The Lord who use immortals as food

"If you want to go to Shenjing, I'm afraid it won't be until September." Yue Muzhou said.

"Yes, there will be a competition next month -" Pei Ye stumbled. He was now a little sensitive to words involving the future. "There is a golden autumn martial arts competition in Zhoucheng. I want to check it out first."

But Yue Muzhou didn't think it was anything. He said gently: "Don't be too ambitious. You have just started practicing, so it is normal for you not to get a ranking."

"Um."

"After arriving in Shenjing, do you know what is most important?"

"ability."

"backing."

"...It's not like this thing exists." Pei Ye said.

Yue Muzhou sighed, "When you go back later, you go back to our yard, go under my bed and take out the small box."

"The one with two pieces of jade?"

"Yes." Yue Muzhou said, "Today I will tell you what it is used for - it is in the shape of a blue bird. Take it to the Shenjing Xiuwen Museum and pay a visit to the owner. That will be your support in the future in Shenjing."

"Where's the white one?"

"The white one..." Yue Muzhou was silent for a moment, "The white one is life-saving. It can be used whether you go to Shenjing or not. If there is something really critical, you can use it to meet the Taoist leader of Shenxiao Sect. ."

"Shenxiao...that Shenxiao from the Dao Qi family?"

"Yes, but if it's not necessary, just forget about this piece of jade."

Pei Ye was stunned for a moment - Yan Feiqing was a close disciple of Qingwei Taoism, and Qingwei Sect was another of the seven Taoist schools.

This is definitely a big shot, but on second thought, it is not unusual to meet such a person with the old man's previous status.

But after so many years, can this friendship still remain like this jade?

Pei Ye responded.

The two were silent for a while, and Pei Ye put his hands on the old man's shoulders.

"If you want to act happily in life and feel comfortable in your heart, you won't be able to accomplish great things, and you will hardly end up with a good ending. If you want to achieve great things, you must be able to bear the burden. Someone once said that I am conceited and self-righteous, and there is indeed some truth in that. "The old man said softly, "You are a little like me, but fortunately, you are only a little like me. When you go to Shenjing, remember that when the snake is not the dragon, you must take shelter."

"You said two days ago that there are no ravines in front of a tiger."

"Haha." The old man chuckled, "Didn't you plan that in a month or two, I would be on top of you? Of course you can be a carefree young tiger."

"..."

"Do you now understand why 'backer' is the most important?" The old man chuckled.

Pei Ye's nose was a little sore and he didn't speak.

The sound of trampling fallen leaves suddenly came from the mountain road behind them. The footsteps were not concealed, so they politely stopped in place after hearing it.

Pei Ye turned around and saw Ming Qitian Chuoran standing behind him.

"Sorry to disturb you." The woman said, "I want to come... take a look at my senior."

"Ming Nuwa, come here." Yue Muzhou said hoarsely, "You said this morning that you would continue to go to the northwest to learn swordsmanship?"

Ming Qitian nodded: "Yes."

Yue Muzhou put his hand on Pei Ye and said, "After I said goodbye to you that day, I went to the northwest to continue my sword tour. I turned around and rushed back immediately after collecting your sword talisman."

Pei Ye turned to look at Ming Qitian, saluted seriously, and said in a low voice: "Thank you for saving me, Miss Ming."

Ming Qitian nodded gently.

"Where do you plan to go?" Yue Muzhou continued to ask.

"Qingmulg Valley, Yijiannan Sect, Tianshan Mountain."

"Good order. Let me recommend another place to you." Yue Muzhou said, "Coming down from the south of Tianshan Mountain, there is a small town more than a hundred miles away. I forgot its name. In short, there is a glacial lake to the south of it, and there are A small sect with a hundred or ten people, if this sect still exists, their swords are worth seeing."

Ming Qitian nodded.

The old man sighed softly: "Your talent in swordsmanship is truly unparalleled. We were just talking about you - are you going to finish your swordsmanship in the northwest? Are you going to the northeast or south?"

"Go south."

"Well, there are more sword gates going south, then east, and finally north. This is how you can complete your quest for swordsmanship in the world, right?"

"Um."

"After such a round, it's just in time for next year's Feather Scale Trial - do you want to participate?" the old man said.

"I want to participate," Ming Qitian said, "My master said that we will use this Feather Scale Test to test the results of this Sword Questioning World."

"Well, what does it mean to be qualified?"

"First."

"Hahahaha." Yue Muzhou closed his eyes and smiled, as if recalling a certain time, "Yes, of course you are the first. But... you are too young."

The old man shook his head gently: "What a unique person."

Ming Qitian said: "I'm here to thank senior for returning that sword to Yunlang Mountain. This sword may be very important to Yunlang Mountain."

Yue Muzhou smiled: "It belongs to you. Besides, I also asked you for help, didn't I?"

The old man motioned to Pei Ye.

"Senior also saved my life." Ming Qitian shook her head and handed over a jade bottle, "I also have a pill that may help senior support me for a while. If senior can survive this disaster, may I be willing to come to Yunlang Mountain cultivation?"

"You can keep it for yourself." Yue Muzhou smiled casually, "If you want to thank me, how about you teach Xiaoye for a while?"

Ming Qitian was slightly startled and looked at the young man.

"It just so happens that you are coming back from the Northwest Swordsmanship, and you have to pass nearby when you go south. It should be after September, and he has also finished the Golden Autumn Martial Arts Competition. You can take him south along the way, and then put him in the Shenjing City." Yue Muzhou said, "This child is very talented. I originally intended to take him with me and train him personally in the future, but now he is no longer available, so I ask you to guide him along the way."

Ming Qitian thought: "He can go directly to Yunlang Mountain."

Yue Muzhou smiled and shook his head: "He is going to Shenjing City."

So Ming Qitian nodded slowly: "Okay, I'm not very good at teaching people, but I will try my best."

Yue Muzhou nodded: "Thank you very much. Let's say goodbye, Nvwa. It was a pleasure talking to you about swords this morning. Now, I want to stay alone with Xiaoye for a while."

"Your insights have also benefited the younger generation a lot." Ming Qitian bowed, turned around and walked down the mountain.

There were only two people left on the mountain again.

"Why don't you want to live?" Pei Ye whispered.

"Why don't you want to live?" the old man chuckled in a low voice, "I just don't want to linger."

"Didn't this happen all those years ago?" Pei Ye said with a confused voice.

"No, that's not gasping for breath, that's waiting." Yue Muzhou's voice was still hoarse, but he tried to be soft and said, "Not now, what's the point of hanging on to one's life? After the charcoal has been completely burned, why bother anymore?" I’m reluctant to part with you.”

"Why is it boring? We all live like this. Do you only recognize your cultivation? Without cultivation, you will no longer live?"

"No, Xiaoye." Yue Muzhou raised his hand and put it on the young man's hand, "Cultivation is not that important. Of course I want to watch you and watch you finish the Golden Autumn Martial Arts Competition. But I can't feel at ease after watching this. , I also want to see you go to the martial arts competition in Shenjing, see you enter the Xuanmen and break the sky tower, see you get married and start a career... Everything in the world is as fine as hair, Xiaoxiao, even if you live, how long can you live for, one year, two years? ?No matter when I leave, I will never leave without regrets."

"Besides, I'm not begging for death. It's just that the situation has reached this point and I can't survive." The old man tried his best to raise his head and "look" at the young man. "Why do you have to go through so much trouble? It's the Immortal Platform and Yunlang." Mountain. I’m obsessed with you, and I look like a coward—huh? Isn’t that right, Xiaoye?”

"..."

"If you really can't let go," Yue Muzhou said with difficulty, feeling the slight trembling of his hands on his shoulders, "We can go back and try..."

"...No, no need, just listen...to you."

"Then we won't go back." The old man said relaxedly, stretching his withered hands to his shoulders, "I don't really want to see the Immortal Terrace, let's enjoy the evening breeze."

Pei Ye held it, his hands on the old man's shoulders dropped down, he leaned over and gently wrapped his arms around the old man's neck, and his head hung on the old man's shoulders.

He sobbed, and the warm liquid wet the old man's clothes.