Longevity: The Flawless Dream

Maybe it's the perfect timing, maybe it's the atmosphere, maybe it's the charm of the other party's brows and eyes that is too obtrusive, or in fact there is no reason at all...Yijian Fengchan just feels that Lian Wuxia doesn't like how he looks at him all of a sudden. , so unpleasant that he couldn't bear to even look at her more.

So he looked away.

Lian Wuxia withdrew his steps and turned around, pulled out the whole duckweed sword, stomped lightly with one foot, and the Tiantao sword flew out of its sheath and flew into the other palm.The Duckweed Sword is as thin as a cicada's wing, and the brilliance of the sword body is like a jade belt in autumn water, and it is as light as a goose feather at a glance; the blade of the Tiantao Sword is extremely wide and thick, purely made of black iron, the color is black, and the chill is overwhelming , You can tell the weight at a glance.Holding duckweed in one hand and Tiantao in the other, she made a gesture of "Turn around and play with butterflies in the water", a common Taoist swordsmanship move, but it was hard for her to look calm and calm, without any sign of being out of balance.

The swordsmanship is not bad, but it can't be said to be very good, but this kind of control is rare, at least he can't do it.Yijian Fengchan looked back again, and roughly guessed the reason why the other party was able to impress the evil master.

However, the expression of the evil master was quite disliked by Lian Wuxia's excellent control, and he said repeatedly: "Enough is enough, put it away after the inspection! You are a swordsman who has practiced palms." It's commonplace, and you won't be able to use a sword in the future, and you will come to the old man to make a scabbard. This kind of third-rate warrior who can't even be regarded as a swordsman usually comes to chase one after another! If you get a bargain, hurry up and accept it, and bring it back What is flashing in front of the old man? Remind the old man how obsessed he was when he agreed to this business?"

Lian Wuxia blinked in a good-tempered manner, retracted the sword and returned it to its sheath, and flicked his sleeves, there was no trace of the two swords in place.Yijian Fengchan listened to the evil master's words: "Oh! I just said how could this sword be pulled out? It is also a rare work of your conscience discovered by you, evil master. It turned out to be the product of a ghost's obsession. ?”

The evil master raised eyebrows angrily when he heard the words: "Speak freely if you have something to say, don't show off your tongue in a weird way! Young man, don't you know that respecting the elderly is the most basic standard of life?"

The appearance of an old man blowing his beard, staring and raising his eyebrows is quite scary, but unfortunately, coupled with his forehead full of fluffy short hair, the effect is only a sense of joy, and he is already a manifestation of self-cultivation. : "If you want to be respected by others, you must first respect people. Use your age as an excuse, evil master, it seems that you also know that you are wrong about sealing the scabbard?"

The evil master took a deep breath, and his face was flushed red under the cover of thick stubble: "This old man has never been ashamed of his heart, and since he did it, he has no regrets. If you are dissatisfied, this old life will be paid to you." What can you do? I just want the old man to bow his head, it is absolutely impossible!"

"Oh," Yijian Fengchan sneered, the laughter was frightening, "If you are so enlightened, then Yijian Fengchan will be disrespectful."

Seeing that the smell of gunpowder between the two was soaring again and again, Lian Wuxia hurriedly turned sideways, intentionally or unintentionally, standing in front of a sword to seal Zen, and wrote to the evil master: "Although you two are young and promising, you are definitely not the generation of Jiang Hu Menglang , why do you have to fight fiercely here and engage in a battle of spirits?"

"Young?" Yijian Fengchan burst out with a murderous look, "Everyone present except you is over three digits in age, and you are still a little girl, yet you still say that others are young?"

"My age is over four digits." Lian Wuxia affirmed solemnly.

"..." The corners of Yijian Fengchan's eyes twitched fiercely, and his voice suddenly became muffled like a headache, "May I ask how old is this young Mrs. Gao Dexun standing in front of me this year?"

"Don't dare, it's 680 years old." Lian Wuxia's answer made the tiger's body tremble uncontrollably.

It has always been my impression that the lifespan of the little girl who just opened the cardamom is more than twice as long as her own. With a sword to seal Zen and put her hand on her forehead, her heart almost collapsed: "Okay, you won, I will start counting from the conscious , and only lived for more than 500 years.”

In fact, he is not the most broken one, because the face of the evil alchemist on the side is already 300% darker than the ashes of the furnace - thanks to his old age, he is the youngest of the three people standing here. !He is also an old man who has lived for more than 300 years! More than [-] years old!Father!It's completely at the Renrui level, okay?It's okay to leave it outside to envy countless people!Why are the two customers who came to the door casually so old?The key is that they are still so young in appearance!He, the youngest, looks like he's going to die!Can you give him a sense of accomplishment?

The iron-clad facts told him: no.

Yijian Fengchan, who finally woke up from the horror brought about by the terrifying age difference between himself and Lian Wuxia, put down his hand on his forehead, and found that she was watching him seriously, quietly waiting for his reply.So he drew his sword in his hand and meditated, and said for a while, "What if I say, I vow to beat him up?"

Compared with the previous momentum of swearing not to give up if you don't take your dog's life, the current Yijian Fengchan has already compromised too much.Originally, the matter of sealing the scabbard privately was really unkind to the evil master, although it was not unkind to the extent of dying for it, it was still his fault first.Starting with a scabbard and ending with a fist is also a reasonable solution.After all, Yijian Fengchan is the master of suffering, so he can't let him vent his anger. Even if he can bear it this time for the sake of Lian Wuxia's face, it's hard to guarantee that he won't hold grudges in his heart. If he comes to practice when Lian Wuxia is away next time The evil cave is provocative, and the evil master may not have such good luck this time.

It's just... Lian Wuxia glanced at the short body of the evil master, and then glanced at Feng Chan's majestic aura, his clear eyes slowly widened, and suddenly he stood in front of the evil master.She is slender, but quite tall, and immediately blocked the entire body of the evil master in her shadow, with a ruler and a blue sky in front of her, interpreting a sentence with her body like a calf-you Dare to move him and give it a try!

Yijian Feng Chan resolutely withdrew his sword and put it back in its sheath: "Where do you want to go next, do you have a goal?"

Lian Wuxia didn't realize that his topic changed so quickly, so illogically fast, so he was caught off guard and instinctively wrote back: "None."

Yijian Fengchan looked at her light brown eyes that were so clear that they seemed not to be stained with slender dust: "Since we meet again by fate, why don't we go together?" No matter how much embarrassment, it has almost worn away after so many days of meeting, but this The frequent encounters like being enchanted by magic make people feel so interesting.

Lian Wuxia thought about it for a while, and replied seriously: "Okay."

Neither of them is a person with a plan, they often act according to their intuition. If they are asked where they should go on their journey tomorrow, even they themselves will not be able to answer.The two people who are so random have unexpectedly met 23 times in half a month. Such a wicked meeting rate can no longer be explained by pure coincidence.According to experience, even if they parted ways again this time, the two would meet again soon—in this case, it would be better to simply save energy and go together, at least the other party would be able to make a living as a temporary travel companion.At the very least, you don’t have to worry about someone rushing over when you take a bath next time/some girl’s house bumps into you while taking a bath.

I have to admit that even if she is as stubborn as Lian Wuxia and as rebellious as a man, she is defeated by this strange but extremely strong sense of fate.

"Are you finished?" Yijian Fengchan asked again.

Lian Wuxia nodded understandingly, seeing that the other party had put the sword on his back, and was already walking out first, he paused, and followed suit.

When the evil master finally digested what happened just now, he had to admit that he, who was originally the central figure in the incident, was forgotten by the two of them.Not only that, but the person who came to find fault with him also blatantly and undisguisedly seduced a beautiful girl in front of his face?Just two sentences?

Is the progress of young people so fast these days?Is it because the world is changing too fast, or are people too old to keep up with the trend?

...Almost forgot that the youngest of the two was also two hundred years older than him.

So it's not that he's old, it's that he's too young.

This realization is so fucking aggrieved—strange, who put a letter on the weapon rack?

The evil master "teared" the letter open, and saw that there was a messenger talisman inside, and a note was attached, which said, "The grace of giving the sheath, I am deeply grateful. The disaster of the holy sword has disappeared, and there is still a sword One knife, if you come to provoke a quarrel in the future, please use this talisman to inform the news", and the inscription is "practicing longevity".

The evil alchemist only felt that he was really unlucky recently.Giving in to the indescribably secret but irresistible desire to cast a sheath against a woman who can't use a sword at all, he himself has been haunting him for more than ten days, and today he was killed by the former bitter master, and his life was ruined. Not to mention the threat, I was once a junior for two guys who looked so young, and in the end, I was blindly ignored by the two people who saw it right for no reason-it was a relationship between life and death. Double negation of existence value.

As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't stop his anger from his heart to his gallbladder, and he rubbed it hard, and the messenger talisman and the note were all buried in the furnace: "What do you mean 'There is still a sword and a knife'? I am an evil master Your luck is not so bad!"

On the Xieyang ancient road, Yijian Fengchan ran with all his strength, leaving countless afterimages behind him, as if he had reached the realm of lightness kung fu.On the other side, Lian Wuxia always kept a distance of three feet behind him, unhurried, carefree and carefree - riding on Qingya.

One is riding a horse easily, and the other can only take the No. 11 bus. Therefore, when Yijian Fengchan took a break in the middle, watching Lian Wuxia combing Qingya's fur with downcast eyes, he deeply felt a certain kind of fame. Something for "differential treatment".And when he mentioned differential treatment, he couldn't help but think of his poor murderer who was stuck in the scabbard for ten years without seeing the light of day, and Lian Wuxia's buy one get one free yin and yang double scabbard...

The sense of differential treatment suddenly became more apparent.

"Why did the evil master agree to scabbard your sword?" He couldn't help asking under depression.

"I sent him the newly prepared medicine." Lian Wuxia looked back at him.

"It's just medicine?" Yijian Fengchan felt even more depressed, "I even robbed the Eighteen Villages in the Northern Territory to collect enough [-] taels of gold as a reward. 'The trick - he sealed my sword!"

Lian Wuxia showed a slight sympathy when he heard the words: "Evil Alchemist probably..."

"Probably what?" Hearing that she hesitated to speak, Yi Jian Feng Chan asked immediately.

Lian Wuxia did not speak.She was just guessing, after all... Yijian Fengchan's hairstyle will always poke the unspeakable pain in the heart of certain middle-aged men with a certain hairstyle.She could imagine how the evil master made a scabbard for Sha Jie and sneered ferociously - dare to take care of your hair just like Lao Tzu when he was young, right?

Tell you to play cool!

Call you non-mainstream!

Call you wild and have personality!

Tell you to be unrestrained and love freedom!

Wait until you are as smart as I am in the future, and then look back to see if you are beautiful or not!

snort!

I almost forgot to mention that what Lian Wuxia gave to the evil alchemist as a reward was the newly developed Polygonum multiflorum gentian hair growth agent, and it is now in the third course of treatment, and the effect is quite good.

The author has something to say: This chapter is a bit too OOC, ahem

By the way, have any fellow Taoists read the organization voting on the official website?My Great Demon Realm has been dismantled into one, two, three, and four halls, and each hall has only a few dozen votes. It seems really sad.