The leisurely pastoral life of Xiao Shannong

Granny Jinhua was already a master of earth-level strength as early as 50 years ago. She was proficient in deducing the secrets, knowing the past, and predicting the future.

After the war, Grandmother Jinhua, who was still sister Jinhua at the time, lived here in seclusion and opened up a paradise. In 50 years, she changed from sister Jinhua to Granny Jinhua.

Zhengyangzi opened his mouth and said: "Your Peach Blossom Formation uses the Eight Diagrams Formation. According to the armor, it is divided into Xiu, Sheng, Injury, Du, Jing, Death, Surprise, and Open Eight Gates. There are countless changes. You can be a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals. Thousand Faces Killing Formation is formed by the refraction of sunlight, and those who enter the formation cannot tell the truth from reality, and feel that they are being attacked from all directions, and the way to crack it needs to find the door of life."

Zhang Zian and the others were confused when they heard it, but Granny Jinhua showed a smile on her face and nodded, but the smile involved scars, which was extremely terrifying.

"You are the second person who can crack my Peach Blossom Formation." Golden Flower Granny said softly, she didn't expect someone to crack it so soon, she didn't know whether she was happy or worried, or mixed.

The Peach Blossom Formation and Wind Bamboo Forest are both outstanding works of Granny Jinhua. Jade-rank warriors will never be able to get out of them. It took Granny Jinhua nearly ten years to set up the two formations.

Zhengyangzi paused in his heart, he didn't need Grandma Jinhua to tell who No.1 was, she already knew it.

Apart from his master, Zhengyangzi couldn't think of anyone else who could climb up to Penglai Immortal Island and decipher such a complicated formation that contained killing intent.

Granny Jinhua answered by herself: "That man calls himself Han Xuzi, and he comes from outside the island. His deduction ability is even beyond my expectations, so I'm ashamed to say it."

Granny Jinhua seemed to be remembering the past, with a look of reminiscence on her face.

Zhang Zian became more and more curious about Han Xuzi, the legend was too strong.

Zhengyangzi said: "Hanxuzi is the teacher."

"So that's how it is, that's how it is." Granny Jinhua said it twice, suddenly becoming agitated, and looked at Zhengyangzi with fiery eyes.

Zhang Zian felt very sad in his heart, this old guy must have taken a fancy to Zheng Yangzi.

Suddenly, Zhang Zian noticed Granny Jinhua's gaze, which seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and Zhang Zian really wanted to slap himself hard.

Granny Jinhua looked at Zhengyangzi and said: "At that time, Hanxuzi easily deciphered my two formations, so he found me and negotiated a condition with me."

Thinking of the scene at that time, Grandma Jinhua can still remember it vividly. Suddenly, a middle-aged Taoist priest who was dressed very similarly to Zhengyangzi and had a Taoist robe full of patches easily broke through the two killing formations that she was proud of. Then the first sentence of the meeting The words are: Pindao came here uninvited, willing to make a fortune for the benefactor, the immeasurable Heavenly Venerable.

Granny Jinhua was not so old at that time, and she was bullied to the door of her house. Granny Jinhua immediately made a decisive move. The two fought for hundreds of rounds, and there was no winner, but Granny Jinhua knew that she lost from the very beginning. up.

Han Xuzi didn't fight back all this time, he just saw his tricks and dismissed his tricks. This kind of strength made Granny Jinhua secretly surprised, but Granny Jinhua would certainly not admit defeat, so the two tried fortune-telling again.

Deducing the secrets has always been what Granny Jinhua is best at. After studying for a lifetime, she doesn't believe that anyone can be better than herself.

So the two deduced each other, because both of them were earth-level warriors, and it was difficult to find the aura. This calculation took nearly half a month.

The two came to the answer almost at the same time. When the two said the result, it was simply the greatest black humor.

"You will die in two years."

"Ten years later, you will be doomed."

The most taboo thing to deduce the secret is to count yourself. When the two make conclusions for each other, the atmosphere suddenly becomes weird.

Granny Jinhua didn't believe Han Xuzi's fortune-telling results at the time, but seeing that Han Xuzi agreed with her conclusion, and seemed to know it long ago, without a trace of panic on her face, Granny Jinhua hesitated.

Fortunately, without waiting for Granny Jinhua to ask, Han Xuzi took the initiative to say: "There is still a way out in the catastrophe of death, if a nobleman appears, the danger can be turned into good fortune."

In the end, Han Xuzi asked Granny Jinhua for one thing, the matter was very simple, and asked Granny Jinhua to keep one thing, a wooden hairpin.

The material is very common, peach wood, but it has been nurtured with care, and the wooden hairpin is full of aura.

After leaving the wooden hairpin behind, Han Xuzi just asked Granny Jinhua to hand it over to the next person who will crack the Peach Blossom Formation, and then left.

Zhengyangzi's expression was moved after hearing this, and Granny Jinhua took out the wooden hairpin from her bosom and handed it over. It's not that she hasn't studied it, but she didn't find anything, it's just an ordinary wooden hairpin.

Zhengyangzi took the wooden hairpin and held it in his hand, with a mournful expression on his face, as if recalling the past, filled with a sense of desolation and sadness.

"Master, I'm going to be an adult soon, what gift do you want to give me?"

"Silly boy, you are only fourteen this year, and there are still two years left, so why panic?" Han Xuzi clasped his sleeves in his hands, and the little incense in the Taoist temple can maintain the usual rations for the two of them. Buying gifts is not enough at all, Han Xuzi Xu Zi smiled awkwardly, hiding it well.

Zheng Yangzi was 14 years old and eccentric. Seeing how stretched his master was, he said enlightenedly: "Master, why don't you give me a wooden hairpin? I think all the male protagonists in Wuxia Romance have a wooden hairpin. They are super handsome. "

Han Xuzi nodded, "Okay, when the time comes, master will carve you a unique wooden hairpin in the world, but you have to practice hard, come here, let me see if you haven't missed your recent homework."

"Not at all."

When I was 16 years old, Zhengyangzi’s birthday, I was alone in the Taoist temple, sitting at the gate of the Taoist temple and looking into the distance, wishing that figure would appear, wishing myself a crown, and then wearing the representative crown for myself Put on a high hat and a wooden hairpin.

But Han Xuzi didn't come back, and he didn't come back until half a year later. At that time, Zhengyangzi had already seen that Master was injured, but he didn't ask any questions. He locked himself in the room and went out several times during the period. The last time we met was Before Han Xuzi died, he called Zhengyangzi over, as if he wanted to take a good look at this disciple who had already attained the crown in the blink of an eye, but he could blame the teacher for not being able to deliver the crown ceremony himself.

That night, Han Xuzi said a lot, and finally left a nine-character mantra and passed away forever.

"Remember, we practitioners must have a measuring stick in our hearts. Since we choose to go against the sky and seek longevity, we should not ignore the living beings. When you have strength, you don’t take ordinary people seriously, the way of heaven is people-oriented, God will watch what you do.”

"In the future, the Taoist temple will be handed over to you. You can recruit more apprentices, so that our Taoist temple will be more lively. Don't look deserted like now, just the two of us. Remember to take good care of the osmanthus trees in the yard, and take care of the laurel trees in the main hall. The statue should also be dusted frequently. Don’t forget to water the vegetable garden in the backyard frequently. The tile in the southeast corner of your room is broken, and it will leak when it rains. I have repaired it twice for you as a teacher, but the technology is really unbearable. If it leaks, you can move to my room."

"The burden of the future will fall on you alone. It's because the teacher is not very capable and can no longer shelter you from the wind and rain."

"I don't know if the last move I took as a teacher was right. If one day you find out that being a teacher is wrong, you can scold me for being stupid."

Zhengyangzi held the wooden hairpin in his hand, two lines of hot tears rolled down, without crying, sometimes the sadness without sound is the unforgettable pain.

At this moment, there is no words left, only grief strikes my heart.