Liu Sheng stirred with chopsticks in the pot, as if stirring the world''s general situation.


    His wrinkled face had some strange emotions. He looked at Chao Qingqiu and whispered, "what you ask for is too big. Maybe I can''t satisfy you."


    I''m afraid many people in the world have a clear understanding of Chao Qingqiu''s idea. Since this sword immortal is carrying the swordsman''s pulse with his own strength, his greatest wish in the world is naturally to let the swordsman regain his original glory.


    This wish involves too many things, even Liu Sheng, it is impossible to do it for chaoqingqiu.


    If Chao Qing Qiu wanted to take this as a condition, he was afraid that many sages would not and could not do it.


    "I never thought you would do these things."


    Although there is no explanation, everyone knows that chaoqingqiu''s words are what Liu Sheng thinks.


    Liu Sheng put his hand on the table top and gently brushed it by the edge of the bowl. Then he said with a smile, "you should know that, after all, it is a road that no one has gone through. No one knows what will happen or how much the cost will be. Therefore, it is obviously unwise for you to ask us to do too many things."


    Chao Qingqiu didn''t speak. He just outlined an arc around the corner of his mouth. Then he ate several mouthfuls, but the corners of his mouth were not stained with oil. After eating for nearly half a quarter of an hour, he looked up at Liu Sheng and said with a smile, "if you think that road is too dangerous, why come to me?"


    After all, longevity is the temptation that most friars can''t resist, and he is still in front of Liu Sheng, who is close to death. He has no ability to break through another realm and leave the world before he dies. He can only grasp the only straw.


    "In any case, in your opinion, except for longevity, everything should be abandoned."


    With some inexplicable emotion on his face, Chao Qingqiu looks at Liu Sheng, and while he is talking, he is fiddling with the ingredients in the hot pot with chopsticks. It seems that he is a bit careless.


    If you often deal with Chao Qingqiu, you should know that this sword immortal must not be such a person. Such a Zhao Qingqiu must be pretending to be. But are there people who often deal with Chao Qingqiu?


    There should be none.


    What''s more, Liu Sheng didn''t see chaoqingqiu many times, so he couldn''t tell what state chaoqingqiu was now.


    He looks a little ugly, some tentatively asked: "you really can cut open that sky curtain?"


    Chao Qingqiu still didn''t see Liu Sheng, "don''t you know?"


    In the first World War of Baiyu Town, Chao Qingqiu''s intention to deliver that sword was not to kill one of Zhou Fu Zi or Ye Shengzhi, but to tear up the curtain of heaven. It was to say something to the saints in the world.


    You can''t leave this world. I can.


    You want to leave the world, you need me.


    This is what Chao Qingqiu clearly expressed.


    At that time, Zhou Fu Zi and ye Shengbian had expected what would happen in the world after this, but they never thought that it would be so fast. Before one year had passed, Liu Shengbian had already come to his door.


    And no accident, after Liu Sheng, there must be saints in front of chaoqingqiu.


    Chao Qingqiu wants to have a wonderful thing like that, waiting for the guests to come.


    And this thing is only owned by Chao Qingqiu, so if you want to talk about business, you can only talk to him.


    "I have a question for you."


    Chao Qingqiu puts down his chopsticks and stares at Liu Sheng.


    Liu Sheng''s face became extremely stiff. He seemed to think of something and then turned his head stiffly.


    "Tell me, at the right time, I will let you leave the world."


    If the two men were still testing each other before, now chaoqingqiu has already shown his intention. He looks at Liu Sheng with an incomparable serious look.


    I''m afraid few people have seen him so seriously.


    Liu Sheng old face appeared a lot of emotions, and finally returned to indifference.


    His momentum changed a little, and began to make people see at a glance, nothing can be seen through.


    He failed to release some killing intention or anything else. After all, it was useless to do this in front of Chao Qingqiu.


    Moreover, if Chao Qingqiu has a chance to kill, even if he is not killed on the spot, he will also be seriously injured. After serious injury, his life expectancy will not be much longer. This is an inevitable thing.


    Chao Qingqiu laughed at himself, "I thought you would do anything to leave the world."


    Finish this sentence, Chao Qingqiu will stand up, is ready to leave here.


    Liu Sheng knew that if Chao Qingqiu would not see him after he left here, he would forget him if other sages were willing to accept his conditions.


    Who should we talk to about business?


    Liu Sheng stood up and looked at chaoqingqiu and said slowly, "stop."


    Chao Qingqiu didn''t speak, just heard the sound of boiling water in the hot pot.……


    ……


    The spicy flavor of hot pot is still floating in the street.


    Suddenly there were more dark clouds in the sky.


    Make the sky look bad.


    People who eat hot pot will not care whether the weather is good or not.


    But the weather is too bad, it''s always bad.


    A hot pot restaurant on the street has been open here for more than 50 years and has many repeat customers. Now it''s the meal order. There are many diners in the hotpot restaurant.


    On the second floor, there were a lot of people eating hot pot and speaking Qingzhou dialect.


    This is a headache for some foreign tourists.


    The dialect of Qingzhou Prefecture sounds really hard to understand.


    In front of the wooden table near the window, there are two diners, one old and one young, eating hot pot.


    Hotpot is slightly spicy. According to the old man''s idea, it would be good to order a Yuanyang pot. But who knows, this hotpot restaurant has never said anything about Yuanyang pot, and mild spicy is the final bottom line.


    Therefore, when the hot pot came up, the old man was melancholy for a long time.


    A big and a small two people looking at the pot of bright red soup, speechless.


    After a long time, the child carefully picked up a piece of tripe and rinsed it in the pot. Because he had no experience, he was just hearsay. He was worried about whether the tripe had been cooked, so he cooked it for a while.


    When he was full of oil, he let out a long sigh of satisfaction.


    The old man looked at the little guy, swallowed his mouth, and then asked, "how is it?"


    The child said solemnly, "if you use Qingzhou dialect, it is Bashi!"


    If the old man didn''t look at his apprentice sitting opposite him, he would have picked up a piece of Chinese yam, put it into the pot, boiled it, took a mouthful of it, and sighed: "it''s so delicious that I can only eat it at this age. It''s a pity."


    The child said, "master, why do you come to eat now?"


    The old man looked at the child, and before he opened his mouth, he heard a faint thunder. After looking up, the old man shrank his neck.


    He is already a good wild monk. He is afraid of monks with higher level. Why would he subconsciously shrink his neck when he hears the thunder? I''m afraid that even he can''t explain clearly.


    The child was obviously more aware of the weather in Qingzhou Prefecture than his master. He mumbled: "it is said that the weather in Qingzhou Prefecture will be very strange. The sun is shining in the morning and there will be heavy rain in the afternoon. But that is the midsummer. This is the early summer. Why is this so?"


    The old man couldn''t say it clearly. Just listening to the thunder, he remembered that many years ago, when he was a teenager, he had not yet embarked on the road of cultivation. He was just a young man living in the countryside. What he did most was farm work, and what he was least used to was harvest season. After the rice was harvested from the field, it would be dried in the sun.


    But often in those afternoons it would rain. As soon as I heard the thunder and saw the black clouds, I would often get up to collect rice.


    If it is slower, the rice will sprout when it is soaked by rain. If so, the harvest of this year will be basically gone, which is something that the farmers can''t accept.


    But if the rice is not in the sun, it will become moldy, and the consequences are also very serious.


    Maybe it was at that time that I began to be afraid of thunder?


    The old man became a little melancholy, leading to no appetite even though there was a hot pot in front of him.


    Of course, it''s probably because of other reasons, such as it''s really spicy.


    The child ate a lot, and a lot of sweat came out of his head. He took a sip of tea, and before he could sigh, he saw that it began to rain outside. The rain was very heavy, and it soon drenched the street.


    Soon it fell, and there were many happy voices.


    The child bit a chicken claw and asked, "master, what are they laughing at?"


    The old man thought about it and said with a gentle smile, "it''s to express happiness."


    The child said, "why should we be happy?"


    "What''s the happiest thing for you?" the old man asked


    The child immediately said, "of course, I saw Chao Jian Xian!"


    This is really one of the happiest things for him.


    This story should have happened. At that time, the Sword Fairy stood in front of him and said something to him, so that he could remember it all his life.


    The old man took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "there are some things that you can''t ask for."


    "I''m afraid you don''t have such good luck in your life. I''ll see the Sword Fairy again."


    The old man''s words are full of ridicule. His apprentice has been practicing his sword diligently since he got a few words from Chao Qingqiu. His realm has improved a little faster these days. However, the little guy didn''t know that, but the master knew that Chao Qingqiu''s words were not so true, but they meant more encouragement.


    The child was eating and did not answer.


    After all, the relationship between the two masters and apprentices was excellent.It doesn''t take a few words to break someone''s heart.


    If this is the case, you can''t become a master or apprentice.


    It was raining cats and dogs outside, but it didn''t dilute the pungency inside.


    The old man was in a good mood when he was drinking tea. He even began to hum a tune.


    It soon made a lot of people look sideways.


    The child raised his head and said with a low smile, "that''s very nice."


    "That sounds good."


    The first sentence was said by the child, and the last sentence was said by another man in white.


    He was standing somewhere on the second floor with his sword hanging from his waist. Looking at this side, he looked bland, but with a certain momentum.


    He was dressed like the Sword Fairy Chao Qingqiu, but his momentum was quite different.


    Looking at the sword hanging around his waist, the child can quickly judge whether he is a swordsman or not. Who knows whether he is a swordsman or not.


    But the old man gradually lost his voice.


    The man in white came and sat down beside the two men without speaking.


    The old man felt a pressure and was restless.


    Looking at the rain outside the window, the man in white suddenly said, "what do you think?"


    How about what?


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