At least Yan Yuan doesn't look really old, at least compared with those old men he hasn't seen yet, there is still a big gap.
Now when I think about the possibility that I might have to passively listen to them tell stories and make excuses every day in the future, I feel a little scared.
I know that after the initial novelty period, I will definitely feel bored.
But I still can’t refuse this kind of thing, which really makes me feel like I’m one head above the other!
Seeing the changes in my face in a short period of time, the smile on Yan Yuan's face became more and more obvious, and later became almost undisguised.
Seeing him like this, I felt as if I had fallen into a trap. How could I be so eclipsed because of just a few words from him? It was so shameless.
Thinking of this, I rolled my eyes at him pretending to be calm, and coveted everything with a very arrogant attitude, as if I had already made up my mind.
After all, this kind of thing is not a big deal. It can only be said that deep down in my heart I despise all authority.
Otherwise, if you were to change someone at random, you would probably want to invite all those old men to your cave, entertain them with delicious food and drink every day, and wait on them at your call, just so that you can subtly change your own personality.
destiny.
You know, this change is not just their guidance, it may even include them themselves, who may become their backers!
This is the power of connections, this is the structure that an organization should have, and this is the most correct perspective for a young person to think about things.
Of course I understand these things, but understanding and agreeing with them are two different things, and whether you agree with them or not is two completely different ways of living in the world than doing or not doing them.
Perhaps because he saw how quickly I reacted, Yan Yuan stopped laughing and became a bit solemn.
"Yan Yuan is very pleased that the young master can react so quickly!" His voice suddenly changed and he said: "Actually, the reason why I mentioned this today is more because I hope that the young master can be wary of those outside.
Old monk."
"When they reach that age, they will have almost no other hobbies except practicing. And for this purpose, these people will often use any means and do anything." He said, with a few cold lights flashing in the corners of his eyes.
I don’t know why, but when he said all this, two old people automatically appeared in my mind.
One of them is the castle master. In my impression, except when I was very young, the castle master did spend most of his time in seclusion.
"Perhaps, he said that he is so obsessed with improving his strength because the blood feud he carries is too heavy!" I thought in my heart, and defended the castle owner immediately.
But in fact, as a person who is halfway to cultivating immortality, Dongfang Ying’s age is not that old for me, and I am really not old enough to let go of everything and only indulge in cultivation.
"I just don't know what he will be like next time I see him!" Thinking of this, I felt sad.
When I took charge of the Blood-devouring Madness and fought against the Demon Ancestor, I already knew that the Castle Lord was not actually a living person in the true sense.
He has long since become a bloodthirsty slave, the slave of the legendary demon emperor's sword!
And the reason why he has been living consciously in Dongfang Fort is just because of some agreements reached between my father and him.
In the end, according to the agreement between the two of them, Dongfang Ying me, as the person on the surface, sat in a sword-raising pond like Dongfang Fort, took care of me when I grew up, and worked with other villagers transformed into bloodthirsty slaves to create a new world for me.
An environment that normal human beings should have for growth.
It can be said that everything I have been exposed to since childhood is somewhere between illusion and reality.
It is also because of his special status and the special status of the castle master as the spokesperson of my father that he was able to single-handedly overwhelm the entire Moon Burial Forest, suppressing the Demon Ancestor so much that he did not dare to take any action for a long time.
When I think of the Lord of the Castle, apart from the deep affection for him, I only have compassion that has nowhere to put it.
I didn't know the pain in his heart until the end, but unfortunately I didn't have the chance to talk about it at that time.
Fortunately, my father has already given me the Blood-devouring Madness. When I find it in the future, whenever there is a slight possibility, I hope to set him free.
Of course, the premise is that he can be freed as a living human being, and this is consistent with my obsession with helping Huang Liang resurrect.
It’s hard to say that the reason why I happily agreed to help Huang Liang was not affected by this thought deep in my heart!
Besides the castle master, the other older monk was undoubtedly Old Man Guihuang!
Different from the fortress master who practiced half-way, he was a complete monk, and he was very old, fully meeting every condition mentioned by Yan Yuan.
But the impression given to me by Guihuang is that he is different from the old monks described by the dean. He has a more ambitious goal.
The so-called strength is just a condition for him to achieve his goal, not everything.
I even have a feeling that if there were a truly powerful person at this moment who promised to help him restore the glory of the evil sect in the past, but the condition was that he gave up his own cultivation or life, Guihuang would not blink an eye.
This is a monk with great aspirations in his heart, and he is by no means comparable to the ordinary monks who are only obsessed with pursuing their own strength.
And monks like Guihuang are by no means an exception. At least I know that my cheap senior brother, the founder and Supreme Elder of Qitian Academy, is such a monk with big goals.
Although he hasn't told me what his real purpose is, I know he must have it, and I believe in my feelings.
No matter how easy-going and aloof he appears, he can't change my opinion.
"Perhaps, my strength is not enough! Maybe when my cultivation reaches a certain level, he will definitely tell me!"
"After all, no matter what you say, I am still his junior brother!" I have no doubt about this!
At the same time, I also understood that the Yan Yuan in front of me was by no means as simple as he seemed.
I don't think that being able to sit on the position of the head of Qitian Academy and take charge of such a large force can be achieved just by being a disciple of the Supreme Elder.
If a person does not have some ambition and some skills, it will be difficult to deal with so many arrogant and unyielding monks!
But no matter what, he reminded me out of good intentions, even though the reminder was somewhat biased.
But it's not entirely wrong to change the perspective. After all, no matter what the purpose or idea is, it needs strong cultivation as support to be possible to achieve it.
If you look at it from this perspective, what Yan Yuan said is not bad at all.
"I know, thank you for reminding me!" I smiled, without being too polite to him. (To be continued)