At noon, it was the golden group hanging on the horizon. At dawn, the chaos in Nangong Mountain had dispersed. The remaining Five Scale Army did not rush into the sect. Instead, they sorted out Paoze's body and silently carried it outside the mountain. , still did not forget to avoid the people; Qian Yin saw that his senior brother was alive and well on the mountain, so he was exhausted and carried his drunken junior brother back to the house. Only then did he have time to sit down under the tree and take care of himself. Injury.
The two of them were still sitting opposite each other in the main hall, drinking several cups of tea.
"Compared to other trivial matters, I actually care about another thing more." The woodcutter's clothes looked shabby and tattered. After this battle, they couldn't be more bleak, but at this moment when he was drinking tea, there was something special about him. Chen said, "It probably took a lot of Zhou Zhang to kill Baili Ya before, Poison Lord, and it became clear that the position of the Five Jue is still not light for Poison Lord. Why did you fight to be taken back to the position of the Five Jue and offend Shan Tao?" Rong, do you also want to help Mr. Wu?"
The man in black raised his eyebrows and smiled, but it didn't sound like he was smiling much. "The people in the world who call Wu Shuang a brat can only be called a kid, but the senior is honest. As far as I am concerned, Wu Jue is It's just a title, it's actually no different from ordinary princes, princes, and grandsons. Since you are a cultivator, why do you have to keep the false name in mind."
"When I first entered the Five Jue, it was just on a whim, to kill the Baili Ya and feed the cicadas in the city. I have been in the Five Jue for several months, but I haven't seen the slightest benefit. The trivial matters are endless. Even if I haven't taken action today, the name of the Five Jue It won’t last long either.”
“All I want is for the mountains and rivers to rise higher, and for floors to rise on top of each other.”
At this point, the second round of tea in the teapot was already empty.
The old woodcutter had a strange look on his face, and immediately he sighed, "Although Poison Master only said half of what he said, for an old man like me, he is already very candid. If we can talk to each other face to face in the future, we will really be able to talk about it together." white."
Du Zun shook his head and said, "It's better to have tea instead of wine." Then he bowed slightly and said, "Senior, we meet each other in the mountains and rivers, so I will take my leave."
Then he left casually.
Except for the calligraphy and paintings displayed in the main hall, as well as tea lamps and trays, no one knows that today on Nangong Mountain, an old man and a young man sit opposite each other drinking tea and talking for more than ten sentences. Although they are still covered up, they are still in a state of mind. Extraordinarily high.
"It's good to have these young people in the martial arts." The old woodcutter closed his eyes. He hadn't watched the poisonous master's leaving figure yet, but he was already aware of the breeze blowing on the latter's sleeves outside the mountain, and his sharpness became more apparent. .
In today's world, there are those who stand alone and can rival the Seven Mysteries of Buddhism. They grow lotuses step by step and dominate the five realms. There are those who draw swords in the breeze, who are free and easy, laugh and curse without hiding their true nature, and have the right way in their hearts. Those who are sharp-edged and unscrupulous in their actions, although their methods are decisive and not on the right path, their heart towards the Tao remains as strong as before. It's like tearing off a line of the Tianhe River when the night falls deeper, and smashing it into the rivers and lakes, sparks flickering, and beads flowing down the waterfall.
This is what happens in later generations, how can it be like being an octogenarian?
The old woodcutter, whose face was not square yet, laughed for a moment, drank the herbal tea from the bottom of the cup, and muttered, "Grandpa is still young. What do you want to do with these things? It's better to get out of the five realms first. That bull nose on the mountain is just a support." It doesn't take many days, if my legs are not in good condition when I go down the mountain and I fall to my death on the cliff, I will still complain."
Qian Yin sat cross-legged for a long time outside the main hall, which at least allowed the inner energy that was almost scattered all over his body to be gathered into one place. Naturally, it has not reached the point where it can flow smoothly, but he can do it with a few moves. As soon as they started fighting, the old man didn't even care about Qian Yin, who was only in the third realm. He raised his hands and stopped, but he rushed towards the two scholars in the fifth realm and the master of formations. Therefore, Qian Yin's injuries were mostly serious. The residual energy was affected, which may seem bluffing, but in fact, compared to Liu Qing, the injury was more than a little lighter; secondly, it was also due to the large number of elixirs accumulated in Nangong Mountain. If you just pick up a few, they are extraordinary. , so the recovery is extremely fast.
The young man in the house was sleeping soundly, but not far away, Zhao Ziyang had never settled down. Thunder, fire, earth and rocks were moving outside, and Zhao Ziyang was even more busy in the house. However, due to the lack of accumulation of internal energy on weekdays, he had not yet reached the level of virtual thought. In this situation, he had no choice but to stab the door one after another with the gun in his palm. When his shoulders were tired, he switched to the Xiaoshenglian footwork and kicked hard towards the door. However, despite the infinite force exerted by him, the door did not loosen.
After all, it was Senior Brother Liu Qing who did it himself. Compared with Qian Yin's door-sealing technique, it was much more sophisticated. How could it be broken by Zhao Ziyang now? So he worked hard for several hours, but the door-sealing technique was still as strong as ever.
Zhao Ziyang, whose eyes were red at the moment, saw his second senior brother Qian Yin slowly stand up after adjusting his breath, and immediately shouted at the top of his voice, "Second senior brother, it's enough to beat him, it's time to let him go out to explore the wind, big brother." Senior brother, this technique is so hard that you can't even pry it open. If you keep it closed for another day, even if you don't starve to death, you will still be suffocated in the room to death. Senior brother, please do me a favor and let me out. I can still be of some help. .”
Qian Yin was still worried about his elder brother's injury. He had no intention of chatting with others and hurriedly explained the technique. He comforted Zhao Ziyang with a few words, saying that there was no need to worry. Then he walked to the main hall and asked the senior dressed as a woodcutter about Liu Qing's injury and thanked him by the way. .
Instead, only Zhao Ziyang was left staring at the shattered mountain top, dumbfounded alone.
Yun Zhong was still sleeping soundly, but for a moment, it seemed as if his soul had left his body in his sleep, lifted up the clouds, left Nangong Mountain, and slowly climbed up to the sky beyond the sky.
But there are majestic buildings outside the sky, with clouds and smoke swirling, and silver cranes flying. Even ordinary buildings are decorated with colorful tiles and gold, majestic and rich, and stars are tied to the buildings, and colorful silks are swaying. There was only one place that was very strange. The building was as quiet as an empty space, with not even a single human being in sight.
"Hey, how are you doing, little friend?" Yun Zhong only felt someone patting his shoulder behind him. When he turned around to look, a chill ran down his spine, but the person didn't care what he said and continued to hug Yun Zhong. He smiled and said, "It's been a long time since we've seen each other. I think you've almost completely forgotten me. Why don't you go quickly and play two games of chess? And by the way, I'll tell you about the pain of separation."
Yun Zhong was so confused that he had no choice but to be pulled and dragged by the green-faced and bearded man, half-carried and half-dragged to the top of the building, where they sat across from each other on a blanket and played chess pieces.
The young man had learned several chess moves from Wu Shuang, but he only knew a rough idea. The rules of movement and winning or losing were easily confused. Now his hands and feet were involuntarily moving, and he didn't even hesitate to think about it. He just felt like that. Green-faced men fight.
Outside the building, there are lingering clouds and jade bridges.
When the game was being decided, Yun Zhong could vaguely see that Xiao Xiao had lost the opponent's hands. However, when he looked up at the man again, the latter's face had darkened and he said in a deep voice, "It turns out that my little friend has returned to the ruins a long time ago. Who did this?" ?”
Yun Zhong smiled and replied, "It's just that the talent is not as good as others. It's hard to say who is right and who is wrong. I think the world will only last a hundred years, so why bother to seek transcendence."
The young man had never thought that when someone spoke, he could be so calm and composed.
Talking about life and death is like the night wind passing through the roof beams.
It should be so, so it should be.
