Chapter 867: Drifting away!
A brief surge of realization made Chu Xun feel a little emotional. While chatting, several dishes were served on the table. Chu Xun invited Jin Yun to sit down, but the latter smiled modestly and sincerely and said: "The restaurant Today’s party is my first time to attend, so I can’t refuse. I’m sorry!”
Jin Yun felt ashamed and said that he really wanted to invite Mr. Chu to come back tomorrow. Although the food in this small tavern was not cheap, he could afford a meal with his savings in the martial arts hall over the years. But thinking about Mr. Chu's status, the four realms monks even It might be a senior from the Five Realms. Even if he is qualified to invite someone, he will stop what he says.
"Okay!" Chu Xun also smiled.
The master of the martial arts studio upstairs also looked down. He still liked this new disciple quite a lot. He was restrained, humble, pure and kind, but he still had the sharpness of a martial artist at heart. He originally had a younger brother who was also a disciple. At first he was as innocent as Jin Yun, but as he came into contact with him, he found that the other person was too ambitious and his vision was too high.
From the initial hope of joining the martial arts gym, to the subsequent indifference to the martial arts gym, even disdain, and directly slipped away from the assessment he set to pursue a higher choice. He has also seen such people. There is nothing wrong with overdoing it, putting your eyes higher than your head and insisting on the best in everything, but it is not a good thing without a certain degree of precipitation.
As his thoughts flowed, he also gathered his mind. He didn't know Jin Yong's current situation, but he knew that it was too difficult to become a disciple of the Five Realms. Although Jin Yong had some small talents, the Fifth Realm monk had seen many geniuses, and his eyes were also dull. He nodded slightly as he interacted with Chu Xun, but did not communicate too much.
This encounter was an accident.
It's also a small thing.
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in a blink.
Another twenty years.
Chu Xun's meals in the city were naturally not limited to "Xiaoyi Tavern". Although the food there was good, the drinks at Tianyun Restaurant were also excellent. Today he was drinking in the restaurant, but to his surprise, he met Jin Yong, but when he saw Jin Yong walking with a group of brightly dressed and wealthy people, he frowned slightly.
"Fengshi!"
Chu Xun murmured softly. The Feng clan, the "Second Clan" in the Taihang Dao Domain, can be said to be true to its name. Unlike the Chong clan, which is controlled by the domain master, the order that leads the Taihang Dao Domain is honored as one of the two clans. The Feng clan can be said to be spread all over the Taihang Dao area, and there are Feng clan members everywhere.
This is because the reproduction of the Feng clan is too huge. Countless clansmen have been accumulated from generation to generation. The most marginalized clansmen are completely eliminated. Those who are rooted in Guyang City have just left the main lineage of the Feng clan. , and some tribesmen have become monks in the fifth realm, otherwise the Feng family will become even bigger.
"Senior Chu!" Jin Yong also looked at Chu Xun blankly, but his eyes were not as respectful as his brother Jin Yun. Over the years, he had met some big shots in Guyang City and observed their grace from a distance. Although Chu Xun The impression left behind is still very deep, but it is no longer so mysterious and unattainable.
And he didn't come immediately like his brother Jin Yun. Instead, he sneaked in while a group of wealthy young men were playing. Under the influence of wine, his face turned red and he smelled of alcohol. He said, "Chu. Senior, I didn’t expect to meet you today, I’m so happy!”
Chu Xun sipped his drink and looked at the young man who smelled of alcohol, and said calmly: "Why are you hanging out with these people?"
"Friends, they are all friends!" Jin Yong waved his hand.
"Friend!" Chu Xun looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile. Not only did Jin Yong not act like a friend when he was with them, but more like a lackey. He also smiled and said: "But I heard that these friends of yours are not good people! "
"Everything, rumors, are just rumors. How can it be unclear that I'm with them?" Jin Yong waved his hands repeatedly and felt guilty under the prying eyes of Senior Chu. It looked like he was being seen through. He originally wanted to know more. After staying for a while, he said with a guilty conscience: "I have something to do over there, so I'll leave now. I bought the drinks for this table, senior!"
Looking at Jin Yong running away, Chu Xun shook his head slightly. He had reminded the other party that if he abandoned the relationship with this group of people now, he would not go astray. Whether he would listen or not was entirely up to him, and the drinks on this table , he, a dignified seventh-level monk, still cares about this?
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"Huh~!"
"terrible!"
"That look seems to see through everything!"
Jin Yong, who was hiding away, was gasping for breath, feeling guilty and palpitating. As for Mr. Chu's reminder, he naturally heard it, but he only hesitated briefly, with burning ambition in his eyes, and said: "I want to become a monk in the fifth realm. For a person like the Lord of Guyang City, the only way out is to curry favor with these wealthy young men, especially if the Feng family can gain some connections, they will have a bright future!"
Chu Xun's reminder to him was simply thrown away in the blink of an eye and he quickly ran towards the box. Chu Xun, who was sitting in the restaurant, shook his head slightly when he saw this scene. Instead, he saw a trace of Ji Wu in Jin Yong. Silk Shadow just hopes not to fall into the trap like him, and has no interest in drinking.
After getting up and leaving, six hundred years passed in the blink of an eye. For Chu Xun, this was just a blink of an eye. It took him decades to take an occasional nap in the city, but many things happened in Guyang City during these six hundred years. thing.
At present, Chu Xun was having dinner with the martial arts master of the Tianfeng Martial Arts Hall in Xiaoyi Restaurant. The two met several times because of Jin Yun. The martial arts master was also very curious about Jin Yun's senior. Occasionally they sit together, just like the current martial arts master who after three rounds of dishes said with emotion: "Jin Yun is a very good kid, I am going to marry my daughter to him!"
Chu Xun also put down the chopsticks in his hand and nodded slightly. He had seen Jin Yun many times over the years. He was still kind and reserved, and he respected him very much. This respect was not caused by his cultivation, but was simply grateful for saving his life. He was very well-behaved and knew his limits. Chu Xun also liked this child very much, but unfortunately his talent was a little lacking.
It was impossible to accept him as a disciple, but he was still happy to leave a little opportunity before leaving.
"It's his brother...!" The martial arts master frowned slightly when he mentioned Jin Yong.
Chu Xun also thought of Jin Yong, whom he met in Tianyun Restaurant, and shook his head. The two brothers who had walked out together were now strangers. Compared with his brother's calm temperament, he took one step at a time, was not anxious or slow, and was introverted and quiet. This younger brother was ambitious and had a bad reputation.
Now they are all well-known lackeys in Guyang City, and everyone hates them. It's not far from saying that they are like street rats that everyone wants to kill. Chu Xun once saw them from a distance and felt pity. They are obviously talented. They can become a free and easy cultivator like a martial arts master, even if they don't become a fifth-level cultivator.
But they have become the playthings and lackeys of those rich and noble sons. If they have become lackeys of big shots, it would be fine. But those rich and noble sons have poor talents. Without the resources of the clan to cultivate them, it is hard to say whether they can become a third-level cultivator. Don't you feel sorry for your talent by becoming a lackey of these people?