A small fire in the snow looks particularly lonely, Youchuan but according to the gourd painting scoop stabbed a big fish, I don't know what breed, pick up firewood so that my aunt lit the fire with Taoism, a big fish with the roots of the god tree just dug out of nearly half of the fish meat, think you Chuan will not go to the fish scales, with the root of the god tree through the fish put on the fire keep rolling, this is what Youchuan listened to the book, the knights of the rivers and lakes are hungry are so casually roasted hare meat to eat, eat that is called a fragrant.

"Na, auntie, okay" Youchuan tore off a large piece of fish meat and picked out the fish bones, and handed it to Jiu Yan who was drinking tea on the side, Jiu Yan's tea table seemed to always be on the side of her reach, Jiu Yan took the fish and didn't feel hot, and he didn't care about the image of a fairy, and took a big bite "It's delicious".

Youchuan stared at Jiu Yan directly, because due to his distraction, the whole fish was grilled black, and he felt that he didn't dare to eat, Youchuan watched Jiu Yan eat with relish and asked tentatively, "Is it really delicious, auntie."

"It's delicious, you eat it quickly, or I'll eat yours later" Jiu Yan said while eating, there is no image at all, she is so natural, it is natural, she doesn't care about those red tape.

Bar chirp and took two bites of unsightly grilled fish, Youchuan tasted it carefully, but he regretted it after entering it, although the outside was burnt but the inside was not cooked, a fishy smell made people sick to their stomachs, and they all vomited out at once, and Jiu Yan on the side continued to eat delicious as if he didn't see it.

"Auntie, don't eat so unpleasantly. Youchuan said embarrassedly, he couldn't even eat himself, a rough person who was used to eating wild wolf meat, let alone Jiuyan, a fairy who didn't eat fireworks in the world.

"It's delicious, it's been a long time since I've eaten grilled fish, it's been a long, long time" Jiu Yan finished eating a large piece of fish, looked up into the distance, and there was some unknown charm in his eyes, as if he saw that the fish that was roasted for her in the past was so unpalatable, but it was the most delicious food that Jiu Yan felt.

"Auntie?" Yukawa didn't know whether to speak or not.

"Youchuan, come here" Jiu Yan waited for Youchuan to come over and hugged Youchuan, which made Youchuan overwhelmed, and his strong chest didn't know what softness he touched, "Auntie?" Youchuan asked again, he really felt Jiuyan's sadness, it was a bit like waking up that day and the cabin was empty.

"Auntie, it's okay, who bullied you, wait for me to practice my sword to help you beat him" Yukawa said indignantly, he really hadn't heard more comforting words.

After a long time, an extremely domineering voice came from the sky, "You have finally figured it out, you have been trapped in the world for a thousand years, just to wait for this encounter, is it worth it?"

"Crossing people first and crossing oneself, it's worth it" Jiu Yan slowly let go of Youchuan and stood up, the world changed color, stepped forward, gave birth to lotus step by step, stepped into the air, and then disappeared between heaven and earth, leaving Youchuan alone stunned in place, as if he was a little sad, and it seemed that there was no.

The three qi engines scattered and flew away.

This vision was suppressed by a mysterious power in this small world, and an old man on Kunlun Mountain slowly opened his eyes and said loudly, "Congratulations to the fairy to ascend, I have received this opportunity" If the first seat of the Infinite Sect is here, he will definitely be able to recognize that this is the seventeenth generation of the Sect Leader Gu Yunzi, trapped in the peak of the Earth Immortal Realm for a hundred years, and the shackles have finally been loosened.

In the Wind and Frost Academy, Kong Liangyi, an old gentleman in the realm of pseudo-saints, also suddenly had an epiphany and became a true Confucian saint.

The old monk who walked barefoot from the south, thousands of years ago, had already achieved scattered immortals, a qi machine shot into the center of the eyebrows, and a Buddha horn shook the heavens and shook the earth, "Amitabha Buddha" cultivated into a golden body to transcend the heavens and the earth.

After a short period of sadness, Youchuan found a sad fact, it seems that it is because he is not strong enough that he can't protect some people, and some things don't seem to be up to him.

Lifting the root of the sacred tree, he wrapped it in the rags he had replaced earlier, and removed the silent and rusty iron bracelet that had not made a sound for a long time.

Youchuan, leaving here, turning back three times in one step, after all, he was still a little reluctant, and his heart was suddenly very empty, so empty that he could fit the whole world.

After that, the head of the sect announced that the Remnant Moon Peak is no longer a forbidden place for the sect, and there may only be that sword here that can be remembered, and there are many people who come to find the legendary sword, of course, none of them have been found.

"Hero, you're here again, hehe" Youchuan had already come to the money alley at the bottom of the mountain and saw Yang Jian wandering around the city, so he ran forward to say hello, but he had heard that the rivers and lakes were like this.

"Yo, little beggar, where did you steal a sword" Yang Jian looked at the rags behind Youchuan, wrapped in a sword-shaped.

"I'm not a beggar, my aunt gave it to me, hehe" Yukawa smiled with a mouth full of white teeth.

"Do you want to drink?" Yang Jian said coldly.

"Drink," Yukawa said.

"I want to drink too" Looking for the sound, a man with a face like a crown of jade stood in front of the two of them, unable to say what was special, and he didn't feel anything ordinary.

The three of them walked into the wine shop side by side, Yang Jian's fame in this southern city was great, Xiao Er didn't ask anything and went to two jars of Sangluo wine, which can be regarded as precious in the imperial city, and served one or two dishes of snacks, Youchuan, who was not strong enough to drink, took the brunt of the red cloth covering the deliciousness, poured a bowl full, drank it all, poured another bowl, drank it all, and drank three bowls in a row.

Maybe there is a bowl of Nalan Ruo, the old monk should also have a bowl, and the last bowl should be Aunt Jiuyan's.

Sun San and Yang Jian looked at Youchuan, both of them knew that this was a little boy who was suffering in his heart, the wine was very good, the wine was very good.

"Yang Jian, do you understand the way of the sword?" asked Sun San.

"Please teach the teacher" Yang Jian was very humble in the face of this own teacher.

"The Taoist sage Zhuang Zhouzi once said that there are three swords in this world: the sword of the Shuren, the sword of the princes, and the sword of the Son of Heaven, do you know how to divide it?" Sun San asked drunkenly after taking a sip of Sanglu wine.

"The disciple is fortunate to have heard that he is fierce and ruthless, swaggering through the market, and is the sword of the common people. Take courage as the edge, honesty as the spine, virtue as the backbone, loyalty as the sword, and the sword of the princes. With the five poles, the mountains and seas as the front, the system with the five elements, the opening of yin and yang, the spring and summer, the line with autumn and winter, the world is unparalleled, the world is subdued, and it is the sword of the Son of Heaven. Yang Jian said loudly, Zhuang Zhouzi's book of swords he had read in Kunwu Library.

"Yes, then do you know what the Sword of the Immortal Saint is?" Sun San asked after pouring another sip of yellow soup.

"The disciple's realm is not enough, so naturally I don't know. Yang Jian also poured a mouthful of yellow soup.

"With the Three Realms as the edge, the Six Realms as the spine, the time as the ridge, and the space as the sword is the sword of the Immortal Sage, and the sword holder is the Lord of Light" Sun San said these things very plainly, but a seed was planted in Yang Jian's heart.

Sun San drank a jar of mulberry wine and said loudly, "I don't know the mulberry wine, who is pouring this year, the color is still more tender than the elixir, the fragrance is the same as the nectar Yongchun, ten thousand carry a bucket, send the old people of Xiaoxiang far away, do not get drunk in the mulberry wine, teach people to have no choice but to part, the wine is very good, very good"

The delicious poems used by literati and writers to praise Sangluo wine are really so appropriate.

"End of this chapter"