Volume 1: Once Upon a Time in the Capital Chapter 94: Where the Wine Is, Where the Prosperity Is

Boren was successfully diverted, looked down at the two old men sitting at the door of the Ning'an Palace, and said with a sigh: "That old Huang Di is not a simple old man guarding the door, and he is not surnamed Huang. ”

"Ah, is there anyone who has changed his surname? So he has a powerful enemy and changed his surname incognito?" Huang Xiaoying asked in surprise, "However, I think he is also an ordinary old man, and there is no aura in his body at all." I really can't see what's so special about him. ”

Boren's eyes burned, and he lowered his head and said, "His surname is Wang, and he is the Sword Immortal King." He doesn't have a sword, but he can turn everything into a sword, and forty years ago, he was famous all over the world. Take the qi of heaven and earth within a radius of fifty miles, and under the concentration of qi, the stone on the ground is a sword, the rubble is a sword, the withered leaves and grass are a sword, and even the air can be a sword......"

Huang Xiaoying's mouth opened wide, and asked incredulously: "Being able to take the qi of heaven and earth within a radius of fifty miles as a sword has already surpassed the existence of the Sword Immortal Land, right? Isn't that a sword saint? Could it be that there are still enemies in the sword saint?"

When Boren heard this, he knocked on Huang Xiaoying's head again, ignoring Huang Xiaoying's wailing and muttering, and said angrily: "It seems that you are really slacking off in this time, and you don't even know the difference between Sword Immortal and Sword Saint." When I go back, I must ask your second senior sister how she taught you during this time, it's really not good, I'll teach it myself!"

Huang Xiaoying wailed this time, which was more miserable than being knocked on the head, and pitifully pulled Borendi's sleeve and shook it and begged: "Senior brother, don't you...... The second senior sister taught me very seriously, and I studied very seriously. But my qualifications are not good enough, and I don't have ...... comprehension Senior Brother, I was wrong! After I go back, I will definitely study hard from the Second Senior Sister! I will strive to ...... within a year No...... Half...... Ah, it won't work for half a year? It will be three months at the earliest! Break through the first sword formation in the sword shrine within three months and get your own sword!"

Boren snorted coldly and looked around the capital for another week. For this naughty little sister, he is always helpless.

Among the many brothers and sisters, she is the one who knows the most about cold and warmth, and her mouth is also very sweet, and she is the best choice in terms of talent, even surpassing the junior sister in the palace. But her temperament is too tired, and even the master is helpless against a scoundrel like her, and she is reluctant to beat, and she is reluctant to scold. So he had to throw it to Beren and discipline him on his behalf. Boren didn't care, but he needed to do many things himself, so he let her learn swordsmanship with the second junior sister, and then lay a good foundation for him to personally teach more skillful swordsmanship. However, I'm afraid that no one can control her temperament, and as soon as she kills her, she will open her big watery eyes and look innocent, so that people often can't get angry. Even in his heart, he said with great interest that he wanted to show his ability to fly in front of him, ignoring the second junior sister's shocked expression, and the sword flew in a straight line! Not to mention the second junior sister, even he was frightened, carefully protecting her on the side, and did not dare to reprimand her, for fear that she would accidentally fall, although he would not worry about safety, but if he fell out of a Dao heart unstable, he was afraid that it would be difficult to practice in the future, and he would not be able to explain to the master. It seems that she really has to be a strict steward, and she can't be allowed to act recklessly.

Huang Xiaoying breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly said in her heart: Fortunately, she changed her words quickly, otherwise I am afraid that I would not even have the only little snack with a broken mouth, and I would have to be punished for retreat and not be able to come out. She secretly observed the expression of the senior brother who was unpredictable just now and now calm as water, and hated in her heart, and just wanted to slander a few times, and heard the senior brother say again: "If you mutter again, you will be punished to enter the small world for retreat!", she immediately covered her mouth with her hand, and her heart was even more desolate, and she didn't even dare to complain in her heart.

Huang Xiaoying squirmed on the side for a long time, her body dangling deliberately, staring at Boren with big eyes. Boren deliberately ignored her, and then he was really a little impatient by her sleeves, glared at her, and said, "What else do you want to ask?"

Huang Xiaoying grinned, indifferent to Boren's glaring and stern tone, and said, "Senior brother, that surname is Huang ...... Wang Di Sword Immortal, what are the deeds? Why don't you tell me about it?"

Boren's eyes showed hesitation.

Huang Xiaoying continued to plead and tugged at her sleeves and said, "Oh, senior brother, you see that they are all sitting together and drinking, they must not be able to fight." Why don't you just tell me...... Please......"

"Let go of your hand. Boren continued to glare at her, and Huang Xiaoying obediently let go of his hand. Quietly waiting for Beren to tell the story of the old yellow land.

"A hundred years ago, there was a Confucian traitor named Pan Yang in the human race, who defected to the barbarian orcs. Under the bewitchment of the Confucian traitor, the orcs obeyed his arrangement and used stratagems to turn against the people of Cangzhou, which belonged to the territory of Qi, and slaughtered nearly 400,000 old and young women and children in Cangzhou with the help of siege vehicles and various weapons from the beasts. Wang Jianxian was furious when he heard this, holding a three-foot Qinggang sword in his hand, walking thousands of miles, and defeating the rebel army with the strength of one person. Then he pursued and killed Pan Yang thousands of miles away, all the way to the wilderness, where Qinggang was caused, no one was invincible! The half-human, half-beast savage man was born with steel and iron bones, and an extraordinary weapon could pierce it, but Wang Jianxian used the Qinggang sword to cut off the heads of more than 30 orcs, and also obtained Pan Yang's head from among the ten thousand armies and laughed, and hung their heads outside the city wall, exposed to the sun for three months. The master and the masters of the Divine Transformation Realm rushed to the border, and the loopholes in the enchantment were repaired immediately. The orcs had no choice but to retreat. Wang Jianxian was covered in blood and arrogant at that time, and let the orc's roar shatter the sky without fear......"

Speaking of Wang Yiyi's proud past, even Boren, who had always been indifferent to fame and fortune, was already full of enthusiasm and excitement, and he couldn't wait to follow Wang Yiyi to snipe at the enemy abroad for 70 years! His eyes were full of admiration, and under Huang Xiaoyingdi's several shouts, he slowly calmed down.

Boren took a long breath, turned his eyes to look at Huang Xiaoying, and his tone slowly returned to flatness and continued: "There is a beast slaying platform in Cangzhou, which is set up because of Wang Jianxian. ”

The look of admiration in Huang Xiaoying's eyes slowly faded, and she asked suspiciously, "Then why...... Why did Wang's predecessors disappear and go incognito?"

Boren shook his head, and sighed with endless emotion: "There are two rumors in the world, one is that Wang Jianxian injured the Dao and his roots in that battle, and he can no longer practice. There is also the fact that the hero is sad to pass the beauty level. Only he knew which one it was. ”

"Hmm......" Huang Xiaoying put her index finger to her lips, pondered for a moment, and then wondered in her heart and asked, "Then, what about that middle-aged Taoist?"

Boren frowned slightly, and said: "It is also good and evil, although it is a lot of deeds...... It's kind of ridiculous. But the righteousness is there, he is an amazing ghost hunter and demon subduer, and he has a body that is inviolable to all ghosts, and he is born to restrain ghosts. He is one of the few ghost-hunting heavenly masters, and his strength is probably on par with our master. His brows frowned slightly, and he added uncertainly: "It is rumored that the two met in Lushan, became friends, and also became confidants......"

Huang Xiaoying only said "oh", bowed her head and didn't know what she was thinking.

After a moment of silence, Boren said, "Let's go, go back." With Wang Jianxian here, it is expected that nothing will happen. Judging by their appearance, they are not enemies. ”

What he didn't say was that even if they were enemies of each other, the odds of joining the land by himself were unknown. It was out of aura fluctuations that he had come here to investigate the cause.

With a wave of his hand, Boren sped away with his sword, and the swaying sword girl was still flying behind him.

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A Taoist looked at the old yellow with a face full of vicissitudes, and pointed to the bark-like folds of flesh on his face. said: "The tiger of the year has been far away, and it has been a full year since the last time we met. Although you swear not to do it lightly, you can pass on your art of rejuvenation?

Lao Huang shook his head, glanced in the direction of the imperial city, and refused: "If you want wine, I have a lot of land, but learn your spell, forget it." I am not the tiger, and even if I was, I am indeed a tiger lying in a corner, waiting to be fed. Last year, on Chinese New Year's Eve night, I lost a tooth......"

A Taoist also glanced at the imperial city with Lao Huangdi's eyes, and sighed lightly: "The beauty is gone, and the face is easy to age." Now, you still can't see through it...... This turbid red dust is really the most exhausting hero's backbone, making people sigh and helpless, pitiful and pathetic......"

"Come! Drink! Now it's rare for you to come back, only talk about the present, not the past!" Lao Huang stopped talking about the matter, raised the wine jug, touched it, and raised his head to take another sip.

Sure enough, the topic of Taoism stopped, and in the face of this pot of spirits, his face became sad. But it caused Lao Huang to make fun of him for a while, and said: "You are still like that, obviously you don't know how to drink, and you don't like to drink, but you want to pretend to be a good wine, these decades have passed, why is your alcohol still so bad?

Yiyou Daoist made a bitter face and said stiffly: "Isn't it because I always heard you say that this chaotic rivers and lakes always ask for wine at the waist? Those immortals who used to be high in the upper realms are always in the mood to raise their glasses and shout a good wine! I was just pretending, so that I looked like I was very powerful, but after a long time, it became a habit to hang this wine jug, and once I didn't have it, I really felt that something was missing. Moreover, sometimes it's good to drink wine, but your wine is still not as good as rice wine, so I love to drink the wine you used to brew!

"Haha...... Where the wine is, where the prosperity is, where the prosperity is, the wine must be!" said Lao Huang with a smile.

"Crooked!" Yiyou Daoist said disdainfully, raised his neck, and stuffed the spout of the wine jug into his mouth, very proud of a strong man who will never return.

Lao Huang snorted a few times and said, "This wine is for you to drink, it's really a waste!"

"This wine has ruined me!" the Taoist replied.

Lao Huang wanted to grab the wine jug, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Then give it back to me, this wine is precious, don't waste it." ”

The old Taoist hid to the side, snorted a few times, but he didn't return it, and said: "It's right, if you don't drink the right place, you can drink the expensive one, and it looks like you're home...... haha!"

Lao Huang glanced at it, but he didn't grab it again, and took another sip of it to himself.

The Taoist turned the wine jug and asked, "Why do you say so many people like wine?

Lao Huang's eyes were confused and he said, "Because it's unpleasant!"

For this answer, the old Taoist was stunned for a moment, clapped his hands and agreed: "Wonderful, wonderful! I think this sentence is more Taoist than Tao, more Buddha than Buddha!"

Lao Huang smiled coldly, sneering at this kind of praise.

After a long time, Lao Huang asked, "What are you doing when you come back?"