Immortal Path to Heaven Chapter 1025: Negative box and away

　　 has reached early summer, and the flowers are in full bloom. The Jiang family's location is superior, and the land is rich, even in the big market, it has the meaning of blooming flowers.

　　 There was a faint fragrance of flowers in the air, and Ouyang Ming opened and closed his eyes, and a blue breath blew out of his mouth. The courtyard fell silent, and then the gusty wind blew up on the ground, rolling up countless sand and gravel, his eyes shone brightly, and he smiled lightly: "A collision with Dong Chenyu makes my aura more round and transparent. Without impurities, this kind of life and death understanding of life and death under high pressure is the most rare."

　　 The same is true of the facts. When you are about to die, your potential will explode, and the probability of breakthrough is much greater than that of practicing step by step.

　　 At this moment, an old man walked slowly along the sandalwood trail. He was introverted, carrying a worn-out sword case, but if you observe carefully, you can faintly perceive a subtle and pure. Extreme sword intent.

　　 "Senior Ho." Ouyang Ming thought about it for a while, took the initiative to greet him, and said with a smile.

　　 "I heard that Xiaoman doesn't want to go with you?" He Jian's eyes narrowed, and he looked at Ouyang Ming deeply. He is a straight-headed man, so he can ask what he has, there are not so many bends.

　　 Ouyang Ming nodded, touched his nose lightly, gave a wry smile, and said: "Xiaoman said, there is a grandfather's breath in Daxu, he doesn't want to leave. Moreover, he wants to take back the things that belong to him."

　　He Jian’s face was engraved with the traces of the years, and there were thousands of gully. He gently exhaled a sigh of breath, and said in a deep voice: "Little man is very talented, he is used to too many people’s warmth and coldness, and the world is cold. In terms of people, this was originally a good thing, the heart has been cultivated, and the Tao can be expected. But the bad thing is that he is too stubborn and has no lack of scheming skills. Belief and execution are the best choices, but If you can't control the hostility in your heart, Daxu will have a catastrophe, and..." He paused, with a strange color in his eyes, looking at Ouyang Ming scorchingly.

　　 Ouyang Ming's face was calm, and he gestured with his eyes to continue.

　　 "Also, if you are not there, no one can control him." He Jian said.

　　 "No, although he is stubborn and accepts death. But he still listens to what you say." Ouyang Ming retorted.

　　He Jian sighed heavily without speaking.

　　 The yard suddenly fell silent, both of them frowned closely, and they had their own thoughts in their hearts.

　　 After a while, Ouyang Ming bowed heavily to He Jian, and said with a serious face: "Senior He, after I'm gone, Xiao Man will leave it to you."

　　 It has been a long time since he entered the Daxu, it is time to leave. Although he hasn't figured out how the Daxu was formed, he also has his own guesses in his heart, but he is not sure. He has benefited a lot from this long journey, and he will become greedy if he stays any longer. Of course, the most important thing is that he misses Ni Yinghong, Bai Shixue, Wu Hanning, and Old Master.

　　 Although the world in the Daxu worries him, what really worries him and can never give up is the past.

　　 Set up Xiaoman, and when the kindness is paid off, he will float away.

　　 He Jian looked awkward when he heard this.

　　 took off the sword case on his back, rubbed his fingers lightly, made a rustle, sighed, and said, "Brother Yu, you know, there are six long swords in this case, but now there are only three. Hilt. I want to take the other three-handed sword back and store it in An Jingyun for hundreds of years. After a long time, people will be laughed at. When I get older, I am afraid that others will pierce the backbone."

　　 Ouyang Ming nodded his head to express his understanding, and smiled and said, "Although An Jingyun is a veteran, he can't stop you with a sword."

　　He Jian didn’t know how to interface. After a while, he shook his head: "There is no way to say anything in this world. The way of heaven is constant but everything is impermanent."

　　 Ouyang Ming heard it out. He didn't want to look after Xiao Man, but he was afraid that he would never go back.

　　He Jian is comprehensive in everything and is very responsible. He can't tolerate any sand in his eyes. He is afraid that he will not be able to do it after he promises. This is Xiaoman irresponsible.

　　 Ouyang Ming was also a little helpless, so he could only retreat and solemnly said: "Senior Ho, wait until you retrieve the long sword in the box, then..."

　　 Before he finished speaking, He Jian picked up the sword case, nodded his head, and made a promise.

　　 Ouyang Ming was relieved, and the topic of conversation was a little lighter.

　　 "Last time you said, buy me a drink, is it time?" He Jian blinked and said softly.

　　 "Walk, enter the house and drink." Ouyang Ming patted his head and pulled He Jian into the house.

　　 turned the space bag around and finally found a few pots of good wine. With a wave of his hand, they were all placed on the table.

　　 He Jian smiled, grabbed a jug, gurgled, drank it boldly, and he drank a jug of wine in one sip.

　　 Ouyang Ming is quite satisfactory, but every action gives people a different kind of beauty, which seems to be integrated into this world.

　　After three rounds of wine, He Jian spit out a sigh of alcohol, without any nostalgia, and walked along the sandalwood trail through the tightly guarded place to before Jiang Xiaoxu's study.

　　 But this time compared with the last time, both the state of mind and the cultivation level are completely different. Unknowingly, He Jian's life trajectory has undergone tremendous changes, all because of Ouyang Ming.

　　"Come?" Although the words spoken were the same as the last time, it came out from the study with a sigh of emotion that was not easily detectable.

　　 "Here," He Jian replied.

　　 "Then come and have a drink at the bar, you know, I have a lot of good wine hidden here, but others come, I still can't bear to take it out." Jiang Xiaoxu replied, and said, he didn't see any actions, the study door "squeaked" It opened with a bang, and it was the same in fact. Not to mention the number of people who come here to drink, the entire Jiang family does not exceed two palms.

　　 "I drank it just now, let's forget it this time." He replied, stepped on a step, and walked in slowly.

　　 There is not much change in the study, the lights are dim, reflecting on the face, it seems to be a little more mysterious and ancient. A picture of a lady hung on the wall, with a graceful posture, looking up at the sky, but his brows were deeply frowned, thinking about something.

　　 The two sat similar, the wick made a sizzling sound, and the flame shook. The silhouettes of the two of them were stretched very long by the flame and reflected on the door of the room. As the fire swayed, Jiang Xiaoxu asked again: "Really don't drink?"

　　He Jian lifted the shoulder strap, the sword case shook, and he shook his head lightly, speaking slowly: "No, drinking too much alcohol can easily lead to bad things."

　　 Jiang Xiaoxu nodded, and asked casually: "Is this time to say goodbye?"

　　"This is just one of the reasons." He Jian replied looking at the candlelight on the table.

　　 "Understood, there is one more, do you want me to take care of Xiaoman for you?" Jiang Xiaoxu, an old man with a demon-like mind, took the initiative to say it. He knew what He Jian was, so he could guess it naturally.

　　 "Well, after all, the other party is also a venerable one, so you still have to be prepared for failure. Moreover, this time, regardless of superiors or superiors, only life and death." Even so, He Jian's face was still flat, like a piece of old. Bark.

　　 Jiang Xiaoxu didn't think, got up and added a little oil to the lamp, nodded and said okay.

　　 got this promise, and the smile on He Jian's face grew a little bit more. He had a faint feeling that this trip would not go too smoothly. Therefore, he would be so cautious.

　　 has cultivated to the point of being a venerable person, and the premonition in his mind is like a god-given, extremely accurate.

　　 Jiang Xiaoxu hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Master Yu is leaving?"

　　 "Well, the people of the trial are just passers-by in the ruins." He Jian felt a touch of sentimentality in his heart as he said this.

　　 Jiang Xiaoxu also sighed. Although he had expected it in his heart, he was still a little disappointed when he heard the news.

　　 During this period of time, rumors about Yu Tianrui have been echoing in his ears.

　　 Of course, the focus of his attention is not Ouyang Ming's cultivation base, but the breakthrough of He Jian to the Supreme, which is bound to be related to him. Although I don't know what can make people survive the catastrophe, it doesn't matter.

　　 As long as the Jiang family can get the friendship of Ouyang Ming, how many venerables can be added? If luck is better, even if it is to integrate the forces of the Daxu human race, it is not impossible.

　　 "I have said what should be said, I have to go." He Jian shook the box and said softly.

　　 Jiang Xiaoxu sat still, silent, and did not show off.

　　He Jian didn't care. He stepped up and down, and every step he stepped on the sandalwood, carrying the sword box, and heading away.

　　 Looking at the back of He Jian away, Jiang Xiaoxu laughed, and sighed softly: "This kind of little thing is worth a trip by yourself. You are the Venerable now." Speaking of this, his eyes also showed solemnity. Lulu thoughtfully, since Yu Tianrui can't be left, it's not bad to be able to form a good bond with Xiaoman. As long as the incense continues, he will not refuse to look at the face of the monk and the face of the Buddha.

　　 Besides, looking at He Jian's appearance, he also intends to treat Xiao Man as a man of inheritance, no matter how stable he is.

　　 In the evening, He Jian left silently.

　　 Ouyang Ming sent ten miles, He Jian paused, turned his head, grinned, and said: "Okay, let's get here, if you send it away, it will be far away."

　　 "Be careful on the road." Ouyang Ming said, raising his chin.

　　 He Jian scolded and said: "I didn't expect you to have such a hypocritical side~IndoMTL.com~ just take the sword, it makes it the same as life and death."

　　 Ouyang Ming was not angry, he patted He Jian on the shoulder, and said with emotion: "It's not hypocritical, just thinking about when I don't know when I can meet each other in the future, a bit reluctant."

　　 "Is it not hypocritical?" He Jian asked.

　　 Ouyang Ming: "..."

　　He Jian's eyes condensed, and then he said: "Don't worry, my old bone has just stepped into the Venerable within a few days, and it won't die easily."

　　 "Treasure." Ouyang Ming's voice was low.

　　 "Well, let's go." He Jian waved his hand.

　　He is dressed in linen, with a carving knife hidden in his sleeve, and a worn-out sword case on his back. His hair is messy, and he walks slowly in the sunset.

　　's back view is neither bleak nor vicissitudes. The steps are very light, but every step of the way gives people a sense of sound and sound.

　　 In the afterglow of the morning sun, He Jian gradually disappeared.

　　 On this day, the Sword God was left behind.

　　Ouyangming didn't look back until his back was completely dissipated.

　　 shook his head and sighed: "There is no permanent banquet in the world..." After sighing, his figure was free and easy, and he walked towards Jiang's house. He paved the way with Xiaoman, at least to make him walk easier. ...

　　

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