Luzhou, northern part, Rixi City.

In the living room of Qingweiyuan, the old man Weiyan was cooking a brew of tea. The rolling fragrance of tea penetrated into Li Shiyu's nose, causing some doubts to appear on the face of the prince of Tiangongfang.

This tea is called Fusheng, which is made by the old man Weiyan himself. It is always taken out only when guests come to the door.

"Master, is anyone coming tonight?" Li Shiyu is also quite handsome. In Rixi City, he, Zhang Jingqing and Shao Mingxuan, are known as the three talents. They are the dream lovers of many female cultivators.

"Why do you ask this?"

"You will only show off your life when the distinguished guest comes to you." Li Shiyu said.

"You must learn hard with Shiyu's mouth." A loud laughter came from outside the door, and an old man in a fiery red robe stepped in.

Behind him was a young man, and he immediately responded: "Yes, teacher."

After answering, he looked at Li Shiyu again and said with a smile: "Brother Shiyu, it's been a long time since I saw you. I wonder if you and Chuchu are all okay."

"Everything is good, no need to worry." Li Shiyu responded calmly and said, "How can the lord of the city be there to come to the door?"

"It was because I smelled the fragrance of floating life that I came uninvited." The city lord was naturally setting sun, so he sat down by himself.

The old man Weiyan cooked the tea at this moment, handed it a cup in front of him, and smiled calmly: "It's only a few hundred steps apart. If you want to drink it, come over at any time. Do you still need to wait for me to cook?"

"That's not a way to be a guest." Sunset picked up the snow porcelain teacup and took a sip. Only a scent of it felt like it fell from your mouth and narrowed your eyes slightly. "I don't know why, I always thought that this tea has more flavor than rosemary. Could it be that you fry it yourself?"

"It has nothing to do with me." Old Man Weiyan put down the teacup, "People are nothing more than living a memory. It only helps you recall what you want to remember, forget what you want to forget, save the rest of your life. At our age, you naturally think it is better."

"What did you remember?" asked Sunset.

"I have been ordinary and bleak all my life, and I have nothing to remember." Weiyan said.

"So you want to do something that can leave memories?" The setting sun rubbed the lines of snow porcelain and said softly, "But you should always know that once people get used to the status quo and want to change, the price is often very heavy."

"It's heavy, it's not that I can't afford it." Wei Yan raised her eyes, "Are you scared?"

The sunset smiled: "It depends on what you want to do."

Wei Yan said nothing, reached out and dipped some water, and gently wrote a word on the tea table, a majestic and upright and vibrant word "Dou".

"It is said that the Gongyue venue has been completed." Sunset asked tentatively.

Weiyan still said nothing, but nodded slightly.

Luo Sun shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's really worthy of you! If you don't make a sound, you'll make a splash."

"So we didn't have a choice." He took another sip of tea. "No choice is actually a kind of luck, because you don't have to worry about it so much, and you won't be so tired. When you were young, you never thought about the word "tired", but now you are really old."

He said a few words to himself, put down the teacup, and his expression gradually became dull: "Since you have cooked a life, it means there is still room for negotiation. What Linglong Pavilion wants to do and what can you get."

"How much to get, how much to get." The micro smoke.

"We want half!" The setting sun was so proud that the clouds were dry.

"Yes." Weiyan responded happily.

Luori looked at him unexpectedly and said suspiciously: "Have you planned to plot against me long ago?"

"Each one another." Wei Yan showed a tacit smile.

Li Shiyu and Zhang Jingqing looked at each other, not understanding what puzzle these two masters were fighting, and their eyes were full of confusion.

...

Time flies, night passes, and soon the 20th day of the midsummer month begins.

On this day, a floating cloud slowly fell from Jianzhai Yanfu Hall, revealing the appearance of three people. Several disciples on duty who were passing by were shocked and bowed in a hurry: "First seat!"

The three are Su Fu, Ye Xuanji and Su Tong.

"I haven't been back for a long time." Su Fu's feet stepped on the land of the Jambudvipa Hall and sighed.

"You can go by yourself." He waved his hand and walked up the steps.

The disciples on duty looked at the backs of the three of them enviously and whispered: "That...that's Your Highness Su Tong, it's really beautiful..."

"Do you recognize the other one?"

"It seems to be Ye Xuanji..."

"The first seat is so lucky. Oh, let alone Zhenren Ye, it's not our turn to Your Highness Su Tong. It's better to work quickly..."

...

How could I hide the whispers from the three of them? Su Tong covered her mouth and chuckled: "Mom, I'll tell you secretly. Daddy was also one of these people before."

"Is that true?" Ye Xuanji looked at Su Fu and said.

"Occasionally," Su Fu said innocently, "Men get together, the topics are just a few. Who makes your reputation spread throughout the world? Who doesn't recognize you in the real world?"

He turned to Su Tong again and pretended to be angry: "Tongtong, your wings have grown hard, and you will start to reveal your father's true feelings. It's so in vain."

"Dad said, don't talk about others' mistakes when chatting." Su Tong held Ye Xuanji, showed her little head, and made a cute face. "I didn't understand when I was a child, but now I've grown up. I know that there are many reasons. In fact, Dad can't even do it himself, and he dares to ask others for what they do. I'm really ashamed."

Su Fu said with a heartache: "It is because my father can't do it, that I hope you can do it perfectly."

"Do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you. This is what my father taught me." Su Tong said with a smile.

Su Fu suddenly felt like he was bound by himself: "Didn't my father teach you that he should respect his elders?"

"Mom," Su Tong blinked her beautiful eyes, "Have you ever had a bad record of disrespecting your elders?"

"No." Ye Xuanji's eyes were filled with smiles.

Su Fu couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hands: "I've grown up, I've really grown up. If I had known this, I would have established a family law."

"Haha, I'm afraid we won't agree to establish the family law." At this moment, Shui Luoze, who learned the news, fell at the door of the Yanfu Hall, and greeted the three of them: "That's right, even if you want to establish it, it must be beneficial to our Tongtong. For example, what if someone is not allowed to leave Tongtong more than ten steps away?"

"Sister Zhanxi loves me the most!" Su Tong cheered, trotted into Jie Zhanxi's arms, coaxing her into laughter, wishing she could snatch it over and be her daughter.

"You should call me Master!" Su Fu rolled his eyes, "Also, what kind of family law is this? This is naked oppression!"

"I'm happy, you can't control it." Jie Zhanxi glanced at him.

"Sister hasn't been here for a long time, so why not sit there in my place." Ji Xuanqing's eyes appeared brilliantly and she looked at Ye Xuanji.

Ye Xuanji looked back and saw that his aura was turning around and wishful, and there was a vague mystery that could not be described. He immediately understood: "It's good, but I have to wait for this palace to greet the sword master first."

"Unfortunately, the Sword Lord went to Yuqing Sect." Shui Luoze said.

“Since that’s the case…”

Ji Xuanqing came up to hold her and looked at Su Fu indifferently: "Junior brother, how many days will you spend with Sister Xuan Ji? I won't mind?"

"Senior sister, just use it." Su Fu grinned.

Ye Xuanji gave him a blank look and turned into light with Ji Xuanqing.

"Tongtong, my sister will take you to enjoy delicious food and drink spicy food. This time, you must stay for ten days and half a month before leaving." Jie Zhanxi and Su Tong also left, but he didn't understand how to write the word "compassionate" and didn't even say hello.

Su Fu couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion. There was a kind of joy that the child had grown up and a kind of slight sadness that the child no longer relied on himself. It was really indescribable.

"You kid comes back silently, and I don't know if you have a message first." Shui Luoze patted Su Fu heavily.

"I encountered an accident the day before yesterday. The iFlying sword was broken. I wanted to come back to Jianzhai to see it." Su Fu said with a smile, "But it seems that you are not looking for me. Why did the Sword Master suddenly go to Yuqing Sect?"

"I don't know the specifics, it seems to be related to the Dharma Tribulation." Shui Luoze looked at the two people waiting behind him and said in a slight manner, "You are really addicted to entrusting your own children. Take this opportunity to take them away."

"I'll go back first. Senior brother is instructing Xiaolong to practice. If you have ever met the teacher, you will come to us. It's been a long time since we got together. This time we must not be drunk and return."

Then Su Fu looked at the remaining two helplessly. They all looked at him with abandoned eyes, trying to pretend that they couldn't see it.

"Well, I haven't been back for a long time." He repeated again, just because he had nothing to say.

"How are you two," he said with a faint smile.

"I feel the prototype of the sword intent," said Gong Yueyi.

"Sir, I have already overcome the inner demon tribulation." Ling Yuanhan said.

"I'm asking you how you are doing, not practicing!" Su Fu couldn't help but reach out and rub the heads of the two of them, "Have you eaten well? Are you sleeping well? Have you been bullied? Have you ever made a private decision on me for the rest of your life? No? Xiaohan, you really disappointed me..."

"Sir, don't look at Yueyi's stupidity. In fact, it's very popular inside the door. Many people have a crush on her... Hiss..." Ling Yuanhan originally smiled, but suddenly he hugged his feet and gasped.

"Who is stupid!"

"Then you don't work hard, I'm very optimistic about you." Su Fu said with a smile.

Gong Yueyi's pretty face turned slightly red. I don't know if it was shy or angry, so she stamped her feet: "Don't talk nonsense."

After a moment, Ling Yuanhan smiled and said, "Sir, we are fine."

"It's good." Su Fu let them go, "Xiaohan, you have experienced a lot of people, and I won't say much more. If you insist on leaving, go back to pack your package."

"Where to go?" Gong Yueyi was stunned.

"Two such good seedlings, take you away. I wonder if the Sword Lord will be angry to death?" Su Fu turned around and laughed inexplicably, "You can try!"

The two looked at each other, and their faces showed joy.

"Sir, it's time for us to repay you!" The two bowed deeply.

One of them is born with a sword heart, and the other is a man who came out of the dark world. He has been reborn for more than 20 years and has reached a height that ordinary monks will never reach in their entire lives.
Chapter completed!