Infinite Throne

   Chapter 823 One Jiazi

  After Yi Rin and Jiannanchun Yujian left.

  Uncle Chenbei sighed and looked at the back of the two leaving, feeling very emotional.

   He was sighing that time was like water, and it was gone without a trace.

   But the uncle didn't sigh for too long.

   In sixty years, he had seen too much in the handyman class.

   Whether it is a young talent or a mediocre junior.

   Too much, too much, too much.

  Uncle Chenbei hummed a little tune and easily lifted the pole that Yi Rin had dropped, ready to go up the mountain.

   At this point, the morning light has fallen, and the remaining handyman disciples have no idea that another disciple has left the handyman class.

   right now.

   Suddenly,

   All are silent.

  Except Uncle Chenbei, all the handyman disciples stopped their movements strangely.

  They were motionless, their eyes, breathing, and heartbeat were eerily still, like sculptures.

  A woman with white hair like a waterfall, with a crested jade hairpin in her bun, was standing behind Uncle Chenbei at some point.

  Uncle Chenbei paused for a while, slowly put down the pole, turned around, and looked at the woman who appeared behind him.

  The woman wears a veil and cannot see her face clearly. But in those eyes, there seems to be the sun, the moon, the stars, and the inner connotation of divine light.

   Uncle Chenbei looked at it for a moment and sighed: "I haven't seen you for a while, why are you here?"

"haven't seen you for a long time."

   The woman's tone was calm.

   "Hey," Uncle Chenbei chuckled: "As the saying goes, youth is fleeting, and your face is easy to grow old, but when I look at you, you are still beautiful, and the old man is very jealous."

The woman was wearing a plain white robe. When she heard the words, her eyes did not waver, but she slowly raised her hand, only to see that with the movement of the woman raising her hand, the white and delicate skin on the back of the hand actually appeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. Wrinkled, tarnished.

   As if in this short few breaths, the woman was washed again by the torrent of time and grew old quickly.

   But this bizarre scene didn't last long. The woman's old skin disappeared in an instant, returning to youth. The woman said softly: "If the senior brother is willing, the junior sister is willing to face it in an old age."

  Uncle Chenbei quickly shook his head when he heard this: "Forget it, it's better to be young."

   The woman gently put down her hand.

  The two were silent.

  The atmosphere is awkward.

   When Uncle Chenbei wanted to say something to ease the embarrassment, the woman said again: "Junior sister is looking for someone to inherit the mantle of master."

   "The person you fancy is that morning like frost?"

"Yes."

   "That baby is not bad, but it's a little bit mean."

   "How is Lin Yi?"

"The comprehension is extremely high, the temperament is excellent, and the aptitude is unsatisfactory. It is a good seedling." Chen Bei grinned: "But what I can't understand the most is that he seems to be short-lived, not like a cultivator who can prolong life. Weird."

   The woman nodded, as if she just asked "Lin Yi" casually, and didn't take it too seriously.

   After saying that, the woman turned around and wanted to leave.

  Chen Bei asked again: "Do you want to take Lin Yi?"

  The woman stopped, the veil floated up, revealing the corners of her plump lips.

   "You know, I don't accept male disciples."

  Chen Bei hesitated for a moment, but still said what was in his heart: "But because of him?"

   "Senior brother knows, why ask?"

   "Obstinence."

  Chen Bei sighed.

   "It is this obsession that keeps the junior sisters alive to the present moment."

   "But it is also this obsession that will eventually kill you."

   "In the past five thousand years, after the Empress Qijue, no one has been able to break through the Nine Heavens. If you let go of the obsession, the younger sister can live three or two hundred years longer. This obsession is not worth letting go."

   "Stubborn."

   "Thank you."

  “…”

  The woman is gone.

   This time, it seems that it is really just a reminiscence.

  The next time we meet, maybe it will be a decade later.

  After the woman left, Chen Bei picked up the pole again, carried two empty wooden barrels, and followed the path up the mountain.

  Chenbei seems to be in a good mood today, humming a song while climbing the road.

  If Yi Rin is here, he will find that what Chenbei is humming is clearly a minor tune that Yi Rin usually hums with the taste of modern pop songs.

  Songs like "Let go of that girl", "Love is a gust of wind", "Let me tear my heart out all night".

   humming and humming, the fog in the forest hit Chen Bei's face, condensed into dewdrops, and slid down the folds of his face.

   If you don't know why, you might think that the old man is crying.

   Or...he was really crying.

   "It's not just you who is obsessed."

  The bamboo forest in the fog, the path by the stream, sighing in melancholy.

   Until the woman and Chenbei left respectively.

   The rest of the handyman disciples in front of the handyman's room started moving again.

   As if the sculpture came to life, it was revived.

   They don't know anything about the conversation that just happened.

  …

  …

   Here, everyone seems to have a story.

  Some stories are like a bowl of tea.

  Some stories are like Yihong spirits.

The story of   Jian Nanchun is a bit over the top.

  Irin and Jiannanchun fly in the sky.

   After half a year, Jian Nanchun was afraid that Yi Rin would forget, so he reminded in a low voice: "Little brother, for the sake of the brother who mentioned you like this, don't forget our agreement."

   This Jian Nanchun is fine if he doesn't speak.

   As soon as he opened his mouth, Yi Rin couldn't help but take out "Jiannanchun No. 2", which he didn't have time to carve a few more knives, and took a few strokes.

  Irin felt a little angry in her heart.

   Why did you put Lao Tzu in the handyman class for half a year, and went to have a good time by yourself. If Lao Tzu doesn't bother you, you will be considered a big fate. How dare you mention "agreement"?

  Brother Chun, Brother Chun, are you still shameless?

  Irin was silent.

Jian Nanchun noticed that Yi Rin had a lump in his heart, so he took the opportunity to explain: "Junior Brother Lin, you don't know something, you officially entered Tianjianmen and worked in the handyman class for three to five years, but every disciple must go through the road."

"You too?"

   "Of course." Jian Nanchun laughed: "Do you know Chenbei?"

"know."

   "Senior brother, I, he was already there when he was in the handyman class. Twenty years later, he is still there, do you understand?"

   "Forget it." Irin decided not to worry too much about this guy for the time being...no time. He casually asked about Xia Xiaoman.

   Speaking of which, Yi Rin didn't care about the eldest princess, but the royal seal in the eldest princess' pocket. That was a major matter related to his life and death in this world.

   "You said Junior Sister Xia..."

   When he was outside, Jian Nanchun was not happy, but when he got inside, he called "Junior Sister" and "Junior Brother" very smoothly.

   Jian Nanchun simply told about Xia Xiaoman.

   Not to mention, Irin still doesn’t know.

   It turned out that the handyman class was separated from male and female disciples.

   The handyman class for female disciples, on the other side of the Hanging Immortal Mountain, there is no line for the male and female classes to meet at all. This is also for safety.

  When Yi Rin knew that Xia Xiaoman, as the eldest princess, was also doing the same chores as him, his heart was instantly relieved, and a euphoric smile appeared on his face.

   "Who gave that nameless cheat book?"

  Irin recalled the junk that Jian Nanchun had stuffed in the third month, and asked casually.

   Jian Nanchun hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his head: "Junior Brother Lin should not ask about this matter."

   Seeing that Jian Nanchun seemed to have something to hide, Yi Rin nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

  It's been a while.

   Jian Nanchun's flying sword arrived at the destination.

   That is a different garden located on the main peak.

  Tianjianmen hangs in the sky, with a vast range.

There are many peaks on   Xianshan Mountain.

   On many mountain peaks, that is, in mid-air, there are also floating islands, with forests, grasses, and peaks.

  This landform is magnificent and amazing.

   And this other garden, when Irin was investigating at night, I saw it from a distance, but did not go deep.

   When Jian Nanchun brought him down in front of Bieyuan gate, Yi Rin frowned: "Bieyuan of Elder Chuan Gong?"

   These words shocked Jian Nanchun: "How did Junior Brother Lin know?"

   It stands to reason that the handyman class usually does odd jobs, at most on the periphery of Xianshan Floating Island, at most it is close to the residence of the outer disciples, Zizhulin, Jingxinyuan and other formal disciples' cultivation places.

   Going further to the inner wall, there is a lot of spiritual energy, and the miscellaneous disciples and unowned spirit beasts are not allowed to enter.

   And the main peak of Xianshan Floating Island in the most core area is the wooden hut where inner disciples live alone, the elders' gardens and other places, and the handyman disciples are not qualified to come up.

   But this Junior Brother Lin recognized Elder Chuan Gong’s Bieyuan at a glance. How could he be so skilled like visiting his own backyard garden?

   Jian Nanchun slowly put a question mark in his heart and was about to ask a question.

   right now.

  Behind the old closed wooden door, two unison voices came out, mixing together:

   "Since you're here, come in."

   (end of this chapter)