Yan Se was trembling with anger, but before he had time to react, he heard another supplementary message from the side of the cliff.
"Oh, I was wrong. Li Qingshan and you still dare to cry twice. Only children who can cry will get milk. Your problem now is that you don't know whether to stick to the left breast or the right breast."
Yan Se was stunned by these words, and his anger was sublimated into a state of dumbfounding. He said angrily: "The words are so vulgar."
The second senior brother turned around, looked at him calmly and said: "Shit, yellow urine, etc. are the same. As long as what you say makes sense, why bother with the words."
Yan Se shook his head repeatedly, looking at the other person who looked solemn and upright, not like a member of the market at all, he sighed and said: "Jun Mo, Jun Mo, how do you want the world to see you? I really don't understand how proud and stupid you are.
How come people have survived for so many years?"
The second senior brother smiled slightly, stood on the edge of the cliff with his hands behind his back, watching the clouds roll up, and said: "I rarely go down the mountain, and I will not offend those people who I can't afford to offend, and those who can afford to offend me.
Several people don’t dare to go up the mountain to mess with me, so I can naturally live a good life. As for you, you will never be in the ranks that I can’t mess with. Apart from living in vain for several decades than me, what do you have in terms of ability, realm, and seniority?
Better than me? So in front of you, what does it matter how proud I am?"
"Don't you know how to respect the elderly and the virtuous?" Yan Se rolled his sleeves angrily.
"If you deserve respect if you live longer, then when I was just born as a baby, wouldn't I have to kowtow when I see someone? There is indeed some truth in respecting the virtuous, but how can you, Yan Se, praise the virtuous?
?”
The second senior brother turned around and looked at the old face of the Talisman Master, with a bit of contempt and a bit of hatred that iron cannot be made into steel, and said coldly: "If you weren't stupid enough to enter the Book of Pure Yang with the oath of pure Yang, why are you still here now?
Staying in the state of knowing your destiny, and still unable to take that step?"
The content of this sentence, especially the tone of the second senior brother's pity and regret as an elder, directly touched the pain point of Master Yan Se. He danced his sleeves wildly and shouted loudly: "I haven't taken that step, how can you do it?"
I can cross it!"
The second senior brother looked up at the sky and said with a sneer: "You are old and frail, and your time has been wasted in a few years. But I am not the same. In recent years, I have often felt something in my heart. I know that if I find an opportunity, I will definitely be able to take that step.
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Yan Se was startled for a moment, suddenly thought of something, and said with ill intentions, "It is said that Liu Bai's first step in the Southern Jin Dynasty has stepped on the turbulent waves of the Yellow River, but I don't know if the soles of your feet have ever touched the clouds?"
When he heard the words "Liu Bai from the Southern Jin Dynasty", the expression of the second senior brother changed slightly. There was no hint of vigilance or resentment in his eyes. Instead, he was excited and said: "I am a genius for the rest of my life, and I have entered the master's sect. If I can't get Liu Bai first."
If you take that step, wouldn't you die of shame?"
Yan Se was stunned and speechless after hearing this answer. He thought that even Liu Bai, who was recognized as the strongest person in the world, could not destroy this man's pride and self-confidence. There was really nothing he could do. After a moment of silence, he tentatively asked: "Ye Su
……how?"
The second senior brother frowned slightly, with a look of disgust on his face, as if he was saying that it was ridiculous for you to compare me to that kind of loser.
Yan Se took a breath of air and thought, you actually don't even care about walking around the world in Guanli?
Then he continued to ask: "What do you think of the chances of the other two?"
The second senior brother looked at the Talisman Master's face and felt that the questions he asked were getting more and more stupid. He didn't bother to answer any more and said directly: "Without further ado, do you want to have a successor, or do you want a Talisman at the south gate?"
division."
Master Yan Se asked in confusion: "What's the difference?"
The second senior brother remained silent and allowed him to think by himself.
Yan Se suddenly understood the hidden meaning of his words, and without hesitation, he said categorically: "Of course I want them all!"
The second senior brother tilted his head and looked at him quietly. After looking at him for a long time, he said, "You really take it for granted."
Yan Se frowned and said, "What does it mean to take it for granted?"
The second senior brother shook his head and said with emotion: "You take it for granted, it means that your idea is too beautiful."
Yan Se was speechless.
The second senior brother looked at him and said: "I have already taken a step back. If you insist on taking two steps forward, then we might as well fall off this cliff together. Then we will see whether you survive or I survive. If I survive, then
The matter is over. If I die, you can do whatever you want. I think this proposal is more concise and powerful. What do you think?"
Yan Se said angrily: "I am a member of Fu Dao. If you don't let me prepare to fall down, I will naturally turn into a ball of meat pie. When the time comes, you can open the mountain ban to save my life... You can also say such evil ideas
come out."
"Why did you hesitate for such a long time for such a simple choice?" The second senior brother waved his hand and said: "In my opinion, of course it is more important to have a successor, otherwise the day you die and die, you will be in bed.
Wouldn't it be a pity to have no one to see you off, and all your Talisman skills will turn into rotting mud and dust like your body? As for Haotian South Gate, as long as the Tang Dynasty survives, as long as those old magic sticks in Xiling still want to preach in the Tang Dynasty
, it will naturally last for thousands of generations, where is the missing Talisman Master?"
He looked at Yan Se and continued: "I can make the decision for the academy on this matter. After Ning Que enters the second floor, as long as you don't force him to enter the Haotian Dao Sect, I can learn those ghost talismans from you when I have nothing to do."
Yan Se said angrily: "How come the magical talisman turned into a ghostly talisman in your mouth! Jun Mo, don't bully others too much. It would be fine if Master said so. You are just an academy student. Where did you come from..."
Before he finished speaking, the second senior brother glared and waved his hand to stop him, saying: "Do you want me or don't you want to say something quickly? If I hadn't thought that you would be the first to discover Ning Que's potential, I would give you some face, and you would really treat me as a recruiter of my academy."
How many Talisman Masters are there?”
In the end, any argument or quarrel relies not on words, but on boxing skills. Such a simple sentence reflects the academy's unparalleled confidence. Yan Se suddenly turned into an autumn leaf, slumped and lost its color.
After struggling for a long time or a short period of time, Yan Se finally made a difficult decision. He looked at the white clouds below the cliff and the Xiongcheng of Chang'an in the distance, and sighed silently in his heart: "Junior brother, I'm sorry.
you."
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In a certain room in the academy, Prince Li Peiyan of the Tang Dynasty was still continuing to educate someone. However, no matter how he taught and induced him with the great interests of the country and the righteous people, Ning Que, who stood in front of him, was always only willing to answer one sentence.
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Ning Que looked at Li Peiyan, the smile on his face was sincere, and his answer was sincere: "I am an academy student, and I listen to the academy."
The smile on Li Peiyan's face gradually faded, she looked at him coldly and said calmly: "Very good."
Ning Que didn't seem to notice the big man's emotional changes, and responded politely with a slight bow: "Your Highness, you are so complimentary."
Li Peiyan pushed out the door angrily, thinking what would Prince Longqing do if Ning Que was really allowed to enter the second floor? If the emperor knew the news, would he blame himself for not doing things well? How should the court explain to Xiling?
?
Thinking about these questions, the expression on his face was naturally not very good. He glanced coldly at the officials beside him, and asked with the last hope: "How will the academy respond? I believe they will not have such a beneficial thing for all parties."
Any other ideas?"
The official responded with a wry smile: "Your Highness, the notice has been posted. The academy has confirmed that Ning Que entered the second floor... I went to ask the reason before, and Professor Huang He said that this was the second floor's own decision, and they said no.
You need to tell us the reason."
Li Peiyan was startled for a moment, and then became furious. However, although he was the prince of the Tang Dynasty, he had no influence on the academy with a special status, especially the second floor of the back mountain. No matter how angry and scolded he was, he was just exposing himself.
In a short time, almost in an instant, he turned all his anger on Ning Que in the room.
At some point, Eunuch Lin came to him and reminded him with good intentions: "Your Highness, in fact, according to my opinion, your Majesty is not really concerned about how Xiling is treated. As for Ning Que, you might as well ignore him.
For the best."
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After confirming that His Highness the Prince and the court officials had left the academy, Ning Que walked out of the room and walked around the corridor along the garden, when he suddenly saw a chubby figure standing under the willow tree.
Ning Que walked forward, bowed his head to the ground very seriously, and said, "Thank you very much."
Chen Pipi said seriously: "Since you are thanking me, you have to be more practical."
After Ning Que thought for a while, he said: "I'll invite you to my house for dinner in a few days. I'll ask Sangsang to make hot and sour noodle soup for you. I'll tell you that her cooking skills are no worse than those at Dongcheng stalls. I usually don't tell you this secret."
other people."
Chen Pipi didn't answer this, looked at him and suddenly said: "After today, we are senior brothers."
Ning Que looked at his round face. Although he was a little reluctant, he had to bow down again after sighing and said: "Senior brother."
Chen Pipi smiled brightly, holding up his hands but not stopping him at all. She looked at his head and said proudly: "Junior brother, there is no need to be polite."
Ning Que raised his head, and the two looked at each other and smiled.
After a whole year of meeting old acquaintances, a good-for-nothing who couldn't practice finally became a member of the second floor of the academy. Both Ning Que himself and Chen Pipi, who watched this miracle happen bit by bit, were filled with excitement.
It gave rise to infinite emotion and sadness.
Chen Pipi said with emotion: "The teacher once said that there is a species of cicada in the arid land of the far west. It hides in the mud for twenty-three years. When the snow-capped mountains melt and floods come, it wakes up. It takes a bath in the mud and airs its wings in the cold wind.
, vibrating and flying through the void."
Ning Que smiled and shook his head and said, "Why are you and I talking like this? Do you want me to flatter you again?"
Chen Pipi said: "This description is not an exaggeration. A good-for-nothing loser suddenly jumped into the clouds. What's even more shocking is that you actually have the potential of a Talisman Master, and even alerted Haotian's South Gate.
Master Yanse."
In fact, until this moment, Ning Que didn't know what was going on. He had never met Master Yan Se. He only knew from other people's accounts that he was a great Talisman Master and the senior brother of the National Master. But why did it happen?
Fancy yourself?
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Arriving in a familiar environment, next to a familiar wetland, Ning Que saw the thin figure he was most familiar with.
He walked up, looked at the tiredness on Sangsang's face, looked at the grass clippings and leaves in her yellowish hair, reached out and carefully picked them off, and said gently: "You have worked hard for waiting for so long."
Sangsang looked up at him and said seriously: "Young Master is the one who really works hard."
After experiencing a whole night of mental and physical suffering, and being hit by the ecstasy of final success, Ning Que passed out directly on the top of the mountain. Even though he took a short rest, he still felt that the thoughts in his head were a little confused.
Although Sangsang didn't tell him, last night she was alone and hiding under the black umbrella like a wounded animal, avoiding the hurricane that came out of nowhere and ravaged the sword forest. She was also extremely tired, panicked and weak.
The master and the servant supported each other and walked slowly and arduously to the front terrace along the wetland in the morning light.
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The front yard of the academy was much quieter and clearer than last night. The officials and envoys had already dispersed, but most of the academy students stayed behind. They gathered under the notice and looked up at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure whom they had deliberately forgotten.
Half a year later, today, the name was forced back into their eyes in such a brutal way, leaving them speechless in shock.
After knowing the final result of the second-floor exam, the students still did not leave. In their subconscious, perhaps they wanted to see Ning Que walk in front of them to prove that all this was not an illusion, but this subconsciousness was a bit...
Too masochistic.
The morning light was no longer dim, and together with the spring breeze, it gently illuminated the academy at the foot of the mountain. Two figures, one large and one small, slowly walked out from the back of the academy, and everyone looked over subconsciously.
After crawling around on the mountain road all night, Ning Que's college spring clothes were torn in many holes. Coupled with the traces of mud and stains on the cakes, he looked extremely embarrassed. Sang Sang was walking beside him.
She wasn't much better, her body was covered in dirt, and there were a lot of grass clippings on her hair and shoulders. She looked dirtier and older than the big black umbrella she was carrying behind her.
However, I don't know why, in the eyes of the students in the academy, the master and servant walking slowly were enveloped in the spring morning light, looking very clean and bright, as if they themselves had become a part of the spring morning light.
This is what is called scenery.
Ning Que walked up to his classmates in various courtyards, took out the handkerchief from his arms, shook it twice in the air to shake off the pastry crumbs, and then handed it to Chu Youxian with a smile, who looked tired but had a burning radiance in his eyes.
After that mid-term exam, most of the half-year college time was not too bad for Ning Que, but there were not too many good things. Apart from Jiu and Caodian Jianlin, they were just friends who insisted on being friendly to him.
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There is no doubt that Ning Que's best quality is to hold grudges, but what he deserves to remember must be the real hatred that needs blood to be washed away, rather than the rumors that cannot shake his emotions at all. Correspondingly, he also
If he can remember his kindness, whether it is Chao Xiaoshu Chen Pipi or the two people in front of him, they are people he will never forget.
Ning Que looked at Situ Yilan, who was standing in the morning light in an arrow suit, and said with a smile: "I rarely let my friends down."