Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

"Although I don't want to say this, but Huang Jun, have you ever considered asking your father to change your name?"

In the cafeteria, Zhou Li was holding mashed potatoes and said to the boy in front of him with a pained look on his face: "Your name is a site saying."

"What did you say?"

The young man was handsome, with an upright figure and good conversation, but he had a name that was hard for an Earthling to remember. He raised his head and glanced at Zhou Li calmly, then asked, "What can I do for you?"

"Forget it. It's not a good feeling to be the only one who knows the clichés."

Zhou Li poked at the mashed potatoes in the bowl dejectedly.

"He's going crazy, ignore him."

The handsome Tang Cen glanced at Zhou Li calmly and said to Huang Jun, "Why has Wang Buqu disappeared recently?"

"I'm going to practice body training."

Huang Jun sighed and said, "After Zhou Li shattered his golden bell with one punch during the exam, he went a little crazy. Now he went to the back mountain to receive personal training from the old scholar."

"You are deeply sinful, Zhou Li."

Tang Cen sighed, "Shangguan Hong's heart was shattered by you, and Wang Buqu has gone insane now. Who are you going to deal with next? Old Huang?"

"I can't handle him."

Zhou Li waved his hands, "Whoever wants to fight the damn archer can do so, but I won't fight him."

"You don't even dare to do that in a place as small as the ring?"

Huang Jun glanced at him calmly, but his tone was a little teasing, "If you don't want to fight, others will be even less willing to fight."

"Hehe."

Zhou Li smiled with a fake smile, "Next time, don't shoot at my hook or I'll fight you."

"That won't work."

"Then don't fight."

"You're making it difficult for me."

"You're f**king scaring me!"

Zhou Li said angrily.

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore."

Huang Jun shook his head, stood up, put on his curved bone longbow, and said to the two of them: "I'm going to practice archery. Don't look for me if you have any problems."

"Go away now, you're really vicious if you didn't choke to death on your mashed potatoes."

Zhou Li said angrily.

After Huang Jun left, Zhou Li and Tang Cen immediately got together and started talking to each other.

"What's wrong with Lao Huang recently? Why did he start joking?"

"do not know."

Zhou Li shook his head solemnly, "It's suspected that the sexually transmitted disease is incurable. I'm going to leave a will."

"You think too much of people."

Frowning, Tang Cen said righteously: "If you look at your classmates like this, are you still a human being?"

"Then tell me, what happened?"

Zhou Li asked calmly: "Tell me what happened?"

"I suspect it's a male disease that has no cure."

Tang Cen said with reason: "Look at this kid, he practices archery every day, nine out of twelve hours. Apart from the time for eating and sleeping, he doesn't even... do anything, so I suspect it's a male disease."

"possible."

Zhou Li nodded, and said with lingering fear: "Old Huang can joke, it's really beyond the reach of the world."

Ding~~~~~~~~~~
They lowered their heads together, looking at the feather arrows that were in their crotches at the same time and in different places, and Zhou Li and Tang Cen shut up.

"You don't think the archer has bad ears."

Huang Jun, who was half leaning against the entrance of the cafeteria, hooked his fingers, and the two feather arrows returned to his hands as if they had eyes. He looked at Zhou Li and Tang Cen who were pretending to be obedient, and said with a fake smile: "Be careful when you talk behind someone's back next time, someone has eyes behind your back."

"whee."

Zhou Li laughed in an attempt to make peace with him. "The door frame has just been painted, and it's not dry yet."

Huang Jun's fake smile turned into a fake smile.

After a long time, Huang Jun faced Zhou Li and the other man and backed out of the cafeteria.

“Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha…”

Zhou Li and Tang Cen looked at each other, and instantly, cheerful laughter broke out in the cafeteria.

"coming?"

The arrow hit the target three-tenths of the way in. The old scholar attached a layer of spiritual energy to the bowstring of the longbow in his hand, bent the bow and put the arrow on it. Another feather arrow hit the target.

"Old scholar, do you want to continue practicing long-distance arrows today?"

In front of the old scholar, Huang Jun became particularly docile.

"it's time."

The old scholar did not answer Huang Jun immediately. Instead, he looked at the setting sun in the sky and said, "Xiaojun, do you remember what I said to you on the first day of school?"

Huang Jun was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and said, "You said... there are no grandfathers and grandchildren in the Imperial College, and we can never call each other relatives."

"Do you know why I did this?"

asked the old scholar.

"You don't want me to be proud and indulgent because of your name."

Huang Jun said respectfully.

"So you think I'm stupid?"

The old scholar asked back.

"Of course it's impossible!"

Huang Jun quickly said: "You are the person I respect the most, how could I think like this?"

"Then why do you think I'm so stupid that I can't even understand my grandson?"

The old scholar looked at Huang Jun and asked calmly, "How can I not see that you are a good kid with a firm mind and a calm character? I am over seventy years old and I am living in a dog's stomach?"

Huang Jun was stunned.

"You, you have a strong mind and a calm character, but just like your father, you have too much baggage."

Draw the bow, draw the arrow, and let go.

The arrow missed the target. "You were staring at the arrow."

Putting down the bow, the old scholar looked at Huang Jun beside him and asked, "Do you see the bowstring?"

Huang Jun looked at the old scholar with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"Hey."

The old scholar sighed and said with a headache: "It's my problem. You are a good child, but you are too straightforward. Beating around the bush will only make you more confused."

"Huang Jun, I never distanced myself from you from the beginning. I was just worried that you would add burden to yourself because of the family name."

Patting Huang Jun on the shoulder, the old scholar said, "You have a heavy sense of responsibility, so heavy that I'm worried that you will be overwhelmed by yourself. If I let you call me grandpa in the Imperial College, you will naturally impose the family honor on yourself."

"But, Xiaojun. The arrow is important, but the bowstring is also important. If it is too tight, the bowstring will break. If it is too loose, the arrow will be weak. When I was enrolled, I was watching your hands and the bowstring. They were too tight, so tight that your arrows were fast, accurate, and sharp, but not slow or soft enough."

Handing a wolf tooth arrow to the dazed Huang Jun, the old scholar said in a deep voice: "In the past two years, I have seen your progress, and I have also seen that the string in your hand has begun to relax. However, when you draw the bow, your mind is still on the so-called glory and inheritance."

Huang Jun held the feather arrow tightly in his hand and said nothing.

"This is the last test I leave for you."

The old scholar looked at Huang Jun and softened his tone. "When you find your own reason to bend the bow and are no longer bound by the so-called glory and inheritance, you will put this wolf tooth arrow on your bow and release your hand that is pulling the string."

“Let it be the arrow that carries your reasons.”

Huang Jun remained silent for a long time. After an unknown amount of time, he exhaled lightly, nodded, and said softly, "I understand."

"grandfather."

"Go."

The old scholar smiled faintly and said, "Your archery skills have already been perfected. The only thing that separates you from me is a reason. I found it, and now it's your turn."

Huang Jun didn't say anything else. He just bowed respectfully to the old scholar and then turned around.

"puff."

You laughed, didn't you? You laughed, didn't you?

Huang Jun, forgetting the paint mark on his back, left in tears.

very nice.

The old scholar looked at Huang Jun's receding back, his eyes full of relief.

Zhou Li·····I really should thank you.

My grandson, who was awkward and stuck in the quagmire, was actually corrected by you.

and so.

Amidst the raging waves of fire, Huang Dingjun stood proudly on the city wall, holding the Moon Chasing Longbow. His eyes, as arrogant and angry as a tiger or wolf swallowing the sky, stared at the man in mid-air, and his words came out like thunder:

"Boy! I, General Tian, ​​have all my accomplishments, a lifetime of glory, and an official position of this rank. Is that enough to save the life of my student?!"

The fire burned the moonlight, and the night was filled with anger and indifference.

The man in the black robe raised his head, and his strange eyes filled with dense pupils stared at the old scholar. The prime minister raised his hand, held it, and then let it go.

"He's just a student."

He said.

"Yes, he is my student."

Huang Dingjun did not get angry but laughed instead. He stretched out his hand and a wolf-tooth feather arrow appeared in his palm.

The King of Han raised his head, with surprise in his eyes.

"He really wants to strip himself of his official position?"

The King of Han said in disbelief: "Who is this boy?"

"student."

Yao Heng narrowed his eyes and said softly, "Just a student."

"Are you willing to give up your cultivation, official position, and honor just for one of your students?"

A slightly weak voice was heard from the dragon chariot.

Amidst the thousands of troops, Yu Qian's eyes were filled with surprise. He looked at the old man who was confronting the prime minister. He was speechless for a moment and even forgot to answer the emperor's questions.

"Isn't the relationship between teacher and student enough?"

The moment the words fell, the arrow sank into his Dantian. The old scholar groaned, pulled out the arrow, and at the same time pulled out a bloody Qi Ling. He stared at the prime minister, threw the Qi Ling out, and then it fell heavily to the ground.

Holding the Jade Spirit representing General Tian tightly in his hand, the prime minister's eyes were only focused on the old man who was half-kneeling beside the unconscious young man, who was completely powerless but still protecting the other man.

After a long while, he sneered, turned around and said:

"You'll find out it's not worth it."

"who knows."

The old scholar bowed his head helplessly and said softly, "I don't need to know."

The prime minister left.

Everyone is gone.

All that was left was the unconscious young man on the city wall and the old man who had lost everything.

"Grandson."

Slowly raising his head, the limp old scholar looked at the young man kneeling in front of him and said softly, "Don't imitate me."

Huang Jun's tears fell to the ground. He opened his mouth, but the pain and despair made him unable to say anything.

Looking at the young man, the old scholar thought for a moment and forced a smile.

"never mind."

"It's your choice."

In the dim dormitory, the tall Wang Buqu looked at the faint candlelight in silence.

"I am leaving."

With the longbow on his back, Huang Dingjun looked at the wolf-tooth feather arrow in his hand and said, "If they ask... just say I went to practice archery."

"The hidden army under the command of the King of Han... is it worth it?"

Raising his head, Wang Buqu stared at his friend's figure and asked hoarsely, "You are not an official, you are not a rank, you have no name or surname, but you still want to go?"

“It’s not worth it.”

He took a deep breath and put the wolf-tooth feather arrow into the quiver. Huang Jun looked at Wang Buqu and forced a smile.

A calm, confident smile that no longer hesitates.

"I just found a reason." (End of this chapter)