Chapter 13 Who Makes a Pot of Tea on the Cliff
The blue was not visible in the dim sky, and there were no stars twinkling in the murky night.
At this moment, it was still daylight, but the gloom in the sky kept spreading, spreading to a radius of hundreds of miles, enveloping half of Chang'an City.
Li Xiu's eyes gradually closed, he tried to open them, but his eyelids were surprisingly heavy, his head gradually drooped, the light shot out of his head was loose, and the portal standing in the whirlpool of the sky was almost transparent.
Gradually, Li Xiu stopped resisting, he turned his head to look at the north of the Tang Realm, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
After struggling for more than ten years, in the end it is still an empty talk.
It's really a little unwilling!
Li Xiu lowered his head, a pair of feet appeared in front of him, he looked up with a strong spirit, and Lao Qiao stood in front of him with a smile on his face, looking down at him.
"Uncle Qiao. ”
Li Xiu whispered, his voice was very weak and almost inaudible.
"Young master, the landlord helped you break the first tribulation back then, Mr. Chen helped you break the second tribulation four years ago, and today this third tribulation, I will help you!"
Old Joe said.
As the words fell, Lao Qiao's body rose from the ground and came into the air, and the three-foot Qingfeng sword that had disappeared for a long time somehow appeared in his hand again.
The aura in the sky fluctuates violently, and the wind it drives is enough to tear people apart.
But he still stood on a high place, his face flat.
Beard Jiaoxi and Chen Zhimo looked up with complicated expressions.
Li Xiu opened the gate of heaven in vain, even if he used the Book of Heavens to deceive the heavenly punishment, how could that door be opened casually?
Old Joe didn't think much of it, he just took a step forward, closer to the looming door, and then slashed out with a sword.
The sword qi fell vertically and horizontally on that door, and a sword mark appeared in the heavenly gate, which was very shallow.
"It's kind of interesting. ”
Old Qiao's eyes narrowed slightly, his clothes flew all around, and the aura within a radius of a hundred miles was quickly withdrawn from him, forming another huge tornado vortex centered on him, and in winter, a thunderclap sounded in the sky out of thin air.
The sword glowed with thunder, and in the blink of an eye, it slashed at that door countless times.
Finally, there was a loud bang, and a huge pressure burst out from the door, sweeping through the sky so that the black clouds were dispelled a lot, and Lao Qiao's body flew out upside down for nearly a thousand meters, his green shirt was broken, his gray hair was scattered, and his arms trembled slightly.
The movement here was so great that everyone in the academy looked up at this scene, not knowing what was happening.
Thousands of people in Meiling looked up at the shocking scene in the sky, what was that looming portal?
Someone else recognized the old man with the sword, who seemed to be the old servant who followed Li Xiu before.
Murong Xue looked at the sky, and there was a hint of fear in the depths of her eyes.
Second Master Murong became more and more silent, then closed his eyes and quietly healed.
The door was long gone, and the dense sword marks were carved into it, and the middle collapsed slightly inward.
There was an incredible expression on the face of the beard teacher, this old servant in a green shirt actually collapsed the gate of heaven?
Old Joe's body stood in the sky, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, sprinkled to the ground, and landed on the plum petals, and the plum blossoms became more and more vivid.
His body shook, his face was like gold paper, there was a twilight flash in his eyes, and the sword seemed to be bent down.
Li Xiu looked at this scene, looking at the tall figure that could carry the heaven and earth, and suddenly grinned, blood stained his lips and teeth, but he smiled very happily.
He had never smiled so well.
Then Li Xiu slowly lowered his hands, and the already extremely faint beam of light and portal fluctuated violently and began to disappear gradually.
Obviously hope was imminent, but he took the initiative to choose to give up.
For the first time, Lao Qiao's face showed an urgent expression, he stretched out his finger and pointed at Li Xiu from afar, Li Xiu's body stiffened, and his arms uncontrollably pinched the seal again, so the portal that was originally on the verge of collapse became clear again.
"You're going to die. ”
Li Xiu looked up at the sky, with bitterness in his heart, his eyes gradually turned red, he wanted to shout this sentence, but before he could say it, it became a little murmur, he was just an ordinary person who didn't faint and was already strong willpower.
"Young master, I'm actually very strong. ”
Lao Qiao looked at Li Xiu, smiled, and then raised his body and rushed into the sky.
The monstrous thunder light was born from the endless void, and then gathered on his body, and Lao Qiao's aura kept rising, and his beard flew up, and his gray hair turned white in an instant.
His skin was swirling with thunder light, the long sword kept humming, Lao Qiao held the sword high in the air with his right hand, and the thunder light within a radius of hundreds of miles was all condensed in the sword, and then slashed down.
The sword marks on the Heavenly Gate bloomed with endless light, and the two met, then vanished.
Everything returned to calm, the dark clouds dispersed, the clear blue sky was released to everyone without reservation, and the ancient portal was full of cracks, and then with a snapping sound, it shattered into countless pieces, turning into heaven and earth aura and dissipating with the wind.
The door disappeared, revealing a hole, which closed in the blink of an eye, and a milky white breath flew out at the moment of closing, integrating into Li Xiu's body, and the powerful life breath quickly healed his body, and the injuries all over his body had completely recovered during the breath.
......
Old Qiao landed in front of him from the sky, looking at the rejuvenated Li Xiu, a smile appeared on the old man's face, full of relief.
"I'm a young master, you must listen to what I say. ”
Li Xiu looked at him and said very seriously.
Lao Qiao took two steps forward, tied the three-foot sword in his hand to Li Xiu's waist, and looked up and down.
"A young master is a young master, no matter how you dress up, you look good. ”
Old Qiao was relieved, and the wrinkles on his face were like a flower.
"You are more important than my life. ”
Looking at the smile on the old face, Li Xiu was silent for a long time before speaking.
He is not a person who is good at expression, but fortunately, there is a great tacit understanding between them.
"It's always a good thing that the young master is alive. ”
Old Qiao bent down and took out the Book of Heavens and held it in his hand, but the Book of Heavens suddenly turned into a puff of white smoke and disappeared, and the four of them looked at this scene and understood in their hearts that from today onwards, there would be no more Heavens Volume.
"Want to take a walk?"
Li Xiu said softly.
"Okay!"
Lao Qiao stretched out a hand and pressed it on Li Xiu's shoulder, and then the two disappeared into the academy and appeared in a sea of clouds.
This is a high mountain to the west of Chang'an.
The two men stood on the edge of the cliff at the top of the mountain, watching the pale white clouds drift with the wind towards the south.
There were several birds lined up in the sky.
"I haven't seen the young master cry for more than ten years. ”
Lao Qiao sat down cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, took out a small table, took out a pinch of tea leaves and put it into the pot, and then reached out and pinched it out, and the clear water flew out of the sea of clouds and fell into the pot, and the tea boiled, wafting out a faint taste.
"Tears are not only superfluous, but also useless. ”
Li Xiu put the teacup on the table and said.
The wind was always strong on the edge of the cliff, and Old Joe's white hair and rags rose backwards.
"Young master, the landlord often thinks about you, and he has to go back to see it when he has time. ”
Li Xiu lowered his head and snorted.
"How does my sword compare to Xiao Boru?"
As if he suddenly remembered something, Old Joe suddenly asked.
"Ten times better than him. ”
Li Xiu didn't think about it, and said directly.
Old Qiao nodded, feeling that this was very reasonable, his eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the clouds in front of the cliff, and then turned into points of light, and the stars dispersed.
Li Xiu was silent, the sun in the sky gradually tilted westward, he picked up the teacup, the tea was mild, and drank it all.
Then tears rained down.