Before the morning light was shining, only a very light blue color spread in the sky, like undried ink seeping on the raw rice paper. The river lies quietly in the mist, and the water surface is smooth like a piece of dark silk. Occasionally, a few fine lines floated, and they returned to silence in a flash. The reeds on the shore are condensed with night dew, and the ears are hanging low, outlining the furry outline in the haze.

An Zhilu followed the mouse. He passed through the river beach. The rustling sound of his boots trampling on the fine sand shocked an egret. It spread its wings, but it did not fly far, but just passed the water surface, leaving a silver arc at the ripples. On the shallow where rotten wood was spreading, a few snails were slowly crawling, and traces of spider web-like mucus were dragging out behind him. The air was filled with the smell of silt, the bitterness of the water plants, and some kind of dampness, which was unique to the dawn, which made An Zhilu's heartstrings tense to the extreme.

The outline of the hillside gradually became clearer in the mist. Wild oats and dandelions entangled around the slopes, and the dew hanging on the tip of the grass was falling and the glimmer was refracted into fine stars. The clouds in the east began to seep bloody red, and the river water suddenly became alive - first there was a spot of gold foil-like light, and then the entire river channel became melted amber.

An old mulberry tree grows obliquely on the waist of the slope, with its bark cracked like tortoise shells, but tender green buds burst out from the cracks.

An Zhilu breathed suddenly and saw a Taoist who was extremely old sitting on the mulberry tree.

A dragonfly stopped on his shoulder, and the veins on his thin wings were like glass dyed by the morning glow. The tranquility at this moment was so huge, as if even time was stuck in the dewdrops of the grass leaves. He was clearly full of decay and seemed to die at any time, but just such a quiet picture had already brought pressure to An Zhilu like a mountain.

The elderly Taoist suddenly started to cough.

With every cough he had, the morning mist around An Zhilu's body fluttered like waves, and a strong smell of blood came into his nose, but it turned into a tempting sweet smell in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Even though he was extremely restrained, his eyes still showed an intoxication and greed.

The bloody smell of the elderly Taoist and some vital energy that evaporated with the cough made him feel that his body had become much lighter. The overall qi in his body seemed to be about to break through with the red sun jumping out in the horizon.

Just smelling the bloody smell and naturally touching the other party's dispersed vital energy, there was already an advanced feeling. If he could swallow this old Taoist like the overall energy that devour Yang Can, how much would his cultivation level increase?

He was extremely eager, but he was extremely uneasy.

He was sure that the elderly Taoist was a person who was truly at the top of this world. He wanted to be such a person, but there was a voice in his body that kept reminding him that it was not yet time.

At this moment, Wang Youshan looked at him and smiled faintly, saying, "Why not try?"

An Zhilu took a deep breath, and his face suddenly became cold and soared. He bowed and bowed. The greed in his eyes quickly disappeared. He calmed down completely and said, "Thank you, senior."

Wang Youshan was a little surprised, smiled slightly and said, "What are you grateful for?"

An Zhilu whispered, "If I hadn't laid the foreshadowing in advance, I had been killed by Yang Can long ago. Thank you for your help."

Wang Youshan didn't say anything immediately.

The hillside here looks particularly quiet.

After a long time, Wang Youshan spoke again and said, "Someone told me that the reason why some people are greedy and seem to be inadequate is because they cannot obtain what they really desire. Since what you really desire is to control your own destiny and don't have to live with fear all the time, then I just use you and don't have to thank me before you really want."

An Zhilu was extremely shocked.

At this time, he was completely sure that the Qing-yi Taoist who gave him the Dharma that day was indeed just a puppet of the old Taoist envoy. Moreover, in the process of helping him condense into a unique natal Gu, this person was only slightly involved with his spiritual world, and he had already fully understood the desire in his heart.

His ambitions, his desires, and what he really wants are nothing to hide in front of this old Taoist.

He took a deep breath again, calmed his mind, and bowed again, saying, "Any practitioner in the world who can reach the level of your predecessors, either suffer the suffering that ordinary people cannot endure, and experience the situation that ordinary people cannot obtain, and practice hard for many years, or the master's background is amazing and has practiced practice methods that ordinary people cannot imagine. However, people like me are born mediocre and practiced for nearly twenty years are also very ordinary practice methods. Even if your practice progresses rapidly today, you are only being forced to a height that I cannot reach in normal times. Even if my foundation is unstable in this position, how can I try to swallow you and stand at a position that you can only reach?"

Wang Youshan smiled faintly and said, "The worldly ambitions do not conflict with me. I need someone who is stoic enough to help me avenge you. If you help me avenge you, I will help you stand where you want to stand. What do you think?"

An Zhilu slowly raised her head. He looked at Wang Youshan and did not answer immediately. Instead, he asked softly, "Is the person who tested me with a mask that day Gu Daoshou?"

Wang Youshan glanced at him and said suddenly, "Yes."

An Zhilu fell silent, and he thought of the time when he first met Miss Pei Er and Gu Liubai in Youzhou.

When he thought that Miss Pei Er took An Gui away but did not take him away, his heart aches deep in his heart.

"I don't have any choice." He took a deep breath, looked at Wang Youshan and said, "Since you have decided to make such a deal, you don't need to ask about my opinion at all."

Wang Youshan smiled with satisfaction.

Gu Liubai is indeed a good business partner. Even after Xiaoyou, Gu Liubai was the only person who made him feel that he could trust. However, Gu Liubai was too ruling and knew how to weigh the pros and cons. In his opinion, even if Gu Liubai launched a confidential war with the Li family, it would come to an abrupt end when both sides reached a more favorable condition for the future of the Tang Dynasty.

But I know that the deer is different.

He is a wild beast abandoned in the streets and alleys of Youzhou.

Such a person has the ambition to tear everything apart.

He needed a beast that completely tore the Li family apart.

Li Chenshan is the person he hates the most, but it does not mean that the confidentiality of Li and the rest of the Li family are innocent.

Li won the world with his little taste.

That should be the price everyone in Li paid.

"You will like this deal because it is also what you want in your heart." Wang Youshan looked at An Zhilu, looking at the rising red sun with some emotion. "When the sun rises every day, countless poets began to praise this prosperous era with the most gorgeous words in the world. Every day, when the rich men in Chang'an hugged Hu Ji and drank fine wine, they sighed that they were born in a good time. They even hope that the Tang Dynasty's post station would extend out endlessly, so that the

The territory of the Tang Dynasty expanded infinitely. They would see foreign treasures that had never been seen by the emperors of the previous dynasty, and would meet those envoys from farther countries. There would be more beauties from countries that could not be named to drink with them at the Chang'an restaurant. But the glory of the prosperous era never shines on you. When you were hungry in the streets and alleys of Youzhou, you would not enjoy the glory of the prosperous era. What you felt was that you were abandoned by this world."

"I chose you not because you are better than the rest of the world. What I lack the most is talent. In any painting academy in Chang'an, there are hundreds or thousands of painters who can draw amazing paintings. However, whenever a noble person happens to pass by this painting academy, these painters will wait like an ant and full of longing. I hope that this noble person can take a look at his paintings among countless paintings."

Wang Youshan narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly, "I chose you because in many moments in my life, at this moment, when I was watching the rising red sun with you, you and I may have the same mood. You and I have many times, and I wish I could bite this world to pieces."

When he said these words, his skin exposed to the sun became a little charred, and it seemed to burn and emitted black smoke mixed with light stars.

These black smoke and light stars wrapped An Zhide, forming a huge cocoon.

An Zhilu let out a low muffled groan.

He felt his skin burning, and at this time the unopsy sunlight fell on his body, but it was like countless red-burned steel needles piercing into the flesh and blood.

However, the true qi in his body turned into countless threads, growing wildly among the flesh and blood in his body. The feeling of the true qi and physical body constantly strengthening at the same time made him completely forget the pain.

He raised his head and let out a cheerful growl.
Chapter completed!