When Ying Chuqiong led Si Wuliu to the mountain gate, it was already approaching dusk, and there were not many disciples under the mountain gate, and even the Kunlun disciples on the stream under the cliff had all dispersed.

"Although the Ask Sword Tea Party started today, in fact, the real Ask Tea Party was held three days later, if Miss Si didn't dislike it, she could go with me after three days. ”

"Okay, trouble. Si Wuliu responded to Chu Qiong, and subconsciously wanted to say a few more polite words, but suddenly saw that there were two people under the quaint Nantian Gate.

These two people are only fifteen or sixteen years old, but one is wearing a casual shirt and a wine gourd around his waist, and he doesn't know if he is a monk or not, and the other has a slightly pale face and an extremely handsome face, and the young man who looks even more white and delicate under the white clothes is Gu Yi.

Ying Chuqiong's steps were a little faster, and Si Wuliu was still following behind her.

When the two arrived at the gate of the mountain, the bald head had already taken back the hands that were attached to Gu Yi's back, raised his eyelids and glanced at the two people who came, nodded to the girl in the black dress as a hello, and then seemed to be too lazy to take care of Si Wuliu's self-care took out a gourd from his waist, pulled out the stopper and poured a few mouthfuls into his mouth.

Gu Yi opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, glanced at the two girls who had approached him, then turned around and quipped with a smile on his face: "I finally see you once a year, why don't you have a smiling face?"

"If you had listened to me a few years ago and went down the mountain early to Chang'an, I would have let you see enough of me. The bald boy stood up from the ground and pulled Gu Yi with his hand, and after the two of them stood up, Gu Yi looked at Ying Chuqiong and said: "It seems that the master is right, it is not easy to be famous among our immortal cultivators, and it seems that the outside of the mountain is not as simple as I thought before." ”

The two girls listened a little dreamy, but the bald head behind Gu Yi said casually: "You don't look at who you are against, even if the junior sister of the dignified Hanhaiguan Sect Master is not very famous in the previous generation, is it really weak?"

The girl in black seemed to understand something, and her originally good-looking Xiu eyebrows were raised, but for some reason her body was dyed with a bit of evil energy, "Is it the disciple of Hanhaiguan who did it?"

"Not really, not really. Gu Yi waved his hand, still with a smile on his face, "It's just that Senior Brother Cheng and his ancestor Cheng's old man had a previous affair, but no matter how you say it, this is also at the gate of our Kunlun Mountain, no matter what, you can't lose your prestige and lose your reputation, right?"

Tang Lu Guogong Cheng bites Jin I heard that he was born in Xiangma when he was young, although there are only a few ladies in the house now, but I heard that every time he goes out, he can spread a lot of romantic affairs, and he is known as one of the three old hooligans in Chang'an.

Si Wuliu still couldn't hear clearly, but she had always been a light character, except for the sword in her hand, it seemed that the whole world was free of troubles and didn't ask much, but Ying Chuqiong asked a few more words and was prevaricated by Gu Yi, and after walking a few steps into the mountain gate, she slapped her forehead and introduced to Si Wuliu: "I almost forgot, let me introduce to you, this is the idiot of the White Horse Temple, if you are stupid, this girl is the one who cut off your senior brother's eyebrows with a sword the year before last." ”

Si Wuliu's eyebrows were hooked in an instant, and his face was a little solemn.

White Horse Temple, since the Buddha first entered the capital to build more than 300 years to teach Buddhist classics has been named the Tang Dynasty Temple, known as the head of the seventeen temples in the world, and Kunlun is one of the six major sects of the Tang Dynasty.

The bald head, who Gu Yi called an idiot, glanced at the girl in the red dress, and then took another sip.

"Then I'll take Ruo Idiot over to drink first, Chu Qiong, you take care of Miss Si, although there are not many sects that have arrived today, but there are a few good peers, you take her over to have a look, and see if you can take off the sword tea." ”

The girl in the black dress nodded, and Si Wuliu took a deep look at the idiot who didn't look too much like a monk before leaving, and she didn't know whether she cared about the wine in the gourd around his waist or the indifference on the monk's face.

"How do you feel?" Gu Yi stood beside his bald head, his eyes pointing to the back of the girl in the red dress.

"It's hard to say. The bald head rarely stared at the red dress, and then looked at the young man beside him, with an inquiry in his eyes.

The first time she went to Zizhu Road, she walked fifty-four steps. The smile on Gu Yi's face disappeared when he said this.

"Four more steps than when you first walked?" The bald head was obviously a little surprised, and he couldn't help but pause as he lifted the wine gourd in his hand.

Gu Yi couldn't help but roll his eyes, and said angrily: "I was only ten years old when I left for the first time!"

"But I think her sword heart is purer than yours. The bald head shoved the plug back and walked forward slowly.

Gu Yi didn't follow, but stopped where he was.

He couldn't help but say to himself, "Is the sword heart pure?"

............

When the middle-aged woman surnamed Xue Hanhaiguan arranged the group of disciples, she walked into her room, and after the door was closed, she looked at the white-clothed masked girl who came to her room at some point, and sat opposite her.

"What does Senior Sister think of him?" The white-clothed girl, who seemed a little silent among the disciples of Hanhaiguan, opened her mouth after the woman sat down.

And the "he" mentioned in her words was naturally Gu Yi, who took the lead in taking out the sword at the mountain gate.

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being a closed disciple of Yasheng for three hundred years. The woman surnamed Xue put the sword at her waist on the table in the room, and could vaguely see the ice marks on the scabbard that had not completely melted, and her expression was extremely admiring.

"Isn't that worthy?" the girl's ordinary-looking eyebrows were a little thoughtful.

"Senior sister doesn't have to think too much. The middle-aged woman waved her hand to wipe all the ice marks on the scabbard, "Although his sword intent has enough strength to threaten the Fourth Realm, in the final analysis, it is only because this time he has the advantage and geography, if it is placed outside Kunlun, I will not even give him a chance to make a move." ”

"He's the third realm. The girl closed her eyes and carefully recalled all Gu Yi's movements and breath from appearance to the end.

"Fifteen-year-old Third Realm...... It seems that this close disciple of the Yasheng Lord is just 'worthy of'. The woman surnamed Xue suddenly understood what the girl meant, and then a slight smile appeared on her face.

It's not that it's easy to reach the third realm at the age of fifteen, but because his master is the only sub-saint of their human race.

At the age of fifteen, they reached the third realm not because the realm was too high, but because Master Gu Yi's legend was too great and his prestige was too heavy, which made them feel a little ...... It's low.

Even if they can threaten the fourth realm in the third realm? In the six major sects in the Tang Dynasty, as long as they are the descendants of the sect, how many of them are not able to cross the border to fight? Even if they can't cross a big realm, just looking at it is not enough to shock the identity of a sub-saint disciple.

But what the girl and the woman surnamed Xue don't know is that Gu Yi is still only in the second realm.

There is a courtyard halfway up the Kunlun Peak.

This courtyard once lived with an emperor, and that emperor is now the Holy Emperor.

This courtyard also once lived in a Buddha, that is, the Pure Lotus Buddha who was known as one of the twin saints of the human race.

And now, this small courtyard belongs to only one person, and this person's name is Gu Yi.

There is a banyan tree in the courtyard that I don't know how many years it has grown, although it is cold all year round on Kunlun Peak, but in fact, except for the snow top of hundreds of zhang on the top of the mountain, the rest of the place can be said to be like spring all year round, and the spiritual power is extremely strong, otherwise it would not be called a holy place for cultivation.

The roots of the banyan tree had already protruded into the only pond in the courtyard, and the huge canopy was full of greenery, although it was noon, but it was an impermeable leaf net on the top of the heads of the two people under the tree, and there was not a single ray of sunlight spilling overhead.

The two young men touched each other with a wine jar.

"I heard that your master plans to let you go down the mountain after this sword trial?" The bald young man touched his head, his face slightly red, as if he was already a little drunk.

"yes, and you have to get the first place. Gu Yi took a sip a little depressed.

"Oh, I see. The blushing bald head nodded in understanding.

"When I learned the news in Chang'an, I thought that when your master changed his temperament, it turned out that he wanted you to get the first place in the sword test and then follow the rules of Kunlun. ”

"Hey, can you not be so gloating?" Gu Yi, who had finished drinking this sip, also had a drunken look on his face, and his expression was full of dissatisfaction.

"What did you say in the letter you gave me when my master asked me to answer the three major problems last year? You now say that I am gloating, did I ever say you at that time?" The bald head pointed at Gu Yi's nose and began to complain, it was okay at first, but then the more he talked, the more anxious he became, even what, "When I was seven years old, I went to the mountain, if you hadn't dragged me to peek at your senior sister taking a bath, how could I have been hunted down for half a month?" When you were thirteen years old, you stole your Uncle Fang's wine, and that day I drank a small half of the jar, and you drank more than half of it, and finally even framed me and said that I took it, what kind of smile did you laugh at that time?" "Last year, you dragged me to watch the sword trial, but when you saw Ying Chuqiong almost defeated, you secretly shot and was caught, and even said that it was my hand!

After complaining about most of the pillar of incense with a bald head, Gu Yi was already in a daze and didn't know what to say.

"Being friends with you is really the biggest mistake in my life in the past ten years!" Ruo Idiot blushed and seemed to be a little tired after he finished speaking, leaning on the banyan tree root behind him and not knowing when to close his eyes.

Gu Yi's eyes were still glazed, and when he came back to his senses after relieving his drinking, his bald head had already fallen asleep under the tree.

When he returned to the house, he hid his bald head with the only quilt, looked at the sun that had just set in the west, and sat down again leaning on the roots of the huge banyan tree.

When did you become friends with him, a bald man who didn't know what to do?

Was it when we first met at the age of seven, and the bald little monk who had not yet become this lazy man followed behind the Buddha with a smile on his face and stuck out his tongue at him? Was it when he was eleven years old when he peeked at a few female disciples of Kunlun Xifeng taking a bath? Or was it the pot of wine he stole from Fang Shibo when he was thirteen years old, and he helped him carry it off?

Gu Yi didn't want to think about it, anyway, he had carried too many black pots for himself since he was a child, and he owed him too much, and this time it was also in Kunlun Mountain Gate, if it weren't for the arrival of Ruo Yi, I am afraid he would inevitably have to recuperate for two or three days to recover from his injuries.

Since he owes so much, he still can't pay it back anyway, so it doesn't seem like a lot to let him say a few words, right?

Gu Yi tilted his head to look at the bald head with drooling at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly smiled for some reason.

He suddenly walked to the middle of the courtyard.

The pot of wine on Ruo's waist is not an ordinary wine, but the imperial wine of the Tang court.

Although it was only to satisfy the delicious taste, in fact, even if the imperial wine brewed by the Tang Dynasty was only added with some ordinary elixirs in their eyes, in the eyes of outsiders, it was an excellent elixir for any cultivator below the fourth realm.

If it weren't for him, the master was a Buddha, who could enter the court at will since he was a child, and if he hadn't been a drunkard since he was a child, he almost worshipped the person who gave the wine fairy as a master, where could he use this extremely precious storage vessel to store this imperial wine?

And he Gu Yi drank as much as two or three catties, and he was at the peak of the second realm, and was close to breaking through the third realm, which was tantamount to cooking oil with fire, the icing on the cake.

I don't know when there was an extra man in the courtyard, his appearance was ordinary, and he didn't have a sword on his waist like the Kunlun disciples. But his aura seemed to blend with the whole courtyard, as if he had been in this courtyard in the first place.

There was anticipation in his eyes.

He originally thought that with the sword intent of Ask Sword Tea, he would be able to make Gu Yi break through the realm that had stayed for six years.

The result is that Gu Yi is still in the second realm.

However, now that Gu Yi was about to break through the realm, he couldn't help but wonder how this disciple of his had found the opportunity to break through this third realm in the past month.

Gu Yi never felt how fast he needed to enter the realm, because his master had told him that with his age and talent, if he wanted to improve his realm, he would probably be able to compare it to the record set by His Majesty the Holy Emperor back then.

But he was different from the Holy Emperor, but that the Holy Emperor did not just learn the sword, but embarked on his own invincible path of defeating the entire world with a pair of fists.

And from the first day of his practice, everything he practiced was just back to cultivating the sword.

His master said that the cultivation of a swordsman is not everything, but the cultivation of the sword in his hand should have a suitable realm for the sword.

So back then, his master went down the mountain in the third realm, but he was already invincible in the third realm.

And the path he has now on the sword path has already shown that he has surpassed the third realm of his master in the second realm.

But today he heard the unintentional words of the idiot.

The opportunity for him to break through was not because of that cup of sword tea, but because of the vibration of the spiritual power in his body after the battle with the Hanhaiguan woman today, and his comprehension of the secret sword of water.

Maybe...... And after he was slightly drunk, the arrival of the bald head next to him gave him an extra layer of understanding.

He was still thinking a lot about it at this moment.

He thought of the smiling faces of his parents when he was young, and of his sister tugging at the corner of his clothes when he left.

I thought of the shock and surprise of Si Wuliu when he took fifty-four steps on Zizhu Road.

In the end, I thought of Ruo's unintentional words: "Her sword heart is purer than yours." ”

The spiritual power of heaven and earth enters the body, and slowly begins to transform the body of the cultivator, which is the pupation.

When a cultivator's body is able to contain the spiritual power of heaven and earth and thus has a power beyond that of ordinary people, this is called rebirth.

And this third realm above the rebirth is called detachment.

The avenue is invisible, but it is always true that it affects everyone between heaven and earth.

I was able to use the spiritual power in my body as an introduction to feel the mystery and mystery between heaven and earth, and recognize the "sixth sense" in ordinary people's mouths.

To be otherworldly is to be out of the ordinary.

A smile appeared on the face of the cross-kneeled young man, and there was a sword aura volley on his body.

The sword qi in the courtyard was vertical and horizontal, as if a chessboard connected horizontally and vertically had been condensed.

"What a star-studded ......," the man closed his eyes at some point, and muttered in a low voice with amazement that he hadn't even noticed.