The young man is also satisfied, his eyes are full of satisfaction, the opponent is very strong, and this confrontation is also a rare experience for him.

"He is a man of the Yan Dynasty, a practitioner of the true Fire Palace."

He took the umbrella that floated above, inserted the black sword into the handle of the umbrella again, and then once again covered the more than half of the umbrella surface to the clear youth above the sky, and looked forward to confirmation, looking at the legendary Mr. Zhao Si said.

No wonder his umbrella is very large, only the umbrella surface is very large, in order to appear that the umbrella handle is not too large.

Qing Xiu young man, Mr. Zhao Si, the current master of the sword stove, walked step by step from the body of the thin and tall practitioner, along the path, toward the direction of the Wei River in the distance.

"It must be Yan Dongfu, and when I saw him, I knew it was almost him."The fiery trick just now has been like a point, and it should have gotten some true truth from Cao Yangming in the real fire palace."

Mr. Zhao Si looked at him and said, "Long Ling is really a piece of fat now, and everyone wants to share a piece."

Zhao Zhi looked back, behind the long mausoleum in the wind and rain has only a fringe outline, even those huge corner buildings can not see, but he is always worried that the heavy rain curtain, suddenly will rush out of countless chariots, suddenly run out of a few powerful practitioners to cut his sword.

“Does it look like fat?It's not like fat."So he could not help mumbling when he saw the danger, and he still felt that the little street before, the little iron shop was good.If he had a choice, he felt that he would not have to enter this flat and straight city in his life, which was full of countless dangers.

Mr. Zhao Si did not care for his mutter, and said softly: "Chu, Yan, Qi, which one is not a tiger to look at Changling."But in the long flat, I have already seen clearly, these people are no different.They all want to eat meat from each other's mouths, and if they don't steal evenly, they will fight.Weaker like we are now, and if we really work with them, we'll just be eaten."

The young man suddenly turned his head and looked at him strangely: "You seem to be a little wrong, only to see the merchant lady once, how to talk like her soft, soft and soft."

“Yes?”

Mr. Zhao Si was a little stunned, in retrospect, it seems that his speech speed is indeed slower than usual, and when he speaks of these, there is no usual fire.

"I learned something from her."

After a little, he said with some exclamation, "You now understand why the master did not let you stay in the sword furnace before, let you follow me on the road to see more."

Zhao Zhi also seriously shook his head: "I am more stupid, you can learn, I don't necessarily learn to see."

“Practice is like touching a stone across the river in the night, and the longer you live, the more important it is to feel and see.”Mr. Zhao Si's temperament seems to be really peaceful, and he asked without the slightest fire: "You said that Jindongfu just came to the fifth place, why did you die here?"

Zhao Zhi thought without thinking and said, "Because I met us, and we never had the habit of keeping our hands."

“Because there is no vision or insight.”

Mr. Zhao Si laughed mockingly and said, “He did not see, followed us, he died.”The dynasties and the various sects, in addition to the real time to invade the city and destroy the dynasties, otherwise there is not much communication at ordinary times, and we and the practitioners of the Qin Dynasty are much stronger than the practitioners of the Yan, Chu, and Qi dynasties in this regard. After all, so many years of struggle, even the country has destroyed three, and what kind of means have seen a little bit."

Zhao straight nodded thoughtfully.

"You probably don't understand why Master only preaches you a trick."Mr. Zhao Yi looked at him and then said.

Zhao shook his head.

Mr. Zhao Si looked up at the front, took a deep breath, and said: "The master is a real teacher who will teach according to talent, he knows that you are stupid, let you only practice this trick, the practice inside the unaccountable customs will be less."You follow me because you will only take that trick, the means of coping are always too monotonous, you see more people, see more different means, you remember in your heart, you will encounter similar, it is better to deal with some.

Hearing that he was stupid, Zhao Zhi was not angry, but his eyes were full of strong feelings and thoughts.

A big river in front of me, turbid waves, clumps of the shore, rolling up a thousand piles of snow.

We have arrived at the river.

“Let’s go!”

Zhao Zhi first jumped on a bamboo raft tied to the long grass on the shore, although he shouted at Mr. Zhao Si, who looked back at Changling at this time, but he did not immediately start the raft, but took out two wine pots, drank one of the wine pots first, and then poured the other pot into the guangjiang water.

“Brother Zhao, I salute you!”

Only then did his eyes cry.

梐梆梆 . .

The raft runs down in the stormy waves.

Zhao Zhi did not hold the umbrella, holding the bamboo pole in his hand, beating on the bamboo pole with one hand, and singing.

The song is rough, it is a slang phrase in a small place, and it cannot be heard, but the beat of the tapping is heavy and firm, like beating iron.

...

The night grew deeper, and the door of the blue wine was pushed open, revealing a dim fire.

Ding Ning put away his umbrella, brought the door, and then put it in a wooden pin.

Changsun Shaoxue sat behind a table, looked at him with no expression, and there was an oil lamp on the table, fried noodles according to a bowl of already cold eels, and next to it there was a saucer with two lotus eggs.

Ding Ning's face has an abnormal red halo, after closing the door, his breathing is also heavy for several points, but looking at the light of the lamp waiting for his eldest grandson shallow snow, his mouth involuntarily raised slightly, showing a smile.

He said nothing more, just sat on the opposite side of Changsun's shallow snow, pulled the pot of cold fried noodles, buckled the two poking eggs on it, and then began to eat a silent sulking head.

“Is it really so good?”

Seeing Ding Ning sitting down with some micro-long belly, the eyes of Changsun Shaoxue were colder, "Clearly have eaten, and ate so much, all practitioners are very attentive to the entrance of things, drinking water and want to drink flowers, eat only to eat grass and wood fruits containing the spirit of heaven and earth, you are so cold after you were injured, overeating, really no problem?" 」

"In vain, it will be washed naturally on the eight realms..."

Ding Ning chewed half a holster, vaguely, and said with some pride, "And who in the world can eat the eggs and noodles you make."

The eldest son looked at him coldly, "Noodles and bunted eggs are bought from other shops."

“...” Ding Ning suddenly suffered a bitter face and could not speak.

The look of Changsun Guangxue was serious, looking at him: "When I arrived at the eighth level, I would naturally wash my body, repair the conditioning in front, pay attention to diet, which is really laborious... This is also what the person said?"

Ding Ning bets on the remaining noodles, drumming the smugs dotted: "The eighth realm, if you want to directly call the vitality of heaven and earth in a large number of ways, the practitioner is himself a key to open the heavens and the earth, and it must be pure and incomparable."

Changsun Shaoxue was somewhat shocked and tightened his eyebrows: "But all the classics are not recorded, and only a clean diet can make the body clean and live forever in the eighth place?"

Ding Ning looked at her and shook her head seriously: "Few people can reach the eighth realm, so most of the classics are just speculating that those who can really achieve the existence, at most will teach some of the disciples who understand and teach themselves, how can they spend their efforts to make people believe the mistakes mentioned in those books."

“Or for all the sects, let the practitioners of other sects take more detours and make more mistakes.”Ding Ning rubbed his stomach and added another word.

The eldest son thought about the meaning of these words and was silent for a moment.

Ding Ning stood up, as usual, before the practice, went into the backyard, first rinsed with hot water, and changed into clean clothes.

But tonight he did not go straight back to the bedroom, but lit an oil lamp and went into a winery next to him.

The faint light of fire illuminated one wall by the window.

There are many flowers on this wall, and it looks like someone is bored, so it is okay to draw a flower with a pen.It seems to have been painted for many years, and many flowers have covered the entire wall.

However, Ding Ning knew that this was not an ordinary painting wall.

He smeared one of the flowers with a charcoal, and then seriously painted two of them.

Because there are too many people and things to remember, he is afraid that he will miss one of them, so there is such a wall.

However, the silence looked at this wall, especially at the two flowers on the new painting, he knew that he could do nothing now, only wait.

(It's very hard, please collect, recommend it.)