What is the taste of the wine, Fang Dang didn't drink it at all, he and the mountain splitting sword sat face to face, you and I drank the wine bowl by bowl.

Fang Dang himself is not a person who loves wine, and of course he can't taste the quality of wine.

The two of them sat and drank like this, without saying a word.

Basically, the wine is dry, but the further back, the slower the speed at which the two of them drink, or should it be said that the speed at which the mountain splitting sword drinks is getting slower and slower.

Fang Dang waited for the mountain splitting sword to drink slowly with a wine glass.

I drank it from morning to late at night, and the ground was covered with peanut skin, but the mountain splitting sword was still drinking, and it seemed as if the vat of wine would never be finished.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the stars in the sky are getting brighter and brighter.

A meteor suddenly streaked across the sky, so bright that Fang Dang looked up.

The Mountain Splitting Sword finally put down the wine glass and said, "Fang Dang, I came to ask you for something this time. ”

Fang Dang was waiting for the words of the Mountain Splitting Sword, he waited for a long time, and drank half a jar of wine for this.

Fang Dang opened his mouth and said, "The Thousand Leaves Blind Grass Sword can't be returned to you, and I don't have the Devouring Lord on my body, what do you want from me?"

The Mountain Splitting Sword smiled and said, "Let's not mention what I want, I'm here to exchange it with you this time." ”

Fang Dang's eyes showed an interested expression: "The things in Cloud Sword Mountain must be excellent, I don't know what to give me?"

"An insight, I'm here to help you gain insight!" "Splitting the mountain sword smiled and took a sip of the wine in the bowl.

Fang Dang said curiously, "What do you mean?"

The Splitting Sword only smiled and did not continue, but picked up the huge wine jar and poured the last drink in the jar into his bowl.

The Splitting Sword put down the empty jar, lifted the cup, dried it in one gulp, burped, and then laughed.

At the same time, a rising sun broke through the shackles of darkness and snatched the sky from the stars.

The sun shines on the body of the splitting sword, and the whole body of the splitting sword is golden, like a newborn giant, full of vitality.

At this moment, the hands and feet of the Mountain Splitting Sword suddenly burst into flames, and the sound of rumbling thunder came from the clear sky.

The pupils of Fang Dang's eyes contracted suddenly, but Fang Dang, who was sitting at the table, didn't move, holding the last bowl of wine in his hand, and stared blankly at the mountain splitting sword that was burning with fire in his hands and feet.

The Mountain Splitting Sword allowed the flames to burn on him, but the flames did not spread, but continued to burn in their respective locations, and then the knots on the body of the Mountain Splitting Sword began to catch fire one by one, and in a moment, all the four hundred and thirteen knots on the body of the Mountain Splitting Sword were burning, starting from the outermost position of the two-handed and two-foot man, and burning inward.

The body of the mountain-splitting sword was already tall, but now the fire around it was blazing, like a torch.

However, this flame didn't seem to have any heat, there was more than a table between Fang Dang and the Mountain Splitting Sword, but Fang Dang didn't feel any burning sensation at all.

Fang Dang even stretched out his hand to approach the flame, like a flame burning in another world, Fang Dang couldn't even touch it, let alone be burned.

Fang Dang suddenly spoke, "What do you want?"

In the flames, the Splitting Sword just smiled, and did not make his own request, and finally the Splitting Sword collapsed, turning into ashes all over the ground, and a sword slave who was not much different from the Splitting Sword came out of the shadow of the Splitting Sword.

The sword slave took out a piece of white cloth and carefully put away the ashes of the mountain splitting sword.

When the master was born, the sword slave held the sword for the master, and after the master died, the sword slave guarded the tomb of the master.

This sword slave didn't say a word, and disappeared without a trace after receiving the ashes.

The Mountain Splitting Sword is a legend in Yunjian Mountain, and in the entire land of the Xia Kingdom, the Mountain Splitting Sword is famous.

Although the turtle is long-lived, there is a time.

Teng snake ride the fog, and eventually turn into ashes.

Fang Dang's heart echoed at this time, a line of poetry from the many books he was reading in his grandfather's study.

A legend disappears without a trace, and his story will be forgotten in a few years, like the black ashes, never to be remembered again.

Fang Dang raised his head violently and looked at the falling meteor, although the meteor had disappeared, in Fang Dang's eyes, the scorching light of the meteor was still burning Fang Dang's pupils.

The sky kills, and the stars are easy to stay.

Fang Dang stared at the sky for a long time and was silent.

Fang Dang sat from early morning to noon like this, Hong Jing dispersed all the people around, not daring to disturb Fang Dang.

Fang Dang didn't know what he was looking at in the sky, the whole person was rapidly emaciated, aging, and even fine wrinkles began to grow around his eyes.

Hong Jing was extremely worried when he saw this scene from afar, but he didn't dare to rush forward at this time, Zhao Jingxiu said in a low voice: "Don't disturb him, Fang Dang is consuming a huge amount of mental energy." At this time, if you are affected at all, you will go crazy. ”

Hong Jing also knew this question in his heart, and nodded, Uncle Hei also came at this time, since Princess Jing entered the Fire Poison Immortal Palace, Uncle Hei has made a home in Fire Poison City.

There is his old friend Zheng Shou here, who has nothing to drink and drinks, and is not lonely.

Uncle Hei didn't need Hong Jing's instructions to automatically turn to the moon gate on the other side of Fang Dang to prevent anyone from disturbing Fang Dang.

Hong Jing said: "He'll be fine, right?"

Zhao Jingxiu frowned: "I can't see it, I can't understand it." ”

Zhao Jingxiu's cultivation was higher than Hong Jing's, and he couldn't understand it, and Hong Jing was even more worried in his heart.

Fang Dang has been looking up at the sky from early morning to dusk, from dusk to early morning, for a whole day, Fang Dang did not move, especially when it was almost early in the morning, Fang Dang's face and body began to decay rapidly, almost every minute there was a wrinkle carved by a carving knife burst out, at this moment Fang Dang's face looked like an old man of seventy or eighty years old, full of silver hair, and the clothes that originally fit were now empty on Fang Dang's body.

Fang Dang's whole body began to exude an aura of checkmate.

At this moment, a meteor crossed the sky, at this time the morning sun was rising, it was the time when the sky was shining, Fang Dang's whole body trembled, and then slowly put down the little bit of looking up at the sky, the air was filled with the smell of rust, and the squeaky friction sound of the bones that made people's teeth sore without lubrication, so that Uncle Hei couldn't help but touch his neck.

Fang Dang turned his head slowly, his face was full of wrinkles and thin as wood, so he couldn't make any expression.

Fang Dang let out a long breath, "This guy who splits the mountain sword is really shameless!" After saying that, Fang Dang fell on his back and fell to the ground with a thud.

Hong Jing was so frightened that he screamed and hurriedly ran forward and picked up Fang Dang, this hug, Hong Jing's tears rolled out, Fang Dang was only seven or eight pounds in weight, isn't this only a bone left?

Uncle Hei and Zhao Jingxiu hurriedly stepped forward, Zhao Jingxiu was quite knowledgeable about medicine, pinched Fang Dang's wrist and concentrated for a moment, and after breathing a sigh of relief, he let go of Fang Dang's wrist,

"It's okay, it will be fine if you recuperate, it is caused by consuming too much mind, but such a consumption of mind, for Fang Dang, at least ten years of life loss, or even more. ”

For monks, reducing the life span of ten years can be big or small, if you can achieve the golden pill quickly, then Jian Shao's ten-year life expectancy is naturally not a big thing, but if you can't condense the golden pill, ten years is an astronomical number that crushes the monk.

Hong Jing couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief when he heard that Fang Dang was fine, and when he heard that his life was reduced by ten years, Hong Jing's heart couldn't help but rise again.

When Fang Dang opened his eyes, it was already ten days later.

There was no cloudy feeling in Fang Dang's mind, ten days of sleep did not make Fang Dang fall asleep, on the contrary, it made Fang Dang extraordinarily awake.

Fang Dang opened his eyes, and in the dimness was Hong Jing's haggard face, and it could be seen that Hong Jing hadn't slept well for a long time, otherwise she wouldn't be in this haggard state as a Qi cultivator.

Hong Jing looked at Fang Dang nervously, Fang Dang and Hong Jing's eyes looked at each other, but they found that something was not quite right.

Hong Jing didn't seem to see him open his eyes at all, still staring at him, his face full of anxiety.

Fang Dang's body was inexplicably floating up and hanging in the room, and Fang Dang knew at this time that he was out of his body.

What kind of state is this?Fang Dang had been to the Ghost Netherworld, so he was no stranger to the Divine Soul, but the separation of the Divine Soul and the physical body was definitely not a good thing, "Is it possible, I'm going to die?"

Fang Dang then knew that he was not dead, because the umbilical cord between the divine soul and the physical body was still there, and there was a thin wire on the belly of the physical body connected to Fang Dang's divine soul, and it was precisely because of this umbilical cord connection that Fang Dang's divine soul would not fly around. They will not be sucked into the underground underworld.