The weather was clear.

It is like turning to the green slightly, the mountain flowers are fresh and delicate, the fairy birds are feathered, and there is a dust atmosphere in the smoke.

There is a small pavilion on the top of the mountain, the whole body is built with green bamboo, the leaves have not been removed, after the mountain rain, wash away the dirt and dirt, and disperse the fragrance.

In the pavilion, there is a pot of wine, two dishes, and three people drink together.

Jing Younan picked up another glass of wine and laughed, "I salute Senior Brother Pan again, Senior Brother Pan has helped me a lot this time." ”

Pan Yue is still the same hanger, he doesn't look serious, he has one leg on the stool, he has a big horse golden knife style, and said in a casual tone, "It's a trivial matter, Senior Brother Jing doesn't have to worry about it." ”

Jing Younan drank it all, the wine glass was facing down, and said, "Senior Brother Pan, the younger brother is respectful first." ”

"Good. ”

Pan Yue grabbed the wine glass and poured it into his mouth, but it was only a bloody outburst, and his heart hurt so much that he couldn't even pour his favorite wine in his mouth on weekdays.

Jing Younan drank a few more drinks with Pan Yue before turning to Jun Wu, who had been silent, and said, "Senior Brother Jun has a restrained sword qi all around him, so he should be able to condense the sword seed recently." ”

"Hmm. ”

Jun Wuxue, who was in white clothes, nodded, and with the spirit of his cultivation, the aura of arrogance and frost coming out of his body became thicker, and there was a faint indescribable temperament.

Jing Younan knew that the other party's temperament was typical of being cold on the outside and hot on the inside, he turned the wine cup in his hand, the blue and blue wine reflected the sun, and sighed, "Senior Brother Jun, you have a good day like this." ”

Jun Wuregret's expression did not move, the essence in his eyes wandered, and he said softly, "Senior Brother Jing, our road is not passable, there is nothing to envy." ”

"Not bad,"

Jing Younan restrained the moment of weakness in his heart, and his eyebrows revealed a compelling sharpness, and said, "When the foundation was first built, the heavens and the earth were communicated, and the heavens and men asked themselves, what is the Tao? What I answered at the time was, I am the Tao, the Tao is me, I do my way, and kill the pure yang in the evidence." ”

"Killing the Pure Yang in the Evidence,"

Pan Yue sat up straight all of a sudden, and the sword pill that was warm in the dantian actually let out a soft sound, as if he was about to move, and wanted to cut it out in the air.

Among the Xuanmen, it has always been the sword cultivator who is the most murderous.

The reason is simple, whether it is to wash the sword or raise the sword, it needs the blood of the opponent.

It was in such days and nights of tempering that the flying sword in the hand of the sword cultivator would bloom with unparalleled light and reach the peak step by step.

Perhaps because of this, among the Xuanmen monks, the Dao heart of the sword cultivator is the most firm, sharp, and unmatched.

Those sword cultivators who are not firm enough and sharp will be controlled by their own flying swords in the end, and they will be reduced to killing slaves, and they will not be able to take off for the rest of their lives.

And now, the young man standing in front of him, although he is not a sword cultivator, but the firmness of the Dao heart and the sharpness of the Dao heart are really impressive.

At this moment, Pan Yue finally understood a little why his uncle Wei Zhenren had never forgotten this son, it was really a kendo seed.

However, thinking of the turmoil that the young man in front of him had set off in the door, Pan Yue shook his head again, he was not a sword cultivator after all.

"As the ancients said, the three thousand avenues can prove the pure yang, and we all need to recognize our way. ”

Jun Wuregret put his hands flat in front of his knees, he chose the purest way of sword cultivation, and there was nothing else except the sword.

"Haha, okay. ”

Jing Younan drank a few more glasses before standing up and saying goodbye to the two, "Senior Brother Pan, Senior Brother Jun, we will meet again in the future." ”

After speaking, he nodded at the two of them, raised a red light, and flew towards the west.

Seeing Jing Younan leaving, Jun Wuregret greeted Pan Yue coldly, and directly sacrificed the sword pill, and disappeared after three or five breaths.

"These two cold guys,"

Pan Yue rolled his eyes, sat back in the small pavilion, drank the spirit wine in a big gulp, and muttered, "It's all good wine, but it can't be wasted." ”

The time was not big, a wisp of green qi on the top of the mountain hung down from above, and the sky was scattered to both sides, Wei Shien Wei Zhenren wore a Chaoyang Dao crown on his head, and walked out in a mixed yuan immortal robe.

On his heavenly gate, the clouds are several feet long, cool as water, and there are hundreds of golden lamps, which are tinkling.

Pan Yue jumped up suddenly, picked up his wine glass, and shouted loudly, "Uncle Wei, you came just in time, come and drink." This spirit wine is only one altar for a thousand spars, and we poor sword cultivators can't afford to drink it in normal times. ”

Wei Zhenren was accustomed to Pan Yue's funny appearance, and paced in a circle and said, "Have you done everything I told you?"

As soon as he heard this, Pan Yue seemed to have his backbone pulled out, and he suddenly became soft, and said with a bitter face, "Uncle Shi, I used all the merits I have accumulated over the past few decades to exchange for the Golden Crow Divine Stone and the Jade Rabbit Cinnamon Incense." ”

"There will be a time when you will earn merit. ”

Wei Zhenren nodded at him first, and then asked, "What do you think of Jing Younan?"

Pan Yue frowned and thought about it, and then said after a while, "Good qualifications, ambitious, know how to be a man, and know how to be flexible." However, he seems to be too capable of messing with right and wrong, and in my opinion, in the future, he will either soar into the sky or be shattered. ”

"That's a good point. ”

Wei Zhenren shook his hand and said, "If in the past, the wind and waves in the sect were calm and unstable, and a disciple like Jing Younan would either be polished off the edges and corners and integrated into the system, or he would be narrower and narrower and suppressed by others." Rise fast, fall faster. ”

"But now it is a great change that has never been seen in 10,000 years, and the various forces in the sect have their own plans for this matter, and the pressure from outside and the contradictions within the sect are intertwined, and a character like Jing Younan may be like a fish in water. ”

Pan Yue sat up straight, his face was solemn, and said, "Uncle Wei, are you going to sell Jing Younan a favor and make plans for the future?"

Wei Zhenren smiled bitterly, crow's feet faintly appeared in the corners of his eyes, and said, "You disciples, all of you are concentrating on swordsmanship, and there is nothing else besides the sword, and you don't want to think about many things, and you don't bother to think about them." If it was in normal times, it might be fine, but when the Heaven and Earth Tribulation came, the sword cultivator who specialized in killing in the door must be on the front line. ”

"Our sword cultivators have always been dedicated to cultivation, sharpening our sword hearts, and we are lukewarm with several major forces in the sect, and we have no friendship at all. It will be a big loss when the time comes. ”

"In my opinion, it's time for us to find an alliance with our sword cultivation lineage. ”

Pan Yue's brows furrowed even more, and he said, "Uncle Wei, are you so optimistic about Jing Younan?"

Wei Zhenren smiled lightly, a rare hint of sharpness appeared in his eyes, and said in an unfathomable tone, "Junior nephew Pan Yue, you just wait and see." ”

"Okay,"

Pan Yue circled around Wei Zhenren, and didn't realize why his senior uncle was so confident, so he muttered in a low voice, "Anyway, I'm not worried, I'm afraid that Uncle Shi will make a mistake, and those old monsters in the Yaori Cave Heaven won't let you go." ”

Wei Zhenren shook off the dust, knocked Pan Yue far away, blew his beard and glared, and said, "Crow's mouth." ”

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