"Mo Dao wine is thick, and drinking in the middle of the month is ...... alone"

The middle-aged man curled up on this leaf light boat in the shape of a reclining Buddha, his left hand on his cheek, and his right hand holding a book.

On the other side of him lay a young man in white with his arms looking up at the sky, his legs slightly bent, the other leg straight, the red belt used to tie his hair was swept up by the gentle sea breeze from time to time, reflected in this cloudless, sunny day, and the middle-aged man in black holding an ancient scroll that looked unknown how many years old, with mottled ink on it and a sense of vicissitudes became a very conspicuous contrast.

There was a jar of wine beside him and an extremely ornate scabbard, which did not look new, the jet-gold scabbard had mottled marks, but it was extremely thin, and it seemed that it was made of the same weapon.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the behavior of the two people is very strange.

Fortunately, all around this was a vast blue, and not even the shadow of a ghost had been seen, so no one would notice that the two sacred people who did not know where they were did not even see a paddle for paddling, and let this small boat move forward in the middle of nowhere, with the waves and the waves.

But the strange thing is that although the wind on the sea is weak, it will often roll up a big wave, which can swallow this lonely boat like a giant beast, but after the boat has been covered by the big waves several times, the people on the boat are still the same as before, just like two unusually weighed sculptures, no matter how strong the wind and waves are, they can't take away the comfortable mood of the two.

It seems that I can't help but have doubts in my heart. The middle-aged man said, "Who did you give your sword to?"

"Given to a person who deserves it the most. The man in white was concise and to the point, casually lifted the wine jug beside him and poured it into his mouth, he choked on the strong wine, and coughed lightly twice, this was the first time he had drunk such a cracked wine, compared to the wine hidden in that extremely luxurious and unearthly building, Li Mian was as different as the distance from Huangquan to Biluo.

The middle-aged man who looked like a teenager laughed, seemingly with a hint of sarcasm, and said: "I didn't expect that the martial arts myth of Yanyulou, which was founded with the world's first martial arts kendo, was unexpectedly defeated by me, Nangu Fenjiu, hahahaha......"

The martial arts myth that has just become famous and fought alone against the top ten martial arts masters in the world in the world in the previous generation with kendo is not strong enough to drink, and if it is spread by some people, it will become a rumor that I defeated the martial arts master. This kind of thing is often rumored, and it often becomes the talk of ordinary people in the streets and alleys before and after dinner.

However, this world-famous young man did not say anything about it, but just watched the sky gradually change and said lightly: "It's okay. ”

The black-clothed middle-aged man turned over, whistled a few times like a teenager, attracting a few seabirds in the sky, he waved lightly and the seabirds fell into his palm quietly, his palm suddenly became a golden flame at this time, he said: "This seabird is said to be a dish worth ten thousand gold in the Chu country, even the king sitting on the dragon chair rarely eats, now there is wine why not eat some to help the fun?"

The young man was still lying down and looking at the sky and said, "Old thing, is this considered a broken vow?"

The middle-aged man frowned and said, "Although I practice magic, but I cultivate my mind but not my mouth, if I am like the dead monk of Dazhi, I only know how to meditate in the temple all day long, what is the meaning of life? And don't call me old, I am still young after all." ”

The waves rolled up, and the man in white finally moved this time, stretched out a hand and stretched out his index finger lightly, and the thousand-foot waves immediately diverged, and in an instant, they split in half like a huge sharp blade.

The middle-aged man squinted at it, and was about to ask, obviously he only needs to use internal force to eject foreign objects, where does he still need to use this invisible sword intent?

The man in white pointed again, and the two huge waves immediately dispersed by countless water splashes, but the water stream did not fall, and directly turned into the appearance of a tree, two trees composed of water, each branch composed of water was intertwined with each other - acacia tree, and only acacia trees have such an appearance.

The middle-aged man who was holding an ancient book in his hand to ask for knowledge smiled, and he already knew it in his heart, and he said: "Only things that are frozen will look good, and they will be amazed by the world for a long time." ”

I saw the middle-aged man lightly snap a finger, one palm gently pushed out, only to see a strong wind rushing out of his palm, the visible strong wind in the void turned into a cold light, just when the cold light touched the acacia tree, the acacia tree suddenly turned into an ice sculpture, standing in the attack of some wild wolves without the slightest shrinkage.

"I'm using the secret art of magic......"

"Don't say it, Zhuge Shenjun, you really don't look like you are the best in the world. ”

The middle-aged man known as Zhuge Shenjun was stunned for a moment, and the master of the Yanyu Pavilion thought that this one was going to stop for a while, so he breathed a sigh of relief, but before this breath was completely sighed, Zhuge Shenjun began to stop as always.

Zhuge Shenjun shook his head and said, "I am naturally not the number one in the world, I am the number one in the arts." ”

The Lord of the Smoke and Rain Pavilion laughed angrily and said, "What's the difference?"

"There is a difference in nature, my first is ......"

The lord of the Smoke and Rain Pavilion on the other side directly thought that he was making noise, so he threw his words behind him like the wind.

......

Although tonight's moon is not as beautiful as the moon on land, with flowers and dancing girls, the bright moon on the sea seems to be a beautiful scenery that cannot be overlooked. Zhuge Shenjun, who has always liked to read the poetry and books of the ancients but couldn't remember the poems, was overjoyed, and then said: "The moon is bright on the sea, and there is lovesickness at the end of the world." ”

(Note: The moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time.) From the Tang Dynasty poet Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan")

The lord of the Yanyu Pavilion sneered, and always felt that this guy who could be his father couldn't marry a daughter-in-law for the rest of his life, and asked if the woman in the world couldn't open the pot at home and couldn't feed herself, where would someone marry a man like him?

I didn't want to think so much, so I directly poured another sip of the wine in the wine jar, but this time he was not choked by the strong smell of the wine, and changed a hand to the pillow under his head, looking at the sesame stars like the roasted cakes, the brilliant sea of stars is the truth of this, and on the other side, Zhuge Shenjun, who was not serious and had the first magic master in the world throughout the ages, let his hands lie on the edge of the boat, looking at the water surface and stunned. During the day, he ate two roasted seabirds, and at night he wanted to change his taste and find a fish to eat, but he couldn't see the bottom of the water at night, and he didn't learn the skill of listening to voices and distinguishing positions, so he had to look at the young juniors who counted the stars, intentionally or unintentionally.

The heart said: "Do you want to see if you can die? starve Lao Tzu to death......"