"This... we are really not familiar with each other, we just met one or two times!"
Su Junbao said with a little amused and crying. Even he didn't expect to meet Ling Boyu here, and the other party came to talk to him. Su Junbao didn't know much about this proud daughter yet, but as long as it was not the opponent, it was a good thing!
While talking, the little guy patted his belly, obviously he was a little impatient, so Su Junbao and the others could only go back for the time being.
After returning, Su Junbao found some ancient books from the royal family's treasures, all of which were about some life records of Feng Xiyue, an ancient strong man. He became interested in this first person in history and wanted to know what kind of person he was.
In the eighty thousand years after her death, the glory of a person still shines for generations. Whenever he mentions it, countless people admire him.
Cultivation is one of them, and Su Junbao wants to know what kind of person she is.
"This record is really interesting. It says that when Feng Xiyue was building the road to martial arts, she could pass the fourteenth level, but she built four more levels behind her. But what exactly is it, no one at all
I know, because since ancient times, no one has surpassed her achievements, and no one knows what the steps she built behind her are like, she herself cannot reach them, so why do we need to build those four more levels?"
Hua Wanzi also came over to look at it, pointing to the records in an ancient book in his hand and said.
"This is not difficult to understand!"
Su Junbao raised his head from the page, thought for a while and said, "A person like her has actually no opponent. She may want to find a new opponent for herself, or hope that there will be someone who can surpass her in the future!"
"It makes sense, experts are always lonely!"
Hua Wanzi nodded and continued to read on the page. She was obviously attracted by the story of the first person in history. Yuenu tilted her head beside her and listened in confusion. She was here just for
Pass the time because she knew she couldn't help with anything during this time.
"The above also said that only those with six talents in the martial arts stairs can reach the fifth level, and those with seven sages can reach the seventh level at most. She can actually reach the fourteenth level. It's terrible to think about it.
Is this still a human? It’s not as strong as practicing martial arts in the womb, right? He is so perverted, he is ridiculously strong. By the way, do you really want to pass that eighth level?"
Hua Wanzi asked again, and Alaisha also looked over, her eyes full of concern because she was also reading a book, knowing that this martial arts staircase was not a general assessment test, and she could really die on the spot.
"It's possible!"
Su Junbao raised his head and looked into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Do your best!"
Seeing the worried expressions of the two, he added.
The first person in the ages, in the 80,000 years after her death, there was no one who could surpass her. A genius is generally arrogant and arrogant. Su Junbao is not very talented. If you don’t have any thoughts in your heart, that’s fake.
, but he also knows to do his best.
…!
At night, Yanzhi fell asleep deeply. She was always so able to eat and sleep, worry-free!
Su Junbao is now a semi-saint, and he is strong in spirit and does not need so much sleep. But he doesn't want to practice now. He walked to the balcony of the suite, sat down, and quietly looked at the night view on the river in the distance.
The bright moon hangs in the sky, and the fishing sparks shine on the river, making it a unique flavor!
The cold moon was cold and cold, Su Junbao sat in the moonlight, looking up at the white moon in the sky.
My father named him Mu Qingche, hoping that his life would be as blue as this clear sky, without much haze. Su Junbao has also liked to watch the moon alone in the clear night sky since he was a child, as long as there is a person hanging in the sky.
This full moon is here, at least he will not be lonely, so my father should think so.
Yuenu hasn't slept yet, and is still with him!
When he gave Yuenu the name, he actually hoped that someone would be with him forever, because no one knew how lonely he was in his true heart, and now, he has
I began to have my own life partner.
Hua Wanzi was raising her long legs aside, and she also liked such night scenes.
And at any time, there would be a woman standing quietly behind Su Junbao, and that was Alesha. She folded her arms around the door frame behind him, staring at his figure without flashing.
Su Junbao likes to watch the moon, but Alessa likes to watch him.
The moon may not necessarily know that Su Junbao is looking up at it, but Su Junbao knows that the woman behind him will definitely look at him.
She was born a slave, and from the beginning of her birth, she spent all her life in the coldness of the Northern Region and the darkness of life.
It was not until she met this person that she met the light and heat in her life!
The moon is his light, illuminating his path forward in the darkness, and only his back can make Alessa feel the same light.
Now they are just yearning for the light that illuminates the heart.
"Alaisha, come and sit down!"
Su Junbao, who looked up at the bright moon in the sky, suddenly turned around and said in a very calm tone.
“Yes…yes!”
Alaisha, who had always obeyed the rules, nodded quickly and walked over. She didn't know why the master suddenly called her, but she still obediently walked over.
Hua Wanzi glanced at her, moved a little bit away, and Alaisha sat down.
Su Junbao took out an ocarina from his arms, which was a musical instrument. Hua Wanzi looked at it and felt a little surprised. She never knew that this man could play music.
"You don't understand the rhythm?" she asked.
"I don't understand!" Su Junbao shook his head.
"Then what are you doing with it?" Hua Wanzi asked again.
Su Junbao smiled, did not answer, put the ocarina next to his mouth, and blew it up slowly.
Su Junbao is a rough man. He has spent his time practicing martial arts since he was a child and has not studied much in music. However, he knows how to play a song, the only song, because it was heard by the old man Qingxiao often play when he was young.
Su Junbao followed him and didn't understand the rhythm, but if you do one thing too much, you will always know a little. Moreover, Su Junbao is not a fool, he just doesn't have a special interest in this regard.
The melodious sound of flute spread. At this moment, Sui Hanyan, who was living in a restaurant, was not asleep yet. He was holding a piano score in his hand and was about to finish reading it. In this quiet night, she suddenly heard
A whistle sound came.
At first, Sui Hanyan didn't care. After the martial arts assessment, Shenxiao Palace was an assessment of various types of spiritual power cultivation, and music was one of them. There were many talented men and beautiful women who love music, and they were idle at night.
It's not surprising that there is nothing wrong with playing two songs.
But gradually, she was attracted by the artistic conception of the flute sound, and had to put down the piano score in her hand and listened with all her attention.