Smile and swing sword

Wan Fugui pondered for a moment, his eyes sparkling: "Since we know each other well, then this matter is settled. When Wu Yun recovers from his illness, the farther you go, the better. Don't worry about the old enmity any more. If you want to live in Wanfu, don't you want everyone to be jealous when they meet in the future?"

"You don't need to talk about it," Luo Qian sneered, "Looking at Jiyuan, what is it when you go back? A frog at the bottom of the well will feel that the sky and the earth are big here. As for past grievances, I don't care about them, I'm just afraid that Wan Jianxian won't care If you don’t want to let it go, it’s a waste of your time and energy to waste all your efforts.”

"Of course I will beat them, and if they seek their own death, I don't bother to discipline them again and again." Wan Fugui recalled the bits and pieces of the truth that his subordinates had collected before, and reminded him, "One more thing, I have found out that Yuan'er was indeed just a coincidence. You were implicated in it, not out of intention to conspire with Jianxian Siqi, Kunshan and his two sons are loyal people, there are grievances and debts, I hope you don't hold grudges against the innocent."

Wan Fu returned to this kind of human nature, Luo Qian still knew half of it, and he would not lie to cover up one person alone, what's more, Wan Kunshan and his son Wan Youheng Wan Youyuan were indeed honest and responsible, and Wan Fu should not pay attention to them.

After receiving his assurance from the first half of the sentence, Luo Qian nodded in agreement, but laughed in his heart, Wan Jingxian is so stupid, Wan Jianxian is more jealous than a mountain, and it will only be a matter of time before he commits the crime, and then I will definitely Kill him to vent his anger!After reading it, he stopped thinking about these hated people, and instead asked about matters of concern: "Where is Wu Yun? I want to see him."

"He and Xiaoyou Yun are both very good, and the servants are entertaining them carefully. You and Xiaoyou Xiang outside can just go and visit together."

Luo Qian got up first, his expression was indifferent without a trace of ripples, and he said, "Please lead the way."

From Yu's Mansion to Wan's Mansion, and back and forth, it was the middle of the night.There is a moon-inviting platform in Wan Mansion, which is as high as a hundred stories, the darkness is getting thicker, there is a person in the small courtyard on the platform drinking by himself, and another one comes up after a while.

Seeing the visitor, Wan Xuchuan put down his cup and wanted to get up in a hurry, but his shoulders were held down. Wan Fugui looked up into the distance, and sighed: "The moon is hidden and the stars are rare, so it's not suitable to watch. It's more bitter to drink away your sorrow."

Wan Xuchuan's face was reddish, no one could listen to his distress, seeing his father suddenly appearing tired for some reason, he complained: "I never thought that he is not dead yet."

Wan Fugui snorted softly, "Do you want him to die?"

Wan Xuchuan shook his head: "He is Qianying's flesh and blood, how can I be so cruel."

Wan Fugui said relentlessly: "But when you learned of Luo Qianqian's accident in the past, you were not without joy and relief in your heart, so when he came back, you couldn't get rid of the apology. This guilt is not for others, but for yourself heart of."

"A father has insight into people's hearts, but a son dare not quibble."

Wan Fugui took out a small wine cup and put it on the round table, filled it up for the two of them, but just set it aside and refused to drink: "For some reason, my favorite children are all infatuated, and Zhumang is trapped by love so far I don't know Ting Ying, although you stay in Wan Mansion, you don't let me worry for a moment."

Taking advantage of the smoky moonlight to take a look, even though Wan Fugui is the master of a domain and controls Yuan Daxiu, his expression is inevitably tired. Wan Xuchuan was stunned for a moment, and his face couldn't help showing a look of shame: "Luo Qianfan and son Even when I made friends, I developed a heart of admiration for his wife, and then I couldn't control it. If I were a gentleman, I would give them a mother and son a shelter, and then cultivate thousands of adults instead of taking advantage of others' danger... Say It's all my son's fault."

"Recalling the past can only hurt your heart, it's useless." Wan Fugui drank the wine and left the cup on his fingertips to play with, "Fortunately, my daughter-in-law has given birth to a son for you, and Ning An's roots are very good , with the two of you raising me, my temperament will definitely not be too bad, I am over three hundred years old, and the situation will change in the future, it is all controlled by you juniors."

"The lifespan of the cultivator who controls the yuan is eight hundred, and his father is still in the prime of life, and the prestige of the domain lord is beyond our reach." Wan Xuchuan's tone was sincere, without any hypocrisy. Said: "In today's world, how many people are cultivating in the control realm? You know."

Wan Xuchuan shook his head honestly: "My son has no way of knowing such a secret."

"No more than thirty or fifty." Wan Fugui sighed heavily, his tone quite lonely, "There is only one realm of magic cultivation, and the least major cultivation of the control element realm, less than two hands, but all of them are vicious and cruel, and the two realms of mountains and seas are the most powerful." Mysterious, I'm not sure about the exact number. Although demon cultivators have always been difficult to advance, their lifespan is several times stronger than human cultivators, especially the ancient bloodlines, which can often be cultivated for thousands of years. Their strength is tyrannical. Fighting! That's why there is a clear boundary between human beings and monsters, and they never mix with each other."

Wan Xuchuan listened carefully, and made a rough calculation: "In this way, the people who control Yuanjing can make a contract between twenty and thirty."

Wan Fugui nodded and then shook his head, mouth full of bitterness: "This is different from the past. I entered the Controlling Realm at the age of 320. It has been more than 50 years, but I am still stuck in the initial stage, even if I am guarding Feihuguan Although the six elders have entered the late stage, they are all between five and six hundred years old, far less than the monks who were tens of thousands of years ago, who could ascend to the throne at the age of two hundred."

Wan Xuchuan thought for a moment and said: "There are still more than two hundred years to go, and I will always be able to break through this door."

Wan Fugui let out a long laugh, and said in a firm tone, "I'm afraid there is no hope in this life! The two masters of Shennvfeng and Jianjiashan, Ran Qingyao and Fang Miao, why do you want to give these two little girls face and let Luo Qian go when you are the sixth elder?" Thousands? The two of them are not simple, but they are the only two people who have broken through to control Yuan in the past hundred years."

Wan Xuchuan was startled, and blurted out: "Is it true at this time? Never heard of it!"

"These two were promoted to the Yuan Yuan more than [-] years earlier than me. Their potential should not be underestimated. In addition, they have a calm temperament. They have never advertised it to the public until now. Why don't they have accumulated a lot of money to sharpen the minds of the disciples. Especially this Fang Miao, There is a peak master Ling Yu under her. At the age of a hundred, she is already a master of the late stage of Wu Neng, and the impact of the incarnation is just around the corner. The horror is far more than that. There are such good seedlings in Jianjia Mountain, so why not be famous? That disciple is no one else, but Xiang Tianyou who is a brother and fellow Taoist with Luo Qianqian! You should regard Fang Miao and Ran Qingyao as helping Ling Yu and these few for nothing. Is it a junior?"

Wan Xuchuan thought deeply about what he was saying. Looking back, he had already passed half of his second centenary, and his cultivation was only in the late stage of enlightenment. Although he could stand shoulder to shoulder with his two elder brothers who were dozens of years older than him, if he compared himself with others, Really ashamed to die.

Seeing him reflect, Wan Fu returned to his intentions, nodded secretly, and said persistently: "Wu Yun is poisoned in his body, I can't see his origin and cultivation for the time being, but as long as you think about Luo Qianqian, this kid's eyes are higher than the top. To be able to fall in love with him must be something impressive, but the last thing I want to talk about is Yun Shen."

Wan Xuchuan raised his eyebrows slightly and asked suspiciously: "Could it be that he is also some kind of proud son of heaven?"

"The aptitude for cultivation is very average, but don't forget, when Wu Yun was in Feihuguan, Ran Qingyao treated him for inflammation and poison, but there was no solution, but Yun Shen came up with a way to use Zhilan Yushu as medicine. If it works, doesn't it mean that this son's medical talent is even higher than all the pharmacists on Goddess Peak?"

"Perhaps it was wrong, and besides, the pill has not been successfully refined after all, and Wu Yun is still unconscious," Wan Xuchuan felt that his father was a bit arbitrary this time, "As far as my son knows, the most superb medical skills in Shennvfeng Mother, but her little apprentice, Cheng Ziling, who is known as the Immortal Doctor of Disease."

Wan Fugui laughed, although there was more appreciation in his eyes, he was still worried: "It's a big mistake, the most skilled doctor on Goddess Peak is Sun Xian, the emperor! Ran Qingyao's face was severely injured by poison in the past, and it was her husband Healed."

Wan Xuchuan suddenly heard so many things, his expression fluctuated, and suddenly he sighed: "My son is stupid, I must redouble my efforts in the future, and live up to my father's good intentions."

Wan Fugui wiped his smile away, and said with a downcast face: "A person stands in the world, and he doesn't live for anyone. He or she fights for himself. Xu Chuan, father, I hope you understand from the bottom of your heart what you want and what you want to bear. What exactly is it, and then strive for it, instead of just meeting the expectations of others. If that is the case, you will not be able to reach the top in your whole life, so you might as well learn from your sister, and you will be a hundred years old if you leave. A self-contained path in life.”

Wan Fugui said it easily, but in fact Wan Zhumang is a knot in his heart, Wan Xuchuan knows it best, and just about to persuade him, he heard him say: "I used to act too straight, I forced Zhumang away, and to Luo Qianqian It's too late to repent if you don't care about it, and it will lead to a tragedy, and now I really don't want to see the three of you turn against each other."

Wan Xuchuan showed bitterness: "It's a pity that even if I treated him like a parent and child in the past, he never gave me a good face. Now he doesn't treat me like an enemy, there is no room for change."

"Not necessarily, mother and child are united, Luo Qianqian hates her on the surface, but in fact, the desire in his heart is even stronger than back then. As long as you treat Ning Qianying kindly and do not change, he will not have the heart to force you to death. Even if you or Ning An are in trouble in the future No matter how Ning Qianying came to beg you to help him today, he will definitely beg Luo Qianqian for you in the future, and with Luo Qianqian's temperament, he will not let it go."

Wan Xuchuan smiled wryly and shook his head again and again: "Father is joking with me. If I lose, it's too late for him to make jokes. It's absolutely impossible to help me."

"Why do you think Wan Jianxian wants to kill Luo Qianqian?" Wan Fugui suddenly asked, and Wan Xuchuan naturally replied: "The reasons are complicated, but the root is that the child has an aloof and arrogant personality. A person loses face and identity, and provokes killing intent."

"It's not quite the case. Losing face is just the most obvious reason. He has the ability to make people lose face the most, which hurts Wan Jianxian's heart the most. Besides, although Luo Qianqian always treats you with a childish attitude, he has nothing to do with other people in the house. However, he has a very good personal relationship, from the housekeeper to the servants, no one is unwilling to deal with him. Wan Jianxian is the same as Qingfeng, he is not very capable, but has a small mind. If he loses his prestige a few times, he must hate Luo Qianqian To the bone and to the blood!"

Wan Xuchuan didn't know, but he didn't want to elaborate, but when he heard this, he asked: "I was talking about whether to help or not, why did my father change the subject?"

"That's exactly what I'm talking about. If Wan Jianxian hadn't been my own grandson, I wouldn't even pay him a single glance at such a gentleman. It's only because he shed the blood of all surnames that I intervened. This is not an example. But Luo Qianqian is just the opposite, he likes to pretend that he doesn't belong, but in fact everyone can't let go, for his biological mother, for his dead father, for Wu Yun, and for you!"

A cold wind suddenly blew up from the small pavilion on the high platform, even Wan Xuchuan couldn't help being shivered, he felt his back was both hot and cold, and a thin layer of sticky sweat broke out.Wan Fugui stood up, walked out of the pavilion with his hands behind his back, letting the wind blow his clothes and making his robes rattle: "The world's winds and clouds are from my generation, and the time has passed since I entered the rivers and lakes. Xiang Tianyou, Luo Qianqian, Wu Yun, Yunshen, The future of these four sons is boundless, my eyes will never be wrong, and being kind to them is to keep a good way for myself."