The Ultimate Sword Master

No one disturbs them.

Qianye hugged Ye Junyi and looked at the scene in front of her quietly, feeling that life was only perfect at this moment.

not far away.

Leng Meizi ignored Lao Dao and looked at Mo Chenyin, full of curiosity about this senior sister she had never met before.

Gu Tian...

He was the most excited.

This daughter-in-law.

very good! Very good very good! My son can definitely control it!

besides……

His eyes turned.

He glanced at Leng Meizi.

this.

It can also be grasped.

There's also Ah Sha, that red-dressed Feng Xi, and that arrogant one who plays the piano...

You have to grasp it all!

As I was thinking about it, a sense of urgency suddenly flashed through my heart.

Should you give your grandson one... no, ten names in advance?

Only the wise understand.

It was not his method to make Mo Chenyin appear.

"Cuddling in broad daylight, don't be ashamed!"

"Old man!"

Hearing this, Leng Meizi's little face turned pale and she said faintly: "Are you hungry? Can I treat you to some fish?"

"..."

The old Taoist body trembled, and his face became darker and darker.

Damn, damn, little girl!

"Steamed?"

Leng Meizi was still chattering and irritating him, "Braised in braised sauce? Boiled in water? Or fish soup? Master, please pick one..."

Laobi looked at his mouth and his heart without saying a word.

Don’t listen, don’t listen, that bastard is chanting sutras!

Also at this time.

Suddenly there was a faint howl in the distance.

"who is it!"

"Who is it?!"

"What a wicked bastard! He dug up my master's grave!!!"

…

After the Taoist temple.

Mei Yun was half-kneeling at the grave of Lao Dao, with a gray face, adding soil to the exposed shrub, and crying loudly, not forgetting to curse in between crying.

In his heart.

The old Taoist was his only relative, both his teacher and his father. He couldn't dig his grave...even in what he thought was a dream!

"well……"

behind.

The old Taoist sighed lightly, and suddenly felt that there were disciples like this. Even if he was beaten to death by Fusheng Ke before, it was all worth it!

"Stop howling and get up."

"Eh? Master?"

Mei Yun was stunned, looked back, and was suddenly confused.

There are more than just veterans behind him.

Gu Han, Qianye, Leng Meizi...and the fat baby Saplings Gu Han was carrying in his hand, all of them!

"Why are you all here?"

He thought it was his dream.

Even more confused than him.

It's people like Gu Han.

"Teacher Mei."

Gu Han looked confused, "The master you are talking about...is actually the old man?"

"Always."

Mei Yun added soil to the grave and replied: "Didn't I tell you? My master is an experienced Taoist and has lived for more than eighty years?"

Gu Han twitched the corners of his mouth.

he thought to himself.

Don't talk about him, even the cold girl can't guess it!

"I see."

Sighing, he suddenly realized that the unscrupulous disciple that the old Taoist once talked about... was Mei Yun!

Some explanation.

Mei Yun was even more confused, "Master is not dead? How is this possible? I buried him with my own hands..."

Talking and talking.

He realized something was wrong, and his thoughts were very clear, "Master, do you think I eat too much, and are you deliberately pretending to be dead to deceive me so that you can save food?"

The old man is very tired.

There was nothing he could do about this apprentice who had no brains.

It’s not just plum luck.

This is also the question in other people's minds.

"Life and death."

The old Taoist shook his head and sighed: "It's not as simple as you think?"

Said.

He glanced at Mei Yun again and said, "Get up, it's just a broken grave, it doesn't make any difference if you have it or not!"

Everyone looked at each other.

Even Leng Meizi couldn't figure it out. The old man was standing in front of him alive, he could run and jump, and he hated eating fish...how could he be dead?

On the contrary, it is plum luck.

He stood up from the edge of the grave, walked to Lao Dao, and looked at it carefully, thoughtfully.

"Mr. Mei."

Leng Meizi said in surprise: "Do you understand?"

Mei Yun pondered for a moment, "I don't understand a word!"

Everyone: "..."

Mei Yun gave them a strange look.

Is it weird that you don’t understand?

It’s strange to understand!

His mind is simple and pure, and when he encounters something he can't figure out, there is always only one solution.

In no mood!

If I don’t think about it, it doesn’t matter whether it makes sense or not.

"Old man."

Leng Meizi couldn't hold back, "Is this a dream or the real world?"

"Is it important?"

The old Taoist sighed: "True and false, false and false, life and death, don't use common sense to look at it."

Gu Han was startled.

He suddenly thought of what Dameng Lao Dao once said - truth is also false, and falsehood is true.

He had thought.

The old Taoist was making fun of him, but now it seems that is not the case.

Qianye's eyes narrowed.

He once guessed that the realm of the old Taoist was above immortality. Now it seems that the guess is probably true.

"Don't even think about it."

The old Taoist glanced at him and said, "Realm is meaningless to me. Don't take it too seriously if it's immortal."

Say it.

He glanced at Ye Junyi, thought of the young man's previous words, waved his hand, and sent a green fruit to her.

Qianye's eyelids twitched.

A face twisted slightly.

This fruit.

It is the eternal pain and bitterness in his heart.

"Girl."

The old Taoist teased Qianye a little, and then said seriously: "Eat this fruit, you can regain your memories of your previous life and all the past with him. Of course... it's your choice whether to eat it or not."

Ye Junyi didn't understand.

But Qianye was shocked, picked up the fruit, and bowed to the old Taoist sincerely.

"Thank you!"

"Don't thank me, if you want to thank me... forget it!"

The old Taoist waved his hand, a little bored, "Let's go, let me be quiet!"

Hearing this.

Mo Chenyin's eyes dimmed, and she gently held Gu Han's hand.

She understood.

If Gu Han left, the next meeting... would be a long time away.

"Grandpa!"

Gu Han shook the fat baby in his hand.

"Your grave has been blown up."

"Shall I ask Ashu to repair your grave? And your Taoist temple, shall I build a bigger one for you?"

"Don't worry!"

"I won't ask for any wages this time!"

He was speaking from the heart.

It was not easy to see Mo Chenyin once, and he was reluctant to part with him so hastily like last time.

"You still have to ask for wages!"

Mei Yun patted his shoulder and said earnestly: "Brother, let's settle accounts clearly. Although my master is poor, he can't let you work for nothing!"

The old Taoist didn't bother to pay attention to this stupid apprentice.

"You're not leaving?"

Looking at the sun in the sky, he said faintly: "Do you know how long you have been here with me?"

Gu Han was stunned.

He looked at Qianye.

"Less than half a day."

The two gave a clear answer.

"No!"

Leng Meizi seemed to have thought of something, her face changed slightly, "Not half a day, but... four years!"

What!

Gu Han and Qianye were shocked.

"It's four years!"

The cold girl was very sure, and her expression became more solemn as she spoke. "Remember, the celestial phenomena changed before, and the cold and hot seasons alternated... It just cycled four times!"

With a click.

Gu Han and Qian Ye's hearts jumped.

Before.

They saw the plants and trees in the world wither and grow, and alternated many times in an instant, but at that time there was the threat of Fu Sheng Ke, so no one noticed it, but now thinking back...

No more, no less.

Exactly four times!

That's right, four years!

"Girl is smart."

The old Taoist said calmly: "My place is extraordinary, you have also seen it, four years...haha, do you still want to stay?"

Gu Han and Qian Ye stopped talking.

The speed of time in the dream world is different from that in the outside world. The last time they came, they repaired the grave and Taoist temple for the old Taoist, and stayed for a month. After they went back, almost a year had passed in the outside world.

And now...

"Outside."

Gu Han said in a hoarse voice: "It's been forty years?"