Kick the wrong car door and ride the wrong horse

"You are cultivating righteous mentality, while he is cultivating evil mentality. It may seem that there is no difference at ordinary times, but with the improvement of martial arts day and night, evil attacking mentality will eventually be unable to continue to climb, while righteous mentality can. Climb continuously and reach the peak." Old Man Tianxue shook his hand.

"But we are all practicing the same book? Why is there a difference between righteous and evil?" Yan Qiaotian asked without knowing why.

The old man Tianxue laughed and said: "Tian'er, you don't even know the mental method you have cultivated for so long. Although you and him are practicing in the same book, your centripetal places are different, and the mental methods you see are naturally different. , he only wants quick success, but you take it one step at a time, so the mentality is naturally much firmer and more durable, so as you practice longer, the gap between the two will become more and more obvious."

"Master, Yan Qiaotian doesn't ask for anything else, I just hope that people don't offend me and I don't offend others." Yan Qiaotian suddenly said something for no reason.

The old man Tianxue obviously felt something, he blinked slightly, and said, "Did he bother you?"

"Master, to tell you the truth, I came back this time to inquire about him. I suspect that he is the one who has pretended to be me in the Jianghu all these years." Yan Qiaotian murmured.

"Hmph, I guess that's right. How can a person like him tolerate others stepping on his shoulders? Over the years, you have gained a lot of good reputation in the Jianghu, how can he let it go?" Interjected, "I thought he was a bit weird when he told the master that you secretly went to the library to steal books and put the books you stole in front of the master, but the master favored him, so I couldn't help it." .”

"Hey, don't mention the past anymore. I asked for everything. I don't think people are nice, but I fell into his way." Old man Tianxue's complexion sank, and his unfocused eyes also changed. cloudy.

"Yan Qiaotian never blamed Master, but felt that it was a test for Yan Qiaotian, which benefited him a lot." Yan Qiaotian got up and walked quickly to Elder Tianxue, comforting, "Since I'm back , then Yan Qiaotian will spend more time with the master these few days, so as to prevent the master from being deserted."

The old man Tianxue patted the back of Yan Qiaotian's hand tearfully and said: "Okay, okay, if you stay with me as a teacher, I'm afraid there will not be many days to be a teacher."

Yan Qiaotian looked at Old Man Tianxue's old face, and couldn't help but secretly sighed, then raised his head and gave Qiu Zui a look.

Qiu Zui immediately said: "That's great, I'm going to prepare dinner now, senior brother hasn't tasted my cooking for a long time." After speaking, he turned around and left the room happily.

Yan Qiaotian lived on Tianxue Mountain for three days. When he came down the mountain, he once told old man Tianxue to let him go to Qingyun Club, but was rejected by old man Tianxue. He looked at the white snow on the top of the mountain with a slightly Said vicissitudes: "I am old and can't walk anymore, and since I was stabbed blind, I have never left Tianxue Mountain again."

Yan Qiaotian reluctantly left Tianxue Mountain. Although the old man Tianxue drove him out of Tianxue Mountain ruthlessly, which made him unable to forgive the other party for many years, Yan Qiaotian did not get along with each other these days. I can't feel sorry for this old man who is nearly a hundred years old. He even thinks that maybe when he solves everything and goes back to look for the master, he may never find it again.

Yan Qiaotian decided to go back to Qingyun Club first. After all, he didn't notify anyone when he came out last time, so his family must be very anxious.

Thinking of this, Yan Qiaotian couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, and a trace of warmth gradually spread in his heart.

……

For Yan Qiaotian, if he knew that he would meet Wu Fuqian when he returned to Qingyun Society, he would probably come back sooner.

Wu Fuqian stood in front of the door of the Cangjian Pavilion, with his hands folded on his chest, although he looked displeased, he still pretended to be happy and said, "The boss is finally willing to come back?"

As soon as these words came out, the people who were standing beside Yan Qiaotian and expressing their joy couldn't help being stunned. Only Song Wuqing pointed his finger at Wu Fuqian's face and replied loudly: "You brat, Is it wrong to let you stay here? How dare you accuse the leader?"

Yan Qiaotian stared at Wu Fuqian, then turned his head to the others, and said, "Okay, let Sun Fu prepare more tonight, let's have a good drink."

"Okay." The people around broke up in a clamor. They all walked around Wu Fuqian's body and walked into the Cangjian Pavilion, leaving only Yan Qiaotian standing there looking not far away with a slightly weird expression. Wu Fuqian.

Yan Qiaotian shrugged slightly, sighed, walked in front of Wu Fuqian, and said softly, "Why didn't you go back to Aotianmen?"

Wu Fuqian turned his head to look elsewhere and said: "You walked very cleanly, let me go to Xia Chongwen, but when you turned around, you disappeared, you didn't know how anxious I was at that time, I was going crazy, and you let me go I've waited so long."

Wu Fuqian looked angry like a wronged daughter-in-law. Yan Qiaotian looked at his pouting face and couldn't help laughing: "Okay, am I back now? Still angry?"

"Of course I'm angry." Wu Fuqian replied quickly, then lowered his head and blushed, "Unless...unless you kiss me, I won't be angry."

Suddenly, the group of people who were supposed to leave all poked their heads out from behind the door of the hidden sword pavilion, and said excitedly: "Kiss, the leader, hurry up and kiss."

Yan Qiaotian passed Wu Fugan's body, looked at the people behind the door, then looked at Wu Fugan again and said, "Are you plotting against me?"

"So what's wrong with plotting against you? Who told you to come back so late, are you afraid that when I come back, I will already die of lovesickness?" Wu Fuqian stepped forward and grabbed Yan Qiaotian's sleeve.

Yan Qiaotian shook off his hand nervously, then coughed lightly and said, "Okay, it's getting late, let's have dinner first."

A sly smile appeared on the corner of Wu Fugan's mouth, and after a while, he turned around and followed Yan Qiaotian into the Tibetan Sword Pavilion.

During dinner, Yan Qiaotian really made an exception to drink. He has always had a deep resistance to alcohol, but this time, Yan Qiaotian felt that only alcohol could vent all his emotions.

After dinner, the slightly drunk Yan Qiaotian was supported by Wu Fuqian, who wanted to help him into the bedroom, but Yan Qiaotian insisted on admiring the moon on the small platform by the cliff, even though there was neither moonlight nor light tonight. starlight.

Wu Fuqian supported Yan Qiaotian's swaying body, and finally helped him to sit on the stone beside him. He sat down beside Yan Qiaotian helplessly, and hugged her thigh tightly.

"I remember Sun Fu once said that you used to be very good to the hustle and bustle, even if he wanted the stars in the sky, you would be willing to pick them up and give them to him?" Yan Qiaotian looked up at the sky and murmured.