was Chen Pingan who saved Liu Xianyang in that Mud Bottle Lane.

Zhang Shanfeng didn't think Liu Xianyang was talking nonsense.

Because Chen Pingan always talked about it back then, there was a guy named Liu Xianyang who took care of him a lot and taught him a lot.

Except for the two best friends, Chen Pingan did not mention a word about their meeting and parting when they were young.

Liu Xianyang suddenly turned his head and looked northeast.

My heart is moved.

Liu Xianyang suddenly said: "I have to take a nap."

Zhang Shanfeng was a little helpless, he was quite similar to his master.

far away.

Dressed in a Confucian shirt and a Taoist robe, the two old men sighed at the same time.

Especially Huo Long Zhenren is even more sentimental.

Because the old friend who visited Paidi Peak before traveling to Daoxuan Mountain was the first Beiju Luzhou Sword Immortal to die in the south of the Sword Qi Great Wall.

Now that Beiju Luzhou has learned the news, there is such a movement.

This is an ancient tradition passed down from generation to generation in Beiju Luzhou.

Raise the island to sacrifice the sword.

The sword energy soared to the sky.

Everyone knows it.
To be continued...