Since Yunzhong entered the mountain, Nangong Mountain has calmed down again. Except for the old and young Yunzhong, no one of the three disciples has returned to the mountain. Liu Qing has been leaning in the northern smoke for two consecutive months. No letters were sent back to the mountains. Although Wu Shuang has the ability of Qimen Dunjia, it is a pity that his divination skills are slightly inferior. He begged for nothing and finally managed to make three or five jars of good wine. Dayan Jiaqing got some information from his mouth, saying that now Beiyanze encounters In summer, the birds and beasts are still restless, not to mention the evil spirits who live according to their nature, and they are even more stubborn and manic. Even if they have not suffered any injuries, they have no time to care about them, and of course no letters have been returned.
Yan Jiaqing once ridiculed Wu Shuang, saying, "How come you, a top swordsman in the Five Realms, find it difficult for your own disciples to deal with all kinds of things in the world? Maybe it's because you feel that your teaching ability is too poor, so you are always worried." Not even a moment of leisure. Wu Shuang, who had always disliked Mr. Yan, for the first time never lost his temper. Instead, he smiled flatteringly and taught the former to calculate whether the other disciples were in danger now. He said that he had finally entered the fifth realm and could act for himself seriously. With the support of my disciples, I can't just sit idle in the mountains like this, it's too boring.
There is a saying that eats people and has a short mouth. Even though Yan Jiaqing no longer has Huang Long in his mind today, the old disease of being addicted to alcohol is still causing trouble from time to time. What's more, Wu Shuang is also a person in this way, and he knows how to control the world by others. Knock some benefits. Regardless of other things, in the past ten days or so after the young man entered the mountain, Wu Shuang used the excuse of guarding Lang Mengting for Jiang Banlang to get hundreds of jars of wine by beating up other sects and cheating. , there are many fine wines made from old medicines, which made Lang Mengting’s disciple, who usually had a good temper, almost cursed, and secretly complained about his unreliable master, so why did he become a hands-off shopkeeper? Wu Shuang, who is in the fifth realm, is allowed to harm the mountain gate, but he doesn't know how to deal with it.
After many days of good wine, Yan Jiaqing naturally made Yan Jiaqing smile. He did not hesitate to count his divination skills, but calculated the hexagrams for the outgoing disciples in the mountain one by one, and told Wu Shuang them all.
Among the hexagrams in the first half of the curtain, Yun Zhong is undoubtedly the worst. It can be said that it is surrounded by dangers, almost every step is in danger, and it has to involve people around him. Compared with the three senior brothers, the hexagrams are considered inferior.
But Wu Shuang was eager to get the second half of the lot to see the clear season, but Yan Jiaqing regretted it and raised his hand to take back the lower half of the hexagram, saying that he was not in good health today, so he drank until this point, and left the rest of the second half of the hexagram until When I feel comfortable all over, I hand it over to Wu Shuang to save myself from having to burn bridges in the end, leaving the second half of the hexagram, which can be considered as a way to take advantage of others. However, Wu Shuang is Wu Shuang after all, and has many tricks. Hearing Yan Jiaqing's words, he was not anxious. Instead, he hid all the drinks in the main hall of Nangong Mountain and sent the blue bird to guard it. If it had been left to the time when Yan Jiaqing and Huanglong were still around, It is definitely not helpless, but now that the identity of the fisherman is almost gone, there is naturally no other way.
Although the blue bird on Nangong Mountain is only the size of the palm of your hand, it is a pity that its spiritual sense is very sharp, and it likes to lie down during the day and go out at night. It can nourish its energy during the day and stay in the main hall at night. Even if Wu Shuang has never been here, what if? If it gets aggressive, its sharp beak will pierce the flesh, and at worst it will hurt for a while. Poor Yan Jia, who had developed a taste for wine from the Qing Dynasty, went to the main hall every night to try to steal the wine, but in two days he never succeeded. He only ended up with red spots all over his arms, and pecked the skin and flesh in many places, so he had to grit his teeth and eat it in his stomach. Swallowing, he had no choice but to give in and give the second half of the hexagram to Wu Shuang.
"It has long been said that these blue birds are difficult to mess with. I don't know how many times they were pecked when they were tamed, and now there are still about ten green birds left. After many years of reproduction, there are still forty-nine, and all of them are full of energy. He is very capable and can endure seven days without rice and water. It was better at first, but now that there is no yellow dragon around, Mr. Yan wants to steal wine, so he will naturally be extremely sad." Wu Shuang was happy and unfolded the yellowed silk book in his hand, before he could take a look. In the second half of the hexagram, Yan Jiaqing first laughed at him, as if he had no worries.
Yan Jiaqing on the side finally climbed up the mountain. The sweat on his forehead had not stopped. He picked up a jar of good wine and was very happy. Hearing Wu Shuang's words, he slapped the mud seal open with a face full of fun.
"Hey, since you are so relieved, why are your hands shaking so much? You sword practitioners have always had a steady hand. Why is it that the yellow silk paper is moving automatically without wind? When others see it, they think it is you, Wu Shuang, who is getting older. Are you sure? Stop your hands."
The mountain was still in midsummer. The man in green clothes put down the yellow silk book in his hand and didn't even look at the second half of the hexagram. He sighed slowly and looked at the scorching sun outside the mountain.
It is rare that the five disciples never came to the door, and the situation where everyone up and down Nangong Mountain was aware of the danger has quietly dispersed. Now except Wen Yu, who is still in the mountain to realize the state and has never gone out, and has shown up once in half a month, the other four disciples are all gone. Come out, what Liu Qing wants is peace and prosperity in the world. Qian Yin must be very lucky. If he stays on top of the suspended grand temple, he may be really beaten to death by those Taoists. Instead, he becomes angry and wants to Zhao Ziyang wanted to understand all the ways of it; what Zhao Ziyang wanted was to have a clear understanding. Many years ago, when Zhao Ziyang was not the leader of the White Tiger Gang, the young man would often go out alone to inquire about his life experience, and now that Li If the three of them take Zhao Ziyang away, they will probably be able to find out their origins.
As for Yun Zhong, it was Wu Shuang's concern from the beginning to the end. At first, he felt that this young man had really suffered a lot that no one else had suffered, and then he was injured again and again. In addition to his tendons and collaterals, his Dantian was also destroyed, and his Xudan was destroyed. Only the fire energy is left to swim around the body, and it is impossible to tell when it will be harmed by it, but only the realm has stopped moving forward, and the sufferings experienced and the benefits gained are really incomparable.
"Now I no longer hinder Mr. Yan from passing on Huanglong to Yunzhong. Whether it is good or bad, I still need to trouble Mr. Yan to explain it," Wu Shuang asked casually, leaning on a wicker chair and looking at the sea of clouds and mist outside the mountain, scorched by the sun. After a while, the steam went straight up, almost level with the top of the mountain. He said calmly, "The Yantangzhou I mentioned before, if my guess is correct, is probably inextricably linked to the land at the bottom of Nangong Mountain." In the early years, I also used a few inner energy to explore for a while, and found that the foot of the mountain seemed to be a world of its own, and it was very different from the rest of the world. After a little speculation, it is not difficult to think of the Yantang Prefecture that Mr. mentioned."
Yan Jiaqing's expression moved slightly, but he didn't say anything. He casually pulled the table in front of Wu Shuang, stuffed two pieces of peaches and plums into his mouth, garnished it with some wine, and lay down comfortably on a new rattan chair. , squinted his eyes and looked at the clouds.
In the eyes of Yan Jiaqing, who has a very sharp and eccentric vision, there is nothing good about Nangong Mountain. He has seen many high mountains and strange peaks and ravines in his early years. In terms of scenery alone, Nangong Mountain cannot even be ranked in the top five. It is also the sea of clouds that is always there every year. After watching it, it is rare to calm down the restless mind, allowing the drunkard to temporarily put aside his drunkenness and sleep peacefully.
"It's the same place, but not the same place. But since Mr. Yun has stepped into it, even if it's not the same place, it's almost the same."
"The Yellow Dragon is just an ordinary yellow rope. Even if God favors it, people are born with different talents, or flowers and branches are born to be seductive. There are many heavenly creatures in the world who are born with the earth. From No one has ever seen an ordinary well rope, which can only maintain its shape in the mortal world for less than a hundred years, turn into a yellow dragon that knows all kinds of magical powers for no reason. I know that you are very ambitious, but I still want to say that the masters of Yantang Province are missing. It is even weaker than the Five Jue in this world. In the final analysis, the Five Jue is just a gimmick. Except for the Shantaorong who set up the flag of the Five Jue, the rest are just mediocre."
Wu Shuang pouted.
"According to what you say, Huang Long can defeat Wu Jue? He obviously can't beat him, and he still looks down on him. This is shameless."
Yan Jiaqing got good wine and had sweet peaches and plums to drink with it. Although the sun was intense on the mountain top, the sea of clouds blocked it and it was not as hot as other places. For a moment, he really didn't want to quarrel with Wu Shuang, so he just snorted, "I can't beat him." Do you have to look up to him? You, Wu Shuang, were almost beaten to death by the Five Jue forces. After that, you still looked down on the Five Jue. You even thought about using a move to kill one or two of the Five Jue, which shocked your heart. Don’t think that we are just doing nothing but teaching. I'm very drunk after eating wine. I don't know what you have been doing in recent days, so you want to fight against Wu Jue again, don't you?"
Asking Yan Jiaqing to reveal her thoughts, Wu Shuang didn't care. He wiped the wine stains on his cheeks and nodded without hesitation.
Both of them knew very well that Wu Shuang's character was always straightforward and unobstructed. If it was a matter of determination, there was rarely a time to turn around.
"The Yellow Dragon is the product of a great talent in ancient times who spent many years conceiving and raising the sect. It should not be counted among the heavenly objects, but later generations discovered that, in addition to all kinds of unpredictable magical powers, the most mysterious thing about this Yellow Dragon is that it can The more you fish, the more capable you will be, and you can reach a higher level like ordinary people. At first, it was just a height that could be compared to that of Xu Niannian, but after being nurtured by many generations of fishermen, after fishing in the mountains and rivers, now it is It is already comparable to the Four Realms, not inferior in the slightest, and because of its vast magical power, when encountering the Five Realms, there is actually an opportunity to escape."
"It's a pity that Huanglong's fishing spirit is really unauthentic in my opinion. It's just like taking wood from a foreign country to prop up his own sapling. So Huanglong spends all his energy to fiddle with the fisherman's thoughts. If there is no good wine, I’ve seen that there have been many times when I really followed Huang Long’s whim and did things that went against my will.”
Yan Jiaqing spoke very plainly, as if he was chatting with Wu Shuang about family matters, but who was Wu Shuang? Without opening his eyes to look at the faces of the people on the side, he could hear the confusion and indecision in Yan Jiaqing's words. I understood two or three points in my heart.
This sloppy gentleman once said that when he was young, he left home and wandered around the world. Compared to a stranger, he was more like a gentleman living in this world. The palm and back of the hand holding the sword were full of flesh, but he still had to move closer to the world. The palm of the hand holding the sword is biased after all.
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