Chapter 623: Young boy and old woman

Taking the human world as a bet, as a whole human world, I am afraid that only Chao Qingqiu has the courage to act like this.
This sword fairy, in the past years, has done a lot of things. These things are big and small, and small things can be ignored. But occasionally one big thing is enough to make other people in the world feel extremely shocked, let alone. The truth behind that incident is already so on the surface.
For the things that Qingqiu has done in the past few years, it was a shocking event that Qingtian City took a sword to open the sky, and it was even more so when Luoyang City killed more than one saint.
"If it is about the rise and fall of a country, such a chess player can only be played by the player with the highest chess power in his country. The so-called chess power does not mean the high player in the chess path, but the person who is skilled in calculation. My sword is the strongest in the world. , I am not the person who is the most savvy, but such a big thing can only be done by me."
Chao Qingqiu raised his head and looked at the rain curtain and said: "Betting on the world will not be appreciated by everyone in the world. If you lose, you will become a sinner forever. This kind of thankless thing, no one can do it. not easy."
Ye Changting also looked at the rain curtain, but did not answer immediately. Instead, he found a chair and sat down. After waiting for the woman’s
long overdue
tea to be served, Ye Changting picked it up and took a sip. He glanced at it and said, "Don't be reluctant, I am his only friend, how can I come up with such a thing?"
The woman was at a loss when she heard this. Although she was not a smart woman before, Ye Changting came several times. How could she not know what kind of character Ye Changting was? Such a sword fairy, Any place must be treated with courtesy. She also understands this truth. There are good tea leaves at home, but not many.
She was a little reluctant.
The reluctance is naturally because of someone.
Chao Qingqiu didn't know why, she liked drinking tea in this life, so she prepared some tea, but at first she only thought that it could only be given to Chao Qingqiu.
Watching her smile shyly, a smile flashed towards Qingqiu's mouth.
The woman turned around reluctantly to prepare new tea leaves, and Ye Changting put down the tea cup and said, "This time, you seem to be living a lot easier than before."
Zhao Qingqiu said: "When I was not practicing swordsmanship in my early years, it was interesting to hear the singers in the city sing, but the words almost meant something like the next life and the present life. Since there is an afterlife, how can I follow this life? Generally the same?"
Ye Changting let out a sigh of relief, "You are the only one eligible for Qingqiu."
This brings the problem back to the beginning.
Chao Qingqiu didn't speak, he was waiting for his own cup of tea.
After a while, the woman walked out naturally with two cups of tea, just one big and one small.
The big one is Chaoqingqiu, and the small one is Ye Changting.
Placed in front of Ye Changting, Chao Qingqiu naturally picked up a large cup and took a sip.
Looking at this scene, Ye Changting was a little weird.
Chao Qingqiu said, "I'm not without a chance. If there is no chance of winning at all, then I'll die by myself."
Ye Changting pressed the hilt of the sword and said with a smile: "Is it not easy?"
Chao Qingqiu ignored him, turned his head to look at the woman, and asked softly: "The young boy and the old woman, these two fight, who can win?"
This is not a particularly difficult question to answer, but the question itself is also a question.
Woman shy
She smiled, but just shook her head. Chao Qingqiu is a sword fairy, she would not think that Chao Qingqiu was just such a simple sentence.
Chao Qingqiu glanced at her and said, "Don't think too much. Sometimes thinking too much is not a good thing."
Chao Qingqiu said: "We and them are the young boys and the old women. It's hard to say who wins or loses."
Ye Changting was too lazy to say that Chao Qingqiu had always been not clear about the matter of Tianwai, and he didn't bother to ask again, if there were any problems in the future, the big deal would be slashed.
If there is no problem, it is better.
The rain has been falling, and there is no tendency to stop.
Chao Qingqiu drank tea and talked a lot of gossip, maybe he didn't like to talk much before, so he talked a lot about gossip this time, but gossip is gossip, which made Ye Changting very impatient to hear it.
Ye Changting waited patiently for another half an hour, listening to Chao Qingqiu talking about many things in Luoyang City, and finally couldn't help it.
"Be safe and not restless."
Chao Qingqiu smiled slightly, "The rain in Luoyang City has started to fall. How could it be a simple rain? There is nothing for us now, just watch it."
Ye Changting asked, "What are you looking at?"
Chao Qingqiu said with a smile: "Naturally it depends on how I play this game, or to put it another way, let us see how the pawns on this board will choose."
"It's just that no matter how you choose, it's not easy."
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The sunset sky and the lonely bird fly together, and the autumn water is the same.
This is a famous line of a certain great poet, written about a place in Gengyang in Liangxi. This place has a beautiful landscape. There are countless literati from various countries who have come here. Naturally, there are countless popular verses, but in these verses, I can't remember that sentence, it is a parallel essay, it is a story about a building.
The building was on the bank of the river. There used to be a lot of people, but now it is a flood season, and the water level on the river bank is much higher than usual. The building seems a little lonely and dangerous. Few people dare to climb the building to see the river view.
In addition, the flood this year was indeed a bit serious, and the bottom floor has been submerged. Not to mention ordinary people, it may be difficult for even Wu Fu to climb this building.
But now there are two people upstairs.
There was a gray-haired man with an old book pinned to his waist, and the other man had a calm expression and looked a little fairy-like.
Two older people were standing on the top of this building at a distance of age, but no one spoke.
The billowing river never stopped from east to west, and the two people looked at the river and did not know a person who showed a special expression.
The roar of the river could not be said to be the atmosphere in the quiet building, or the atmosphere in the quiet building can only be described by the word quiet.
The old man who was holding the old book said, "The matter is still not covered."
The solemn middle-aged man said: "There is no eternal secret in this world. Besides, I have never regarded it as a secret. Now it doesn’t matter if I can’t hold it anymore. Her way will change if she chooses herself. No more."
"But if anyone wants to kill her, I will kill her first."
The old man smiled slightly, "Your daughter, with such a bloodline, how can she be a sea in the future, and the Taoist door should press her on her in the future, but the world can't understand these things, so it is destined to cause an uproar, you Can this Taoist priest be able to suppress it?"
The middle-aged man shook his head and said: "Some people dare to speak, some dare to do things, but no one dares to say these things in front of me."
The old man smiled and said, "You still do, Ye Xiujing."
Who Ye Xiujing is, is naturally the most important one among the Taoist saints.
Ye Sheng looked at the old man and said helplessly: "You Confucianism is a dog that doesn't speak but bites people."
Master Zhou smiled and said, "You really don't sound good."
But he didn't get angry.
The realms of the two saints are already so wonderful, naturally they will not be more real on this issue.
Ye Sheng looked at the rushing river, and was silent for a long time, "Liang also wants to go into the clouds, and Daomen counts him as one."
After Chao Qingqiu had a battle in Luoyang City and cut down a few saints, although the power of the world is not a shuffle, but in general, it has been different from before. Nowadays, Taoism and Confucianism naturally need new ideas. The sage appeared to maintain the situation of mountains and rivers.
For Dao Sect, the Guanzhuliang was naturally the person most likely to enter the cloud. Now Ye Sheng appeared here to meet Master Zhou, naturally also to solve this matter.
Liang also entered the cloud, and Confucianism must not send someone to intercept and kill.
This is the content of the matter.
So, when a certain Confucian monk enters the cloud one day, Dao Sect will not be able to act, but this requires Master Zhou to provide a name.
Ye Sheng said: "No matter what the swordsman's line is, he won't think about making a move, so you and I can settle this matter."
Master Zhou said, "Liang Yi is a natural shortcut, and that is Su Ye."
One master, one master.
Exactly.
Ye Sheng said: "Besides Liang Yi, there may be others in Daomen."
Master Zhou smiled, "Needless to say, each depends on his ability."
After all, Taoism’s background is deeper and better than Confucianism. Apart from Liang Yi, there are other monks who climbed up to the building to approach the last step. This is not a big event, nor is it impossible to happen, but Confucianism does not have it, so Master Zhou can’t say anything. , It can only be so.
This is helpless.
Ye Sheng glanced at Master Zhou, and then said: "Shengge may be able to enter the ocean within a hundred years."
Master Zhou frowned and said, "When you and Liang Yi will her, what can we do?"
Ye Sheng didn't speak.
Master Zhou said: "There are too many unknowable things."
Ye Sheng stopped talking about this, but said: "The swordsman has an extra sword immortal in his line. Let's be faster."
The battle in Xiaoyuan City has not yet ended, but both of them already know.
"A Liuxiang six thousand years later, a Ye Changting who didn't know where he came from, and two young people, the swordsman star, began to shine."
Master Zhou sighed a little, it seemed that soon the swordsman would become stronger again.
"Now there is another sword fairy."
Ye Sheng looked at the river with deep eyes, "Chao Qingqiu's sword has indeed cut open a new world. No one can match him."
Master Zhou stretched out his hand to press on the book on his waist, "If he is still in this world, this world will be really scary."
Ye Sheng rarely nodded and said: "But he has left the world."