Tian Yuan

The Mr. Lu mentioned by the prince is named Lu Nanxian.

This name is relatively unfamiliar in Luoshenxu, but if it were in Shenzhou, he would be a well-known figure.

Lu Nanxian is now revered as a saint master of Confucianism and Taoism.

A long time ago, Runanxian's philosophy did not mesh well with that of Confucianism. Once, during a retreat, he broke through and his cultivation was wasted. He was abandoned by Confucianism and thrown into a remote courtyard to fend for himself.

However, Lu Nanxian was determined and never thought of giving up.

Later, he received guidance from Nangong Ge, and he realized the truth in one thought, and his cultivation was fully restored. As his strength grew stronger, he even took a different path from the original Confucianism and Taoism, preaching in all directions, and his students were all over the world.

It is no exaggeration to say that even the arrogant people of the ancient immortal clan have to respectfully address Lu Nanxian as "Sir" when they meet him and will not offend him easily.

"The Confucian school is so busy, how can Mr. Lu have time to hang out?"

Nangong Ge seemed to see through Lu Nanxian's intention, but did not point it out and just said politely.

The two of them found a hilltop, placed tea on the top, and could reach out and touch the clouds that the world could only look up to. The gentle breeze blew the corners of their clothes and their hair.

"The events of the Fallen God Ruins have shaken the world. Although I have lived in the mountains for a long time, I have heard about it and came to take a look."

Lu Nanxian was wearing a clean, loose grey robe with a belt around his waist. He behaved politely, showing his elegance.

"Just to look around?"

The corner of Nangong Ge's mouth curled up in an imperceptible arc.

"To be honest, my lord, in addition to seeing the scenery of Luoshen Ruins, I also want to meet Miss Huo."

Over the years, Lu Nanxian had to cultivate hard while dealing with the affairs of the Confucian sect, and he was extremely busy. Hundreds of years passed in a blink of an eye, and he had not met Miss Huo.

In recent days, the internal disputes within the Confucian school have finally been settled, and I can have a few days of leisure. The longing hidden deep in my heart is stirring.

In fact, before coming to Luoshenxu, Lu Nanxian went to the already settled Langya Villa, but learned that the prince was not at home, so he had to leave disappointed.

After searching for a long time, they finally arrived at Luoshen Ruins.

Fortunately, Nangong Ge did not deliberately hide his whereabouts, otherwise Lu Nanxian would have to look for him somewhere else.

"Unfortunately, she is not with me at the moment."

Nangong Ge no longer concealed the smile on his face.

"Where did you go? Is there any danger?"

There was a hint of worry in Lu Nanxian's eyes for a moment, and he asked anxiously.

A long time ago, Lu Nanxian and Huo Ranxuan lived in seclusion in the mountains and became neighbors. They experienced life together and gained enlightenment from it.

The two sides have feelings for each other, but they just haven't made it clear.

Now, Lu Nanxian has reached a higher position step by step. He does not ask for anything else but to be able to see each other often.

"There's no danger, don't worry." Nangong Ge said, "I asked her to do something, and she went to Qingzong."

"Oh."

There was no danger, and Lu Nanxian quickly relaxed.

"You are so anxious to see her this time. Do you have any intention?"

Nangong Ge started to think about gossip.

"Don't let your imagination run wild, my lord." Lu Nanxian quickly denied, "I just want to meet you, nothing else."

"You are about to touch the path of the Divine Bridge, but your heart is unstable and you dare not take this step forward, right?"

You kid is hiding something, so don't blame Nangong Ge for using his tricks to deduce it. He lowered his eyebrows and pinched his fingers, and in just three or five breaths, he got the answer.

"Yes." Lu Nanxian admitted.

"Then you should rush to Qingzong now, and you should be able to meet him."

Nangong Ge said.

"Okay, let's go."

Then, Lu Nanxian didn't even drink the tea on the table. He turned around and left, decisively.

At the top of the mountain, the sea of ​​clouds is rolling.

The breeze was blowing gently, mixed with a bit of chill.

Nangong Ge sat alone, looking at the direction where Lu Nanxian left, with a look of surprise in his eyes. He opened his mouth but didn't say a word: "......"

Coming back to his senses, he picked up the tea on the table, drank it all, and whispered, "Asshole."

......

Luoshenxu, a remote galaxy.

In a town in a dynasty, Miaofu Inn.

Chen Qingyuan's daily life is quite fulfilling. In the early morning or at night, he follows Miss Miao to go out to distribute porridge and see if there are any poor people in need, and he does his best to help them.

One night, when I was walking through an alley, I met a thief who wanted to commit a crime.

Fortunately, Miss Miao always brought two people with her whenever she went out, and she had some martial arts skills, so she easily solved the problem and escorted him to see the official.

"Young lady is so awesome."

A servant boasted.

"That's right. I've been practicing martial arts since I was a child. Ordinary people are no match for me."

Miss Miao benefited greatly from it and felt good about herself.

"Little Six, you look skinny and weak. If you can say something nice, I will show mercy and teach you."

After returning to the inn, Miss Miao said to Chen Qingyuan who was tidying up the tables, chairs and benches.

"Need not."

Chen Qingyuan shook his head and refused.

"Miss, I want to learn."

Someone volunteered.

"You are such a fool. There are so many things to do. Have you finished them?"

Miss Miao glared at the man.

The man shrank his head, said nothing more, and hurried to get down to business.

"Xiao Liuzi always makes the young lady unhappy. Can't you see that the young lady is setting a trap to deal with Xiao Liu? You even went to join in the fun. You are really asking for trouble."

"If Xiaoliu really agrees, Miss will have a legitimate reason to beat him up in the future."

"Fortunately, Xiaoliu was smart and didn't fall for it."

A few servants hid aside, whispering.

Life may occasionally bring some trivialities, but they have little impact.

Two years passed uneventfully.

Counting the time, Chen Qingyuan has been in the inn for four years.

In four years, I didn't save a penny. I spent it all on drinking.

Many people do not approve of this lifestyle, but this is Chen Qingyuan's salary, and how he spends it is his own business, and others have no right to interfere.

Today, it’s late at night.

The inn was closed. Miss Miao took two pots of wine and told Chen Qingyuan, who was sweeping the floor, to stop working: "Come and sit down. I'll treat you to a drink."

The lady is treating us, so why not?

Chen Qingyuan wiped his hands with a rag, sat down opposite Miss Miao, opened the seal of the wine jar, and the aroma filled his nose.

"drink!"

Miss Miao said generously.

The rest of the people went to rest, leaving only two people sitting in a corner of the hall, drinking one sip after another.

After a while, under the influence of alcohol, Miss Miao took off the mask of her heroic character, revealing the delicate appearance of a daughter, with a little red blush on her cheeks. She looked out the window with worries: "Xiao Liu, do I look very old?"

"No." Chen Qingyuan shook his head.

"In two years, I will be 30 years old." Miss Miao said what has been weighing on her mind: "I am old, and there will always be people gossiping about me. I don't care, but my father does. His health is getting worse, and his only wish is to see me get married and have someone to rely on."