Everyone was embarrassed, Liu Changye was crazy all his life, always sighing that others laughed at him for being too crazy, and only sighed that others couldn't see through it.

This kind of selfless realm is often sought after by some literati and artists.

When Wei Yan saw Liu Changye, he wanted to leave with Dongfeng Po and the others, so he hurriedly stepped forward and hugged his fists, and said respectfully: "Senior Wine Saint, I offended a lot just now, and I hope you will bear with me!"

For example, Liu Changye is such a world-class talent, and he has read all the world's literature and classics, if he can get a word or two of his advice, even the Holy Sect will humbly ask for advice.

Even if you can't get guidance, you should be friendly with them, such as Liu Changye, a character like him, would rather be a guest than an enemy.

Liu Changye turned around, grinned without any masters, and said, "It's all a joke, how can you offend?"

Wei Yan breathed a long sigh of relief and said happily: "Late life, thank you to the wine saint senior!"

Liu Changye smiled and said, "You kid, it's better than that old unicorn, and the old man will send you a creation." ”

Liu Changye stopped speaking, pressed his palm into the wine gourd on his waist, and a stream of energy wrapped a scoop of liquid, which quickly rushed into Wei Yan's mouth.

In an instant, the holy qi in Wei Yan's body rioted uncontrollably, and the temperature around him suddenly increased, and the crowd seemed to be burning like a raging fire, and a wisp of steam slowly rose from his heavenly spirit cover.

Wei Yan's cultivation bottleneck, which has been unstoppable for many years, has been slightly loosened like a dead tree that is still reappearing in spring, like an unprecedented time?

"Ah, could this be the rumored spirit brew? Wei Yan felt the changes in his body, and immediately shouted magically, and then knelt down on one knee to Liu Changye, and thanked: "Thank you for the wine saint seniors for the wine, I don't dare to forget it in my later life." ”

Liu Changye didn't care, and said: "The cycle of cause and effect is a fixed number, my disciple's stubbornness is the cause, and I and the old unicorn are also old friends, and the old man gave you the result of creation." ”

Liu Changye left a simple sentence, turned around and followed the east wind to Xijian Peak, leaving Wei Yan stunned and standing in place, his mind constantly replaying the words of the wine saint just now.

This banquet in the Eastern Regions, a flash in the pan of Liu Changye, is far more dazzling than this battle for the pinnacle of the Sacred Heart.

After Liu Changye left, everyone present immediately turned their eyes back to the ring......

To say that the two of them, Li Xiao and Yuan Qianqiu, are indeed counted as demons among their peers, and the aftermath of their battle has been infinitely close to the Holy Monarch cultivator.

Li Xiao repelled Yuan Qianqiu with a sword, and chased after him with a killing move, and in an instant, the entire ring was covered with a rain of swords.

Yuan Qianqiu did not show weakness at all, and seemed to slash out with both hands slightly, but in fact, he cut out no less than a hundred knives, and freely resolved the killing move of Lixiao.

The two men were evenly matched, and for several hours, the battle had come to an end, and finally they both put away their weapons, smiled at each other, and left.

Only the spectators who were present and confused each other were left. "Could it be that this Tianjiao duel ends with no victory or defeat?"

But this is really the case, the battle between these two people really has no victory or defeat, only a happy battle.

This feast of the Qingying Sect was presided over by the highly respected master of the wood industry. It also lasted until the next morning, and it was considered to be the end.

The final result was very surprising, it was an unknown casual cultivator who defeated many of his peers and obtained the opportunity to build a holy weapon in the wood industry.

During the day, the remaining forces who came to the banquet said goodbye and left, and the original noisy Qingying Sect also returned to its original peace. As usual, the disciples who were rehearsing the sword side by side, listening carefully to the elder's sermons, and humbly asking the young sect cultivators for advice, were all saying that the Eastern Regions Banquet had become a thing of the past.

The next day, in the sword ruins outside the Sword Peak Sword Tower, Yan Hongchen sat on the bluestone of the Chaotic Sword Gang, constantly using spiritual power to temper his body, and his body made a muffled sound like firecrackers from time to time.

With one heart and two purposes, while condensing the Holy Child in the body, so that his own realm can reach a more solid point.

Among them, Yan Hongchen was surprised to find that in front of the Holy Child in his body, the thunder and lightning points condensed by the Thunder Trick could be replenished by his own spiritual power every time he called it clean, which was a surprising discovery.

It's just that the thunder power in the reserve is only a little bit, and it seems that he must find thunder and lightning or spirit seeds to make it stronger, otherwise this level of thunder power reserve can only support himself at most, and it will dry up with a single blow with all his strength.

After sitting cross-legged for most of the day, Yan Hongchen got up and stretched, he was too immersed in cultivation and didn't notice that Nangong Yue didn't know when he came to his side.

Yan Hongchen smiled awkwardly and asked, "Senior sister, when did you come, I didn't even notice it when I was too dedicated to cultivation." ”

Nangong Yue stared blankly at the sky, holding her chin with her hands bored, not knowing what she was thinking, thinking so engrossedly that Yan Hongchen didn't seem to hear when she talked to her.

Looking at this stupid face, Yan Hongchen couldn't help but have all kinds of emotions in his heart, how can there be a man in this world who doesn't love beauty?

"It's just that I'm still qualified to talk about this male and female love?" asked his heart.

Thinking about his wife Ye Chengcheng in the past, whether she was too ruthless at the beginning, and now whether she has started a new life, the last answer she wants is that she will wait silently for her to return.

"Senior sister?" Yan Hongchen's voice raised slightly.

"Ah...... I, I'm here. ”

"What, which lover is my sister thinking about?"

Hearing this, Nangong Yue's eyes widened slightly angrily, and she said, "I miss you, okay?"

As soon as these words came out, Yan Hongchen didn't know how to answer them, but just sneered: "Senior sister is really joking!"

Nangong Yue was two smart springs, staring directly at the person in front of him.

After staring at it for a while, he said, "Senior Brother Yan, I want to ask you if what you said yesterday is counted?"

Yan Hongchen was puzzled and said, "What did Senior Sister say?"

Nangong Yue's expression was a little evasive, and she said, "That's what you said to the Wine Saint yesterday." ”

"What? Please make it clear to Senior Sister. Yan Hongchen pretended to be a positive color.

Nangong Yue suddenly got up angrily, shook her lotus sleeves fiercely and left in a hurry.

This made Yan Hongchen, who had to leave a messy person, sighed deeply and looked at the back of this beautiful woman who was gradually moving away.

In fact, I don't know what she means, but I try to avoid it as much as possible, being in a foreign land, thinking all the time, all the time I am my father, who doesn't know where I am, and I don't know when I can return to the Shenqi Continent.

The weight on his body is already the burden of Ye Chengcheng, the wife of the Ming media who should not be burdened, does he have to bear her Nangong Yue again one day?

Obviously, Yan Hongchen can't swing his sword again to break his love, the ignorant teenager who was ignorant that day has now grown into a mature man, how can he not understand the bitterness of love?

At this moment, the figures of Liu Changye and Dongfeng Po and others walked out of the sword tower, coming towards this place.

Since yesterday, this old and young man has settled in the Sword Washing Pavilion, and the Qing Mufeng brothers and the other three pavilion masters, who are responsible for the affairs of the sect, have also left early.

Yan Hongchen didn't go back to the Sword Tower, and he didn't even go in to greet them, he just sat directly in the Sword Ruins Stone, and this time to sit down and cultivate, it was time to rush to the present.

Liu Changye and Dongfeng Po walked side by side, and behind the two of them were Tie Wuxin Tie Li, and a bored little beggar.

When a few people came to the sword ruins, Liu Changye opened his mouth and said, "Little Housheng, are you cultivating?"

Yan Hongchen got up and hugged his fists and said, "Junior, I've seen Senior Liu." ”

Liu Changye waved his hand, signaling that Yan Hongchen didn't need to be polite.

Then he looked at it, and it turned out that he didn't think it was enough to go around carefully before he stood still.

"The ten veins of the Sacred Heart are all broken, young and promising, listening to what your sect elders say, you have a good talent?" Liu Changye said with a smile as he looked at Yan Hongchen.

Hearing this, Yan Hongchen smiled and said, "As far as my predecessors are concerned, my body is thin and cultivated, but you have a thought. ”

Liu Changye laughed and said, "Little brother, I didn't come here for you. Innate, what do you think?"

The little beggar stepped forward, also looked at Yan Hongchen, and said, "It's okay, you can practice your hands." ”

"Could it be that this pair of young and old people are here to find a live target?" Yan Hongchen was stunned for a moment, and was instantly unhappy.

The little beggar stepped forward and hugged his fists and said: "Born in Xialiu, born and raised, the name is taken by the master, the surname is given by the master, please give me advice!." ”

Liu was born, he was abandoned on Beggar Street at birth, but fortunately he survived with the milk of the prodigal dog, and then grew up eating hundreds of meals, which can be described as a hard-working person.

Liu Changye has not yet broken into the king of the sect, he has retired from the rivers and lakes and disappeared, and has been playing games in the world for fun, and the four seas are his home.

Even if there are ghosts and gods who have created the way of drinking, what else is there for a person like him except for his confidant and friend Dongfeng Po?

One day, Liu Changye, who was drunk and drunk, was drunk and lying on the side of the street, and was regarded as a colleague of the beggar street by Liu Tiansheng, who passed by when he was young, and carried back to the beggar's nest to take care of him.

Simply, Liu Changye will be at peace, and he will settle down to become a beggar, and in the years of getting along with Liu Tiansheng, he has gradually felt the family affection that he has never had.

Liu Tiansheng grew up in a beggar's nest since he was a child, and he has already regarded all these beggars as his family, but he is still a lonely orphan.

Liu Changye also got along day after day, knowing the child's life experience, and in the end, the two lonely people became the only family members.

Liu Tiansheng, a young man during the day, begs, has to be idle at night in the middle of the night, so that he can accompany this Liu Changye, who has a pot and can never drink dry wine.

One day, Liu Changye suddenly had the idea of changing this child's life, that is, to let Liu Tiansheng inherit his way of drinking.

Later, I found out that Liu Tiansheng was born with intelligence and almost a little understanding, not only suitable for inheriting his wine-making skills, but also a good seedling with good cultivation talent.

Over the years, Liu Changye has been taking Liu Tiansheng to travel to the four regions, and he gradually made up for his lack of Dao heart, so he had an epiphany and stepped into the sect king.

Looking at Liu Tiansheng in front of him, Yan Hongchen was the same, and replied: "Yan Hongchen, born in the mountains, is the last disciple of the Sword Washing Pavilion. ”

Liu Tiansheng couldn't wait and said: "You are different from others, you don't dislike me as a beggar, I am also willing to make friends with you, are you willing to fight with me?"

This speech does not have the cultivation and conversation of the children of the family, and some are just ordinary, simple and honest words.

Tie Wuxin also spoke: "Hongchen, the predecessors of the Wine Saint are born to be their own family, and there is no need to have any burden to win or lose, since Tiansheng is so kindly invited, you can accompany him to have a discussion." ”

Hearing this, since Tie Wuxin, the pavilion master, has spoken, where is there any reason not to agree, Yan Hongchen nodded slightly.

"Then I'll see it, this so-called drunken martial arts that has few opponents in the same realm, please!. ”

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