Chapter 163 Longevity Seed, Meeting an Old Friend

Li Changxiao naturally knew these contents, but he had no habit of interrupting and listened quietly to what the woman said.

Yu Lanyue told him that the Jihua Sect and the Huochu Sect had reached the point of fighting to the death. When the disciples of the two sects met, there was a 30% chance of a violent fight, a 30% chance of pretending not to see it, and a 30% chance of silently writing down the plan. Wait for the opportunity before taking action, and there is a 10% chance of making peace.

Even if the spiritual energy is exhausted, one can imagine how deep the hatred between the two is.

Yu Lanyue set out from Baiyu to go to the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference. She had long been prepared to encounter the Fire Sect, be attacked or even die on the way. However, the first half of the journey was very smooth, and the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference was not over yet. Danger.

In order to be safe, after the conference, she did not return the same way, but took another route. After struggling for more than a year, she did not want to attract the strong men of the Fire Sect to chase her.

After that, he fled here and met Li Changxiao, so he went to the doctor in a panic. He said it was good luck, but in fact it had something to do with his natural intuition.

When a monk meets a monk, he can get a rough idea based on his past experience. The so-called "rough" is not a specific realm or a specific cultivation level, but a certain kind of subconsciousness: when the other party shows extraordinary means and superb skills, But he won't be surprised by his subconscious mind.

Of course, if you are bold, you can further analyze based on experience to determine what level the person's cultivation level is.

However, this method of judgment is based on the naked eye after all. The accuracy depends on the person, and the probability of overturning is not low.

Yu Lanyue looked pale and injured, and quietly followed behind the swordsman in white. The disciple of the Huo Shu Sect who was secretly following him had no choice but to give up after following him for a while.

Yu Lanyue breathed a sigh of relief and solemnly thanked the swordsman. The repayment promised before would naturally come true. She hesitated for a moment and took out a seed from her arms.

She told the swordsman that this flower is the seed of the longevity flower. It blooms once every seven years and bears fruit once every seven years. The longevity flower produces longevity fruit. This longevity fruit is mysterious and unusual. Even in today's world, it can increase your life by four to ten years. Year.

And... there is a 30% chance that a longevity seed will drop and can be replanted.

She also got it by chance. If she didn't really have no other way, she would never take it out.

The swordsman looked at the longevity seed meaningfully, thought for a moment, and took the seed.

This thing is expensive even if it is said to be expensive, but it is not expensive either.

After fourteen years of growth, he could only get four to ten years of life, which was almost useless to Li Changxiao. The reason why Yu Lanyue was not allowed to exchange it for a token of gratitude was because he had other considerations.

However, from Yu Lanyue's point of view, although it hurts, it is a fair deal.

She hesitated for a moment and then made a plea, asking the swordsman she met halfway to stay with her for a while, and the swordsman agreed.

Another dozen days passed in a flash.

Parting time.

Yu Lanyue suddenly thought of something and asked curiously: "Fellow Taoist, do you know my uncle Zhou Qingyu? But why have I never heard of your name?"

"We know each other, but our relationship is not good." Li Changxiao said, then took the little donkey and left without looking back.

His mind went back to the past.

When he first reached the peak of foundation building, he suffered from lack of resources, so he was unable to form the elixir.

At that time, he received a secret message that Elder Zhou Qingyu of Jihua Sect was secretly recruiting dead men in his own name, so he went there.

Yu Lanyue was stunned for a moment, watching the figure gradually go away, withdrew his gaze, turned and left.

"Beautiful lady, let's go watch the sea." The swordsman patted the donkey's head and said calmly.

…

…

Seeking change for three years.

Early February.

evening.

Under the guidance of the fishermen, one person and one donkey found the most beautiful spot to watch the sea. The water and sky were the same color, and the setting sun was like blood, setting little by little.

There are fishermen returning in their boats.

Three years' journey.

The little donkey has grown up a lot. The dream of running wild on the beach and diving into the sea to play with fish did not happen.

Just sit on the beach and watch quietly.

The sea breeze blows.

Maybe it feels too quiet.

Li Changxiao looked at the little donkey and joked with a smile, "Didn't you say you wanted to go into the sea to catch the dragon?" The little donkey shook his head, purred a few times, and said it was good just sitting like this. The swordsman was surprised when he heard this, and then smiled slightly, yes, it is no longer a little donkey, but now it is a big donkey.

I have grown up.

"Beautiful lady, let's go."

The setting sun gradually recedes.

The swordsman stood up and patted the sand and gravel on his body.

The big donkey nudged the swordsman with its head, trying to get him to ride on it. The swordsman, who originally wanted to give it a break, had no choice but to ride on it.

One person and one donkey, return the same way.

…

Eight years of seeking change.

Return to Lingtianzhou again.

The swordsman rode his donkey south, sighing in his heart. He had a hundred taels of gold when he left, but he was so poor when he came back. He was so miserable that he didn't even have money to buy wine.

One day.

Passing by a mountain, the mountain is not high and the scenery is not beautiful, but the swordsman feels it looks familiar and can name it, it is called Laopan Mountain.

Or it was a mysterious intention, or it was a coincidence.

He remembered that there was an eight or nine-year-old child here who made a joke-like agreement with him. With the cold wine in his stomach, the swordsman climbed to the top of the mountain. The moon was already bright. He drank while admiring the moon. He planned to wait here all night. If he still wanted to meet the child and listen to the interesting things over the years, he would If he doesn't want to come up, he won't bother him anymore.

…

At the foot of Laopan Mountain, there is a family named Zhang and named Tian.

He is a lame man.

He lost his parents at a young age, and with the help of his neighbors, he barely survived. He finally grew up, got married, and lived a happy life. However, the Lingtian Dynasty suddenly split up.

Frequent wars, heavy taxes, and life became more and more difficult. He was so worried that his hair turned white. His wife gave birth to a son for him. The family worked hard, got up early and went to bed late, and barely managed to survive.

When he was middle-aged, he was conscripted to the battlefield, and his son, who had just reached adulthood, could not escape. The father and son fought in the battlefield, one died and the other was injured. He had a limp in one leg.

When he returned to his hometown, his wife had become sick with longing, with white hair. The next day after they met, she breathed her last breath silently.

Zhang Tian, ​​who had a limp in one leg, finished his work today. Neighbors thought he was a pitiful man, but they were all pointing fingers behind his back.

Zhang Tian went to bed early today.

He had always had a doubt in his heart.

It was one of the few things he was willing to recall and ponder, with a little romantic meaning.

On that snowy day, a swordsman in white knocked on the door and told him some interesting stories.

Is he an immortal?

Yes or no.

Zhang Tian recalled the past, which was mostly suffering and unbearable, but he always had beautiful dreams at night. That experience was just meeting a person and saying some words, but it added a lot of color to his life.

He fell asleep quickly.

But he had a strange dream.

He woke up from the dream, picked up the candle from the wooden table, and hurriedly lit it with a flint. With the help of a little weak light, he went up the mountain road of Laopan Mountain.

Near the top of the mountain, I saw a swordsman in white, drinking under the moon. Suddenly he turned back, and the breeze blew his long hair, looking handsome and extraordinary. He sighed: "I have grown so big."

(I wonder if you still remember Zhang Tian.)

(If I ask for a change chapter, the time span will be quite large, because this is the only way to reflect the changes. I will also adjust the writing style appropriately according to everyone's wishes.)

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