In spring, the sun is shining brightly, the buds are green, the spring flowers are just beginning to bloom, the yard is red, white, yellow and green, and the spring is full of spring.

The old man stood alone in the yard, looking at the buds that were about to bloom on the new branches, murmured: "Whose peach and plum blossoms in the East City of Luoyang, fly around? The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year."

Han Ci stepped into the yard and slowly walked towards the old man. "The old man is enjoying the spring"?

The old man did not look back, smiled slightly, and said, "The yellow flowers are thin in spring, and the new flowers are admired by the old people."

The Han Ci's heart twisted slightly. The first sentence came from "Sad White-Headed Man". The second sentence was obviously the old man's own emotion, but whether it was the previous sentence or the next sentence, it was full of sadness. After many years of knowing each other, he rarely heard the old man express such sadness.

"Old sir, the spring is in full bloom, and flowers are waiting to bloom, so why bother to pity yourself?"

The old man said slowly: "It's not self-pity, it's just self-deprecation."

Han Ci shook his head and said, "You shouldn't have such self-deprecating."

The old man gently touched the first blooming buds, "There are day and night, the moon is cloudy and clear, the plants and trees wither and blossom, flowers bloom and fall, everything is like this, how can I be exceptional?"

Han Ci's heart was shocked, his face changed, and a strong sense of uneasiness surged into his heart.

The old man looked back at Han Ci and smiled and said, "You, why can't you hold back than Liu Xiyi? I just feel that old age is coming, and it's too early to die."

Han Ci breathed a little relieved, but the uneasiness in his heart still lingered. "Old sir, you are the foundation of the organization and the belief of the organization. No one in the organization can do it, but you cannot do without you."

The old man turned around and walked to the bench in the center of the yard, saying as he walked: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are the way of heaven, who can never die. Besides, there is no indispensable person in this world, and the earth will turn the same if anyone lacks."

Han Ci wanted to speak but stopped, the old man continued, "Don't worry, at least I can't die before the smooth transition, and no one can let me die."

The old man sat on the bench, looked at Han Ci who was standing still, and said, "Don't cry, I'm not dead yet."

As he said that, he pointed to the teapot on the small table next to him, "I want to drink tea and pour it yourself."

Han Ci walked over slowly, sat on the chair on one side, poured a cup of tea by himself, smelled it first, and then took a sip. The tea is good tea, but I always felt a little drunk.

Not a taste.

The old man half-lying on the bench and smiled: "I went to Xishan some time ago and collected a lot of melted snow water. It's best to make tea."

Han Ci smiled reluctantly and said, "Do you mind giving me some?"

The old man lay on the bench, raised his hand and pointed backwards in the direction of the house. "There are several buckets inside, just take them as you like."

Han Ci took a deep breath, swept away the haze in his heart, and smiled and said, "Then I'm not polite."

The old man glanced at Han Ci and nodded slightly, "No, your mood is very stable."

Han Ci picked up the teacup and drank a small sip. The qi stagnated and he started coughing continuously.

The old man frowned slightly and asked, "The energy is impetuous, the dantian is shaking, and he has attacked people."

Han Ci put down the teacup and said slowly: "It's not just a move, but someone was injured."

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, "Not many people can hurt you."

Han Ci sighed and said, "The next wave of the Yangtze River pushes the previous wave, and there are talents from all over the country."

The old man picked up the teacup and drank a sip of tea, and asked, "You are not talking about Lu Shanmin, right?"

Han Ci said: "I didn't expect that he had reached the point where he could hurt me."

As he said that, Han Ci looked at the old man, saw that the latter looked suspicious, and added: "Of course, there are also some things that I am careless, but I have to say that he has indeed reached a level that cannot be underestimated."

The old man was silent for a while and asked, "His he broke through the extreme state"?

Han Ci said: "That's not the case, but his domineering punch has surpassed the general Vajra realm. Moreover, he has cultivated both inside and outside, which has greatly made up for the external Vajra speed disadvantage. He is not the first person to cultivate both inside and outside, but he should be the first person to be able to combine the advantages of the two families so well."

The old man said slowly: "There are no so many things in this world that are the best of both worlds. Squeezing the potential of the body to gain strength. This force hurts both the enemy and the oneself. In order to pursue higher, faster and stronger, sports competitive athletes over-exploited their physical potential, most of them are plagued by injuries when they are old. In order to obtain stronger power, foreigners are constantly catching their physical potential. In old age, they are destined to be extremely painful. If they don't practice the Vajra body, the more they squeeze, the deeper the backlash."

The old man continued: "Lu Shanmin's foreign martial arts has already pushed the physical load to the limit, and he still has to be at this limit."

Going forward to the army and getting into the internal family's energy is tantamount to seeking death."

Han Ci nodded and said, "But he is still young. Once he enters the extreme state inside and outside, this problem may not be impossible to solve."

The old man slowly said: "Not to mention whether he can enter the extreme realm, even if he enters, it may not be as threatening as expected. The two boys, Vajra and Daoyi, only theoretically believe that when they reach the Vajra realm, their bodies can fully withstand the superposition of internal energy. But theory is always theory, and Vajra of the external realm is not a truly invincible golden body."

As he said that, the old man looked at Han Ci and said, "A benefit will lead to a harm. No matter how powerful the manpower is, he cannot escape the rules and laws of the heavenly way. So, you have been worried too much."

Han Ci smiled bitterly. He didn't expect the old man to protect Lu Shanmin to this extent, but since he has come today, he has to say everything he should not say.

However, before he could speak, the old man said first: "I know your thoughts and everyone's thoughts. You all want to get rid of this hidden danger of Lu Shanmin."

Han Ci said: "Sir, you are cautious all your life, and you are teaching everyone not to lose the big picture because of the small."

The old man smiled and said, "Do you think I lost my big picture because of a small thing"?

Han Ci sighed, "Old sir, you know that I don't mean that."

The old man said slowly: "I know many people think that I am particularly tolerant of their father and son because of Su Su." The old man looked at Han Ci and said: "Han Ci, they don't understand me, don't you understand?"

Han Ci frowned slightly. He naturally believed in the old man, but he was not completely without the idea of ​​Xia Bing and the others.

"Of course I believe that you are old, but others may not believe it completely."

The old man smiled, "It doesn't matter whether he believes it or not. I'm not so stingy that I have to believe it."

Han Ci said lightly: "I have no objection to choosing Lu Chenlong as your heir. But we are now trapped in a deadlock. Lu Shanmin is Lu Chenlong's bottom line. For Lu Chenlong, we cannot move Lu Shanmin, but Lu Shanmin's hostility towards us cannot be reconciled. His existence is a huge potential hidden danger for us."
Chapter completed!