Mr. Rihua said with a smile, "In order to meet me, you must have visited many old friends of mine."
"Only they know that if they want to see me, they must do what I like."
"I don't like gold and silver treasures, I don't like panacea, I only like to hear stories, and only stories with souls."
"A painting is a story, a character is a story, a set of martial arts can also be a story." Xiang Nan said.
There was a gleam in Mr. Rihua's eyes that day, and he said: "I understand the first two things you mentioned, but this set of martial arts is also a kind of story, but I have never heard of it."
"If you hadn't performed it yourself in my plum blossom forest, you would never believe it."
"Little friend's martial arts attainments are the only ones I have ever seen in my life. I admire, admire..."
Xiang Nan smiled and said, "I dare not."
The masters in various fields are actually the same, and they can all come together in the end.
Whether it is calligraphy and painting, Xuan Dao or martial arts, it is the same.
That Bai Wuya is a grand master of martial arts, his martial arts attainments are an art that is unparalleled in the world.
Mr. Rihua looked at Xiang Nan seriously that day, and kept saying to himself: "It's rare, rare to have such profound and unpredictable martial arts insights at such a young age."
"Little friend, do you want to ask me for something? Since I have agreed to let you in, you can go ahead and ask."
Xiang Nan cupped his fists and said with a smile, "The junior wants to get a letter from you."
That day Mr. Rihua was taken aback when he heard the words, and sighed: "I thought that Xiaoyou is also a man of temperament, but unexpectedly, he is as clichéd as others, and he came here for my words."
"The thing of loyalty is entrusted by others. I am not doing it for your words, I am doing it for 'righteousness'." Xiang Nan replied neither humble nor overbearing.
Mr. Rihua smiled happily that day, and said: "What a righteousness, but if you came to me a few years ago, I would definitely give it to you, but not now."
"The ancients used to throw the piano for their confidantes, but I, for the sake of a deceased friend, have closed my books."
"If there is no one in this world who really appreciates my pen and ink, then what's the use of me writing thousands of pieces."
Xiang Nandao: "I don't know if the person Mr. Yuechen mentioned is surnamed Bai."
Mr. Rihua nodded that day and said, "It's Bai, he..."
Speaking of this, Mr. Rihua suddenly stood up from his seat. He looked at Xiang Nan in shock and said, "Who the hell are you!"
"In the whole world, there is only one person who calls me Mr. Yuechen!"
Xiang Nan's eyes were slightly red. He looked at Mr. Rihua and said, "That year, you said you didn't like the word "Rihua" because it was too sharp."
"That man joked that if he wasn't called Rihua, he might as well be called Yuechen. This was originally a joke, but later on, it became easy to say."
That day, Mr. Rihua also had slightly red eyes. He took a deep look at Xiang Nan and said, "Dare to ask, is that 'he' dead?"
Xiang Nandao: "'He' is already dead, but there is another 'he' who is resurrected again."
Mr. Rihua's voice trembled slightly: "There is such a wonderful thing in the world, can you really be resurrected from the dead, reincarnated?"
"Then let me ask you, that 'he', does he still remember the memory of his previous life?"
With tears in his eyes, Xiang Nan smiled and said, "I remember, of course I remember, if 'he' hadn't remembered what you mentioned in your previous life, people can be put into a pill furnace to refine their bodies like pills, how could 'him' have such good fortune in this life .”
"At that time 'he' called you a lunatic, a mad genius. Unexpectedly, in this life, after verifying it for yourself, you will realize that it is possible to practice it as a pill."
Mr. Rihua's tears had already flowed down, he looked up to the sky and sighed: "The sky has eyes! The sky has eyes!"
"hahahahahahahahahaha… "
Xiang Nan was also full of emotions, and said: "Mr. Yuechen, it has been many years since you left, you old man, don't come here without any harm."
That day, Mr. Rihua rushed forward, grabbed Xiang Nan's wrist, and said, "Mu Chen, I will accompany you to Tianxuanzong to take revenge! Even if this old man risked his life, he will help you kill your enemy." !"
Xiang Nan smiled and shook his head: "Although Mr. Yuechen is in a good martial arts realm, he will never return when he enters Tianxuanzong."
"What's more, wouldn't it be a pleasure to kill the enemy's blood with my own hands? My own hatred, I will end it myself."
Mr. Rihua nodded that day, and said with a gratified smile: "Sure enough, it is still your usual style. I really never thought that I would see you again in my lifetime."
"Mu Chen, Mu Chen, the old man misses you so much."
Xiang Nan's eyes were filled with tears, and he said, "Senior Moonchen misses so many juniors, even if he dies again, he will be satisfied."
Mr. Rihua pulled Xiang Nan into the room quickly, and said, "Quickly tell me, what happened to you all these years."
For the first time in his life, Xiang Nan revealed his secret to someone else, and this person was Xiang Nan's life-and-death acquaintance in his previous life, Mr. Rihua.
After Xiang Nan finished speaking, Mr. Rihua woke up like a dream, as if he had experienced Xiang Nan's life himself.
He sighed: "There is such a strange thing in the world, so you can already absorb the world-destroying divine thunder by relying on the Nine Transformations of Shocking Thunder and the divine grade Thunder Vein talent?"
"Then I have a message here, maybe you will like it."
"Mr. Yuechen, it's okay to talk." Xiang Nan said.
That day, Mr. Rihua thought about it, and said: "The Jiuxiao royal family has only one divine thunder in their collection, and it is Hongyun Huolei, which is ranked fifteenth on the list of divine thunders."
"Oh? There is such a thing!" Xiang Nan's heart moved, and he sighed again: "It's a pity, it belongs to the Jiuxiao royal family after all, how can I get it in my hands."
Mr. Rihua smiled and said: "Of course you can't take it away, but can't you absorb the power of Shenlei? Just like you absorbed Baiyan Ranlei several times before."
"As long as you absorb some arcs of red cloud fire thunder, your realm can also be improved."
"You're right." Xiang Nan nodded, and pondered: "Then I have to find a chance, please let the eldest prince let me see the red cloud and fire thunder with my own eyes, and only I can be present."
Mr. Rihua said: "The red cloud and fire thunder are the treasures of the Jiuxiao royal family, and they will not be easily shown to outsiders. You need to make great contributions to them."
"Mu Chen, are you sure you really don't want my help? You really don't need me to kill Xuan Qingzhu for you?"
A flash of hatred flashed in Xiang Nan's eyes, and he said, "I'm most afraid of her death at the hands of others. Whether it's her being struck to death by lightning, or her death from practicing kung fu, that's the last thing I want to see. Arrived."
"I have to kill her with my own hands to relieve the hatred in my heart!"
"It's true to say that. The most fearful thing is that I have finally practiced kung fu, but my enemy is no longer alive." Mr. Rihua sighed, he understood Xiang Nan's mood very well.
"Well, since you are the one asking for words, I will write to you. What word do you want?" Mr. Rihua asked.
Xiang Nan thought for a while and said, "I want the word 'loyalty'."
That day, Mr. Rihua immediately laughed and said, "I understand what you're thinking, okay, I'll write you 'loyalty' now!"