The child is called Lu Fei, he doesn't know his parents, he doesn't know his origin, and he has been adopted by Wang Shidao since he was a child. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Wang Shidao didn't treat him as an adopted son, and he didn't allow Lu Fei to treat him as an elder.

The relationship between the two was very strange, and even Artimo once accidentally discovered that Wang Shidao was a little respectful to Lu Fei.

Since then, every time Artimo sees Lu Fei in the city, he will be very kind.

He smiled and said, "Then Brother Lu will take me in." ”

The gateway to Zhizhizhai is not large, but once you enter it, you will find that there is a cave. The construction of the whole Zhizhizhai is unique, and the furnishings everywhere seem to be scattered, or the small bridge and flowing water, or a corner of the cornice, all show a wonderful artistic conception of indifference.

Wang Shidao was in the pavilion next to the pool, and across from him sat a man who couldn't tell how old he was.

This man was a man, with clear facial features, a pair of slender hands, sitting casually, as if on a white cloud, ethereal. There were many great people in Maha City, and Artimo had seen many of them, but he knew that this man was probably more brilliant than any other master he had ever seen.

When Atemo walked into the pavilion, the man happened to turn his head, and his crystal-pure eyes met him, and Atemo suddenly felt that his soul had been cleansed, like a young leaf that had only emerged from the branches after a heavy rain, without any vulgar dust.

The man smiled and said, "The longer the brewing of snow lotus wine, the better, and three years is the best vintage." ”

Atimo smiled back and said, "This gentleman is right, and this pot of Snow Lotus wine has been stored in the cellar of the city lord of Maha City for three years today, not more than one day, not less than one day." ”

Without being aware of Artimo's unnoticed, the man gently and skillfully took away the jar of Snow Lotus wine, and with a bang, the mouth of the jar opened. The wine comes out of the mouth of the altar, divides into two water lines, and then changes, just like two wine glasses, crystal clear, the wine is clear, and the faint fragrance floats between the pavilions, making people's ears clear and clear.

Wang Shidao finally spoke and said, "Artimo, you go to the front yard to stay first." ”

He is an extremely serious person, and as soon as he speaks, people subconsciously dare not refuse. Moreover, Artimo would not disobey the words of the king's master, so he turned towards the two of them and slowly retreated.

The man smiled: "Why don't you accept him as an apprentice." ”

Wang Shidao said lightly: "The qualifications are too poor, and the fortune is too shallow." ”

The man shook his head and said, "I don't think you want to trouble him." ”

Wang Shidao pondered for a while and said, "Yes." ”

The man said: "You still have such a warm side, compared with the past, it has changed a lot." ”

Wang Shidao replied: "Isn't the peak Taoist also without the heroism of his previous life. ”

The man smiled, and then sighed: "In the past, I practiced the heaviness of the mountain, but now I am the clear spirit of the wind, and my temperament has naturally changed, and climbing to the peak has long been an old thing, and now I call it the sad wind, both sad and old, and the old thing follows the wind." ”

"You've really changed a lot since you came back to samsara, say what you came from. Wang Shidao drank one of the glasses of wine, and his eyes fell leisurely on the Sad Wind Dao person.

Sadness said: "Ten thousand years ago, Mahakasa received the three swords of Indra, you should know. ”

"Yes. Wang Shidao's eyes shone with brilliance, and the most outstanding battle he had ever seen in his life was that battle.

Grief said: "Mahakala was injured by Indra's three swords, but he also learned a set of sword techniques from them. ”

"It's just nonsense in the market, not enough to be taken seriously. Wang Shidao said indifferently.

"You say this, but you actually know in your heart that this is true, for 10,000 years, you haven't taken a step out of Maha City, aren't you also looking for that sword technique? Sad Wind said leisurely.

The calm and waveless water in the pool rippled, which was a reflection of Wang Shidao's inner unrest.

Seeing this, the sad wind smiled and did not say a word, but drank the wine.

Wang Shi said: "You know the whereabouts of that sword technique. ”

Sad Wind said: "I know." ”

"Where. Wang Shidao asked unabashedly, he has indeed been looking for that knife method for a long time, it is not only the knife method, but also the summary of the Buddha's life by Ka Ye, and with the talent and talent of Maha Ka Ye, that sword method will inevitably be the supreme supernatural power, comparable to Zhen Yuanzi's sleeve, and the invincible mastery of chasing the Buddha's Buddha's divine palm.

Sad Wind said: "The Jiaye Temple in the city. ”

Wang Shidao shook his head and said, "I've been there many times, but there's nothing there. ”

Sad Wind said: "If you go with me now, you will definitely be able to find it." ”

Wang Shidao said lightly: "Then why don't you go yourself." ”

Sad Wind said: "The barrier under the Mahakal leaf cloth cannot be broken by me alone. ”

Wang Shidao said in a deep voice: "You can go to someone else." ”

Sad Wind said leisurely: "If you are looking for someone else, it is better to come to you." ”

His eyes were clear, and he looked straight at Wang Shidao, all calmly.

"I believe you once. ”

Sad Wind smiled freely, made a mockery to Wang Shidao, and then hugged the wine jar of Snow Lotus Wine in his arms, and chuckled: "This wine is good, you are not a wine lover, so I'll take it." ”

Without waiting for Wang Shidao to answer, the sad wind had turned into a melodious wind and went out of the gate.

Wang Shidao sent the sad wind away, and from his wind escape, he glimpsed a trace of the immovable solidity like a mountain, and knew that after this person awakened from the reincarnation, he had practiced the true form of Taiyue to the point of reaching the peak, only keeping his intentions, not leaving his form. Even if the Giant Spirit God of the Ancient Heavenly Court was still alive, I am afraid that in terms of pure physical strength, he would fall into disadvantage.

As for the other adventures of the sad wind, he also saw the clue, it was the inheritance of Feng Bo, and he got it. Or the person behind the sad wind is Feng Bo.

It's just that the legend says that Feng Bo has already been killed by Dayi, so if there is a backer behind the sad wind, and it is the possibility of Feng Bo, it is not very big.

He thought about this, quite sad, and then walked to the front yard, where Lu Fei was sitting on the rockery reading a book, and Atimo was standing respectfully in front of the courtyard gate.

Wang Shidao was happy to see Atimo doing this, but Shizun once said that the Xuantian Sect could not be revived, and he could not accept disciples, so he solemnly agreed at that time.

As a result, he did not show affection for Artimo over the years.

But his heart is not made of iron and stone, no matter how utilitarian Artimo is close to him, at least there is still a lot of sincerity. Regardless of the heart, there is no perfect person in the world, this is the real red dust.

Wang Shidao glanced at Lu Fei, nodded lightly at Atimo, and said, "I'll go out tonight, you and Lu Fei stay here, no matter what happens, you must wait until I come back before you can leave Zhizhizhai." ”

When Artimo saw the seriousness on Wang Shidao's face, his heart suddenly calmed, and at the same time he guessed that Wang Shidao's order must be related to the guests who came at the right time.