Meng Xiaoyao laughed and said: Just like you, if you just want to practice, it would be too boring, so you naturally have to change your interests from time to time.
Is that true?Yu Xuening suddenly felt a fragrant wind, flashing in front of Meng Xiaoyao, her beautiful eyes staring at the man's chin, her face, and said with a lingering orchid: Then your ugly appearance is not old, but a lot of ugly, is it your interest?And your voice, you wouldn’t tell me that at this level, you will become the voice of an old man just after 50,000 years?
Meng Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, as if thinking of something, and shook his head and said with emotion: If you don’t mention it, I have forgotten that my appearance and voice were actually changed specifically when I accepted my two apprentices more than 4,000 years ago.
oh?Just those two little guys outside?Why?Yu Xuening said curiously.
Meng Xiaoyao walked to the wooden table on the side, poured Yu Xuening a cup of herbal tea on the island, handed it to the woman, and said in a leisurely voice: It's also an interesting thing, so I'll tell you from the beginning, you may be interested in it after listening to it.
It was more than 4,000 years ago, when China was in the midst of the divisions of all ethnic groups and tribes.
According to legends within the tribe, those tribe leaders named themselves Yan Emperor, Huang Emperor and others among the ancient immortals, so that the tribesmen believed that they were the destiny of heaven.
Moreover, many descendants of monks also participated in the war at that time and were worshipped by these leaders, and seemed lawless and caused no peace in the sky and earth.
I saw that the descendants of China, who were not many, suffered from floods and wars, would probably be destroyed before I could meet the right inheritor.
So I thought of finding two disciples first, one to help me maintain the overall situation of the world, and the other to control these monks and let them separate from the secular world.
After all, I had been in charge of these trivial matters for more than 45,000 years, and I was really tired of it.
I inspected for several years before I chose my current two disciples, Harajuku and Xuemei, not only their roots and wisdom, but also because they are upright and nobles in the clan, but they are restrained.
But when I wanted to accept them, because I looked too young, they didn't believe that I could be their master, and claimed that they would like to become masters and worship those "experts" who had hundreds of years of cultivation but looked like an old man.
I didn't expect this to happen at that time. I had no choice but to lie to them. I deliberately made myself young, but in fact I was already very old.
So, I turned into my current appearance, and my voice became the voice of an old man...
Yu Xuening smiled sweetly, as if she could imagine Meng Xiaoyao's embarrassment at that time, and asked with her eyes flowing: Now I'm back, do you want your apprentice to see your appearance, or do you listen to me and turn back to your original annoying appearance?
As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Xiaoyao's face changed instantly and turned back to a handsome, white and handsome face. His hair also became black. He looked calm and weak, but his eyes were like burning stars.
He spoke again, and it was already the magnetic voice of the young man.
Although you say this is annoying, you still have to listen to it.
Yu Xuening looked at him deeply and smiled slightly. It was almost the same. Okay, let's continue talking about it, what happened later.
Later... Meng Xiaoyao recalled: After I accepted them as disciples, it took me so many years to make them one of the best masters at that time. The monks who were lying in the secular world were no longer their opponents.
I asked them to choose a leader who was proclaimed Huangdi at that time to assist him, because his internal affairs were the best, and he helped Huangdi unify China and finally ended an era of war.
You don’t know that my disciples were named Guangchengzi and Nu Bá at that time. Now there are their legends among the people. Although the legends are all random stories, they are also gods and immortals in Chinese history today.
Since then, they have replaced me, guarding the illusion, the formation of gods and demons, and assisting the kings of all dynasties. They are not helping the kings to do anything, but they are not allowed to have too much influence on the world.
Yu Xuening was excited when she heard it, and seemed to find it very interesting, so she asked about things from all dynasties. Although she occasionally heard something in the illusion, she was not as sincere as Meng Xiaoyao said.
The two of them said one by one, but they seemed calm and elegant, and they were not as excited as before and were difficult to control.
This is not that the two of them are really calm, but when they reach this level, they actually understand each other's thoughts, so it is meaningless to spend time quarrels, so it is better to get along as harmoniously as possible.
After 50,000 years, after going through the world, all the past is full of white clouds and ecstasy.
The only thing that remains unchanged is that both of them can realize that the other party has his own special position in his heart, which is enough.
They are not ordinary lovers of men and women. They love passionately, love with hatred and love with heaven and earth.
Perhaps, the ordinary chat at this time is the most suitable reunion for these two people.
During the day and night, the two of them in the wooden house had endless things to say.
Yang Yuanju and Li Xuemei didn't dare to enter the house, for fear of disturbing them, so they just stayed outside. In fact, they were surprised that the master who had never talked much could speak for so long.
In fact, it is not that Meng Xiaoyao doesn’t talk much, but just like adults cannot chat with children, in Meng Xiaoyao’s eyes, only people like Yu Xuening are the ones who can talk freely online at the same level as him.
Until noon the next day, before the two of them came out, people came up from under the island.
When Yang Yuanju and Li Xuemei saw that the dark-skinned Indian man with a beard was Erics, the second son of the Indian leader on the island.
The Indians here have always regarded Meng Xiaoyao and his disciples as ordinary kind-hearted foreign doctors. Their relationship is very harmonious on weekdays, and their family is particularly good-looking.
Erics, is there anything wrong?Yang Harajuku went forward and asked curiously in English when he saw Erics running in panting.
Dr. Yang, it’s not good. You can take a boat from the port southwest of the island!A European army came to the island, and those people wanted to turn this island into their garrison!
My father and the elders are negotiating with them, but I am afraid they won’t last long. My father asked me to report to you and run away now!If we wait until they start robbing and killing people, we must fight them to the end, but you shouldn't die here!
Yang Yuanju and Li Xuemei looked at each other, scattered their spiritual sense to investigate, and found that there were several warships in the north.It’s just that they didn’t pay much attention before, so they didn’t notice it.
It is obvious that this small island in the tropical region is also the territory of Jamaica, and Jamaica is unable to protect it. At this critical moment, it is normal for some European troops to be ordered to seize the last safe gathering place for mankind.
The whole world is in chaos, who cares about the life or death of the Indians on you, a small island?
It can be imagined that if the two sides fight, these Indians on the island will be completely massacred by dozens of guns and some farm tools.
The two frowned. They didn't know how to deal with it well, mainly because Meng Xiaoyao and Yu Xuening had not come out yet.
At this moment, the two of them came out of the wooden house, and they were both smiling, as if they were having a good chat, and the resentment in Yu Xuening's eyes disappeared a lot.
But when Yang and Li saw Meng Xiaoyao suddenly turned into a young man in his early twenties, they thought that this was the true appearance of the master, so they were not shocked.
But Erics, as an ordinary person, was frightened silly. How could two strange strangers come out?
Master, senior.Yang Harajuku and Li Xuemei both bowed their heads respectfully.
Before the two of them could tell the situation, Meng Xiaoyao nodded and looked at the harbor in the north. We all heard...
Master, do we need to take action? My disciple promises that I will not let the people on the island find out that it was me.Yang Harajuku deliberately spoke Chinese, and he had already planned to sink these European troops directly into the sea without knowing it.
However, Meng Xiaoyao said: No need, since Erics asked us to leave, let's go.
Ah?Yang Haruju and Li Xuemei were obviously stunned. Although the life and death of the Indians were small, these people had been in love with them for more than ten years, which was different from those in other places.
Is that true?Yu Xuening suddenly felt a fragrant wind, flashing in front of Meng Xiaoyao, her beautiful eyes staring at the man's chin, her face, and said with a lingering orchid: Then your ugly appearance is not old, but a lot of ugly, is it your interest?And your voice, you wouldn’t tell me that at this level, you will become the voice of an old man just after 50,000 years?
Meng Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, as if thinking of something, and shook his head and said with emotion: If you don’t mention it, I have forgotten that my appearance and voice were actually changed specifically when I accepted my two apprentices more than 4,000 years ago.
oh?Just those two little guys outside?Why?Yu Xuening said curiously.
Meng Xiaoyao walked to the wooden table on the side, poured Yu Xuening a cup of herbal tea on the island, handed it to the woman, and said in a leisurely voice: It's also an interesting thing, so I'll tell you from the beginning, you may be interested in it after listening to it.
It was more than 4,000 years ago, when China was in the midst of the divisions of all ethnic groups and tribes.
According to legends within the tribe, those tribe leaders named themselves Yan Emperor, Huang Emperor and others among the ancient immortals, so that the tribesmen believed that they were the destiny of heaven.
Moreover, many descendants of monks also participated in the war at that time and were worshipped by these leaders, and seemed lawless and caused no peace in the sky and earth.
I saw that the descendants of China, who were not many, suffered from floods and wars, would probably be destroyed before I could meet the right inheritor.
So I thought of finding two disciples first, one to help me maintain the overall situation of the world, and the other to control these monks and let them separate from the secular world.
After all, I had been in charge of these trivial matters for more than 45,000 years, and I was really tired of it.
I inspected for several years before I chose my current two disciples, Harajuku and Xuemei, not only their roots and wisdom, but also because they are upright and nobles in the clan, but they are restrained.
But when I wanted to accept them, because I looked too young, they didn't believe that I could be their master, and claimed that they would like to become masters and worship those "experts" who had hundreds of years of cultivation but looked like an old man.
I didn't expect this to happen at that time. I had no choice but to lie to them. I deliberately made myself young, but in fact I was already very old.
So, I turned into my current appearance, and my voice became the voice of an old man...
Yu Xuening smiled sweetly, as if she could imagine Meng Xiaoyao's embarrassment at that time, and asked with her eyes flowing: Now I'm back, do you want your apprentice to see your appearance, or do you listen to me and turn back to your original annoying appearance?
As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Xiaoyao's face changed instantly and turned back to a handsome, white and handsome face. His hair also became black. He looked calm and weak, but his eyes were like burning stars.
He spoke again, and it was already the magnetic voice of the young man.
Although you say this is annoying, you still have to listen to it.
Yu Xuening looked at him deeply and smiled slightly. It was almost the same. Okay, let's continue talking about it, what happened later.
Later... Meng Xiaoyao recalled: After I accepted them as disciples, it took me so many years to make them one of the best masters at that time. The monks who were lying in the secular world were no longer their opponents.
I asked them to choose a leader who was proclaimed Huangdi at that time to assist him, because his internal affairs were the best, and he helped Huangdi unify China and finally ended an era of war.
You don’t know that my disciples were named Guangchengzi and Nu Bá at that time. Now there are their legends among the people. Although the legends are all random stories, they are also gods and immortals in Chinese history today.
Since then, they have replaced me, guarding the illusion, the formation of gods and demons, and assisting the kings of all dynasties. They are not helping the kings to do anything, but they are not allowed to have too much influence on the world.
Yu Xuening was excited when she heard it, and seemed to find it very interesting, so she asked about things from all dynasties. Although she occasionally heard something in the illusion, she was not as sincere as Meng Xiaoyao said.
The two of them said one by one, but they seemed calm and elegant, and they were not as excited as before and were difficult to control.
This is not that the two of them are really calm, but when they reach this level, they actually understand each other's thoughts, so it is meaningless to spend time quarrels, so it is better to get along as harmoniously as possible.
After 50,000 years, after going through the world, all the past is full of white clouds and ecstasy.
The only thing that remains unchanged is that both of them can realize that the other party has his own special position in his heart, which is enough.
They are not ordinary lovers of men and women. They love passionately, love with hatred and love with heaven and earth.
Perhaps, the ordinary chat at this time is the most suitable reunion for these two people.
During the day and night, the two of them in the wooden house had endless things to say.
Yang Yuanju and Li Xuemei didn't dare to enter the house, for fear of disturbing them, so they just stayed outside. In fact, they were surprised that the master who had never talked much could speak for so long.
In fact, it is not that Meng Xiaoyao doesn’t talk much, but just like adults cannot chat with children, in Meng Xiaoyao’s eyes, only people like Yu Xuening are the ones who can talk freely online at the same level as him.
Until noon the next day, before the two of them came out, people came up from under the island.
When Yang Yuanju and Li Xuemei saw that the dark-skinned Indian man with a beard was Erics, the second son of the Indian leader on the island.
The Indians here have always regarded Meng Xiaoyao and his disciples as ordinary kind-hearted foreign doctors. Their relationship is very harmonious on weekdays, and their family is particularly good-looking.
Erics, is there anything wrong?Yang Harajuku went forward and asked curiously in English when he saw Erics running in panting.
Dr. Yang, it’s not good. You can take a boat from the port southwest of the island!A European army came to the island, and those people wanted to turn this island into their garrison!
My father and the elders are negotiating with them, but I am afraid they won’t last long. My father asked me to report to you and run away now!If we wait until they start robbing and killing people, we must fight them to the end, but you shouldn't die here!
Yang Yuanju and Li Xuemei looked at each other, scattered their spiritual sense to investigate, and found that there were several warships in the north.It’s just that they didn’t pay much attention before, so they didn’t notice it.
It is obvious that this small island in the tropical region is also the territory of Jamaica, and Jamaica is unable to protect it. At this critical moment, it is normal for some European troops to be ordered to seize the last safe gathering place for mankind.
The whole world is in chaos, who cares about the life or death of the Indians on you, a small island?
It can be imagined that if the two sides fight, these Indians on the island will be completely massacred by dozens of guns and some farm tools.
The two frowned. They didn't know how to deal with it well, mainly because Meng Xiaoyao and Yu Xuening had not come out yet.
At this moment, the two of them came out of the wooden house, and they were both smiling, as if they were having a good chat, and the resentment in Yu Xuening's eyes disappeared a lot.
But when Yang and Li saw Meng Xiaoyao suddenly turned into a young man in his early twenties, they thought that this was the true appearance of the master, so they were not shocked.
But Erics, as an ordinary person, was frightened silly. How could two strange strangers come out?
Master, senior.Yang Harajuku and Li Xuemei both bowed their heads respectfully.
Before the two of them could tell the situation, Meng Xiaoyao nodded and looked at the harbor in the north. We all heard...
Master, do we need to take action? My disciple promises that I will not let the people on the island find out that it was me.Yang Harajuku deliberately spoke Chinese, and he had already planned to sink these European troops directly into the sea without knowing it.
However, Meng Xiaoyao said: No need, since Erics asked us to leave, let's go.
Ah?Yang Haruju and Li Xuemei were obviously stunned. Although the life and death of the Indians were small, these people had been in love with them for more than ten years, which was different from those in other places.
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