The Sword Master God's Journey to Face Slapping

The night is as cool as water, and the moon is bright and the stars are sparse. The seven-story building is towering into the clouds, covered with a thin layer of silver-white moon yarn, as if it can touch the clouds and the moon in the sky.

On the highest floor of this seven-story tower, two figures are sitting by the railing. One of them is wearing a wide robe with big sleeves and a wild and unrestrained posture. The night breeze blows his long hair like crow feathers under the moon sky. It is Xuanyuan.

He is leaning on the railing and looking up at the moon. His handsome face seems to be a little gentle in this light moonlight. The index finger of his right hand that is stretched out of the railing is hooked on a white jade wine pot. As his right hand shakes the wine, it makes a few crisp sounds.

At this time, he seemed to be slightly drunk, with a smile on his lips, and a faint smile in his tone: "What a good wine. Who would have thought that the best wine in the world was brewed by a person who never drinks."

"Such a good wine is buried in the cellar by you, it is a waste. Good wine should be drunk with close friends when the moon is bright and the stars are shining, so as not to let down this scene, this wine and this heart." He turned his head and his slightly smoked phoenix eyes poured out a touch of wantonness, "Don't you think so?"

The person he was questioning sat opposite him leaning against the railing. Unlike the lazy and casual Xuanyuan, he sat upright with a solemn posture, a blue and white Taoist robe solemnly and neatly, with a calm expression, and no surprise or disturbance.

This person looks about 25 or 26 years old, with a clear and elegant appearance, phoenix eyes and sparse eyebrows, and is indeed quiet, gentle, pure and lofty.

He has young eyebrows and features, but his temples are white, and his eyes are even more desolate and distant, as if he has been silent for decades. His real age is definitely not as young as his appearance.

The man in the Taoist robe is Yang Xuanzhi, the national teacher of Dayan. He was the only grandmaster in this world before Xuanyuan came to this world.

He has been guarding Dayan for decades. The reason why he looks so young is that after a warrior enters the innate realm, his appearance will age very slowly, and after becoming a grandmaster, his appearance will age even slower.

Facing Xuanyuan's question, Yang Xuanzhi replied in a light tone: "It is because we met too late, so I treated you with good wine."

He looked up at the bright moon for a long time, and slowly said: "I also roamed the world and took revenge, but twenty years ago, after I entered the realm of Grandmaster, I could no longer find an opponent. I just felt extremely lonely. The world of mortals has been broken, and I have nothing to worry about."

The bright moon was in the sky, the breeze was like the tide, and looking down from the seven-story tower, I felt that the world was insignificant. Yang Xuanzhi's tone was extremely light, but the loneliness and sigh in his tone were as clear as the cold moonlight.

The smile on Xuanyuan's lips faded, and he smiled deliberately: "Now you are famous, and you are the legend that is talked about, admired, and yearned for in the world. Even so, do you feel extremely lonely?"

Yang Xuanzhi looked indifferent: "Without opponents and people standing at the same level, the world is no longer the same for me." When he turned his head to look at Xuanyuan, there was a certain light flashing in his dark and deep eyes, "I am very happy to see you today."

Xuanyuan laughed, and his laughter was sparse. He leaned lazily on the railing, holding the wine pot in his right hand and tilting it down directly. The mellow amber wine poured out, fell into his mouth, and sprinkled on the collar of his clothes, wild and unrestrained, chic and casual.

Xuanyuan understood the meaning of Yang Xuanzhi's words very clearly, and could even say that he felt the same way, because he was like Yang Xuanzhi back then, standing at the top of the entire cultivation world, and could not find a rival. He just felt that the cultivation world was extremely boring and had nothing to worry about.

No one in the cultivation world has successfully ascended for so many years. In fact, many people speculate that there may be something wrong with the immortal level, and once ascended, it is likely to fall.

Xuanyuan knew this, so why did he still take the risk of ascending? It was really too lonely to be the "number one in the world". It would be great to be at the top, but if there was no rival everywhere, how lonely it would be.

The wine pot gradually became lighter, and after not pouring out a drop of wine, Xuanyuan casually threw the white jade pot worth thousands of gold from the seven-story building, and then casually wiped the lips covered with wine.

At this time, he had completely given up the idea of ​​killing Yang Xuanzhi. As he said, there are too few confidants who are too late to meet, and if you can meet one, it is really a happy thing.

"I came here this time to test your attitude, but I didn't expect you to be my confidant, so now I have changed my mind." With a smile in his slightly drunken phoenix eyes, Xuanyuan looked at Yang Xuanzhi lazily and said bluntly.

Staring at Xuanyuan with a calm gaze, Yang Xuanzhi looked indifferent and motioned him to continue.

"I plan to unify the evil ways and destroy the six righteous sects." Xuanyuan smiled and said his plan straightforwardly. He supported his head with one hand and glanced at Yang Xuanzhi with a smile, "Are you going to stop me? Master?"

Yang Xuanzhi raised his eyebrows slightly, and was surprised for a moment, but soon his eyebrows relaxed. He just raised his chin slightly, motioned Xuanyuan to look at the full moon in the sky, and said lightly: "Good and evil are like this bright moon, full now and waning at other times. In the end, what's the difference."

Whether it is good or evil, this world is still the same world, what's the difference.

He meant that he didn't intend to stop it. Yang Xuanzhi looked at Xuanyuan with a little curiosity: "Are you from the evil ways?" His tone was naturally calm, and he didn't care about Xuanyuan's origin.

"No." Xuanyuan pursed his lips and smiled, and reached out to hook a pot of wine from the table next to the railing, "I am Ning Yunze, a disciple of Donghua Sect."

Yang Xuanzhi's eyes swept across Xuan Yuan's features, and he nodded lightly: "I see." But he was not surprised at all that he came from the six sects of the righteous path, but wanted to unify the evil path and destroy the righteous path.

He didn't ask, but Xuan Yuan came up and smiled: "Aren't you curious at all, why should I do this? Also, you have been suppressing good and evil for Dayan for many years, why did you agree so easily not to stop me. "

"You always have your reasons and reasons, if you are curious." Yang Xuanzhi is a cultivator and does everything he wants. At this time, his eyebrows were calm and his tone was calm, "No matter what your reason is, since you want to, Then do it.”

Xuan Yuan was stunned for a moment, then raised the corners of his lips into a smile. But that's the truth. There is no why, and why should I be curious about the reasons for doing it? It's just because I want to do it, so I do it, that's all.

"No." This time, Yang Xuanzhi finally gave a clear answer. He looked at Xuan Yuan with a calm and indifferent expression, "I will guard the world for Dayan, just because I owed them a favor."

"But you are my confidant. Since it is your wish to unify the evil way and destroy the righteous way, then fulfilling your wish is more important than repaying this favor." Yang Xuanzhi spoke in a calm tone and spoke out the real reason.

Before the emergence of the great master Xuan Yuan, he had just done it casually to guard the world for Dayan for this favor. When he stood at his level, it no longer mattered what the world was like, so he acted according to his own heart.

And now Xuan Yuan is the same great master as him, a close friend who stands on the same level as him and discusses the truth together. His weight is naturally much more important than the favor of the Yan royal family, so he can do whatever he wants. Yang Xuanzhi changed his position very casually.

Xuan Yuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and sighed: "You are really..." This kind of character is too casual. It's no wonder that he is the only one in the world who has advanced to the Grand Master.

Raising his hand to touch his chin, Xuan Yuan gently placed the jade pot in his hand on the railing. He smiled and said, "Since we are all friends, it's hard to take advantage of you. Well, I've recently acquired a new martial arts skill." Why don’t I share the secret with you, so we can study it together.”

Yang Xuanzhi didn't even ask what Xuan Yuan's new martial arts secret book was. He didn't even blink and allowed Xuan Yuan to continue drinking the wine he brewed from snow mountain melt water, Tianshan snow lotus and other natural materials and treasures. He only shook his head slightly: "No need."

He just felt that Xuan Yuan, his confidant and friend, was more important than the favor he owed to the Dayan royal family, so he chose to stand by Xuan Yuan's side, not to gain anything from him.

"Don't you want to listen to the decision about the name of this martial arts secret book?" Seeing Yang Xuanzhi's refusal without hesitation, Xuan Yuan clicked his tongue and deliberately teased him. Before he could say anything, Xuan Yuan had already revealed the answer himself. "Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Jue, are you really not interested?"

Yang Xuanzhi's eyes widened slightly, his body froze, then he turned his head and looked at Xuan Yuan silently, as if he wanted to see a flower on him, his eyes were extremely focused.

The Xuanhuang Jue of Heaven and Earth is the only martial arts secret book that records the method of crushing the void. How could Yang Xuanzhi, who has been in the realm of a grand master for many years but has never touched the way of heaven and crushed the void, not be tempted?

0617 Qing Mimi secretly slandered: The host obviously has a bad taste and wants to tease people. Yang Xuanzhi is such a decent and good Taoist priest, and now he is being tortured by the host...

Seeing that Yang Xuanzhi was still staring at him intently and not moving his eyes away, Xuanyuan drank the mellow wine and felt a rare sense of embarrassment, so he shook the wine bottle in his hand as if surrendering: "Okay, okay, I'm just kidding."

"The person I arranged has found the complete volume of Xuanhuang Jue of Heaven and Earth left by my ancestors. She will give it to me soon." Xuan Yuan said with a smile, and raised his head to take another sip of mellow wine.

"It turns out that I planned to go to Jiangnan and go to the Tianshan Mountains, but these are not as interesting as discussing Taoism with you. I will stay with you these days, and she will send the things over."

"If you have good friends and good wine, what's not a good place?"

After silently glancing at Xuan Yuan, Yang Xuanzhi agreed without saying anything against it. His eyes glanced at the jade pot in Xuan Yuan's hand, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly. It seemed that he might not have much left of the good wine he had brewed over the years.

No matter, he doesn't drink anyway, making wine is just to pass the time.

0617: Don’t let the host ruin it if you don’t drink it! I feel sorry for these fine wines for a second.