A few people chatted for a while, and then Wang Zijia said: "Stop talking here, find a place to drink tea and chat!"
"What kind of tea do you want to drink? I have several jars of the fifth-grade top-grade spiritual wine that I have brought out from Shenjing. Let's go drink!" Li Shengshi said.
"good!"
"Go, go, go!"
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While the six of them were talking, they walked outside together.
After everyone left, Li Xingming, who tried his best to be as transparent as possible, let out a long sigh of relief.
There is a room full of antiques from eight thousand years ago, all of which belong to his ancestors.
Moreover, he has not yet reported the current situation of Changbao. He is thinking of delaying it and let his grandfather Li Wangzu take the blame.
After all, Changbao’s current situation was not caused by his hands!
Therefore, he extremely did not want to attract the attention of his ancestors!
I didn’t expect that he was already hundreds of years old and would still be afraid of meeting his parents.
What's going on!
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Sword Burial Valley, on the edge of Black Pool Lake, is built on the edge of the lake. The courtyard walls are all encompassed by the lake. Half of it seems to be built on the edge of the water, and the elegant courtyard extends towards the lake like a ferry.
In this courtyard by the lake, there is an elegant courtyard everywhere.
There are pavilions, corridors, gardens, waterside pavilions, and green willow trees.
At this moment, five people and one turtle are sitting in a medium-sized yard, drinking extremely pure spiritual wine that has been collected for thousands of years, and talking about their respective experiences over the years.
Wang Zijia and Li Shengshi were half lying on the roof, their postures exactly the same.
One hand is stretched behind the head, the other is holding a wine bottle, one leg is straight and the other is bent.
The former young farmer, Nong Shaoyong, who had grown into a muscular figure, sat next to them.
Ye Youyu, who was as cold as an iceberg and somewhat cool, held his sword and sat half-relying on the flying corner of the eaves of the house, also drinking wine.
Only Ye Youqing stood on the roof beams in an orderly manner, watching this warm scene.
Everyone drank wine, chatted, and watched the white clouds in the sky gradually turn into colorful sunsets, just like their ancient and uneventful lives gradually took on colors.
Gradually, the sunset sets, the bright moon rises, and the sky is filled with stars.
Everyone who hadn't seen each other for a long time seemed to have endless things to say, especially this guy Li Shengshi, who seemed domineering and overbearing when they first met. After contacting him, he felt a little nagging.
After drinking the fifth-grade spiritual wine for most of the day, even Wang Zijia was a little tipsy.
It was rare for him to get drunk, so he didn't exchange his status or anything.
"Brother Ninth!" Li Shengshi, half-drunk and half-awake, whispered when the moon was dim.
"Huh?" Wang Zijia hummed subconsciously.
"It's great to have you back!" Li Shengshi turned his head and looked at Wang Zijia's profile, his eyes dim and he said in a daze.
It seems that through this profile, I am reminded of that unforgettable childhood.
He has some Electra-like feelings and really misses the person in front of him too much.
Not only Li Shengshi, but also the five giants have been raised by Wang Zijia for half a year, and they all have some Electra feelings.
A child, in the most innocent age, meets an almost perfect 'father', which can really fill his entire childhood memory.
Wang Zijia did not look back, put her hands behind her head, drank wine, looked at the sunset in the sky, smiled, and said: "I hope you don't blame me for what I will do next!"
"Brother Ninth, I will support you in whatever you want to do!" Li Shengshi said seriously.
"Yes, Master, we all support whatever you want to do!" Nong Shaoyong, who was sitting next to them, agreed.
The two brothers, Ye Youyu, did not speak. One held the sword, and the other stood quietly, looking at Wang Zijia quietly. There was no need to express his position, it had already explained everything.
"Even if I want to take you to the Demon Gate to slay demons, will you support me?" Wang Zijia asked.
"Haha, I'm good at this!" Nong Shaoyong laughed heartily.
"Brother Ninth, you are so contemptuous of others. We are not the little babies you carried around your waist for fear of being touched and left at home for fear of being stolen."
At this point, Li Shengshi thought of something, turned around and lay back, looking at the stars in the sky, with a happy smile on his face, and said:
"After Ninth Brother left, we and those demon bastards from the Demon Sect have been killing each other for three to five hundred years!"
"No, before falling asleep, a few of us had a fight with the boss of the Demon Sect's Yuanshen monks. But we lost some battles, and now we just get it back." Nong Shaoyong agreed.
Ye Youyu, the cool Lengjian, also rarely interjected: "I have been entangled with the demon sect for so many years and slept for six thousand years. I just happened to test the sword with those demon cubs to loosen up my muscles and bones."
"It's fine if you don't blame me. A few days ago, due to selfish desires, the Demon Sect destroyed two realms and destroyed dozens of dynasties on the border. Hundreds of billions of mortals died. I really can't let it go. "
As the prince spoke his words, he showed a bright smile, clean, clear and pure.
The four of them paused in unison, looking a little dazed and looking away.
It is this smile, this face that occupies their entire childhood memories, and it is also the foundation that allows them to persevere in the quagmire of Shenjing and maintain the purity of their hearts during hundreds of years of bloody battles with the Demon Sect!
Eight thousand years later, Shenghong Sword Immortal is still the Confucian Sword Immortal in their memories, as pure as ever!
very nice!
"Brother Ninth!"
"Um!"
"It's great to have you in Seventeen!"
"How old are you, and you still act like a spoiled child?"
"No way!"
"Okay, if not, there won't be any. Can you still drink? Don't get drunk and go crazy later, and be seen by the juniors who are kicking you outside the hospital. Let's see how you meet people tomorrow."
"You are too underestimated. Seventeen is no longer a child!"
"Oh, I see!"
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The night is like water, the stars are bright, and the moon is bright. Eight thousand years later, it is still worth looking back when we meet again!
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It was not until midnight that everyone fell asleep one after another in a slightly tipsy state, and was sent back to their respective rooms by a group of people.
Only Wang Zijia stayed on the roof and made a special effort to wake up completely.
It seems to be waiting for something quietly, and also seems to be thinking about something.
By the time everyone had disappeared, it was already dead of night.
"Come out!" Wang Zijia said as if talking to himself.
"Swipe!"
Following a few soft sounds, several men in black attire and several disciples dressed like children of the Jianghu emerged from the courtyard.
He knelt down to Wang Zijia on the roof and said, "Disciple An Yi (An San), I have met the original poster!"
That's right, the few people who came were none other than the first-generation disciples of the hidden lineage of Wanyu and Daqian.
Wang Zijia glanced at everyone and said: "Get up, Du Yuan Shen's cultivation does not need to be so solemn."
"The original poster has shown us not only life-saving grace and nurturing love, but also the kindness of rebuilding and overwhelming love. We dare not forget it." As everyone spoke, they stood up one after another.
Wang Zijia floated down, looked at a few people for a moment, and said: "When the Yin Tower was first built, I said that the Yin Tower will not become anyone's hidden tower."
After hearing this, several people immediately bowed and said, "Disciple, please understand!"
"Tell me about your situation first." Wang Zijia walked to the stone table in the courtyard and sat down calmly.
An Yi and An San looked at each other, and An Yi spoke first: "After we entered the Third Sect, we wasted many years. Later, His Highness Seventeenth took action to help us become divine kings, and we gradually started to improve... ····”
It took the two of them more than half an hour to briefly talk about some things.
Wang Zijia nodded and said: "I have figured out the general situation. I will give you three days to go back and deal with it each to see how much power you can get."
"In three days, we will declare war on the Demon Sect."
"Declaration of war?" Everyone was slightly shocked and said in confusion.
"Well, we have declared war and have been entangled with the Demon Sect for almost ten thousand years. It is estimated that now we will start a global war like it was eight thousand years ago. In this situation, it is more advantageous for us to take action first." Wang Zijia replied .
"Subordinates, I understand!"
"so be it!"
As he spoke, everyone bowed to Wang Zijia and disappeared.
Wang Zijia was in a trance for a while under the moonlight shining in the sky.
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The next day, in the strange realm of hundreds of demons.
Wang Zijia completed another fake spirit seal, squeezed himself dry, and found out the secret book of Yuanci Liangyi Sword. Start taking advantage of the time to regain your breath and study it carefully.
It's been more than half a month since I mastered this swordsmanship. I've been chewing a little bit every day and stumbling, but I should be able to complete it today.
To be honest, after becoming a real person, Wang Zijia has not read secret books like this for a long time.
Most of them were done several times, and he would meditate and memorize it in a day or two. Just meditating like this requires little effort, mostly when he was a child, when his spiritual roots and Taoism had not yet been achieved!
More than half an hour later, as the last rune disappeared from the book and the entire secret book turned into a piece of papyrus, Wang Zijia finally fully understood the secret book.
Yuanci Liangyi Sword (300,000/3,000,000 before entry)·Fourth level high level
Yuanci Liangyi Sword: There was something sacred in ancient times, and the earth nourished it by nature. It was born with spiritual treasures, and its magical power was created by itself. It was named: Yuanci. It can evolve the five elements, reverse yin and yang, and spin the wheel around the universe, which is an amazing power.
There are powerful people who use their magical power as their basis, and their insights are written into books. This chapter contains the contents of swordsmanship, sword formation, and natal sword ritual refining methods.
The Yuanci Liangyi Sword Formation can evolve and reverse the five elements, it can also reverse Yin and Yang, and reverse the universe. It is a special space sword formation.
Yuanci Liangyi swordsmanship, the mother sword is in the hand, the sword energy shines across the nine states, the son sword is hidden in the heart, the mouth is opened and the sword pill is spitted out, and the head is taken from thousands of miles away. The two swords combined can defeat the air escape technique.
Yuanci Liangyi's natal sword, the mother-child sword, can be used to sacrifice and refine the divine light of Yuanci. It can reverse the acquired nature and achieve the innate. It is a sacrificial and refining method for the treasure that reaches the sky.
Special reminder: The Yuanci Liangyi Sword is a secret record of the ancient classics and a supreme secret method. There are nine copies in total. This is the basic chapter for entry.
There are also: Tai Chi Diagram, Three Talents Formation, Four Elephant Sticks, Five Elements Talisman, Six Path Wheel, Seven Star Lamp, Bagua Furnace, and Jiugong Bell.
Together they can form the "Many Treasures Hunyuan Sutra", which is a holy scripture that transcends the ninth level!
In the way of magic, the lower third level is called Shu, the middle third level is Dharma, the upper third level is Canon, and the holy third level is Sutra.
(End of chapter)
