Stubborn Swordsman

Accepting Li Haoran's gift, as soon as Yan Mufei's spiritual sense entered, he saw a world, and his sight was just the tip of the iceberg.The magic weapon of the cave is a territory pieced together with supreme spiritual power after shattering the void, and only real earth immortal monks can forge the cave, but the area is only small for a moment.

The magic weapon given by the young man was a weight that he could not measure in words, but the middle-aged man did not act too outrageously, but kept it in his bag, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "Even if you have some conscience, you should at least remember out of my character."

Li Haoran shook his head and sighed: "In this world, there are not many people who can be called relatives. Father-in-law must be the first among them, and he will never forget it."

The young man's words are always so heavy, as if he is carrying a lot on his body, the words he speaks have a special flavor.I remember what he once said, Li Haoran came from the mortal world, in a land of mortals, even though the young man has all eyes and hands, he can't stop the will of God from parting. It must not be easy to come this way.

There are very few words between men, but from one side, you can also hear the sadness that only belongs to men. Suddenly, the middle-aged man's heart softened a little, and he really recognized the son-in-law, saying in a good voice: "Since you are back, why don't you talk more?" Rest for a few days, come here and see each other again, I don't know what year it is."

Li Haoran nodded, he really meant it.Wandering above the outer star world, thinking of the woman in the sky, who will return to her hometown today, but there are only one or two people who can meet each other, most of them withered.

Things are people and nothing is done, and tears shed first.

Although it wasn't enough to shed tears, it was enough to make the young man feel a sense of kindness in his heart, feel at ease, and show his heart.

The old man packed up his things and put away his fishing gear, but there was not a single fish, and some of the process, the result has already been doomed by others.

Zeng said that the way of heaven has long been relieved by fate. Together with the monks, mortals should stand, and the life of a hundred years is over, and what is waiting is death. Only by going against the sky can you get out of the world and see the more Higher and wider mountains and rivers.

Returning to Shenfeng, the three of them were careful not to attract too much attention, only because Yanhuang'er's return was bound to cause action, although the young man could level the world with one hand, but he would not swing his sword at it.

The real strong will only wield their swords at stronger people. They have learned to grow during the journey against them, and after seeing blood and tears, they have done what they are doing now and have a never-ending heart.

He also heard the news of Yan Mufei, and many people came to hear the news, but they were in vain and did not see the deity.

What's a little funny is that Yan Murong actually went missing and ran away with Zhen Shuirou, and now Shenfeng is still guessing whether the old lord is going to do something again.

These gossips are nothing more than conjectures, but the reality is that Yan Murong was suppressed by the little phoenix, and he didn't dare to look back, for fear that he would be arrested, and his "cultivation" method would be completely beaten on him, and he might not be able to bear it. Don't worry, so let's take a step first, and let's solve the mess by ourselves!

She was originally an unrestrained heart, but was forced into a position by Yan Mufei, she had long wanted to lose her high position and run away, and go enjoy herself!

The sky is high enough for birds to fly, as the honor of all birds, the arrogance of the phoenix cannot be changed overnight, the so-called resolute heart, Yan Murong is dedicated to the sky, and he has soared ninety thousand miles so far.

It is very comfortable to return to daily chores without distractions.

The green water flows eastward in the mountains and fields, and the laughter of teenagers and girls ends in the setting sun. Ordinary time always flows silently. Once the long river of time starts, it cannot be stopped. After all, there will be gatherings and dispersals, and each will go his own way. day.

After half a month of time travel, I came to the bank of the lake and river again. I saw the microwave swaying, and there was silence on the side.

On the way home, the time of laughter is always fast, and the long river under the upstream also returns to nature.There is no trace of lingering surround sound, it is quiet and peaceful, and the planning for more than ten days will finally come to an end.

There are tens of thousands of words, but he is bored in his heart and can't speak. If he talks too much, he will worry more. He also cares about the well-being of his children. The future is sunny, and the middle-aged man will be satisfied.

He said very carelessly: "Let's go! Let's go quickly, you two don't stay here to show your affection, it makes me annoyed!"

Although it was not very pleasant to hear, the young man still felt the man's intentions. Everything that was worrying about gains and losses was like flowing water that gathered and scattered. It could be seen, but it was somewhat elusive, which made people helpless.

"Well, okay. After leaving this time, I don't know where to go when I come back. I hope my father-in-law will take care of himself and not worry."

The young man said this, but Yan Mufei felt a little uncomfortable when he heard it. He said that he was like an old man who was like a candle in the wind. He had to be taken care of by others. His body was not so weak. No need for others to look after.

It's just hurting people's hearts, always so ruthless, coming and going, when will it stop?The young man who went north and south, who knows the next time we will see each other, he will have to be alone?

Regardless of whether it is a man or a woman, Yan Mufei is unwilling to give up, saying that Li Haoran is his child, who has this title but is not qualified.The man's ambition is everywhere, but he is tired and tired. When will he stop and rest, saying that others are at peace, but he does not know when he will be able to stop with the heavy burden on his back.

On the edge of the creek, the flowing water is uninterrupted. Once it rushes, the water flow will not stop unless the source is eliminated.It's just that no one can tell where the source of water is. The young man's road seems to be a road of no return. His figure walks on the dark road, and only those few bright lights illuminate his heart. Leaning on the sword facing the sky, I don't know where the return date is?

Xiao Fenghuang didn't cry when he left, but his eyes were just, with a feeling of reluctance.Yan Murong also came back, he had been away for many days, so he had to come back for this farewell.

It is said that parting is for a better reunion, but the next reunion may be a world apart, and there is no way to see you again.

"Take care of yourself!"

The young man clasped his fists and said goodbye to several people. The middle-aged man nodded to himself and murmured: "Best trip."

When I looked back, the two figures disappeared, leaving only a trace of breath, and a small square tower in my hand, only to reveal that the boy waited here, it was not a dream, but there was still some emptiness in my heart, as if everything had gone too suddenly , Let this energetic man instantly look old, turn around and leave slowly, the wind and rain in the world, one more nostalgia.

In the Yanhuang mortal world, it is still the same. With the afterglow of the setting sun, people of all ages are walking on the way home. After a day of hard work, returning home has a special feeling, and a heavy heart is also relaxed.

Looking at the countless pedestrians in the streets and alleys, but there is still no abyss familiar to young people, and I can't recognize it.The ancient Tang, ancient Qin, etc., have long been covered in the dust of history.

And the tomb that the young man had set up with his own hands also turned into a no-man's land, and he came to a familiar yet unfamiliar scene. Looking at the lonely tomb, I felt a little loneliness when the wind blew past the white temples of the young man.

Some softness with a hint of sweetness came from behind Li Haoran, Yan Huang'er threw herself on Li Haoran's shoulder, without saying a word, invisibly, the young man felt a bit of gentleness.

She smiled and said: "Life and death are parting. It is human nature. What's more, when they leave, they feel at ease. Life is impermanent all the way. Being able to relax and have no worries about the world can be regarded as a rich and colorful life. I am not lonely, but I just can't hear it." When it comes to their words, we can only miss them."

Paying respects to the three tombs, the young man picked up a glass of wine, poured it on the ground, and said clearly: "However, I hope my father and mother will have a good life! And Xinran, the journey of life is not limited to the trivial things in front of you. In front of you and behind you, there are people who are worthy of attention, don't ignore them, this is the most beautiful scene in your life."

After finishing speaking, the young man smiled, feeling relieved, and when he turned to leave, he didn't realize that there was a wild flower growing beside the weeds, which was very eye-catching.

Dugu Yunrou sat in the courtyard, in the dead of night, the water was flooded with moonlight, two figures came in, straight beside the little girl, the man who had been waiting for a long time improved, looked at the three people not far away, sighed softly, but Not much to worry about.

The children and grandchildren only have blessings, and they don't need him, an old guy, to care about them. It's just that after parting today, regardless of the date of return, what year will it be when we see each other in the future?Seeing the three of them go away, Dugu Wuwu also returned to the back mountain. No one except Yunrou could enter his forbidden area. He sat down beside Mengya, pointed to a bright star in the sky, and said in a low voice: " Look, that's our daughter, grown up."

This trip back to my hometown came quickly and left quickly.Except for people who are acquainted with each other, the others are all fruitless people.If you stay for a moment longer, you will be more concerned about it. It is no different for the young man, but he is reluctant to part with the two girls.

If they are allowed to stay in Yanhuang, the young man can agree, but neither of the two women agree. There are many trivial matters in the sky, and there are many people who lose their way in the sea of ​​stars, so the young man should not be troubled any more.

Arriving above the Yanhuang stars, I was a little surprised to find a strange figure sitting high above the galaxy, as if waiting for something.

When the young man appeared in front of him, he opened his eyes and asked slowly, "Li Haoran?"

"Senior is..."

It was only when he got close that he could see the figure of this person clearly. He was definitely an old man. He didn't have much reflection on it, but his facial features looked a bit like an old friend.

This person covered up his aura with Taoism, and outsiders could only see a cloud of mist, and could not peep into his true face. He was an expert.Let's say that he was covered up by Taoism for a moment, and his power was captured by the young man. He was an immortal emperor, an old-fashioned immortal emperor.

"You don't know me. But I have heard many rumors about you. The most common one is from my father. He once said that there is an apprentice who has become a teacher. He is proud of his whole life and has the unpredictable situation in his hands. A single word can shake the size of the star field."

After the old man said this, Li Haoran finally understood that there are only three people who can be called "Master".

And this person couldn't help but let Li Haoran recognize him at once, that is the foundation of Yanhuang Realm, the person who really brought Yanhuang this name, Xuan Yanhuang, the son of Xuan Dongliu.

"According to seniority, I should call you uncle."

The old man smiled slightly, which made Li Haoran a little unnatural. It was really unsatisfactory to be called like this by an old man who was an immortal emperor, but he accidentally discovered the ornaments on his body. The young man said calmly: "Nantianmen, Nantiangen. The way, I will open it myself! I am a person of the same way, so why talk about you and me, just a fellow Taoist!"