For butterflies, this is the most perfect interpretation.
And for some who want to hide their identity, this sentence speaks even more deeply to their hearts.
Dongjizhou.
In a dilapidated downtown area, in a few firewood sheds, an old drunkard was taking a nap, snoring slightly, his body was sloppy, and a faint odor was emanating from his body, making people walking by him feel...
He couldn't help frowning, but at this time the old drunkard would grin, showing a mouth full of big yellow teeth, with a smoky smell that made people avoid snakes and scorpions.
but.
The old drunkard didn't care, he was simply an optimist.
Occasionally.
He can also chop firewood, lay it out, and wait for some customers. The business is indeed a bit bleak, but it is not bad. At least it can satisfy his appetite. He can drink a few sips of wine during his free time, which is quite pleasant.
.
However.
On this day, the old drunkard stopped drinking. From time to time, his smiling face would become tense, his pupils would shrink, and his eyes covered by messy hair would suddenly narrow, and he had a very bad premonition in his heart.
.
"I'm afraid we have to change places."
He walked lamely and half-heartedly to the back room, simply packed a few changes of clothes, and then quietly left from the backyard.
"Old man, where are you going?"
A voice sounded, and a beautiful woman appeared in front of the old man and asked with a smile.
"Buy drinks!"
The old drunkard said with a smile: "The little one has been greedy recently and has finished drinking all the wine. He always wants to buy a few bottles."
"Old man, didn't you buy three bottles of wine early in the morning?"
With a smile on her lips, the pretty woman exposed the old drunkard's lie and said, "Normally, you only drink two bottles of wine every day. You should buy wine tomorrow, right?"
"Everything went wrong today, so I drank more frequently, which made the girl laugh."
The old drunkard was frightened and became more vigilant. Although this woman is beautiful, God knows what kind of evil heart is hidden under her beauty.
and.
She checked her living habits thoroughly, which was not a good sign.
"Then there's no need for the old man to pour the wine himself."
The beautiful woman's fingertips flashed, and three bottles of wine quietly appeared on her jade hand. She said, "Meier, there are three bottles of wine here, which can cure the old man's greedy problem."
"Need not!"
The old drunkard waved his hand proudly and said: "No reward for no merit, I can't drink the wine given by others with my mouth."
Finished.
His body flashed and he was about to pass in front of the beautiful woman, but the next moment his hair stood on end and he immediately stepped back, looking at the beautiful woman warily.
"Old man, please be patient. I don't mean any harm."
"Who are you?"
"Against God!"
"Nishen? I have heard of this sect, but I don't seem to have any room for conflict, right?" the old drunkard said with a frown.
"Indeed not."
The butterfly on his forehead said: "However, the owner has been looking for the whereabouts of the old man. Since the bloody massacre, we have been tracking him for ten years. It was not until we conquered this sacred land that we found the old man's whereabouts."
"You guys are really persistent," the old drunkard said through gritted teeth.
Lan Meier didn't seem to hear the sarcasm in the old drunkard's words, and said with a smile: "The owner is flying over, and I want to make the old man sit here and wait for a while."
"What if I don't wait?"
The old drunkard squinted his eyes and tensed up. He looked at the lame leg and felt angry and helpless in his heart. The bloodbath was so tragic that it caused the root cause of his illness and he has not been able to recover until now.
"Nishen is not a bad person, and the Master has fought side by side with Cui Mingfeng and Zhang Ling'er. Why don't you give me a reward?"
"But, I haven't heard of this person, so I can't talk about giving him face."
"Old man, you should know what kind of power the Anti-God is. You can leave at this time and erase the traces, but we will definitely find you." The beautiful butterfly said.
The old drunkard fell silent.
He is no longer at his peak, and his traces cannot be erased. With Nishen's ability, he will definitely be able to find him in a short time.
Can't hide!
Then you can only "reward your face"!
"Why do you master want to see me?" the old drunkard asked.
"Since the bloodshed, Nishen has been looking for you." Lan Meier explained: "As for why the master wants to see you, I don't know that. Please wait patiently for a while."
“Who is the master who rebels against God?”
The old drunkard asked with a solemn face. What he wanted to ask was his real name.
"Ling Feng!"
In an instant, the old drunkard was startled, his eyes were dull, and his tense body relaxed instantly. He looked at the beautiful butterfly and his eyes became much softer: "Okay, I will wait for him here."
Six hours later.
A ray of light came directly to the firewood room in an instant, and the butterflies around him immediately swarmed in this direction, covering the man in them, and everyone became alert.
Just one person!
But he seemed to be able to suppress the whole sky. His face was handsome and as rich as jade, but at this moment, his face was completely enveloped in anxiety. He walked to the firewood house, looked at a beautiful butterfly and asked.
"That... old man is here?"
"Yes!" Lan Meier responded.
"I know, you guys are guarding the door." Ling Feng said, then opened the door and strode in.
The firewood room is not bright and bright, but looks very dark.
An old man was sitting in front of the wooden table, squinting his eyes slightly, holding a bottle of wine in his hand, sipping it carefully. When Ling Feng walked in, he opened his eyes, and when Ling Feng looked at him,
, he was also looking at Ling Feng.
Same name.
Different people!
However, the old drunkard was staring at Ling Feng with burning eyes, as if he wanted to see through him.
"Old man, I finally found you."
Ling Feng pondered for a moment, then immediately walked forward with a smile, couldn't help but sit down, and said: "We are heartbroken when the Holy Mountain is destroyed, but we did not find your bones. I think you are still alive."
Yes.
This old drunkard is the Holy Lord of the Holy Mountain. The Holy Mountain was destroyed, but he escaped. The Counter God once explored and an ancient altar in a secret soil of the Holy Mountain exploded. I think it was the departure of the Holy Mountain Lord.
destroyed at the time.
It was the ancient altar that had erased all traces of him. Unless someone was very familiar with him, it would be really difficult to find this person.
"Master Ling Feng?"
The Holy Lord of the Holy Mountain narrowed his eyes and asked.
"yes!"
Ling Feng smiled and said, "Why do you ask this, old man?"
"Just curious."
The Holy Lord of the Holy Mountain said sadly: "I have a disciple who also used this name."
Ling Feng's heart trembled, and he waded through a warm current. He suppressed the sadness and excitement in his heart and said, "What about now?"
"He died violently because he secretly drank holy water."
"That's a shame."
"How did you find me?" The Holy Lord of the Holy Mountain said with a faint smile, staring into Ling Feng's eyes.
"If a butterfly wants to look for it, it will naturally find it."
"impossible!"
The Holy Lord of the Holy Mountain stood up and said: "If the altar collapses and all traces are erased, even Cui Mingfeng and Zhang Ling'er, who are lucky enough to survive, may not be able to find me, and it took you ten years."
"Also, my image has changed, making it harder to find me."
"Maybe we have better luck." Ling Feng smiled bitterly. Sometimes he didn't know how to explain it. Did he tell this old man that he was reborn?
Will it scare this old man?
"luck?"
The Holy Lord of the Holy Mountain smiled and said: "It's been ten years. During this period, top sects like Shenhuang have given up, right? Only Niishen has been searching for ten years. What kind of force would do this?"
?”
"Cui Mingfeng and I can be called brothers of life and death."
"My apprentice is also Cui Mingfeng's brother!"
"Why are you called Ling Feng?"
"I have been dependent on Ling Qing since I was a child. I was picked up and raised by him. Her surname is Ling, so her surname is Ling."
"Um?"
The Holy Lord of the Holy Mountain raised his eyebrows, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. He originally thought that this was changed by Ling Feng later.
"Were you anxious earlier?"
"I'm a little anxious, but more excited."
"Have you ever heard of Taiyi Zhenshui?"
suddenly.
The Holy Lord of the Holy Mountain's gaze became sharp, piercing Ling Feng's true heart. Even with Ling Feng's current concentration, his heart trembled for an instant. This was a forbidden divine object. No one knew about it until now, only he knew it.
And the Holy Lord of the Holy Mountain said it in one sentence.
"You know!"
The Holy Lord of the Holy Mountain's eyes became sharper and he said: "Only close relatives can search for someone for ten years. I have no close relatives, but I have a disciple, his name is Ling Feng!"
"Holy Lord, what do you mean?" Ling Feng's heart was beating fast.
"When I told you about Taiyi True Water earlier, you were not surprised, which means you know Taiyi True Water." The Holy Lord of the Holy Mountain was able to confirm at this moment: "And there are only two people in the entire Holy Mountain who know about this true water, and one is me.
, and the other one was Ling Feng who secretly drank Taiyi True Water and died violently."
"But……"
"Don't explain."
The Holy Lord of the Holy Mountain explained with a smile: "Other people don't know the secret of Taiyi True Water, but I still know some. The Taiyi True Water in that ancient cup is like a vast ocean. If the Martial God swallows it all, he will die immediately. The Martial Saint naturally insists.
"I don't know, it can come back to life and be reborn in the world!"
Really loud!
Shocking!
Ling Feng's brain buzzed, and he was stunned. He thought it was a secret, but he didn't expect that the Holy Lord of the Holy Mountain would speak out his true meaning. "Rebirth" was something that seemed unbelievable to others, but the Holy Lord of the Holy Mountain
But already knew it.
"So, now you should tell me, are you the Ling Feng?" the Holy Lord of the Holy Mountain asked with burning eyes.
"I am!"
Finally, Ling Feng stood up, no longer hiding his inner excitement and sadness. He thought this was a secret that could never be revealed to others, but he didn't expect that he would utter these words today.
The Holy Lord of the Holy Mountain looked excited and his eyes were red. He loosened his clenched fists and couldn't help but walked towards Ling Feng. Just when Ling Feng was about to hug him, he heard a loud shout.
"Keng baby, you scared me to death!"
ps: It’s very embarrassing.
To be honest, I don’t dare to speak, but I still want to say it. The editor talked to me today and needed a synopsis of the entire story and character biographies. It took a long time and was delayed in coding. Moreover, today’s writing is stuck. There may only be three
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