Tao Yuan's words made Hong Ning and Yang Dianfeng take back their steps.
Tianjiao Building is only open to young people who come. They go in and don't care what's going on.
Facing Yan Feixing's strength, Yang Zigan's expression turned extremely ugly.
"Yangzigen, do you need me to help you?"
After Yan Feixing finished speaking, he took a step forward, and the terrifying power of the divine general crushed down towards Yang Zigan.
Facing the power of the divine general, Yang Zigan was powerless to resist.
No matter how strong he is, he is still in the quasi-divine realm, and there is still a slight gap between him and the divine generals.
"thump!"
Yang Zigan couldn't bear Yan Feixing's overwhelming momentum and knelt directly in front of Liu Wuxie.
After the knees landed on the ground, there was a clear click sound. There should be a crack in the knees, and it would take a while to recover.
Hong Ning and Hong Yan stood aside, unable to do anything.
"Why do you want my husband to kneel down!"
Hong Yan seemed to be crazy and ran directly to Yang Zigen, trying to help Yang Zigen up.
"roll!"
Yang Zigan waved his hand and knocked Hong Yan away, slamming her against the stone wall.
The sudden scene shocked everyone. Yang Zigen was so frustrated that he vented his anger on his own woman.
Marriage with the Hong family was his father's intention. He was just interested in the potential of the Hong family and the resources the Hong family provided for him.
If Hong Ning hadn't bumped into Liu Wuxie and the two sides had a conflict, Yang Zigen wouldn't have stepped forward.
In the final analysis, it is still their Hong family's fault.
Seeing his sister being thrown away by Yang Zigen, Hong Ning's face suddenly darkened.
"Yang Zigan, how dare you bump into my sister? I humiliated Liu Wuxie. I didn't want to vent my anger for you in the Fengshen Pavilion. Now, you actually added insult to injury."
Hong Ning was furious and scolded Yang Zigen, thinking that he was being too bullying.
"Do we need your help to deal with our grievances at Fengshen Pavilion?"
Yang Zigan struggled to get up from the ground, his face was ferocious, he bit his lips, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
He wasn't injured much, but the main reason was that kneeling down in front of so many geniuses made him lose face, and he would become a laughing stock wherever he went in the future.
The last time he was thrown into the city by Yan Feixing, it was not very embarrassing. After all, Yan Feixing had a higher level of cultivation than him.
Today was different, he actually lost to the little False God Realm.
Liu Wuxie was not interested in watching this dog-eat-dog thing, and hugged Yan Feixing's fists: "Thank you Brother Yan for speaking up."
After that, he took Qian Zhonghe and walked outside Tianjiao Tower. He was no longer interested in visiting Tianjiao Tower.
"I brought good wine, do you dare to have a drink with me?"
Yan Feixing followed Liu Wuxie. He liked Liu Wuxie's character very much. He was not sloppy in doing things and was absolutely ruthless, which suited his taste.
"I think so too!"
Liu Wuxie has always been unfettered in his work. There is no difference in his eyes whether he is a demon clan or a demon sect.
Although Yan Feixing is from the Demon Cult, his style of doing things is much more upright than those so-called decent people.
The main reason why I asked Liu Wuxie if he dared was because of his current status. Drinking with the Demon Cult requires great courage and courage.
"Brother Qian, do you want to come with us?"
Hearing Liu Wuxie's agreement, Yan Feixing was very happy and turned to look at Qian Zhonghe.
Liu Wuxie couldn't open her mouth. After all, he took Qian Zhonghe to drink with the Demon Cult. If Baiyang Academy found out, he would definitely be blamed.
"You won't come home until you're drunk!"
Qian Zhonghe is also a sweet-tempered person, otherwise he would not hesitate to offend Fengshen Pavilion and would firmly stand on Liu Wuxie's side.
After saying that, the three of them walked away, leaving a group of people standing there in a daze.
They envy Yan Feixing's free and easy character, they also like Liu Wuxie's eclectic character, and they also like Qian Zhonghe's eager to help others.
After leaving Tianjiao Tower, the three of them passed through a mountain peak and found an open space. Yan Feixing took out more than a dozen jars of fine wine and placed them neatly in front of the three of them.
"please!"
Yan Feixing picked up a jar of wine and patted open the mud seal. A strong aroma of wine hit his face.
"please"
"please!"
Liu Wuxie and Qian Zhonghe opened the mud seals in front of them one after another, picked up the wine jar, and the three of them drank several sips.
"It's so happy, so happy. If Yang Zigan hadn't relied on his father, I would have killed him with one knife last time."
Yan Feixing put down the wine jar and said happily.
"Brother Yan, are you here as well?"
After Qian Zhonghe put down the wine jar, he asked Yan Feixing.
"I came with the old man. He insisted on dragging me here."
Yan Feixing said angrily.
It seems that he doesn't like to participate in such grand gatherings. He prefers to be alone and explore the world.
"Brother Yan, Brother Qian, do you know where the famous mountains and rivers described in Luo Chen's picture are?"
Liu Wuxie asked the two of them.
The scene that appeared in Luo Chen's picture was not the Lower Three Realms, which had always troubled him.
The two of them are well-informed and should know.
"you do not know?"
Qian Zhonghe glanced at Liu Wuxie strangely.
"It's no wonder, you first arrived in Tianyu and you haven't touched many things yet."
Qian Zhonghe nodded quickly, with a look of surprise on his face.
Strictly speaking, Liu Wuxie went to Tianyu only a few months ago.
"You should have heard about the Thunder and Fire Holy Realm. It will open in half a year. You won three competition championships, which means you are qualified to go to the Thunder and Fire Holy Realm."
Yan Feixing interrupted Qian Zhonghe at this time.
"Are you saying that the world in Luo Chen's map is actually the world in the Holy Realm of Thunder and Fire?"
Liu Wuxie's eyes narrowed and he asked Yan Feixing.
"Yes, Luo Chentu was actually brought from the Holy World of Thunder and Fire."
Qian Zhonghe followed Yan Feixing's words and continued to explain Liu Wuxie.
All this makes sense. The Holy World of Thunder and Fire is an ancient world with treasures everywhere. Tens of thousands of years ago, Luo Chen Tu was discovered by the Guiyuan Sect disciples and was brought out.
The three of them picked up the wine jars, bumped them against each other again, and drank the entire jar of wine in one gulp.
"It's great. I haven't had such a great time drinking for a long time."
After Yan Feixing finished speaking, he opened another jar of wine.
When you meet a close friend, a thousand cups are too little. Unknowingly, the three of them talk more and more speculatively.
Yan Feixing and Qian Zhonghe would also ask about the current situation of the immortal world, while Liu Wuxie asked them more about the heavenly realm.
Before I knew it, the sun was already setting.
In front of the three people, there were empty jars.
"Brother Liu, today you have humiliated Yang Zigan and the Hong family. I'm worried that they will be unfavorable to you in the next few days. You'd better not go out alone."
Qian Zhonghe lowered his voice to prevent the disciples from the Hong family and Fengshen Pavilion from listening.
Liu Wuxie nodded. He had humiliated Yang Zigen today. With his father's character, he would definitely not let it go.
"Thank you, Brother Qian, for reminding me!"
After saying that, he stood up and hugged Qian Zhonghe. Thanks to Qian Zhonghe for helping him today.
"It's getting late. Let's go back early to rest and recharge our batteries. In a few days, Guiyuan Church will bring everyone together to discuss repairing the treasure. We'll see you then."
Yan Feixing clasped his fists at Liu Wuxie and Qian Zhonghe, and walked toward the bottom of the mountain with staggering steps.
"Brother Yan, if he wasn't in the Demon Sect, he would definitely be a great man of his generation."
Qian Zhonghe said sadly.
Liu Wuxie nodded noncommittally, and after speaking, the two of them walked to the left and right towards where they lived.
Before returning to the mountain peak, Xiao Jue was already guarding the bottom of the mountain with a gloomy face.
Seeing Liu Wuxie come back drunk, he became even more angry.
"Who asked you to drink with people from the Demon Cult!"
Xiao Jue angrily scolded.
There are now rumors from the outside world that Liu Wuxie has colluded with the Demon Sect and is not worthy of being a disciple of the Heavenly Temple, so he should be expelled.
"Reporting to Elder Xiao, what is devil, what is righteousness, and what is evil?"
Liu Wuxie, who was mostly drunk, asked Elder Xiao Jue.
Xiao Jue was stopped by Liu Wuxie's words. Although he had his own opinions about demons, good and evil, these were just his own opinions and did not represent everyone else.
"There are rumors from the outside that the demon sect has caused cholera in the world and killed countless people. It is a demon that confuses people. It is an evil force in the eyes of the monks. I am right."
Liu Wuxie asked back to Xiao Jue.
Xiao Jue said nothing, which was equivalent to acquiescence. "In the eyes of monks, evil is not decent, such as disaster evil and demonic evil. They always do things by unscrupulous means. These are the evaluations of evil people by decent people. But don't the so-called decent people do things that are outraged by both humans and gods? They do
Is everything aboveboard? Whether evil or demonic, cultivation cultivates the heart. If one looks sanctimonious on the outside, but cultivates a demonic heart, such a person is either a demon or a righteous person. "
Liu Wuxie's words left Xiao Jue speechless.
Perhaps due to the influence of alcohol, Liu Wuxie had never been so happy before, and she said everything she wanted to say.
Xiao Jue didn't really blame Liu Wuxie. He knew who Yan Feixing was. He just warned Liu Wuxie to keep a distance from the Demon Cult as much as possible in the future.
"Fengshen Pavilion claims to be a famous sect, but it has done so many ugly things over the years. Feng Shen Pavilion has nothing to do with the world. It's just that the cultivation methods are different from ordinary people, so it is defined as a demon sect. Is this fair to them? ?”
Liu Wuxie didn't understand very much, so she expressed all her obsessions.
Xiao Jue couldn't answer Liu Wuxie because he couldn't explain these questions clearly.
"You're drunk. Come see me again when you sober up!"
After Xiao Jue finished speaking, he picked up Liu Wuxie, took him back to the mountain peak, threw him into the house, and returned to the outside of the mountain to look at the starry sky in the distance.
Liu Wuxie's words inspired him a lot.
Many people are fixed in a certain mindset and find it difficult to break out.
Good and evil!
Evil and good!
Often it’s just a thought.
The Buddha said: One thought becomes a Buddha, one thought becomes a demon.
After pondering for a long time, his state of mind improved a lot. There were signs of loosening in the realm that had been sealed for a long time. This made Xiao Jue even more convinced of what Liu Wuxie said not long ago.
It wasn't until the early morning of the next day that Liu Wuxie woke up leisurely.
I didn't force out the smell of alcohol yesterday. When I came back, I had forgotten everything about what happened.
Stepping out of the house, he stretched.
"I've met Elder Xiao!"
Xiao Jue stood not far from the mountain peak, still looking into the distance.
"Remember what I said when I came back yesterday?"
Xiao Jue looked angry and asked Liu Wuxie.
"I don't remember!" Liu Wuxie rubbed his head. He was dizzy when he came back yesterday. He seemed to have said a lot, but he couldn't remember clearly.
