Talk about the world of mortals in detail

Of course, Yan Bo didn't have any habit of tormenting people. The dozen or so people bound by the current only struggled for a while before they all fainted, and all the water on their bodies dispersed.

At this time, Yuan Zhaoning also walked out of the room, and was startled when he saw the people lying on the ground outside.

"Oh, why are there so many people here in this barren mountain? They all carry weapons with evil intentions!"

Yan Bo shook his head and looked at the tree over there.

"It's up to them both."

As soon as these words came out, the two people in the tree who were still in shock immediately came to their senses, but it was only natural that such a fairy would find them.

Lin Xianjie and Yang Binghong jumped down from the tree one after another. The former didn't care that being shirtless and barefoot might look rude, so he quickly stepped forward with excitement, and hurriedly bowed to him as he arrived in front of the house.

"Unacademic scholar Lin Xianjie pays homage to the Immortal!"

"Uh, I'm going to visit Yang Binghong and pay my respects to the Immortal!"

Yang Binghong also hurriedly saluted, although when he looked at the Confucian scholar in front of him, it was difficult to associate with the word "immortal". Is this an immortal? From a close distance, he seemed to be no different from a mortal!

"Immortal chief? Hehehe."

Yan Bo smiled. He had not come into contact with many people in the immortal world. In his mind, perhaps only people like Mr. Yi were worthy of the term "immortal leader".

"Don't talk about immortals, Yan is just a man who lives in the mountains and plants trees and flowers! There is no need to pay such a big gift, just get up and talk."

With that said, Yan Bo turned around and walked into the house.

When Lin Xianjie and Yang Binghong raised their heads, there was only an old man looking at them curiously at the door, and the two of them naturally looked at him nervously.

Yuan Zhaoning smiled.

"It's cold outside. Let's go inside and talk. We've brewed tea inside, which will help get rid of the cold and dampness!"

Lin Xianjie's face showed some excitement again, and he looked at Yang Binghong next to him.

"Thank you so much, Immortal!"

Yuan Zhaoning became even more happy when he heard this, but he still waved his hands.

"Hey, I'm not a fairy. I just take care of the flowers for Mr. Yan. Come in."

I have to say that he has been in good health these days. When he heard Lin Xianjie's name, the old man, like Ming Jing, immediately surmised that he should be a descendant of the Lin family, and his relationship with Mr. Yan could be considered close.

Yuan Zhaoning entered the house first. The two people outside hesitated and looked at the dozen or so people lying outside.

Yang Binghong had murderous intentions in his heart, but in the end he and Lin Xianjie walked up the wooden steps. After all, it was obvious which of the matters was more serious.

Yan Bo had already sat down in the room. When the two of them entered the room, he swept his sleeves and a breeze suddenly blew.

The two people's originally wet pants seemed to have been peeled off a layer of water, and they became dry in an instant. Then before the two of them could react, Yan Bo hooked his fingers and stood on the tree far away. Clothes, boots and socks also flew one after another and landed on the two of them.

Of course, all laundry has been dried.

Yang Binghong felt as if there was an electric current running through his body, and the hairs on his body stood up slightly. At this moment, he was extremely shocked.

This kind of miraculous and effortless method shocked Yang Binghong even more than the dozen people he had just subdued. Perhaps it was only now that he truly understood his brother's feelings.

Really divine!

Needless to say, Lin Xianjie was very excited.

"Did the Immortal come down to earth to end this chaotic situation?"

Yan Bo looked at the descendants of this junior brother and couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

"Everything has its own spirit. Even the gods and the earth, at most, they maintain the vicissitudes of nature. In this troubled world, the spirit changes, and the good and evil in the world, as well as the right and wrong path of peace, may not be unified. For a person like me, it is too complicated. "

"The cause I see may not be the main cause, and the effect I expect may not be the real effect. It would be simpler to grow flowers. Let the rise and fall of the world be decided by the world itself!"

It is because he is facing the descendants of Lin Shuzheng that Yan Bo said so much. He considers himself to be shallow, not to mention that the cultivation of immortality should be far away from the dynasty. Even if he really wants to do something, can it be guaranteed that it will be right?

Maybe you think you can conquer the world by helping someone, but you may also end up even more miserable.

There are people who kill countless people across the battlefield, and may even slaughter cities and wipe out families. They can be punished for their superficial ability to distinguish between good and evil, but what if the other person is the one with great talent and strategy who can stabilize the world? Chaos and peace, good and evil may not be unified at this time.

Therefore, Yan Bo said that his teachings were too shallow and worldly affairs were too complicated.

However, it was obvious that Lin Xianjie did not understand these words and was just thinking with his brows furrowed. On the contrary, Yang Binghong beside him was also thoughtful while putting on his clothes.

Some of the words this immortal said were actually somewhat similar to what Master Feng said.

Yang Binghong couldn't understand it in the temple before, but after being kicked out of Daqiu Temple by his master and going through all kinds of things afterwards, he now has a special feeling when he listens to it again.

Yan Bo looked at the two and smiled, not expecting them to understand immediately.

"Sit down, there is still rice in the pot, and there are dishes on the table. You have been tired all night, and you must be hungry. Eat and take a rest. This room and my uncle have already cleaned up. The room outside There are also beds. If you have any questions, you can tell Uncle Yuan. Let’s wait until tomorrow for the rest!”

After saying this, Yan Bo walked to his room, entered the room and closed the door.

Yang Binghong and Lin Xianjie hesitated and did not dare to call each other out.

"Hehehe, okay, Mr. Yan has gone to rest. Don't be nervous. Eat something. Sit down. Sit down. I'll serve you some food."

"Uh, don't dare, I'll do it myself!" "Yes, me too! I can do it myself!"

Yuan Zhaoning did not force himself and allowed the two of them to go to the small earthen stove to serve the meal.

"Okay, this is your home, Mr. Lin."

The old man's words made the two of them pause slightly, apparently realizing that the immortal knew their identities.

——

Outside the Diaojiaolou, Bai He, Big Toad King and others have arrived at the location of the three tombs.

The Big Toad King looked at the faint lights in the distance and said with a smile.

"Yan Bo's Taoism may be average, but what he says makes sense. His future practice is limitless. Brother He came to see him on behalf of Mr. Yi, right?"

You said so, so of course it is.

Bai He opened his mouth slightly.

"Of course! This person was resurrected from the immortal lotus seeds, so naturally he is somewhat extraordinary!"

Yaci and others were slightly surprised, but the former couldn't help but say it now.

"What if someone really wants to control the world despite the disdain of the world?"

The Toad King smiled.

"Heavenly Tribulation will teach him how to practice!"

Bai He also glanced at Ya Ci and said calmly.

"Even if there really is someone, such as a god or an immortal, who realizes that he can control everything, and even risks violating the laws of heaven and the taboos of cultivation to control the world, then based on He's understanding of human nature, sooner or later he will destroy the gods. "Zhu Xian!"

"Fellow Daoist He has such a mundane temperament, yet he understands human nature so well?"

Yaci couldn't help but ask this question. This Baihe had been unfazed since they met. Seeing that he, a real dragon, didn't have any big fluctuations in his aura, how could he actually say such things as human nature?

The Toad King was happy and patted Ya Ci's arm.

"My virtuous son-in-law, cranes should not be judged by their appearance. Brother He was the crane who protected the country of Dayan back then. Dayan was born and died, and the world has undergone many changes over the years. His understanding of human nature is far better than that of you and me!"

"Brother Toad, thank you!"

As he spoke, Bai He raised his neck slightly, raised his body slightly, and spread his wings downwards. Every part of his body changed at this moment, and he transformed into a man in white in an instant.

The outline of the man's face is softer, but his eyes are sharper. His eyebrows are slightly longer than ordinary people, and they have a small curve on both sides. His forehead is a little red and very bright. He is a crane transformed into a human body!

At this moment, there was still not much demonic energy leaking out, which made Yaci's eyes light up.

He Yunqiao glanced at the tombstone beside him.

"I still remember that Brother Toad and I were fighting here in Leshan, and the catastrophe followed. It can be said that the sky was dark and the earth was dark!"

"Hahahahahaha, why don't you remember, that was our first fight. The young Qianyuan Fenghuo Immortal was also nearby at that time, which made me a little bit cautious, otherwise you would not be my opponent!"

boast

This is the common thought of Hui Mian, who is hiding, and Chan Qin, the beloved daughter of the Toad King.

The Toad King also looked at the tombstone.

"The Imperial Master of Dayan was also attracted at that time. Oh, let's not mention it. I almost went astray back then. I have to thank you."

As he spoke, a wisp of breeze blew by, and everyone had disappeared. When they reappeared, they were at the top of the mountain above. The mountain road only passed through the mountainside, so it was more convenient to see from here.

——

In the room below, Lin Xianjie and Yang Binghong went from being slightly reserved at first to completely letting go in just a short while. They devoured two simple dishes with rice, and even the crispy rice was eaten clean in the end. .

After the meal, the tea poured into his stomach, and heat flowed to his whole body. The wounds on his body also itched, and then fatigue hit him.

Especially Yang Binghong, there seems to be a smell of alcohol and other smells in his body that are aroused by the power of tea——

In the middle of the night, the mountains and forests were quiet, and more than a dozen people lying outside the stilted building woke up one after another. Naturally, the first person to wake up was the leader with the highest martial arts skills.

The leader shuddered and opened his eyes, and someone beside him also woke up.

"Ho" "Warlock." "Rao"

"Shhh"

The leader comforted the first few people who woke up, and then went to shake the others. Everyone gradually woke up, but they all looked at the Diaojiaolou with fear.

At this moment, the lights in the stilt building have been extinguished. I don't know if the people have left or are resting, but the people outside obviously don't dare to attack again.

"The sorcerer inside is very powerful in sorcery. He must be a remnant of Bai Yu Dao." "Yes, I heard that Master Han could extract human bones and blood back then."

"Let's go. It's not a good place to stay for a long time. Let's go quickly."

"Oh, give me a hand."

More than a dozen people stood up and staggered. They were frightened and just wanted to escape. They ran out unsteadily. The panic inevitably made some noise, but when they saw that there was no movement in the Diaojiaolou, they breathed a sigh of relief and hurried out. run.

But this noise made Yang Binghong, who had been sleeping for a while, open his eyes.

Someone! No, it’s those people outside who are awake!

Yang Binghong sat up immediately and quickly got out of bed and walked to Lin Xianjie's bed to shake him, but the latter was sleeping deeply and could not wake up at all.

Yang Binghong looked uncertain. Listening to the noise, it seems that these people outside are leaving?

If they were allowed to leave, there would be endless troubles, but the immortal had let them go before, right? Moreover, my martial arts and physical condition are also

Just as he was thinking about it, Yang Binghong was shocked again. Why did his internal injuries seem to be healed?

And once the internal force is activated, the level of richness is at least one level higher than before!

At this time, Yang Binghong frowned, listening to the movement outside, his thoughts were running rapidly, and finally he thought of what the immortal said before, yes, this is a human matter!

With this thought, Yang Binghong quietly went out and climbed out of the window. Before, others were chasing him, but now it was his turn to chase them.

Looking at the messy footprints on the ground, and then at the weapons left behind by those people in a hurry, a smile appeared on Yang Binghong's face, and he picked up a long gun and a knife. Very good!

The nights in Heleshan are always quiet, but occasionally there are some calls from the mountains and swamps, which startle the night birds and make the white cranes in the wetlands occasionally look into the distance.

About half an hour later, Yang Binghong climbed through the window and returned to the stilted building, but he was stunned as soon as he entered.

Yan Bo was standing in the room with only some moonlight shining in. His expression was calm and a little solemn, looking at the nervous Yang Binghong, as well as the blood stains on his clothes and the evil resentment and residual murderous intent on his body.

After a long time, Yan Bo shook his head and walked back to his room, which also made Yang Binghong relieved.

Although he left, Yan Bo was still thinking about Yang Binghong. Looking at his energy at this moment, it was different from when he first arrived, or the hidden feeling was more obvious.

This person must be a generational hero, or...