The huge stone platform, on the top of the windy mountain, the black pine smells the fragrance of the bluestone, the bluestone suddenly cools down, a winding stream divides the stone platform into two halves, the north is a black bamboo quiet room, and the south is a white bamboo quiet room, quiet

The ground stood opposite each other, and the old man sitting alone on the cliff shook his dust all over his body at this moment, jumping like a crane, and a distance of more than ten feet, he came in one step, and stood gently and skillfully in front of him.

Mo Zhi looked at the old man in front of him and saw that the man was very tall and wore a wide and large black robe, revealing his thick and tidy skin a few inches on his chest. He was wearing a long and scattered hair, and his hair was all black and shiny.

I can't tell my true age, my eyebrows are pretty and lively, just like a young man, but because of my age, there are some spots on my face. He shook his sleeves and laughed: "Boy, it's really rare for you to get here."

Now."

Mo Zhi curled his lips and smiled, "What's the difficulty? It's just some mountain roads."

The old man turned around with his hands behind his back. When he turned around, a gust of wind scattered everywhere, which made the ink suffocate his chest. Xuan Ji's acupoint was suddenly under force. Xuan Ji's acupoint was originally the place where the skill of Yi Xin Zhi started, but he suddenly got this

As the wind swayed, his chest felt stuffy. He knew that the old man in front of him had such power as turning around and swinging the wind, and his power must be free to be restrained and relaxed, and he rushed to the state of immeasurableness. He couldn't help but feel a trembling heart.

But the old man looked back at him and said lightly: "I'm not talking about you who can cross mountains and rivers to come here. I'm talking about your situation. It's better to have a few cups of tea with me first.

.”

The old man flicked his sleeves and lifted them uprightly on Mo Zhi's vest. Mo Zhi felt an unknown soft force surrounding his body, and he couldn't even lift up his internal force to fight, as if the whole body's qi and veins were all in this moment.

The old man took it for himself, and he couldn't help but move his legs and walked forward with the old man.

Before the two came to a clear stream in the middle of the stone platform, there was a wooden table and chair, which was mounted on the stream. Ink Zhi looked at the wooden table, rosy and shiny, dark black light, and the wood grain was like a dragon and a snake.

Yao Jiao turned over. Even if he saw his father's wards and consigned various precious objects since he was a child, he would never see such exquisite things. He couldn't help but say, "This case should have been around for a hundred years."

The old man smiled slightly, but did not answer. He sat directly in the north head, signaled Mo Zhi to sit down, poured two cups of tea on his own, and said, "Drinking a cup of hot tea, we usually do not have foreign visitors, so we only prepare the

After two cups, if you don’t dislike it, use this one.”

Mo Zhi saw that this utensil was very strange. Ordinary people drank tea, either sand teapot or iron teapot, but the teapot tea cup in front of him was half black and half white, neither sand nor stone, neither gold nor jade, and could not see at all.

The texture is made, and the two cups are also completely black and the other is completely white. At this moment, the pure white cup is pushed in front of you.

Mo Zhi took the tea cup in the palm of his hand. The tea water in the cup was as clear as amber, and a quiet fragrance refreshed the heart. He had not been good at tea wine in his life, so the sweet and beautiful tea fragrance was nothing unusual when he smelled it. When he looked at it,

The old man said, "My tea is very precious. If you don't drink it, don't waste it."

Mo Zhixiao said, "How dare I? I just don't understand the fragrance of tea, I'm afraid that the cow drink will delay Qiao Ying's cup."

When the old man heard this, he laughed and said, "You doll is interesting, but I am afraid that my old man will poison you if he wants to harm you?"

Mo Zhi shook his head when he heard this, and said, "What can I be afraid of? It's just a cup of tea. Even if it's poisonous, I'm not afraid of it."

The old man nodded and said, "That's right, you won't live long anyway."

Mo Zhi suddenly heard this statement and his mood suddenly sank. His eyes suddenly lost their spirits. The old man leaned closer to look at him and said, "I didn't expect you to look at him as unrestrained, rogue-free, but you are really afraid of death."

Mo Zhi smiled bitterly and said, "How many people are not afraid of death in a lifetime? I don't talk about life and death on weekdays, not because I am not afraid, but because I am too afraid. My life is concerned about too much effort, and I often think about it.

If I die, there will be no one in the world, and it will be completely harmless to the world. But I am very sad for the people I care about and those who are thinking about me. If it were not, how much will it be if I die.

How scared?"

After hearing this, the old man in black nodded and sighed: "That's right, it's really boring to live for a lifetime, but this concern for people's hearts will never forget. Why can you "live" and "?

And if you can clearly distinguish life, it will be difficult for you."

Mo Zhi suddenly smiled and drank the tea in one go.

"Whoever is afraid of life and death for a time, love and hate are divided."

Mo Zhi looked back and saw an old man walking slowly out of the white bamboo quiet room. The old man was wearing a white robe and light shirt, his hair and beard were all like silver cranes, and his eyes were pure like a spring water.

The top is full of a look of a childish face. The poem just now was written by the old man in white.

"I took a short nap for half a day, but I don't want to have a distinguished guest."

The old man in white picked up a bluestone stone foundation. With a stretch of wrist force, the stone foundation fell lightly to Mo Zhi without making any sound. The old man in white walked slowly, walked across the stream, and sat upright.

"You have crossed the line with two mouths." The old man in black suddenly shouted, "The south of the stream is your territory. Didn't you say you will never come here in this life?"

The old man in white said back and said, "Don't you hear that the world is empty, gains and losses are the same, why should you ask about good or bad luck when you move and stillness? "How long have you been staying here for so long? Why can't you understand these many mystery? No wonder you have the heart.

The grudge, you two people are always holding me back."

Mo Zhi listened to the two of them talking interestingly. The old man in black called the old man in white "two mouths", and the old man in white called the old man in black "two more", but I'm afraid that no one in the world would have such a strange name.

, He could not help but laugh out loud in his eyes.

"Look, this guy is laughing at us two old guys!"

The old man in black grabbed the teacup and drank it all. However, although the two of them quarreled like naughty children, they were not angry at all. It seems that they have been with each other for a long time and have long been accustomed to quarrels between each other.

Mo Zhi quickly said, "I'm not laughing at you, I'm just envious when I see the two seniors."

The old man in white looked at Mo Zhi and asked, "Boy, who is your master?"

Mo Zhi was stunned by his question, and had no way to answer for a moment. While he was hesitating, the old man in white said again: "I'm asking, who is the one who teaches you in Yuxuan Sect? The two kung fu next to you

I don't have the heart to ask."

Mo Zhi thought for a moment and said, "I am in the sect, Master Yong Shaoyu from Xuanyue Peak passed on me to the magical power of Xixia."

The old man in white held his head and thought for a while before he said, "Some impression is that it is that child. I couldn't see that he has become the first peak now." The old man in black smiled awkwardly, "Your way."

The strange sect always has various prejudices, saying that people practice martial arts and morals, and that they are self-reliant. They ask me to say that no matter how good the seedlings are, they will be destroyed by your sect."

The old man in white glanced at him, but did not refute, but sighed alone: ​​"I was speaking biased back then, but I was afraid that I would fall into the future. The boy named Chen was a little bit like a breaking the formation. Unfortunately, What a pity."

Mo Zhiting seemed to have insight into the world. He did not speak a word or did not use his skills. These two people could see their master's teachings, and even knew that they still had two internal skills in their bodies. They had long admired them. Now they listened again. I have to mention a boy named Chen, and I feel even more curious and can't help but ask: "The two boys named Chen..."

The old man in black said with a smile in his eyebrows and eyes, "Of course it's your other master. That boy is really a good person. He is not limited to the difference between sects and does not stick to the thoughts of righteousness and demons, but he is just about the emperor. Xuanzong is too obsessed with it, and sooner or later he will fall into the heart formation. It is really difficult to see all kinds of people in the world."

Mo Zhi sighed: "Uncle Mu Chuan is a casual and unrestrained person. He always cared about the matter of breaking out of the school back then. He always felt that what he did at the time was not tolerated by the sect. Although I don't know the whole picture of his old past, It would be great if one day it could help him break this knot."

The old man in white looked at the boy in front of him with a happy expression and said, "You have mixed breaths in your body, and your life is still there, and you are still thinking about others?"

Mo Zhi said at this moment, and he was calm: "There is no one in the world to cure my injuries. He said he needed to find a medical prescription in the Hanye Valley, but I no longer thought about success. I always stayed obsessed with it in my heart and was disappointed. I was even more heartbroken. Since I was not born, why should I seek trouble yourself?"

The old man in white nodded and said, "The world is impermanent, how can there be a certain number? It is also an opportunity for you to find this place. For hundreds of millions of people in the world, you only have this fate. However, life and death are all things that need to be fought for."

Mo Zhi said, "This is natural. Although I don't have hope, I must not be depressed. Otherwise, wouldn't I really be disappointed if I am worried about it?"

The old man in black smiled and said, "This kid is interesting. I have been fishing for so many years. This kid is really interesting. The time of life and death, the heart of freedom and attachment is really complicated by human hearts."

Mo Zhi bowed and asked, "The two are both senior masters, don't know what to call them?"

The old man in white said, "You heard it too. My name is Liang Zhang Mou, and his name is Liang Yu."

Mo Zhi frowned and thought to himself: "How can there be two surnames in this world? I'm afraid that two seniors lived in seclusion for many years and were unwilling to reveal their names again, so they took out two names that were talking nonsense. Come."

The old man in black poured another cup of tea and suddenly asked, "Boy, what do you think of the righteous way of the devil?"

Mo Zhi heard the word "demonic way", but suddenly remembered that in the wild sand in the northwest, Kuiling Village moved eastward, and encountered Beihuan chasing. Blood crows were coming. It was Sun Qingyan who summoned the demons in one fell swoop. Caicheng guards the people from the border, and now the northwest border is gradually becoming more stable, but he doesn't know when he will meet Sun Qingyan again. Whether he can meet again for the rest of his life, he can't help but feel sad.

"I think that there is no distinction between the martial arts in the world, but the one who divides the martial arts into the right and the demons is the evil one of the true and the evil ones."
Chapter completed!