The Best Fake Eunuch

"Do you think my old man is old and stubborn?" Chen Jisheng was happy when he heard Xiao Chen say this, "I judge people only by their character, not other things... These girls are so kind to you, how can you Don't let people down."

"I see! I'll go when I'm full, old man, go to bed early." Xiao Chen wiped his mouth and stood up, ready to run.

"Sit down!" Isn't Chen Jisheng confused? You want to leave before the business is over?

"Old man, now I really don't want to think about life-long affairs. Besides, Danqiu is still in the palace. If you want to marry her, you have to get her out first, right? You also said to let her be my wife , then we have to marry her first? So we have to discuss this matter later." Xiao Chen said.

"Tsk! You kid always avoids the important things with me. Marrying a wife is marrying a wife, and taking a concubine is taking a concubine. Sometimes you can follow the power..." Chen Jisheng continued to babble.

"By the way, old man, what do you think of Fengyang Wang Li Feng?" Xiao Chen changed the subject.

"Li Feng is quite like his father. He is courageous and ambitious, but he is too unscrupulous in his actions. He is even more ruthless than Li Wanjiang, and he..." Chen Jisheng's attention was successfully diverted.

But he said Linger.

Lie on the table with your hands resting on your chin, look at this and that hair, and keep chanting Emei Feijian's mentality silently in your heart, your eyes are sore from watching, and your heart is tired from reading, thinking about closing your eyes Take a break first, but unexpectedly the bird fell asleep.

In the dream, it was the peak of Da'e Peak in Mount Emei. Looking around, there are white clouds, undulating peaks in the clouds, overlapping rocks, and circling stone paths. Standing here is like a fairyland.

"Who are you?" Ling'er was enjoying the beautiful scenery, when she suddenly heard a crisp voice behind her, and when she looked back, she saw a woman in a green shirt who was about thirty years old looking at her strangely.

"I'm Duan Linger, Master Ciyun's apprentice, who are you?" Linger asked back.

"My name is Xu Momei. It's Xu who comes in the breeze, the moth that flies to the fire, and the frowning eyebrow." The woman said.

"Ah! How did I dream of you?" Ling'er grinned when she heard that, "Aren't you the most powerful martial arts master of the seventh generation of our Emei School? You created the Emei Flying Sword, tsk Tsk tsk, I really think about it every day and dream at night... Huh? Why aren't you a nun?"

"It turns out that you still recognize me and know that you are dreaming... Which generation of Emei Sect is the Ciyun you mentioned?" Xu Emei asked.

"The thirteenth generation!" Linger hurriedly said, "I am the fourteenth generation."

"Oh... then how did you come here?" Xu Momei asked again.

"Didn't this come from a dream?" Linger wondered.

"This is not a dream, this is my spiritual void, but not everyone can come, I have been here for more than three hundred years, but I have never seen a disciple of Emei who can come in, you are the first One." Xu Momei said.

"True or not?" Ling'er was taken aback, "Can't it?"

"Have you practiced Emei's Flying Sword mentality?" Xu Yuemei asked.

"Yeah, just now I saw a hair and practiced silently, and I fell asleep while practicing, so I came... What place did you just say this is?" Ling'er said.

"What hair?" Xu Momei wondered.

"Brother Fat gave it to me. He said that as long as I see the magic in it, I can learn the Emei Flying Sword..." Ling'er said in detail about his deal with Shangguan Qiji with a small mouth.

"Hehe, no wonder, it turned out that the disciples of the Shangguan family helped you. There is no mystery in the hair itself, but it just allows you to calm down... Have you seen the sword?" Xu Momei said Just point your finger.

Ling'er turned around and looked, but saw a stone tablet standing on the edge of the cliff, engraved with the three characters "Sacrifice Cliff" on the stone tablet, and stuck a rusty iron sword on top of the stone tablet.

See, so what are you going to do?

"You pull it out." Xu Momei said.

"Okay." Ling'er rolled up her sleeves and stepped forward.

"Don't use your hands." Xu Momei said, "Use your heart."

"Oh, ah?" Ling'er's big eyes widened instantly, did she make a mistake?

"The first step in practicing Emei Flying Sword is to learn how to control the sword. What is the first sentence of Emei Flying Sword's mind?" Xu Emei said.

"The human heart is so quiet, if there is desire to lead it, the spirit of man wants to be clear, but the heart is disturbed, it will surely dispel the desire, and the heart will be quiet, and the heart will be clear, and the spirit will be clear..." Ling'er meditated on her mind, thinking Gradually empty.

"The sword comes as I wish, but don't pay attention to the sword!" Saying this, he stretched out his hand and pointed, and the rusty sword inserted deep into the stone tablet suddenly vibrated violently, making a toothsome rubbing sound, and then snapped. With a loud bang, the whole stele exploded!

"Quack quack!" Ling'er laughed happily, and pointed to the depths of the white clouds, "Fly!"

The Rusty Sword swished towards the cloud, Ling'er was extremely proud, suddenly felt her arm being pulled by an invisible force, she couldn't help but flew out with it, and fell directly into the cloud!

Oh no! Ling'er turned pale with fright, didn't I am in the sword, how could it be that the sword is in the middle of me?

"Heart and sword are united, don't get distracted!" Xu Yuemei originally nodded approvingly, but when she saw Ling'er being dragged by the flying sword, she yelled in the clouds, baring her teeth and claws, doing somersaults, and three black lines appeared on her forehead. I just said that I just praised you for being smart and talented...

I don't know how long it took, but Ling'er was finally able to control the flying sword. With her thoughts everywhere, the flying sword came suddenly. Startled.

Ling'er was overjoyed in her heart, and wanted to shout out that I learned how to fly a sword, but what she opened her mouth was a long, sharp roar!

"Duan Linger, the flying sword is too murderous, don't abuse it, remember it..." Xu Momei's voice was barely audible amidst Linger's long roar...

Xiao Chen and Chen Jisheng talked at night while holding candles, the conversation got so heated that they forgot the time, suddenly they heard the sound of clappers outside, they called the third watch, but it was already midnight.

"Oh, it's so late!" Xiao Chen hurriedly got up, "Your old man, go to rest."

"I'm getting older, I don't sleep much and get up early, so it doesn't matter if we talk for a while..." Chen Jisheng was talking about sex, and said that it had been a long time since the father and son had such a face-to-face long conversation.

"I'll ask Fatty to give you some tranquilizers to eat, so that you can sleep naturally every day...Old man, be careful!" Xiao Chen walked to the door and stopped Chen Jisheng who was about to send him out.

Suddenly, a saber light flashed from behind Chen Jisheng!

Before he could think about it, he pushed Chen Jisheng away, only to hear a ding sound, and an extremely sharp short knife pierced into Xiao Chen's arms!

It was only then that he saw that the person was a very handsome young man in his twenties, his eyes were shining brightly, and his aura was overwhelming!

This knife is as fast as lightning, and it is said that Xiao Chen has no time to react at all, but under certain extreme circumstances, a person will burst out with great potential.

So in the blink of an eye, Xiao Chen still pushed Chen Jisheng away!