3537-Sorcerer

Fengting County.

Since then, there has been an additional dart board called'Mighty Escort’. Yang Yu became the head of the dart. Although he could not continue to practice mana without his spiritual roots, he was considered a first-rate master in the ordinary and was naturally qualified to be the head of the dart. Job title.

After operating for a few years, the ‘Mighty Escort’ has become the number one **** around Fengting County, business is getting better and better, and Yang Yu’s swordsmanship is superb, even some monsters are afraid and dare not provoke him.

After making money, Yang Yu bought a house where Yang Tu, Chen Lian and Zhuo Bufan lived.

This winter, heavy snow fell from goose feathers.

"Brother Zhuo, this year Yu'er is in her thirties, and she has not yet asked for a wife. There are several big family ladies in the county who have been in their boudoirs. They have asked someone to talk about their marriage. But Yu'er has been reluctant, and obviously became the head of the dart. The reputation has also been beaten, and he personally escorts the darts, and stays at home every few days a year." Yang Tu and Zhuo Bufan complained while drinking.

Zhuo Bufan took a sip of wine, "Yu'er has his own thoughts. You fathers and mothers have worked hard for his life's major events. I also understand that there are things that can't be forced."

Zhuo Bufan has already calculated everything that Yang Yu experienced in the "Xianwu Zong", hurt and trapped by love. If he can't get out, there is no other way for others.

"I'm his father. Although he hasn't said this over the years, I know that he must have been wronged in the'Xianwuzong', otherwise he will not change his personality, nor will he leave the Xianwuzong and be willing to be a small dart head." Yang Tu sighed.

"The one who worried the most was her mother, who was nagging about his marriage all day, not thinking about food and tea."

Zhuo Bufan drank the wine without answering. The older Yang Yu got, the more Yang Tu nagged.

"Master, Lord Zhuo, the son is back!" At this moment, a housekeeper walked over and said with joy.

Six months ago, Yang Yu picked up a dart and went out for half a year. Only then did he come back, with a group of escorts riding a horse, creaking, and the gate of the mansion opened.

"Lü Lü Lü!" Yang Yu now has a shaggy beard, and his appearance has become much rougher, holding the reins, turning over and dismounting, and walks into the door with his bridle, leaving footprints one by one.

"Father, Uncle Zhuo." Yang Yu said with a smile, "Everyone, let's go home first. In the evening, let's go to the "Drunk Xianlou" for a celebration banquet."

"Yes, total dart head."

A group of escorts turned their horses around and rushed home.

"Yu'er is back!" Chen Lian also ran out, followed by two maids behind her.

"Let me see." Chen Lian had tears in her eyes.

Yang Yu smiled and said: "Mother, I don't have a piece of meat, and I am not hungry or thin. Don't worry about me!"

"I'm your mother, how can I not worry about you? The Xue family sent someone to talk about the marriage last month. Xue Yingqiu's girl is 20 years old this year. The mother saw that girl at the fireworks show last year. She looks so beautiful. Yes, and it's interesting to you." As soon as we met, Chen Lian began to talk about marriage.

Yang Yu looked impatient, but he was filial and didn't dare to make Chen Lian angry, so he hurried over to hold Zhuo Bufan, "Uncle Zhuo, Dad, the three of us have a good meal, and other things, I will say later, mother, you let the kitchen Help us prepare some snacks."

"Oh, when you talk about your life's major events, you can just talk about other things..." Chen Lian was furious.

Yang Tu grabbed his wife and shook her head, "Yu'er just came back, so don't say anything."

After drinking, Yang Yu went back to the room and took a deep sleep. In the evening, he went to the Drunken Immortal Building with a group of escorts to celebrate his achievements. With his cultivation base, ordinary wine is not drunk at all.

At night, the sky was sporadic and the wind was like a knife.

Yang Yu knocked open Zhuo Bufan's room, carrying a pot of wine and a roast goose in lotus leaf, "Uncle Zhuo, I bought it for you."

"Drinking?" Zhuo Bufan smiled and told him to sit down in the room.

Zhuo Bufan was incarnation of commonplace, and he didn't have the power to maintain his appearance. Now he is over fifty, his hair is much whiter, and his appearance has become older.

"Do you still keep the handkerchief that Miss Xue gave you?" Zhuo Bufan drank and smiled.

Yang Yu looked down. There was a pink handkerchief in his purse showing his foot. He smiled awkwardly and put the handkerchief on. Zhuo Bufan could see his future luck, and the Xue family had no chance.

"Why don't you accept Miss Xue, your father and your mother both work for your lifelong master." Zhuo Bufan asked.

"Uncle Zhuo, I..." Yang Yu took a sip of wine and shook his head: "I can't help it."

"Did something happen to Xianwuzong?" Zhuo Bufan asked.

Yang Yu was stunned for a moment, his palms clenched into fists. Even in the past ten years, the events of the year are still vivid and unforgettable. "Uncle Zhuo, I can't tell my father and mother about this. I'm afraid they will be sad. , I only tell you..."

"He Ren and Li Dongyao are now the immortal family members of the Immortal Wuzong, both of whom have completed the foundation, and it is estimated that it will not take long to reach the Nascent Soul Realm!"

"And I can only be a small dart head in Fengting County in my life, but I am also satisfied, and I don't think about it so much, but now I still can't accept another woman's feelings."

"Who can change the past?" Zhuo Bufan frowned, shook his head and said.

"Yeah, no one can change the past. Time passes and it is gone forever." Yang Yu sighed.

After Yang Yu left, Zhuo Bufan took a glass of wine and watched it quietly.

Over the years, turning into a commonplace, Zhuo Bufan has been thinking about one stroke of swordsmanship, one stroke that can master swordsmanship at the time level, but it is a pity that time is too mysterious, and it is always difficult to trace the trajectory.

"My sword move'Dust World' is getting more and more perfect, but another sword move on the time level has no clue. The past...the future. The future is unpredictable. The past cannot be changed?"

Zhuo Bufan held the wine and thought quietly.

"I have been thinking about it. I don't have any foundation to think about the mystery of the time level. I don't have a teacher, no books, and I just think about it on my own?"

Suddenly, Zhuo Bufan's mind flashed. His Divine Sense clone was still in the Dao Pagoda, where the flow of time was a thousand times that of here. The flow of time... isn't it the mystery of the time hierarchy?

After a stick of incense, Zhuo Bufan's eyes flashed suddenly.

There was a stick of incense in the world of the Xia clan. Thousands of times had passed in the Dao Pagoda. Zhuo Bufan's divine consciousness cloned in the Dao Pagoda, and he felt the time flow of the Dao Pagoda, as if opening a new door to Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan held the wine glass and looked at the muddy wine in the glass.

A mysterious atmosphere suddenly appeared around him, the wine in the wine glass continued to decrease, the color of the celadon on the porcelain cup became gray, and finally the wine glass was eroded and weathered and turned into a grit, which was sprinkled on the tabletop.

Zhuo Bufan controlled the time flow rate on the wine glass to speed up the evaporation of the wine and the weathering of the wine glass.

If you want to master a new thing, the most difficult thing is the beginning. A breakthrough appears at the beginning. This is what excites Zhuo Bufan the most.

Spring has passed and autumn has come, and another thirty years have passed. Yang Tu, Chen Lian, and Zhuo Bufan are all old and full of silver hair. Because of eating a lot of spirit pills, Yang Tu and Chen Lian are still healthy.

Yang Yu is 60 years old this year and has never married a wife.