The Sword Master God's Journey to Face Slapping

Yang Xuanzhi's eyes flashed, and a thoughtful look flashed across his slender phoenix eyes. He silently took the palm-sized jade slip made of mutton-fat jade from Xuanyuan's hand, and held the jade slip firmly with his slender and powerful right hand. His movements were serious and careful, and he was not careless.

Although Xuanyuan did not say much, and did not specifically tell Yang Xuanzhi about the importance of such a jade slip to him, Yang Xuanzhi was still keenly aware of the unusualness of this jade slip for Xuanyuan, so he did not treat it lightly, but was quite solemn and serious, and did not intend to let this old jade slip that had been preserved for a long time be destroyed in his hands.

After taking the jade slip from Xuanyuan's hand, Yang Xuanzhi followed the method Xuanyuan said and put the jade slip on his forehead. The warm and delicate surface of the jade was pressed on the forehead, and a unique coolness of the jade was immediately transmitted from the place where the skin and the jade were in contact.

As the jade slip was placed on Yang Xuanzhi's forehead, the information recorded in the jade slip suddenly rushed towards Yang Xuanzhi's sea of ​​consciousness like a stream flowing into a wide river at an extremely fast speed. Countless information rushed directly into Yang Xuanzhi's mind like a surging stream, and instilled this information into Yang Xuanzhi in a rather overbearing and compulsory way.

The brain was suddenly filled with a lot of complex and cumbersome information. These unfamiliar messages kept rushing in, and all the information was stuffed in at once. Even though Yang Xuanzhi was now a grandmaster, it was the first time he experienced this kind of thing out of thin air. He suddenly felt quite uncomfortable and dizzy, and couldn't help but groan: "Hmm..."

The information recorded in the jade slip was transmitted to Yang Xuanzhi's mind without reservation, without any omission.

Some of these records of common sense and basic information about the world of cultivation appear in the form of text, and some are recorded in the form of pictures. The information is huge and rich. When all this information is instilled into people's brains, it is inevitable that people will feel dizzy and unable to fully accept this information for a while, and may even be shocked by the huge amount of information and data and faint.

Fortunately, although Yang Xuanzhi was accepting the information instilled by the jade slip for the first time, he was a great master after all. If converted to the world of cultivation, he would have the strength of the Golden Core Stage. Therefore, even if he had not trained his soul like a cultivator, the strength of his soul would not be too weak.

He would feel a little uncomfortable when he suddenly accepted such a huge amount of information, but there would be absolutely no problem. At most, he would be able to adapt to it after spending some time. There would be no problem. It made no sense that Xuanyuan, who was just a weak and weak boy, could successfully accept the information recorded in the jade slip without any injury, but Yang Xuanzhi, who was at the level of a great master, could not.

Sure enough, although Yang Xuanzhi was indeed dizzy and even uttered a muffled groan after he put the jade slip on his forehead, he was shocked by the huge amount of data that suddenly flowed out like a floodgate, but soon his brows relaxed, and he no longer showed any pain. He continued to receive the information recorded in the jade slip with a calm expression.

Seeing that Yang Xuanzhi's condition had stabilized, Xuanyuan no longer stared at Yang Xuanzhi, paying attention to his situation at all times, worrying that he would encounter any accidents and bad consequences when receiving the information recorded in the jade slip. Since Yang Xuanzhi had adapted to the jade slip, Xuanyuan let him sit there and read the jade slips recording the cultivation civilization inherited by the cultivation world.

Because the two of them started discussing the topic of which world to send Yang Xuanzhi to next at the dinner table, no matter whether it was the table of food that Yang Xuanzhi had carefully prepared or the barbecue that Xuanyuan had carefully cooked, they were actually in a state of no one caring about them. They were left on the table and gradually cooled down, but no one really picked up their chopsticks to taste it.

At this time, Yang Xuanzhi was closing his eyes and accepting the news recorded in the jade slip. Xuanyuan did not intend to wait for him to finish reading these huge and complicated cultivation civilizations, so he stretched out his hand and directly picked up a jar of fine wine that had just been dug out from under the wild pine tree.

This was the strong liquor that Yang Xuanzhi brewed when he first came to Qinghan Mountain. It was only buried under the tree for five years, but because the materials used for brewing were very excellent, coupled with Yang Xuanzhi's craftsmanship, even if it was only stored for five years, it was still very mellow and sweet. After Xuanyuan pulled out the red cloth soft stopper, the rich and sweet aroma of the wine immediately spread.

With a slight movement of his nose, Xuanyuan sniffed the extremely fragrant aroma of the wine, looked down at the clear and pure wine in the wine jar, and a smile and expectation flashed across his eyes. He still remembered the taste of the fine wine he tasted after turning over Yang Xuanzhi's wine cellar in the National Master's Mansion. Naturally, he was full of expectations and yearning for this jar of strong liquor at this moment.

If you want to judge whether a jar of wine is good, you can evaluate it from the three aspects of color, aroma and taste. From Xuanyuan's current observation, this jar of strong wine has a strong aroma, but it only gives people a mellow and deep feeling, not pungent, and it can be called first-class in terms of aroma. And this jar of wine is clear and transparent, clean and refreshing, which can really be called a rare good product, and it can also be called a unique one.

In the end, only the taste is left, and to taste this, of course, you have to drink it well to really taste whether it is a good wine or a strong wine - well, after saying so much, Xuanyuan actually just wants to drink good wine.

Xuan Yuan grabbed the wine jar with one hand, raised the wine jar filled with clear wine high, and tilted the mouth of the jar directly, letting the clear and sweet amber wine in the wine jar flow down, and poured it directly into the jar. It entered the mouth of Xuan Yuan, who had his head raised. Due to his bold and casual movements, the clear and sweet wine spilled a little, splashing on the clothes he was wearing, soaking the collar, revealing the bottom of Xuan Yuan's robe. Dark pattern coming.

After raising his head and gulping down the jar of wine, Xuanyuan became completely happy. It was a twist. He came to Yang Xuanzhi just to find a friend to drink wine with and share him. It was just a happy event that he decided to leave the main god's space and end this journey. He didn't expect that it had been delayed for so long for no reason, and it was only now that he actually drank the wine he wanted to drink.

Regardless of Yang Xuanzhi, who was still struggling to accept the information recorded in the jade slip, Xuanyuan directly drank a jar of fine wine. After he drank the jar of strong wine, he didn't feel any drunkenness or feeling at all. The wine bug in my belly just got a taste of it, which was not satisfying at all, and I didn't want to enjoy it to the fullest.

The index and middle fingers of his right hand hooked the wine jar. When Xuan Yuan drank all the strong wine, leaving only the empty wine jar, he raised his right hand upwards and threw the wine jar in his hand out. After a crunching sound, the wine jar was slammed to the ground, shattering into pieces of brown porcelain scattered on the ground.

If you don’t feel happy after drinking a jar of strong liquor, what should you do? Needless to say, I must open another bottle of strong liquor and continue drinking. So Xuan Yuan, who was not satisfied, reached for his right hand again and took a jar of fine wine. He continued to open the jar and drank a second jar of strong wine wantonly and indulgently. When the wine fell into his stomach, all that was left was a sense of relief and saying no. It's a pleasure.

So when Yang Xuanzhi finally read all the information recorded in the jade slips and woke up from his trance, he looked up and saw Xuan Yuan sitting opposite him, smiling and drinking strong wine. Knowing how much he had drunk, there was a happy and wanton smile on his face, and the ends of his eyes were stained with a light drunken color, glowing with a light pink like peach blossoms in March.

Looking around Xuanyuan, Yang Xuanzhi immediately found a broken piece of porcelain and red cloth stuffing on the ground beside the dining table. Looking at the mess, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. It was obvious that when he was in meditation to accept the information recorded in the jade slips, countless wine jars had already been killed by Xuan Yuan.

Xuan Yuan, who seemed to be quite drunk, easily discovered that Yang Xuanzhi had woken up from his trance. He couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at Yang Xuanzhi. After staring at Yang Xuanzhi with drunken eyes, he curled his lips and smiled slightly. There were light traces of wine on his micro-pink lips that had been soaked in the clear amber liquid. He tilted his head, opened his lips and asked, "Have you finished receiving the information recorded in the jade slip?"

"Yes." Yang Xuanzhi's expression was still calm. He nodded calmly and said seriously, "There are indeed many wonders in the thousands of worlds. It turns out that there is cultivation besides martial arts. It turns out that there are so many levels above the Grand Master. It turns out that in the innate realm If you go in another direction, you will reach a different end point and achieve a different goal.”

His long, slender, thick black eyebrows were slightly raised, and Xuan Yuan's thin lips were slightly curved, revealing a half-smile. He nodded lightly at Yang Xuanzhi, his eyes seemed to be drunk, but he still seemed to be clear, and he chuckled softly. Then he said: "I originally came from the world of cultivation, and I followed the path of cultivation."

"When I first came to this world, I couldn't help but be amazed by the unique paths in your world. Since the innate realm, the paths you have taken have never been taken before, and all of this It’s all discovered bit by bit by your ancestors.”

"I have to say that such a world that creates a new path is very rare and very rare." Xuan Yuan smiled with a smile on his lips, with a bit of admiration, "You are actually very lucky to be born in such a world."