Han Changsheng had heard that Elder Lan Fang was eighty-eight years old this year, and he thought he would see an old man with an old face, but he was actually a fairy-like old man, so he couldn't help being a little dazed. It wasn't until the little stinky egg in his arms pulled his sleeves that he came back to his senses, quickly found the feeling of acting, and said: "The disciple pays homage to Elder Lan Fang."
Elder Lan Fang smiled and said, "There's no need to be too polite. Good boy, come here and let me have a look."
Han Changsheng walked forward slowly.
Elder Lan Fang was startled when he saw that his hands were wrapped in gauze. Han Changsheng said: "My hand..."
Elder Lan Fang smiled and said: "I heard from Nephew Yue that you were injured in the process of fighting the devil to save your younger brother. You are a good boy, you are very kind, I like it very much."
Han Changsheng: "..." Being praised for his kindness by righteous people again, he will not be able to survive in the world of villains in the future.
Lan Fang took Han Changsheng's hand and began to take his pulse.
Han Changsheng had a strange expression on his face, and asked, "Elder, why did you accept me as an apprentice?"
Lan Fang said indifferently: "The person the kitten likes is always right."
The corner of Han Changsheng's mouth twitched. He originally thought that the Demon Cult could do whatever they wanted, but he didn't expect the righteous people to be even more inexplicable. Just because a cat likes him, so you have to take him as an apprentice? If there are more than a dozen cats on this mountain, wouldn't it be a mess? ! And the little stinky guy is also very strange. Last time he eavesdropped on An Yuan's corner, he seemed to be very familiar with An Yuan, but he had never brought An Yuan to this ghostly place to meet this old man. He had only been up the mountain for a few days. The little stinky was very close to him, and he had only fed the little stinky a meat bun. Could it be that An Yuan is so stingy that he never feeds the little stinky egg? Or... the little stinky must not like the ghostly name Yingxue Yuling!
Lan Fang seemed to see Han Changsheng's doubts, and said: "This cat has been with me for decades. After I entered this valley, I ordered the other disciples of the Yuehua Sect not to come near it. Once I went out of practice Bewitched, unable to move the whole body, and the other disciples never entered the valley because of my order, so they didn’t know that I was in danger. At that time, I almost died. Fortunately, this kitten brought me food and water, and saved my life. Furthermore I have also heard about some of your deeds, you subdued Yin and Yang at a young age, and stood up to protect your fellow disciples in times of crisis, such conduct is really rare."
Han Changsheng was startled again. Isn't this old man confused, or has he stayed in this valley for too long and can't figure out the passage of time? A cat can only live for more than ten years if it is exhausted. Seeing that the little stinky is still a kitten, how can I stay with him for decades
Lan Fang let go of Han Changsheng's pulse: "Your bones are rare, your muscles are light and strong, and your inner breath is smooth. It is a good material for martial arts. With your talent and age, it is really a waste of money to only have such a cultivation level."
Han Changsheng blinked. Back then, the old leader chose him as his successor because he was extremely talented, and none of his peers could catch up with him. Unexpectedly, this guy is lazy and has a big temper. He has not seen any achievements in training in his early twenties, and he will quit every now and then, making the left and right guardians and the four hall masters worry about him.
Elder Lan Fang smiled slightly and said, "Do you think that practice is too hard and tiring, and it takes a long time to achieve results, so you don't want to work hard? In fact, the key to martial arts lies in the word enlightenment. Some people work hard, so they grow very fast. Quick. But diligence is not the whole reason why he can improve. It is because he spends longer time than others and thinks more than others, so it is easier to 'enlighten'. I tested your skills yesterday, and your foundation is still solid , so it doesn't take long for you to break through, as long as you 'enlighten', you can go to a higher level."
He also said: "From today onwards, you don't need to practice with other disciples anymore, come to me every day, and I will tailor a suitable cultivation method for you."
Little Stinky seemed to hear that they were about to start practicing, so he jumped out of Han Changsheng's arms, rubbed against his feet affectionately, and then jumped into the grass and disappeared.
Han Changsheng was in a complicated mood. Lan Fang told him that as long as he had an epiphany, his martial arts would improve by leaps and bounds, which sounded like it could be accomplished without any special effort. If it was left in the past, Han Changsheng might be really interested in hearing what he has to say. As long as his martial arts can become stronger, the left and right guardians and the four hall masters will not force him to practice martial arts all day long, and he can do whatever he wants Not to mention leaving the teaching. But now is really not the time. There are still ten days, only ten days, the old man Xuanji will die, and the days will be less and less, if this continues, the task assigned to him by Black and White Impermanence will be messed up!
Han Changsheng said: "My junior brother is injured, I have to take care of him, I'm afraid I can't..."
Before he finished speaking, Elder Lan Fang said: "It's hard to be kind to you. If that's the case, you can come to my place every afternoon, and you can take care of your junior brother in the morning."
Hearing what he said, Han Changsheng had nothing to say.
Elder Lan Fang was not a meddlesome person. Since Han Changsheng had already come to him, he didn't waste much time, and immediately began to teach Han Changsheng how to practice swords. This was the first day, and he didn't know enough about Han Changsheng, so he started the instructive competition first. Han Changsheng didn't dare to reveal his martial arts skills. During the competition, he only chose the simplest sword moves to deal with, chopping, stabbing, chopping, breaking...
It was not until it was dark that Lan Fang finally let Han Changsheng go back.
Han Changsheng left the valley and immediately went to find An Yuan. It was time for dinner, and An Yuan's legs and feet were inconvenient, so it was difficult for him to go out for food, so Yue Peng arranged for someone to deliver food to An Yuan.
When Han Changsheng came near the disciple's room, he happened to see a young disciple walking towards An Yuan's room carrying a food box, and immediately shouted: "Stop!"
The disciple was startled, turned his head and saw Han Changsheng, and hurriedly said, "Elder brother."
Han Changsheng stepped forward and asked, "Is this for Huangfu?"
The disciple nodded.
Han Changsheng snatched the lunch box from his hand: "I'll deliver it, you can go." He didn't care about the disciple's reaction, and walked towards An Yuan's disciple's room. The disciple was dumbfounded for a moment, looked at his empty hands, and had no choice but to turn around and leave.
The door of An Yuan's room was not locked, and Han Changsheng pushed the door in with the food box. An Yuan saw Han Changsheng coming to deliver the food, and couldn't help being surprised: "Brother, why is it you?"
Han Changsheng said: "You hurt your leg, I don't trust you, so I come to have dinner with you."
An Yuan looked at Han Changsheng very moved.
Han Changsheng opened the food box, took out all the dishes inside and put them on the table, the portion was just enough for two people.
An Yuan stood up with his legs supported by the bed sheet, and wanted to move to the table, but Han Changsheng came over and hugged him directly. An Yuan was taken aback, and subconsciously put his arms around Han Changsheng's neck: "Renjie, you..."
"Don't say anything!" Han Changsheng blocked his mouth with his index finger, with a serious and domineering expression, "Let me serve you, if you get hurt or hurt, I will feel sorry for you!" They were all overwhelmed by their acting skills. His role as a good brother is so authentic!
An Yuan was startled, and stopped looking at him, and turned his gaze away.
Han Changsheng put An Yuan down at the table, handed the chopsticks to him, and the two chatted while eating.
An Yuan asked, "Did you see Elder Lan Fang this afternoon? How was it?"
Han Changsheng knew that An Yuan worshiped Elder Lan Fang, so he praised Lan Fang first, and then said: "I didn't do anything, I just tried a few tricks with me, let me go tomorrow afternoon."
An Yuan said enviously: "It would be great if I could be lucky enough to receive Elder Lan Fang's advice sometime."
Han Changsheng immediately said: "It doesn't matter, I will teach you after I have learned it."
An Yuan was surprised: "This...how can this be done. You are the direct disciple of Elder Lan Fang, how can you..."
Han Changsheng said: "You Yue... We Yuehua faction people learn martial arts, one is to eliminate demons and defend the Tao, and the other is to carry forward the martial arts? I will also accept apprentices and teach me in the future. Elder Lan Fang instructed me , I’m here to point you out, what’s wrong? Do we still have to keep secrets between us brothers and sisters?” Ghosts don’t care about your Yuehua sect’s kung fu, I just want to curry favor with you! Get hooked, bastard!
An Yuan's eyes shifted, he looked at Han Changsheng silently, bit his lip for a while, and said softly: "Renjie..."
Han Changsheng raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"
An Yuan's heart was overwhelmed, but he couldn't say a word in a daze. After a while, he shook his head, lowered his head, and whispered, "Let's eat."
The two chatted for a while after dinner, and Han Changsheng reluctantly left until late at night.
For the next few days, Han Changsheng went to see An Yuan every morning, and when he saw that An Yuan's injury was not recovering quickly enough, he sighed and frowned. If An Yuan's foot injury is not good, it will be difficult for him to complete the task, so how can he not worry? However, in An Yuan's eyes, his performance was another scene.
Every afternoon, he reluctantly went to Peach Blossom Valley to practice sword with Lan Fang.
After getting in touch, he found that Lan Fang was a rather strange person. Martial arts are divided into internal skills and external skills. External skills focus on strength and speed. The most famous ones are southern boxing and northern legs. The speed and strength are strong enough to collapse mountains; Covered with an iron cloth shirt, you can be invulnerable. The masters in the Jianghu are both internal and external, but when Han Changsheng came into contact with Elder Lan Fang, he found that Elder Lan Fang seldom overwhelmed others with internal force. Han Changsheng didn't even know how deep his internal force was, only knew that Lan Fang's The sword is so sharp. He doesn't blindly pursue speed, nor does he have fancy moves. Obviously he uses sword moves that anyone can know, but the sword in his hand is like having eyes. He can always use the sword just right, making the opponent Overwhelming. This is roughly the pinnacle of swordsmanship in external skills.
Even so, Han Changsheng didn't devote himself to practicing kung fu by his side. Once Lan Fang asked him to practice by himself, he started to be lazy. All I can think about is the matter of Gou Xianjun. Elder Lan Fang saw it, but he didn't say anything. When the time came, let him come back tomorrow.
Seeing the time passing day by day, An Yuan's injury is still not healed, and the old man Xuanji is still hiding in a corner, Han Changsheng is going crazy!
As soon as Han Changsheng rushed back to the room, he stomped his feet on the floor: "Impermanence in black and white! Dog gods! Get out of here!"
In the quiet room, no one responded to him.
It's not that Black and White Wuchang has forgotten about Han Changsheng and An Yuan, it's just that one day in the sky and one year in the world, at this time, Black and White Wuchang, who went to the heaven to report on his duties, has just met the Fate God.
The fact that Immortal An Yuan was kicked off the cliff by a mortal and changed his fate when the mortal world was crossing the catastrophe, now the whole heaven knows, and the Immortal Fate also knows about it. If you don't investigate, you don't know. Once you investigate, you will be shocked.
Hei Wuchang worriedly asked his fate: "Shangxian, although the judge has exhausted his mana to let Anyuan Xianjun return to the world, will his fate be affected?"
Fate Immortal smiled wryly: "It's not just affected? You can see for yourself." As he said with a wave of his sleeves, scenes of illusions and golden words on the Fate Book appeared in front of Black and White Impermanence.
After watching for a while, Hei Wuchang's face turned pale with fright, and Bai Wuchang's face turned black with fright.
"How could this be? Shangxian, what should I do?"
Fate Immortal said: "What else can I do? The mortal world is already so powerful. As immortals, we should not easily interfere in mortal affairs. Everything is caused by that mortal named Han Changsheng. I'm afraid Only he can correct it." As he spoke, he stumbled and sighed, "It's a pity that I read countless folk tales before I wrote such an interesting fate for An Yuan Xianjun, even his name in the mortal world. It took me three days and three nights to rule out countless options before deciding. What a pity, what a pity!"
Bai Wuchang asked: "How many things are there like the illusion?"
Fate Immortal said: "Too many, I haven't finished the investigation yet."
Hei Wuchang said: "Then who is Han Changsheng? He is a mortal, but he can change his fate?"
Mingge Xianjun said: "I am also very puzzled by this matter, and have sent heavenly soldiers to investigate."
The three gods looked at each other with helpless faces.
Bai Wuchang said: "Before we went to heaven, we ordered him to act as Xianjun An Yuan's brother in the mortal world to make up for the mistakes he made. Now about a few days have passed in the mortal world. I don't know if that mortal is doing well."
Fate's expression suddenly became very serious: "There is one more thing, which I only discovered recently. Come with me."
The three gods rode the clouds and the fog, and they came to the star pool in a short while. The Fate Immortal came here with black and white impermanence, only to see the stars in the star pool, shining brightly. There are all the stars in the star pool, and the gods above the star king in the heavenly court have a star that represents themselves. By observing the stars, you can know the state of the god.
Immortal Mingge pointed to a star in the star pool and said, "Have you seen the star of Immortal Anyuan?"
Black and white impermanence looked closely, showing a confused expression. Hei Wuchang said: "The stars of Xianjun Anyuan... seem a little strange."
Bai Wuchang nodded: "One side is brighter and the other side is darker. What's the reason?"
Fate Immortal said: "This is what I discovered recently. This star represents Immortal Anyuan. If the stars are like this, I am afraid it will be reflected in his...character in the mortal world."
Black and white impermanence is startled: "Personality?"
Xianjun Mingge nodded: "The character I set for Xianjun Anyuan is a collection of countless advantages such as kindness, wisdom, generosity, and cheerfulness. It can be said that there is no weakness. But for some reason, the stars of Xianjun Anyuan It gradually became darker, but only half darkened again. This probably indicates that his character in the mortal world will undergo some changes. However, the dimness is not obvious at present. The brightness covers up the dimness, and it cannot be seen unless you look carefully. "
The corner of Bai Wuchang's mouth twitched, and he restrained himself from saying anything. All the immortals have read the fate written by the Fate Lord to An Yuan. Basically, as long as someone dares to say a bad word about An Yuan, Gaiming will be ruined. However, there are always such blind people around An Yuan, all because of their destiny to set off An Yuan's good character. Whoever encounters this kind of fate will feel a little bit psychopathic.
Hei Wuchang said: "Will this affect Immortal An Yuan's crossing the catastrophe?"
Fate stroked his beard and said, "It doesn't matter for the time being. Do you see the auxiliary star next to it?"
Black and white impermanence nodded together.
Fate said: "This is the star of Anyuan's catastrophe. As long as this star is not extinguished, it means that he is in the calamity and has not failed. Even if something goes wrong in the process, the star will not be extinguished, it can be remedied." .”
Black and White Inconsistency, the star of disaster and catastrophe was still dazzlingly bright at the moment, and they all heaved a sigh of relief.
Bai Wuchang said: "Since that's the case, I would like to ask all the immortal soldiers to look up the origin of Han Changsheng. It's getting late, we have to go down to see how the mortal corrected his fate."
Fate waved his sleeves: "Go!"
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