Chu Xiu and Jing Yun walked side by side.
"Between you and Third Senior Brother, I choose Third Senior Brother." Chu Xiu said softly.
Jing Yun smiled and said, "I know."
"Do you blame me?" Chu Xiu asked.
Jing Yun said: "If it were you and Master Jinglong's uncle, I would also choose Master's uncle."
Chu Xiu said in a low voice: "If I were you, I would run away early in the morning."
"If I were you..." Jing Yun didn't say any more.
He knew Chu Xiu and knew very well that if there were really those three swords in the legend, Chu Xiu would have drawn them long ago.
Chu Xiu said: "You can't be me. I'm much stronger than you. You can't understand my state of mind."
Jing Yun's face twitched slightly, although he understood that Chu Xiu was probably 'acting' at the moment, but hearing this, why did he deserve a beating so much?
"Last time, we didn't really have a fair fight." Jing Yun muttered, "You may not necessarily be better than me."
"You only have me in your eyes, but in my eyes..." Chu Xiu said leisurely, "it's the whole sky."
Jing Yun: "..."
"If there are three million sword immortals in the sky, they will bow their eyebrows when they see me."
Jing Yun: "..."
"You are not strong enough, so you don't have the spirit of an invincible person." Chu Xiu continued to talk nonsense, "And I am destined to reach the top of martial arts and suppress all enemies in the world."
Jing Yun sneered: "It's enough for me to suppress you."
"If the two of us really fight, I only need to make a small move, which is the limit that you can't even dream of." Chu Xiu said leisurely, "You don't understand how powerful I am at this moment.
I have a strong feeling that once I draw my sword later, I can cut the entire Cang Qiong Mountain in half. "
"..."
Jing Yun was speechless.
The old monsters who had been paying attention to these two people all held their breaths, and some of them felt their hearts trembling when they thought of the dean.
The scene of Chen Changsheng tearing apart the sky with his hand appeared in the mind of the old man in the mountain, and boundless fear filled his heart.
Lao Tianji took a sip of his drink, and what came to his mind were the files he had read before.
The dean has overlooked the Nineteen Prefectures for nearly two thousand years and left countless legends behind.
"I seem to be a little impulsive." Lao Tianji secretly said, feeling a little regretful in his heart, thinking that the dean has the power to reach the sky and the earth. Could he have predicted today's situation in advance?
Thinking of this, Lao Tianji couldn't sit still.
"He's almost here." Old Tianji stood up and glanced at the old man in the mountain, "You should understand that if you betray Tianji Pavilion, even if the sword doesn't hit you, Tianji Pavilion's pursuit will definitely not be worse than that one. How much difference does the sword have?"
After saying that, a layer of purple mist appeared around Lao Tianji, and the whole person suddenly disappeared without a trace.
The old man in the mountain didn't say anything. He glanced at the empty wine glass opposite and poured himself a cup of monkey wine.
After a while.
Chu Xiu and Jing Yun walked through the lush forest full of vines and came to this small courtyard.
"It seems that we will meet again much earlier than expected." Walking into the courtyard, Chu Xiu stared at the old man in the mountain without concealing the coldness on his body.
The old man in the mountain looked calm, "At least, as you hoped, we will meet again in Cangqiong Mountain."
"That's true." Chu Xiu smiled and stepped to the table. He glanced at the empty wine glass on the table and raised his eyebrows slightly, "This is probably not prepared for me, right?"
The old man in the mountain swept his sleeve gently, and the empty wine glasses disappeared without a trace. At the same time, two new wine glasses fell on the table.
Chu Xiu and Jing Yun sat down together.
"The guest who just left specifically warned me not to reveal his identity." The old man in the mountain said leisurely.
Hidden in the darkness was Lao Tianji, whose whole old face froze.
"Oh?" Chu Xiu raised his eyebrows slightly, "I guess you should have a way to let me understand who he is."
The old man in the mountain smiled and said: "What good does this do to me? You know, before he left, he specifically threatened me. Once I reveal his identity, there will no longer be a place for me in these nineteen states."
Chu Xiu stared at the old man in the mountain and suddenly said: "I can give you a glass of wine."
"A glass of wine?" The old man in the mountain was surprised.
Chu Xiu said: "The fire dragon wine left by Master."
"Fire dragon wine?" The old man in the mountain's eyes moved slightly, but he had never heard of it.
Chu Xiu took out the green gourd directly.
The old man in the mountain's eyelids twitched slightly and he looked at Chu Xiu calmly.
Chu Xiu shook the gourd in his hand, opened the stopper of the gourd, and flicked the mouth of the gourd with two fingers of his left hand. A stream of scarlet liquid flowed out from the mouth of the gourd and slowly flowed into the wine glass in front of him.
Ouch~.
Suddenly, a blazing flame burst out from the scarlet liquid in the wine glass, and the wine glass instantly turned dark red.
Chu Xiu grinned and held the wine glass directly with his left hand. The outer layer of the wine glass was covered with a layer of frost, and the dark red gradually faded away.
"Fire dragon wine..." The old man in the mountain drank the wine as red as blood and flaming, and he vaguely understood the meaning of the word fire dragon.
Chu Xiu picked up the wine glass, brought it to his lips, and drank it all in one gulp.
"According to what Master said, drinking the first cup will increase your skill for ten years." Chu Xiu said leisurely.
The old man in the mountain had no expression on his face, "In that case, why not give this best friend of yours a drink?"
Jing Yun is indeed a little greedy.
He has drunk a lot of fine wine, including several cups of the world-famous 'Wangyou Wine', but he has never drunk a flaming fine wine.
Chu Xiu shook his head, "His skills are not good enough yet."
Jing Yun frowned and snorted secretly, but did not refute.
Just now, he could see clearly that if Chu Xiu hadn't grasped the wine glass in time, the wine glass on the table wouldn't have been able to withstand the scorching heat emitted by the 'Fire Dragon Wine'.
"The dean's wine is not something my old bones can bear," said the old man in the mountain.
Chu Xiu stared at the old man in the mountain and sneered: "You don't even dare to drink his wine, how can you get the courage to take his sword?"
The face of the old man in the mountain changed slightly. From the corner of his eye, he saw Chu Xiu's right hand clenching the green gourd, and he couldn't calm down in his heart.
"Mr. Thirteen, there must be some misunderstanding." The old man in the mountain said slightly softer.
Unless absolutely necessary, he would never want to break up with Chu Xiu in front of him.
Chu Xiu whispered: "This is the place where you have lived for more than a hundred years. It is the place you are most familiar with. You must have the fastest way to escape from here."
The old man in the mountain shook his head and denied, "Mr. Thirteen is overthinking."
"You are overthinking." Chu Xiu sneered, "The gourd my master gave me can absorb even the clouds at the top of the sky. Do you think the three swords he left me can? Can’t you kill the person I want to kill?”
The face of the old man in the mountain was relatively calm, but his heart was trembling wildly.
There is probably no one in this world who is more familiar with the clouds at the top of the sky than he is.
This gourd can suck up the entire cloud, which is truly miraculous.
Before, perhaps because he knew that the gourd was made by the dean, he was not frightened for a long time.
All the magical things in this world seem to become reasonable once they are related to the dean.
At this moment, hearing Chu Xiu mention it, the old man in the mountain truly realized how shocking it was for the gourd to suck up the cloud.
"Master's sword can travel thousands of miles in an instant." Chu Xiu said coldly, "Do you think I can kill you only when I see you?
To tell you the truth, even if I am thousands of miles away, if I want to use my sword, no one in the world can hide from me. "
Jing Yun held his breath.
The face of the old man in the mountain could no longer be calm, and his lips were trembling faintly.
