The Sword Master God's Journey to Face Slapping

When Xuan Yuan's spiritual consciousness spread, not only the mountains and rivers all over the world, but also all the humans and animals living in the territory of the Yan Dynasty, their every move and their location were everywhere. The current state was all noticed by Xuan Yuan. The entire Yan Dynasty seemed to be displayed in front of Xuan Yuan, allowing him to flip through it at will and check every place at will.

As the divine consciousness unfolded, gradually the entire territory of the Dayan Dynasty was covered by the divine consciousness. Every county, every city, every ancient and deep forest, every gurgling river in the territory of Dayan, these All the scenes contained in Dayan's territory were transmitted back to Xuanyuan, allowing him to look into his eyes and into his heart.

And when Xuan Yuan's consciousness spread like water, he soon found traces of Yang Xuanzhi in a lonely mountain forest with few people.

Across the long distance and barriers, Xuan Yuan directly "saw" the simple and elegant Taoist temple with white walls and gray tiles on the mountain from a distance. He also saw a man sitting cross-legged on a huge blue stone in the deep forest of the mountain behind the Taoist temple. , Yang Xuanzhi is meditating and doing pure cultivation.

When Xuan Yuan found Yang Xuanzhi and looked at him, he felt that Yang Xuanzhi was still the same as before, the same as when Xuan Yuan saw him for the last time. There was no change at all, as if the past five years in this world had not changed for him. No influence made him change in any way.

And because Yang Xuanzhi looked the same as he had many years ago, Xuan Yuan had an illusion, as if the long time and distance between them did not exist after he left for so long; as if they had talked about Xuan Zhi together yesterday. They discussed the Tao, competed and competed together, and gathered together to drink fine wine and share the joy of peace under the clear and bright moon.

"Found it." Xuan Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes as deep as the sea were mixed with bright stars, but they were full of joy and memories. His thin lips were slightly raised, revealing a smile with a smile on his face. With a smile of joy and joy, he couldn't help but murmured something softly.

There was nostalgia and a calm and gentle expression between his eyebrows. Xuan Yuan smiled slightly. His figure that was still standing somewhere in Yanjing suddenly faded away, as if an invisible hand was gently wiping the mink with something. It slowly dissipated in mid-air, and the figure that was still there disappeared in an instant.

Anling County is one of the twenty-seven counties of Dayan. It is mountainous, with high sloping landforms and rolling mountains. There are many undeveloped primitive mountain forests. There are ferocious beasts in the deep forests. There are no roads in the mountains and it is dangerous and difficult to travel. Therefore, Anling County There are not many mountain people living in the deep mountains and old forests of Ling County. There are no traces of people in the deep mountains and ancient forests. Only wild beasts, flowers, plants and trees grow freely.

Because there are many mountains and deep forests in Anling County, this county has the smallest population in the territory of Dayan. Not only are there a small number of ordinary civilians here, but even heroes from the world rarely come to Anling County. Because there is nothing else in Anling County except for the deep forests that connect one mountain to another, and you may not be able to find your way out when you enter it. Naturally, it is impossible to attract many people to come all the way to Anling County.

Qinghan Mountain is a small mountain in Anling County that is neither high nor short, very ordinary and not eye-catching. This mountain is far away from the nearest town. It is far away from the world and has no human habitation. Even the name Qinghan Mountain was given by someone. Not named, but all the mountains in that area are called Qinghan Mountain.

After Xuanyuan spread his spiritual consciousness throughout the territory of Dayan, Xuanyuan successfully found Yang Xuuzhi who was practicing in seclusion at Qinghan in Anling County. After finding his target, Xuanyuan rushed directly from Yanjing to Qinghan Mountain where Yang Xuanzhi was located without any further delay.

After his figure disappeared in Yanjing at the last moment, his figure appeared on Qinghan Mountain in Anling County at the next moment.

The top of Qinghan Mountain is shrouded in the depths of the clouds. The lingering white clouds and clear mist envelop the top of the mountain. The white clouds are floating and fluttering like immortals. The whole Qinghan Mountain looks so elegant and pure, containing a different kind of Taoism. It means charm and pure inaction. When you meditate in such a mountain, it seems that every move is in line with the way of heaven, and you can understand what pure nature is.

There is a simple Taoist temple on the top of Qinghan Mountain, with white walls and gray tiles, elegant and simple. There are only three or four temples in the Taoist temple including the main hall, and they are all very simple and simple. It is obvious that this is a private Taoist temple, hidden in the mountains. In the old forest, it is not known to outsiders and is not disturbed by foreign objects.

There is a wild pine forest at the back of Qinghan Mountain. I don’t know where the seeds came from and fell here. By chance, they took root and sprouted. Finally, they stubbornly took root in the deep mountains. I don’t know that after dozens of It took years and years of cold and heat to finally grow into a tall tree.

Thin needle-like green pine needles and thumb-sized pine cones fall from the treetops one after another when winter comes every year. Because this place is uninhabited, no one deliberately sweeps these fallen pine needles and pine cones. A layer of pine needles mixed with scattered pine cones covered the ground in the pine forest.

It is said to be a wild pine forest, but in fact, there are only twenty or thirty pine trees growing in the pine forest in the back mountain. They are not far apart in years, and their heights are roughly the same. They are spaced near and far apart, scattered and random, because No one planted them deliberately, so no one trimmed the pine crowns into any auspicious and beautiful appearance. Instead, they were allowed to grow wildly, extending in whichever direction there was more sunlight, rain and dew.

To the east of the pine forest, there is a huge bluestone standing here. This bluestone is quite large, two or three meters high. Although the bluestone is very huge, it does not look jagged. The stone wall is smooth and delicate, as if it is standing silently. It has been polished by decades of wind and rain.

The upward side of the bluestone is like a disc, flat and covered with dense moss, but it is not very wet. Even if you sit on the bluestone, your clothes will not be wetted by the water mist on the bluestone. On this huge blue stone, there is a handsome Taoist priest wearing a blue and white Taoist robe, with black hair and frosty white temples, sitting cross-legged on it, meditating with his eyes closed.

Ten steps away from the bluestone where Yang Xuanzhi was sitting cross-legged and meditating, Xuan Yuan's figure slowly emerged from the air. He raised his eyes and looked at Yang Xuanzhi not far away. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, and there was a hint of light recollection and nostalgia in his eyes. Soon, these emotions quietly dissipated, leaving only the joy and joy of meeting old friends again.

Xuan Yuan did not deliberately suppress his traces, and even deliberately revealed his presence and traces. Therefore, Yang Xuanzhi, who was sitting cross-legged on the huge blue stone and was in the process of enlightenment and spiritual cultivation, seemed to be aware of the traces of outsiders and could not help but open his eyes slowly. Opening his eyes, he looked towards the source along the gaze that fell on him.

Yang Xuanzhi raised his eyes and met Xuan Yuan's gaze. In his deep phoenix eyes, there was only desolation, vastness, coldness and indifference. Other than that, there was no other emotion. After leaving Yanjing to seek seclusion in this secluded place, Yang Xuanzhi's state of mind seemed to have improved greatly, even more than before.

And when Yang Xuanzhi saw a strange visitor suddenly appear in the back of Qinghan Mountain, where there was no other person besides him, a slight surprise flashed through his eyes. Obviously, he did not expect that a second person would appear in the place where he retired to the world. personal.

In the past five years, no one has been able to find this place. No one in the world knows where he is, but he did not expect that today he would receive a visitor in his secluded place. Facing Xuan Yuan who appeared inexplicably and came to visit, Yang Xuanzhi frowned slightly, but after he and Xuan Yuan looked at each other, he seemed to have discovered something in Xuan Yuan's smiling eyes, which made Yang Xuanzhi couldn't help but smile slightly. Stunned.

It was clear that Xuanyuan's appearance was extremely unfamiliar, and Yang Xuanzhi was certain that he had never seen Xuanyuan before, but in his heart, he still couldn't help but feel a little inexplicably familiar.

Especially when he looked into Xuan Yuan's deep eyes, and when he saw the smile in his eyes, the inexplicable feeling of familiarity became more obvious. These emotions were about to stir in his heart, stirring up feelings of nostalgia and the passage of time. When these emotions rose in his heart, Yang Xuanzhi himself did not understand where these emotions came from.

Staring at Xuan Yuan blankly for a moment, Yang Xuanzhi seemed to have a sense of suddenness and confusion passing through his eyes. As if by mistake, he tilted his head slightly, looked away from Xuan Yuan, and called out softly with a low, slightly magnetic voice: "...Xuan Yuan?"

When Yang Xuanzhi recognized him, Xuan Yuan finally curled up his lips and smiled. The curve of his thin lips became more and more obvious, and his eyes seemed to be filled with bright stars. The originally clear and innocent face was now filled with a real smile. The meaning becomes more and more pure and elegant, and the beauty is too beautiful to look at.

Raising his slender eyebrows, Xuan Yuan strode towards Yang Xuanzhi who was cross-legged on the bluestone. The satin boots on his feet stepped on the soft soil of the pine forest, and the soles of the shoes rubbed against the fine needle-like pine tips. , making a rustling sound, he chuckled and said with a smile: "I knew you could recognize me."

Although he only told Yang Xuanzhi his name when he came to this world last time and never showed his true face in front of him, Xuan Yuan inexplicably believed that Yang Xuanzhi could recognize him, just as no matter what his friend turned into, Xuan Yuan Yuandu could recognize them at a glance.

So natural, so simple and easy.