Chapter 153: Even a Dead Tree Can Bloom in Spring, so Why Can't People Stay Young Forever?

"My son, from today on, you will train with these uncles. They will guide you on how to deal with students from various schools. Legalists, Taoists, military strategists, and Mohists are the powerful enemies you will face in the battle between heaven and man. , after you complete your studies, it will also be of great benefit to you in your future exploration of Tianyuan Continent.”

After that, Ci Qibai gently stroked Ci Song's head and said softly: "I have heard from Shi Yue about breaking off the engagement. You have done a good job. I am very proud to have a son like you."

Ci Qibai's voice was choked with sobs. He knew that his son must have suffered a lot today, but he could not directly help Ci Song. The old guys in the Xianshi Palace had been trying to find ways to recruit Yan Zheng into the group. If he was there, When Ci Song and Yan Ruo Ci were engaged, they went to Yan Sheng Academy privately. Those old guys would definitely make a big deal about it.

When the time comes, the consequences will be disastrous. The pens in the hands of those old guys can paint on the people at will and confuse right and wrong. No one knows this better than him.

In order not to embarrass his brother, Ci Qibai did not have enough reasons to go to Yan Sheng Academy to find him. Now that Ci Song and Yan Ruo Ci's engagement was terminated, and his children were bullied in this way, he finally had a justifiable reason. Go to Yan Sheng Academy to meet this friend of mine whom you haven't seen for more than ten years.

"Father, I just did what I wanted to do."

Ci Song responded that since he came to this world, he has been pushed forward by people and things from the outside world. From the beginning, he applied for Yan Sheng Academy, to later becoming a direct disciple, the Five Academy Tea Party, Literary and Taoist Academy, etc. war, as well as the upcoming battle between heaven and man. Although Ci Song is not opposed to these things and is willing to experience them, he rarely takes the initiative to do anything. This feels like a chess piece being used The invisible control of a pair of hands made Ci Song feel very uncomfortable.

The matter of breaking off the engagement was the first step for Ci Song to take the initiative to seek change. He knew that this matter would definitely make his situation in the academy difficult, but he still did it because he wanted to control it by himself. own life.

"My son, just start today's training. I still have some things to do, so I won't accompany you."

Ci Qibai patted Ci Song on the shoulder again and said: "Three days later, your grandpa Cuo will have a battle with your teacher at the school outside Zhongzhou City. After this battle, your grandpa Cuo will start to instruct you in swordsmanship. You have to be prepared.”

After that, Ci Qibai's figure disappeared on the martial arts stage. Ci Song looked at the direction in which his father disappeared and was completely stunned, "There is still a teacher?"

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In the bamboo forest of Yan Sheng Academy, Yan Zheng was sitting on a stone table making tea. There were two cups placed in front of him, one in front of him and the other opposite to him.

A gust of wind slowly blew through the bamboo forest. Yan Zheng picked up the teapot, filled the two teacups, and then said softly: "You came at the right time, and this pot of tea has just been brewed."

As Yan Zheng's voice fell, the cup opposite suddenly moved, and then a figure appeared on the stone bench opposite. He picked up the teacup, raised it high above his head, raised his head and drank it in one gulp. He wiped the tea from the corner of his mouth and said, "This tea is really good. I was punished for copying books because of it. It's really not unjust."

Yan Zheng raised his head and saw that the person opposite was dressed in white, with a long sword stuck behind him casually, serving as the back of a chair. He looked full of high spirits. Although he looked over thirty years old, he showed a temperament like that of a young man, full of energy. Vigorous.

"You already have children, why are you still acting like a child? Ci Song's performance today is more stable than you."

Yan Zheng looked at the words opposite him and turned pale, with a bit of ridicule in his tone.

"There is still spring in a dead tree, but why can't people grow young?"

Ci Qibai put down the teacup in his hand, picked up the teapot, and filled himself up again, "Besides, isn't it because of you? With you here, what else do I need to worry about?"

"I have been worrying about you for decades, and I will be tired." Yan Zheng picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"That's right." Ci Qibai looked at Yan Zheng, held his chin with his left hand, leaned back on his sword, and teased: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, it really turned out that I saw you when I was eight years old. You look like this now. It’s exactly the same as when I was a kid, so why can’t I smile more and be happier?”

After hearing this, Yan Zheng looked at Ci Qibai with a serious face and said, "I was quite happy at first, but when I saw you, I wasn't happy."

Hearing this, Ci Qibai waved his hand and said: "Okay, okay, you are a semi-saint now. You have the final say. I really won't stay with you anymore."

After saying that, Ci Qibai stood up, drew his sword, sheathed it, turned around, and walked out of the bamboo forest with a series of smooth movements.

After walking five steps, Ci Qibai turned his head and looked at Yan Zheng, "If you don't stop me, will I really leave?"

"It's up to you." Yan Zheng still looked calm and calm.

Ci Qibai turned around, walked a few more steps, then jumped back to the stone bench, stuck his sword on the ground again, and leaned on it.

"Hey, sometimes I really don't understand why you always take advantage of me. It's really strange." He picked up the tea cup again and drank it in one gulp.

Yan Zheng raised his head, looked Ci Qibai up and down, frowned slightly, and said, "Do you behave like this in front of Ci Qi Bai in the General's Mansion on weekdays?"

"How is it possible? As a father, you should set an example for your son and set an example. I don't usually do this."

Yan Zheng nodded, "You're not stupid."

"I can't help it. My father was very serious in front of me, but he was very unreliable when facing his brothers and friends. At first, I didn't understand why my father acted like this. It was not until I became a father myself that I understood why my father did this."

Ci Qibai stopped there, sighed, picked up the teacup, and took another sip, "This tea tastes really good. Although Old Man Xue is usually unreliable, this tea tastes good."

"In this world, you are the only one who dares to call Master Xue Old Man. If he hears it, aren't you afraid that he will teach you a lesson?"

"Tsk, Old Man Xue is enjoying a good life in Penglai Fairy Island now, how could he hear it? Even if he hears it, he can control me. I will definitely call him Old Man Xue in front of him."

While speaking, Ci Qibai watched Yan Zheng suddenly take out another cup from his sleeve and put it on the table. Just when Ci Qibai was wondering, a voice came from behind him.

"Really, Xiaobai, I didn't expect that you are still so strong after not seeing you for decades."

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