Han Ting Xiugu [Cultivation]

Wanhe Villa should have been overjoyed today—if the keel hadn't been stolen.Rong Tingfang originally thought that without the keel to show off, today's meeting would not be held again.The people who came here had a clear purpose, some of them really wanted to watch the bird and cockfight, and they all came here for Rong Tingfang.Unexpectedly, Bai Shiwei didn't let what happened last night affect his original schedule at all.

Old fox, nothing depends on how you explain it when the time comes.

Bai Shiwei got up early, and there will be many Immortal Alliances today.He stood at the meeting place, watching the lights and festoons, as usual.Someone had a frowning face and asked him in a low voice: "Patriarch, the things have not been recovered now, what are you taking—"

"Many things." Bai Shiwei's eyes were not wrong, "The old man intended to hold a banquet today. If you say that, don't you belittle the Taoist friends of the immortal family who came to celebrate. Let me ask you." He looked around and found nothing The figure of Bai Zihe said, "You can tell Zihe about the competition."

The servant said: "I mentioned it." But he was a little confused, "The young master said that he never remembered the appointment, did he make a mistake?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember." Bai Shiwei was thoughtful, and only tilted his head to order, "Call him, and then fetch the painting from my room."

"Yes."

Fu Huairen waited for a long time before Rong Tingfang packed up and went out.He glanced at Rong Tingfang - the fat chicken on his shoulders, and felt that it should move by itself.Since seeing Rong Tingfang, this bird has been either hugged or carried. Although he knows that it can fly and fight, he still feels a little uneasy.Could it be that he is too lazy, too fat to fly.

The two of them were about to go to the venue, but bumped into a person rushing towards them.

The long sword was behind him, his eyes were clear and straight, and he was covered in morning dew. It wasn't Fu Huairen who had been waiting for a long time.

Yan Buxiao looked up and saw them, and said happily, "Huairen."

Fu Huairen was also very happy, he still kept his 'unclear' in his mouth, he felt something twisting around his legs, and looked down.

——A person stuck out from behind Yan Buxiao's legs.

Why the back of the leg.

Because this person is still young.

About two or three years old.

The dark eyes, with icy muscles and bones, gathered all the spiritual energy in the world.

Grabbing Yan Buxiao's leg.

—is a child.

Rong Tingfang glanced at it, and immediately turned around and whispered to Fat Chicken: "I didn't expect Yan Daochang to move so fast that he even had a child."

Fu Huairen: "..."

He calmly took the gossip of the people behind him as fart, and only asked Yan Buxiao: "Who is this kid?"

Yan Buxiao wanted to pat the child's head, but told him to hide, and did not force it.Said: "I don't know either."

This child—he picked it up.

Yan Buxiao practiced the sword all night, and when Dongfang Dabaifang remembered that Wanhe Villa still had something to do, he hurried back with the sword.Thousands of cranes chirping together, red silk and satin colors, Yan Buxiao followed the trend and landed lightly on the roof.He is not alone on the roof.There was also a doll sitting on it.His short legs were dangling outside the tiles, for some reason the servants below couldn't see him.

However, Yan Buxiao hadn't thought about how a two or three-year-old child would be on the roof, but his first thought was that it would be dangerous to let him wander there alone, so he naturally picked him up and turned him down, then asked: " Kid, where is your father?"

Yan Bi just looked at the baby that fell from the sky.Red lips and white teeth, deep eyes, a short cloak over his body, short boots on his feet, and some red beads on the braids tied in his hair.Looks very well-behaved.

Then the well-behaved child said indifferently: "Presumptuous, let go."

Yan Buxiao: "..."

Sorry, he seems to have misunderstood cuteness.

Yan Buxiao put down the child according to his words, but did not back away because of his indifference. He knelt down and asked him: "Why are you alone? It was very dangerous just now. Where is your lord? He brought you here? How did you get up? I'll help you!" Looking for someone? What's your name?"

The child looked at him expressionlessly, and after a while, moved his gaze to the sword behind Yan Buxiao.He didn't answer a question, but only said: "Do you practice sword?"

Yan Buxiao paused: "That's right. Do you like swords?" He began to think about whether it would be effective to coax the baby with a sword.

But the other party simply said: "Famen's sword is a good sword. You talk a lot, but it's not a good material for sword practice."

Yan Buxiao: "..." There is indeed no way to practice swords, but since he was born, he has consciously held a sword. Although he has not yet formed an alchemy, he has entered the Tao with his body and holds a sword in his heart. No one has ever said that he is not a good candidate.And the other party turned out to be a child.

Although you shouldn't care about a child, when it comes to swords, there is no distinction between tall, short, fat, thin, old, male, female, or young.Yan Buxiao said seriously: "Although I am not number one in the world, there is no sword master who can fight me."

The child smiled suddenly, he has not yet grown up, but he can already see his future demeanor.

"Ordinary man," he said, "disturbed and talkative."

"..." Yan Buxiao blinked, and suddenly felt a little heavy under his palm.What he touched was not a child's head, but a towering mountain. "Then in your opinion, how can a person who cultivates a sword realize the supreme sword intent?" He had already realized last night that the way of the sword is the will of the world.

The child shook his head, stretched out his short hand, and touched Yan Buxiao's chest. "Here. The sword is you, and you are the sword."

"..."

"Shut up!" Fu Huairen listened for a long time, then raised his hand to interrupt Yan Buxiao's chatter about Wu Jian.

He was speechless.

"Don't tell me, I've been looking for you for a long time in the morning, and you were discussing swords with a young child?"

Yan Buxiao defended: "What he said is very reasonable! How can you call it Wetie?"

Fu Huairen looked at him: "..."

Rong Tingfang hugged the fat chicken and looked at him: "..."

Yan Buxiao opened his mouth, looked away from the child's short figure, and said euphemistically, "It should be said that you are smart and early wisdom."

"..." Fu Huairen sighed, and gave up communicating with his friend who only had swords in his heart.He tapped his forehead, looked at the child's calm expression, and thought, "The world is full of swords and swords, and I think there is only one sect. It's just that they never knew that they were so mad, even so The little ones have been taught to have an elm head with ice cubes."

Yan Buxiao said, "Who are you talking about?"

"Who else can it be?" Rong Tingfang smirked, and his eyes met the child's for real. "It's just the ice lumps in Jianmen."

Outside the continent, Little Penglai and the Demon Realm face each other across the Weishui River, facing each other.In the continent, there are countless sects of swordsmanship and alchemy, big and small, and it is a holy place in the continent, the dream of seekers.It's just that although Jianmen ranks first in Taoism cultivation in the continent, it is far away in Mount Taihua. By sacrificing the sword, the human world won the final victory.

Why, such a cold sect is willing to go to this mortal covenant, and raise such a small child?

Rong Tingfang's eyes moved, maybe they also heard that the Penglai Golden Light Summit is unguarded now, so they also wanted to covet this piece of meat?

Thanks to Yu Qiuyuan's use of Penglai as a shield, he blocked so much right and wrong for Dazhou.There is no gentleman in front of interests.

Fu Huairen's guess, Yan Buxiao also thought about it, but he couldn't connect Jianmen with the child.Compared with Rong Tingfang, Yan Buxiao knows a little about swordsmanship.He also wanted to enter the sword school back then, but he was rejected. Now Xianyun Yehe is learning the swordsmanship without a teacher, and he is doing well with a master who never shows up.

He looked down at the child hesitantly.The other party is upright and self-reliant, more like an adult than he is.

"..." Are all the children in Jianmen so perverted now?

Fat Chicken secretly whispered in Rong Tingfang's ear: "He is not an ordinary kid."

Rong Tingfang also secretly said: "I see."

"Oh?" Fat Chicken asked in surprise, "Do you believe it?"

Rong Tingfang said: "You are not an ordinary chicken."

Fat Chicken: "..."

Fu Huairen sighed.Yan Buxiao is soft-hearted. From this point of view, if this child is really from Jianmen, he is really right.Two Buddhas were sent earlier, and now another one is sent.Is he an asylum here?Fu Huairen said helplessly: "You can bring the child casually, what if others can't find it?"

Yan Buxiao said 'ah': "But he is there alone, it looks very pitiful."

No, not pitiful at all.Take a look at him.Where is the word pitiful written on him.He just taught you a lesson.

Fu Huairen sighed deeply again, and if he continued to sigh, his life would be shorter.

The child glanced at Fu Huairen, and suddenly said: "Why are you not dead yet?"

Fu Huairen choked in his throat.Yan Buxiao's pupils trembled slightly, and his expression immediately became serious. "Unbelievable orpiment."

Ok?

The child was a little puzzled: "He—"

Before he finished speaking, he called a hand to cover his mouth.

His heart skipped a beat.

No one has ever been able to sneak attack like this, even Xiaoyaozi has never been able to.Who is this man?Danyang turned his head to look, but there was a bright and beautiful face looking at him with a half-smile. "Children, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. You will be beaten."

Before Danyang could say a word, his body lightened, and he was already flying in mid-air.Startled, he subconsciously grabbed a handful of hair.When he came back to his senses, he realized that he just caught a bird on the man's shoulder with force.The bird was colorful and had dark eyes.Staring at him in bewilderment - the hand that was pulling its fur.

Danyang: "..." He let go of his hand.

Then touched silently.

very slippery.

very soft.

Very delicate.

Better than Xiaoyaozi's beard.

Fat Chicken: "..." It has been reduced to the point where even children can take advantage of it, right?

With a chicken in his left hand and a baby in his right hand, Rong Tingfang said to Fu Huairen, "You can talk whatever you want, I'll go to the meeting place first. Leave this kid to me. If he really brought him from Jianmen, I'm sure I'll find him People will also go to the venue. There are always people running to tell each other.”

Danyang was held by Rong Tingfang—in fact, he couldn't resist even if he wanted to.This person is different from that person just now, and he is not an easy person to deal with.He blinked, still holding the fat chicken's two tails in his hands. "You know him."

Rong Tingfang said: "It's okay."

Danyang said: "I also know that sword practicer."

"Forget it."

"Then why didn't you say he was going to die?" Danyang didn't quite understand.Xiaoyaozi said that everyone in the world has a heart, but not all hearts are swords.He could see that the person surnamed Yan didn't have swords in his heart, so although he was good at swordsmanship, he couldn't practice swordsmanship to the best.But since the heart is not full of swords, then there are people.Could it be possible for people to lie?

Rong Tingfang murmured, "Sometimes, the truth hurts more than a lie."

Danyang calmly said: "Whether it hurts or not, it's the truth. You're deceiving yourself and others."

Rong Tingfang laughed and said, "You know what. When you get older, you'll think it's good to deceive people. You can also deceive people." In order to achieve one's own goals, a person may have to say hundreds of thousands of things in his life. lie.At least people in this world are like this.

"I do not know."

"You can."

"will not."

Rong Tingfang asked back: "Why not?"

Dan Yang frowned: "If you lie to him or not, he will die. What's the use of being sad? Since it's useless, it's better to ask him to accept this fact." All the skins in the world will turn into bones, and finally annihilate into dust .What is the difference between a person and a stone, a grass, or a tree in Taihua Mountain?The next year the grass grows again, it is still a grass.Life and death are just a cycle.Because of such indecision, the swords they swung were not pure enough.

...the words are very reasonable.But why did Rong Tingfang argue with a brat here.Originally, he didn't block Danyang's truth in order not to hurt people's hearts.

"Because weak people will always find a lot of reasons for themselves." Rong Tingfang said bluntly, "So they always find some reasons to keep themselves from being sad. But if you are strong enough, no one in the world can help you He, you don’t have to be afraid that the truth will hurt your heart anymore.”

"Understood?"

Danyang was thoughtful: "Oh?" Because of being weak?

Rong Tingfang took advantage of the situation and said: "So only when you become the most powerful person, there will be no difference between true and false in the world in your eyes."

Fat Chicken: "..." It felt a little hard to listen, "He is still young, don't you feel guilty when you tell him these things?" Even such a young child can use false reasoning, Rong Tingfang is shameless .

Rong Tingfang was not guilty: "What I said is the truth. Isn't it?"

Indeed.Only the weak have many troubles in this world. If Fu Huairen is strong enough, he will not face the choice of life and death.If Yan Buxiao is strong enough, he doesn't have to worry about Fu Huairen.Although the saying that the strong are invincible is superficial, it is the most practical truth.

Danyang suddenly said: "For example you?"

Rong Tingfang was caught off guard by the question, and quickly realized: "That's right." This kid does have eyesight.

Danyang looked at Fat Chicken again: "For example him?"

what?

This time Rong Tingfang frowned: "Not bad?"

Danyang nodded: "Yes, I understand."

understand what?

Rong Tingfang himself didn't understand what the child understood.Jianmen is the real evil door, and the big evil door teaches the small evil door.Of course, Rong Tingfang who thinks this way will never think that he has a hand in teaching crooked children.

The meeting place between the talks is also coming.

The leader is Bai Shiwei, and the left hand is Su Xuanji.The rest are lined up on both sides.Rong Tingfang's sharp eyes saw Li Jiang in it.He couldn't help admiring him in his heart, he made this person escape several times, he deserved to be the most focused talent in his demon world.Little did they know that Rong Tingfang slipped fast, and Li Jiang was not slow either.Only Xiao Sheng was stopped because of his relationship with Bai Zihe, and he didn't know where he went right now.Li Jiang was extremely depressed, he didn't want to see Rong Tingfang again, and when he saw him, he was chased by others, it was a disaster.

Naturally, you can't compare to a bird with a child.It happened that the child in his hand was too eye-catching, and not long after, someone called 'Yang Yang' like a sword light falling in front of Rong Tingfang, almost cutting the ground in half, looking eagerly at Danyang. "Yangyang, Master went to buy candied haws for you, and we agreed to wait on the roof, why did you run away?"

After saying a word, he turned to look at the person holding the child.

Looking at it this way, the tiger's body shook.

"Who is this?" Xiaoyaozi's eyes became hot, and he instantly remembered the three hundred rounds of the scene in the storybook. "Could it be your own father!"

Rong Tingfang: "..."

He took a silent step back.

This is the head of Jianmen?so young?Is he out of his mind?Doesn't he know that this child is not a person?

The fat chicken nodded silently.It seems that it is not working.

The author has something to say: tell a joke: a dragon and a bird laugh and a sword is not a person.