Listening to the Phoenix

"Master, I have met the player you mentioned." After Qing Lan said this, the sound transmission symbol in his hand was taken away by the white pigeon transformed from his aura.He looked at the shivering young man in front of him with complicated eyes, who was about to cry without tears, and sighed helplessly, not knowing how to express the emotions in his heart.

After apprenticeship, he asked his master to take him back to have a look at the sect, but he came across the blue planet called Earth by chance, and was shocked when he saw the former master on a computer. , the same family, the whole rivers and lakes, and the entire Tang Dynasty are just the shock of a game, and there is a trace of fate being played in the palm of the hand, and the anger of the warm or sad or tragic or resentful experience is contained in a few words, no less than It directly destroyed the earth-shaking, unbelievable, powerless absurdity of the world he had always thought.But ten thousand years of meditation has already smoothed out the previous grievances, and in my own heart, only a moment of resentment has turned into peace.

That's all...it's just a boy, why should he do it?

The lingering unwillingness in his heart finally faded after seeing the panic of the young man, and his mood rose to a higher level. Qing Lan stretched out his hand and stroked the young man's head, "Don't be afraid, I won't do anything to you."

Ye Changliu: ... Hehe, do you think I will believe you?

Qing Lan looked calm, "However, you should follow me to the Jiange." Seeing the boy's cat eyes widen immediately, Qing Lan couldn't help but think of the cat with fried hair.He continued in a calm tone: "Although the initial realm is stable now, when it is stable, there will be more ideas. The seven clans and three clans have been on their heads for more than ten thousand years, and recently the Shangshen ruins have emerged one after another. At this time, a completely different cultivation method of you appears, do you think they will think that you have obtained the inheritance of the gods, and they will arrest you and torture you?"

Ye Changliu... had nothing to say, but he still glared at Qinglan, thinking this was a threat, right?This is a threat!

"As far as I know, there are quite a few people who have traveled through the 21st century, but none of them have their own game system like you." Qing Lan said.

Ye Changliu interrupted him hastily, with an urgent tone: "What did you say! How do you know?!"

Qinglan took out the Chen Yu, tapped on it a few times, and then tapped on it again, and a light screen came out.Qing Lan walked up to Ye Changliu with a blank expression on his face, and tapped a line of writing on the light screen with his fingertips. When the light screen was switched, line after line of beautiful handwriting appeared on it.

[Time travel novels are popular in the 21st century, which are divided into various genres.For example, the author cheated the book and ended up in the book, the reader inexplicably passed through the book after death, wore it alone, wore it with gold fingers, and wore it with a portable space. In the previous life, he was a big man in the previous life and became a person in the 21st century. After death, you can go back to the original world and so on... There is another category, that is, you die after an accident such as an electric shock while fighting the sword three, and wear it with the sword three system. 】

Ye Changliu was dumbfounded.

Qinglan Qinglie's voice came from beside him, explaining to him: "I once found something wrong with a disciple of Jiange. I went to her and asked her, and she wrote this to me." Speaking of this, he looked weird for a moment, "Then she went to the 'Message Center' and wrote the script."

Ye Changliu: ...

"Let me ask, is that a man or a woman?"

Qing Lan said: "Naturally it's a woman."

"..."

Qing Lan's eyes were a little strange: "She also asked me what the owner of the Tibetan Sword Villa looks like, and asked me to draw a picture. Do you know why?"

"..." Seeing that he wasn't surprised at all, Ye Changliu still asked him this question seriously, feeling strange in his heart, "You..."

Thinking about it, he said: "Ye Ying, the master of Hidden Sword Villa, nicknamed Zhuang Hua, is known as the number one beauty in Jiansan."

Qing Lan: "..."

Qinglan didn't know how to describe his feeling at all.

Although Master Ye Ying's appearance is indeed very beautiful, and his demeanor is almost unmatched, shouldn't his swordsmanship be more noteworthy?

Ye Changliu said with a sincere tone and sincere eyes: "These days, there are a lot of Yangou..."

Qinglan was silent.I'm sorry, he really can't understand... His eyes moved suddenly, and Qing Lan asked, "Did you use the sword technique of Hidden Sword Villa in front of people?"

"Yes……"

"Close your eyes." Qinglan's voice was cold and majestic, and Ye Changliu closed his eyes decisively within less than a second of thinking.

How can a person not bow his head under the eaves!And this person is still pretty good to him so far, and he has no intention of killing him.

In less than three breaths, the sound of Qinglan's footsteps came, and Ye Changliu realized that he had left his side.

Pulling Ye Changliu's hand and stepping away from the blood, Qing Lan's voice was unhurried, stopping Ye Changliu's desire to open his eyes: "If you have never seen a dead person, I advise you not to open your eyes."

With just one sentence, Ye Changliu walked along Qing Lan.

Although he wanted to run straight away, but he couldn't use it for a thousand miles. This sword cultivator DPS...he silently looked at the long string of numbers on the other side, and fell silent.

Arriving at Jiange's residence, Qing Lan dragged Ye Changliu who had opened his eyes expressionlessly, and there was a sword repairman standing in the hall.

As soon as Shangjun saw Qinglan, he came over, "Sword—" He looked at Ye Changliu and didn't know what to say.

Qing Lan let go of Ye Changliu and walked forward a dozen steps. He was tall and sitting on the chair, he had already turned into a young man.His sword eyebrows were drawn into the temples, and his facial features were sharp. No matter how handsome he was, he was so fierce and stern that people were intimidated, and no one dared to look directly at his face.

Ye Changliu was dumbfounded.

The other party's name changed from Ying Liu Lan to Qing Lan...

In the past two months, no matter how ignorant and ignorant he is, he knows that there is only one person named Qing Lan in this initial world!

The fourth generation sword master of Chaoshan Jiange——Qinglan Sword Lord!

After him, there is no one named Qing Lan.

After all, no teacher or parent is stupid enough to name their child the same name as that sword lord.

Qing Lan said, "What's the matter?"

Seeing that his sword lord had no intention of avoiding the young man, the superior said respectfully: "Dao lord asked his disciples to ask the sword lord, can you still participate in the Dao discussion meeting?"

Qing Lan shook his head, "No way." He said, "If you want to compare swords, it's better to compare with Qing Shi. It's a pity that Qing Shi's... mental state is hindered, so it's not suitable for a fight."

"The disciple will leave." Shangjun saluted.

Qinglan waited for him to leave and motioned Ye Changliu to sit down, "Let's talk."

Ye Changliu gritted his teeth, "Say what?"

Qing Lan said: "Talk about your system."

Ye Changliu: "..."

Qing Lan said: "If you don't tell me, I'll go find someone. It's okay to peel it off and study it slowly."

Ye Changliu was horrified.

"Don't worry, according to Master, it can be done completely without hurting you."

"What do you want to know?" Ye Changliu compromised.

Qing Lan said: "You look like a cat."

Ye Changliu: "I'm not Mingjiao's meow!"

Qing Lan was puzzled.Then he thought of a question, "Why did you say... the sheep bleat?"

Ye Changliu: "Ji San Middle School, the ones in Chunyang Palace are called sheep baa baa, the ones in Tiance House are huskies, and the ones in Mingjiao are called meow..." He paused for a moment, his expression somewhat unnatural.

Qing Lan: "Sheep..."

"Do you want to join my Jiange sect?"

Ye Changliu hesitated, "May I ask you a question first?"

"Ask." Because he was only a boy in his teens, Qinglan was very tolerant towards him.

Children... why bother?

"Why did your name show Ying Liulan just now, and you called yourself Xie Xilan, and now your name has changed to Qinglan again..."

Qinglan said calmly: "Xie Xilan is my name in Chunyang, and Ying Liulan is my name in this life, but when I was forming an alchemy, my master gave me the Taoist name Qinglan. Since then, I have been named Qinglan .”

"If I enter the Jiange sect..."

"That came from the same time travel as you, how about worshiping her as a teacher?"

Ye Changliu gritted his teeth, "Can you?"

Qing Lan was slightly surprised, "Why?"

Ye Changliu was silent for a while, and said, "Only you are the green name..."

Qing Lan: "..."

Because it was unbelievable that he learned the computer by himself and went to check Jiansan, he knew what the green name meant...

"How old are you?"

"High school student."

"You're still a child..." Qing Lan said helplessly, "It's nothing to accept you as an apprentice, but you must know that you will have to work very hard to become my apprentice."

What's more, this child just let his unwillingness go away, he is green and owes him a cause and effect.

He will protect the child.

"...Is it hard to live alone?"

"What do you mean?" Qing Lan frowned, "You are... an orphan?"

Ye Changliu nodded, "I'm not afraid of being tired, but I want to live."

"Then what is your heart?"

Ye Changliu recalled the novels he had read before, and asked hesitantly, "Longevity?"

"It's very extensive." Qing Lan said, "Forget it, let's talk about it when Master comes. Think about it again, what are you practicing for?"

Looking at the young man sitting quietly with his eyes closed, Ye Changliu thought about that question.

——What are you cultivating for?

When he was young, he wanted to become stronger and fight back those who bullied him; when he was in school, he wanted to have a complete family, and he didn't want to see those strange eyes; when he was in junior high school and high school, he wanted to...

He is addicted to games and doesn't want to contact the real society.

live very tired...

Take down the sound transmission note, listen to the sound and let your eyes fluctuate.

"You decide."

The white dove rubbed against his icy white and cool fingers, and flew back.

This is the opportunity for Qing Lan to break through the unwillingness to complain hidden in the deepest part of his heart.

But Lingyinzui obviously didn't expect that just a lot of words from the young man talking to himself would dissipate Qinglan's unwillingness that could not be erased even after ten thousand years of hard work.

Not reconciled to being controlled by game companies, not reconciled to being an NPC made up of a bunch of data, not reconciled to...the countless people who died in the Anshi Rebellion, but there is nothing to do.

Powerless.

This is Xie Xilan's unwillingness, but if he doesn't get rid of it, he will definitely become Qinglan's demon in the future.

The white pigeons dispersed, Qinglan thought.

"Do you know who I am?" he asked.

Ye Changliu: "Uh... the four generations of sword masters of the Chaoshan Jiange? The only sword master of the Jiange? Qing Lan sword master? One of the longings of sword repairers?"

"No." Qinglan denied, his voice was calm, "I'm just Qinglan."

"That is to say, you are just Qinglan, those titles are... just foreign things after all?"

Qinglan is noncommittal.He said: "Qing Shi and I have always been on equal footing. If I accept you as an apprentice this time, he will also accept him in the future. At that time, his apprentice will be your opponent in this life."

"Do you dare to meet with the sword in your hand?"

Ye Changliu's eyes were determined, "Naturally!"

"After returning to the Jiange, I will accept you as an apprentice." Qing Lan said, "In the evening, follow me to meet you, your master."

"You have a master?"

Qing Lan could tell what he was thinking at a glance, "Master is not from Chunyang Palace, and he... is not from this world either."

Ye Chang salivated: "You mean, he can go to any world at will?"

Qing Lan said with satisfaction: "Of course."

Ye Changliu: "..."

The author has something to say:

The world only knows about young people, but not about young people

Ye Changliu... It should be said that both of his parents died, and his mentality was slightly distorted in the real world, and he was addicted to another world. It can be said to be an alternative self-protection...