The strongest sword fairy

Chapter 17
The white-haired old man and the red-eyed mane-haired lion roared for a long time, as if they were discussing something, but the red-eyed mane-haired lion was quite dissatisfied, but finally seemed to compromise, then the white-haired old man turned his head and looked at Hu Hemu , smiled and said: "From now on, this red-eyed lion with temple hair will belong to you."

Hu Hemu was stunned for a moment, and looked at the red-eyed mane-haired lion, and saw that the red-eyed mane-haired lion stared at Hu Hemu with big blood-red eyes, and roared dissatisfiedly, but the roar It is still very kind, and there is no more hostility from just now. What did the white-haired old man say to it?
"Senior, this lion with red pupils and temples has a fierce personality, I'm afraid of me..." Huhemu took a sneak peek at the white-haired old man, only to find that the white-haired old man looked at him strangely, "Okay, Huhemu, I know the small calculations in your heart. The red pupil has already promised me that it will not hurt others easily in the future. From now on, it will be your partner. You will practice and grow together. How weak are you?"

The white-haired old man stroked his beard, then looked at the red-eyed mane-haired lion, and then at Hu Hemu, his brows were slightly frowned, showing a meaningful expression, "Fate is fate, fate is here, The fate has come, and you will become partners in the end, this is fate, you can't force it, and you can't force it away."

"If you are destined and have a share, cherish it. Don't regret it until you lose it." The white-haired old man turned around and walked towards the inn gently. After taking a big sip of wine, the liquid dripped from the corner of his mouth and wet his clothes.

This scene looks a bit desolate, dilapidated houses, streets wandering in yellow sand, an old man, drinking wine and walking alone, making people feel extremely pitiful.But such a strong man, although it makes people feel pitiful, but it can't help being a little more weird. This situation makes people have an indescribable artistic conception.

I'm afraid even the white-haired old man couldn't explain all of them. Hu Hemu didn't leave, and followed the white-haired old man into the inn together. He lay down not far from the entrance of the village and fell asleep with his head drooped. After all, he was also very tired these days.

The village gradually calmed down, and the villagers came out one after another, but when they saw the huge lion at the entrance of the village, they couldn't help but shut the door tightly, and dared not go out again.At this moment, the sun was setting, and the golden-red sun was shining on the earth, shining on this land, this continent.

"Senior, I just heard you talk about my master. Could it be that you and my master have known each other for a long time?" Hu Hemu sat on the stool, looked at the white-haired old man in front of him, took a sip of wine, and asked . "Well, your master..." The white-haired old man seemed to think about it for a while, then put down the wine glass in his hand, and took a sip of food.

"I remember, it was a long time ago. Once I went to the prairie to do business and met your master. At that time, he was still a young man, only in his twenties, but at that time he was fighting alone. The purple-eyed demon wolf, that purple-eyed demon wolf is also a famous beast on the prairie!"

"Purple pupil magic wolf! Is my master's current mount, purple pupil magic wolf? Few people in my prairie have a mount, and my master said that he was rescued by an expert when he was 20 years old, and his mount is also that Given by an expert, could it be that you are that expert!?" Slightly startled, Hu Hemu looked at the white-haired old man, and was even more surprised.

"Hehe, expert? Hey! I was just helping out at the beginning, besides, I thought he was quite suitable for that purple-eyed demon wolf, so I helped him." The white-haired old man smiled and took a sip of wine , and continued: "How is your master now?"

"My master is old now, and his cultivation has not improved much. He has been stuck in the spirit, unable to penetrate the wonderful realm of Tianyuan. According to him, the purple-eyed magic wolf has been with him for more than 200 years. Over the years, Master has experienced ups and downs, countless emotional breakups, and family and friend breakups, but that purple-eyed demon wolf has never had an awkward fight with Master, and Master treats it like a brother!"

Hu Hemu lowered his head, drank wine, and told all this, which made his heart slightly touched, "That's for sure, a monster is different from a human, a monster is proud and fierce, but if it recognizes you It is its friend, partner, even if you want to kill it, it probably won't resist."

"They don't have as much wisdom as humans, nor do they have as much cunning and cunning as humans. As long as you treat them well, they will pay you with their lives!" The white-haired old man paused, looking out the window at the village. The red-eyed mane-haired lion lying on its stomach not far away gave a slightly satisfied smile.

"Hu Hemu, do you understand?" Turning his head, the white-haired old man looked at Hu Hemu, "This junior understands, thank you for your teaching!" Hu Hemu stood up and gave the white-haired old man a deep sigh. Yili, at this moment, in his heart, some of the concepts he had originally identified have been completely overthrown, and his thoughts are no longer pedantic.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that more than 200 years ago, you saved my master, and more than 200 years later, you saved me again. In order to thank the senior for his great kindness, this junior Hu Hemu has the courage to toast the senior." Hu Hemu sat down, He filled the wine glass of the white-haired old man, and then filled the wine glass in his hand, cupped his hands, and drank it all in one gulp!

"Hehe, back then, your master was so grateful to me, but he used goat's milk wine. The tempers of the two of you, master and apprentice, are really similar. Think about it, 200 years have passed, and 200 years have passed. Fate, everything is fate, Huhemu, come, let me have a drink with the old man."

The tone of the white-haired old man became very emotional, which made Bai Hong frown involuntarily. He heard the conversation between the white-haired old man and Hu Hemu, and couldn't help calling "Master." The white-haired old man looked at Bai Hong and smiled. Said: "What's the matter? Hong'er, is there anything you don't understand?"

The white-haired old man at this moment is not like a strict teacher, but more like a loving father. "Master, you just said that you saved Uncle Huhemu's master more than 200 years ago, so how long can a person live?" Bai Hong frowned. More than 200 years, nearly 300 years of life.

"How long can a person live?" The white-haired old man smiled, then looked at the sunset outside the window, and stroked his beard. The golden-red sunset shone on his beard and dyed his beard golden. The eyes of the red and white-haired old man were a little ethereal, and it took a long time for him to recover.

"Hong'er! The lifespan of ordinary people is only a short 100 years, but the lifespan of us cultivators is endless. As long as the heart of cultivation is there, then life will be endless!" the white-haired old man said. Looking at Shangguan Baihong, she didn't tell him the exact answer, but said something meaningful.

"With the heart of cultivation, life is endless?" Bai Hong frowned and muttered these words, but she seemed to feel something in her heart, but it was vague but she couldn't grasp it. After a long time, the feeling slowly Slowly fading, Bai Hong realized that it was already dark.

It is almost late autumn at this time, the night wind is a bit cool, Shangguan Baihong is lying on the bed, thinking about all kinds of things today, the strength and destructive power of monsters like red-eyed mane-haired lions, Huhemu can compete with them Huge real energy, as well as the chicness and shock of the white-haired old man's move today.

The first time the old man made a move was against the ten golden scale guards, but at that time the white-haired old man didn't make any moves at all, he just killed a leader with the power of his soul, and then let the nine people kill each other, so, from From the beginning until now, this is the first time Bai Hong has seen the white-haired old man make a real move.

But this time the real attack brought Bai Hong a huge shock, especially the seven-colored true energy, what kind of true energy is that?That kind of zhenqi didn't come from the white-haired old man's body, but seemed to be squeezed from the air, as if it came out of the air.

Moreover, what the white-haired old man said this afternoon also touched him deeply. People are divided into good and bad, and monsters are also divided into good and bad. Moreover, monsters are much more straightforward in judging good and bad than people. After all, there are still not many monsters with the intelligence of humans.

Today, Bai Hong's mind has already filled too many things, his head is groggy, and Bai Hong can't help falling asleep.The white-haired old man was still standing in front of the window, drinking wine, looking at the dilapidated houses outside the window, he couldn't help frowning, and looked up at the dots of stars in the sky, his brows were slightly relieved.

The cool breeze, the late autumn wind made the white-haired old man feel a little cold, but he didn't care, that feeling was exactly what he needed, he needed that bone-chilling cold, icy cold, but he would always I can't realize it, just because my realm is too high?Cold night, cold wind.

The next morning, Bai Hong got up very early, after washing up, the white-haired old man asked Xiao Er to serve some small dishes, Hu Hemu did not leave, and stayed in the inn for one night, Xiao Er is now respectful to the three of them My respect, after all, it was the three of them who restored the peace of the village and kept the monster from making trouble.

The thoughts of ordinary people are sometimes very simple, and it is enough to live a peaceful life. "Huhemu! Go down and have a look in a while, and give some money to those whose houses were destroyed as compensation. For those who are injured, you can use the medicine on your prairie to heal them. After all, these are all Because of you and that red pupil."

The white-haired old man was talking while eating, Hu Hemu nodded, "Your junior knows that this junior already wanted to do this. It is not easy for these ordinary people to build a house. I will handle the affairs here. Then I will leave, senior, when will you leave?"

"Hong'er and I left after breakfast, settled here, don't stay any longer, go back to the prairie, your master must be worried about you, if your master asks about you and Hongtong, you Just tell him the truth." The white-haired old man said with satisfaction while eating some side dishes and drinking some wine.

"Well, I will leave after I settle here, senior, I don't know where you are going this time? If I can help you with anything, just ask." Hu Hemu looked at the white-haired old man, he had already suffered from this The white-haired old man has a lot of favors, and his master has also received a lot of favors from the white-haired old man.

He vaguely remembered that his master once said that if he could help the white-haired old man in his lifetime, then he would die without regret. "Huhemu." The white-haired old man put down the wine glass in his hand, looked at him, and said, "I know that you prairie people must repay your kindness, otherwise, even at the moment of death, you will have regrets. Presumably, you want your master to die without complaint or regret, right?"

Hu Hemu was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect this white-haired old man to be so familiar with their prairie, "Yes, senior, my master has always missed you, and his only regret in his life is that he failed to repay you, and , my master's time may be numbered."

Hu Hemu's eyes became a little sad. He was an orphan since he was a child and was raised by his master. It can be said that he has no other relatives except his master. "Hu Hemu." The white-haired old man put down the wine glass in his hand, Looking at Huhemu with calm eyes, he said: "Some people do good deeds for certain purposes, and what they plan is your return, but some people do good deeds, it's just a little effort for them, and they don't I have expected you to repay them, for them, this matter is like drinking water and eating, it is very normal, and I am exactly the latter."

The white-haired old man paused, and continued: "Besides, don't be so sad. Birth, old age, sickness and death are common things in the world. Some things have to be faced alone. People only have a lifespan of less than a hundred years at the beginning. Heavenly practice, we already have twice or even three times the lifespan of ordinary people, we should be content, shouldn't we?"

"Your master, he won't die so early. According to my estimate, he can live for another few decades." The white-haired old man looked at Hu Hemu, sighed, and said, "Okay, Since you don't want him to die so much, then this is for you." The white-haired old man took out a small bottle from his arms and handed it to Hu Hemu.

The small bottle is only the size of a finger, and it is extremely emerald green. I don't know what it is made of. Moreover, this small bottle exudes a little fragrance. "This is..." Hu Hemu took the small bottle lightly, frowning, He knew that the things inside were definitely not ordinary things!

"This is the Nine Life Extension Pill. Eat it, and it can delay your master's lifespan by 30 years. If he still can't make a breakthrough within 30 years, then I can't do anything about it." The white-haired old man's eyes were a little blurred. When he delivered the heaven-defying pill, he didn't even bat an eyelid.

"This is the legendary Nine Continuing Life Pill? It is said that this pill disappeared a long time ago in Tianyuan Continent, and the formula is gone. Even if there is a formula, it can't be configured, because the things in the formula cannot Get it all together! Senior, this junior is really grateful that you gave me such a precious thing, but this junior can no longer receive the favor of senior, otherwise, this junior will feel uneasy for the rest of his life."

(End of this chapter)