Chapter 11 The Feast of Heaven and Earth
Yang Yifei couldn't help rolling his eyes when he saw that these two goods were arrogant and blunt, and he didn't bother to care about the awkwardness between their little lovers.
Turning his head to look at Ouyang Feng, he controlled him to fly back into the cliff, then let go of him, and said, "I'll give you a chance, tomorrow when Huashan is arguing about the sword, I will fight you alone." ”
"If you can defeat me, I will spare your life, otherwise, I will kill you to eliminate the harm of the martial arts."
Ouyang Feng was shocked at this time, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but say angrily: "You will make that demon method, who is your opponent?" ”
Yang Yifei's eyes narrowed slightly, and said: "I said, it's an immortal law, not a demon law, if you make a mistake, I'll unload one of your legs first, and let you become a lame toad." ”
Ouyang Feng was stunned, and snorted coldly: "Whether it is the fairy law and demon law, in short, I can't break it, and they can't break it, if you want to kill, you can kill it, you don't need to engage in those fake scenes, kill us, you will naturally be the number one in the world." ”
Yang Yifei sneered: "I know that you are using the radical method, but I am still stimulated by you this time, I can fight with you with real kung fu without that immortal method." ”
Ouyang Feng's eyes flashed, and he said, "This is what you said." ”
Yang Yifei nodded and said, "I said it." ”
Ouyang Feng shouted: "Okay, tomorrow at noon, I will be there." ”
After saying that, he turned around and strode away, and when he passed by the big rock, he saw Qiu Chuji, but he just glared at him, but he didn't make any extraneous branches.
Yang Yifei looked back at the little couple who were still awkward over there, and said helplessly: "Brother Guo, you slowly coax your sweetheart!" I'll go to the top of Huashan first. ”
Hearing this, Guo Jing hurriedly hugged Yang Yifei and shook his fist deeply, and said, "I haven't thanked Brother Yang for rescuing Rong'er." ”
Yang Yifei waved his hand and smiled: "No need to say thank you, don't forget what you promised me." ”
Guo Jing said: "I will never dare to forget it, even if Brother Yang wants to die, he can come and take it away at any time." ”
Yang Yifei laughed and said, "What do I want your life for?" ”
After speaking, he ignored Guo Jing, pinched the sword finger in his hand, and swiped diagonally to the upper right, and the bronze sword behind his back left the sheath by itself, hovering in mid-air, and floated in front of Yang Yifei.
He jumped on the sword body, stood firmly, and with a sword point, the long sword supported him and flew quickly towards the top of Hua Mountain, and in a blink of an eye, he was far away.
Huang Rong was dumbfounded the whole time, Guo Jing stood beside her, and also looked at the mountain in a daze, and said, "It's incredible, isn't it?" When I first saw it, it was just as unbelievable, I couldn't imagine that there were really first-class immortals in this world. ”
Huang Rong came back to her senses, snorted coldly, turned around and left, Guo Jing immediately followed suit when he saw this.
Qiu Chuji turned out from behind the boulder, looked at the backs of the two of them, shook his head with a wry smile, and turned his head to look in the direction where Yang Yifei left, and said to himself: "Flying with the sword, he is really a sword immortal, a real sword immortal......"
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"Division...... Master...... Look at the heavens. ”
Somewhere in the mountains, a monk and four laymen were going up the mountain, and one of them, dressed as a scholar, suddenly pointed to the sky and exclaimed.
The monk and the other three raised their heads and couldn't help but let out an exclamation in unison, this blue sky and white day, they actually saw a person stepping on a long sword and skimming through the air.
The monk was dressed in a coarse cloth robe, and two long white eyebrows hung down from the corners of his eyes, looking kind and kind, but his eyes were full of surprise at this time, "This is...... Sword Immortal? ”
In another place, an old man who looked like a beggar was also staring at the air in a daze at this time, and muttered: "Do you drink too much of the old flower?" What the hell is this daylight...... Ahh ”
He had a rectangular face, a slight beard under his chin, thick hands and feet, his clothes were full of patching nails, but he was cleanly washed, and he held a green bamboo cane in his hand, which was as clear as jade, and carried a large gourd with vermilion lacquer on his back.
After being stunned for a moment, he suddenly started his light work and swept towards the mountain.
However, it was said that Yang Yifei flew up from the mountainside, and the speed was not fast, and he also noticed a few traces of people from the sky, they were coming up the mountain from different directions, and they were two or three miles apart from each other.
The corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, and after a while, he went up to the top of Huashan Mountain, and sure enough, no one had arrived.
The so-called top of Mount Hua refers to the south peak of Mount Hua, the pine forest between the mountains is several miles, mixed with cypress, thick shade turns.
The south side of the peak is a thousand zhang cliff, upright such as cutting, under a fault deep gully, and Sangong Mountain, Sanfeng Mountain isolated.
The south peak is composed of one peak and two peaks, the east side is called the pine cypress peak, the west side is called the wild goose peak, it is also said that the south peak is composed of three peaks, the filial piety peak of the west of the wild goose peak is also counted in it, so that the high middle of the wild goose peak is the highest, and the pine cypress peak is in the east.
The pine cypress peak is slightly lower than the Luoyan Peak, but the area is larger than the Luoyan Peak, and the Huashan Sword Conference has always been carried out here.
After Yang Yifei arrived, he smiled, waved his hand and released a long table on a lawn, and then spent 20 points to buy a Manchurian and Han all-seat package, and 108 dishes were placed on the long table.
Normally, Hong Qigong and Master Yideng would most likely find a place to rest in the mountains, and then go to the top of Huashan Mountain tomorrow to discuss the sword, but he believed that after seeing his sword flying, they would definitely go up the mountain immediately.
With their light skills, if you rush with all your strength, you can get here in less than 5 minutes, so you are not afraid that the food will be cold and affect the taste.
In addition to the Manchu and Han full seats, Yang Yifei also bought a few bottles of Moutai and put them on the table, this system mall is very interesting, not only sells real wine, but also sells fake wine, real Moutai 1 point a bottle, fake Moutai 1 point a box, as long as it is something that the world has, the system mall sells it.
Yang Yifei walked beside the long table with chopsticks in one hand and a porcelain spoon in the other, holding a chopstick here and a spoonful of soup there, enjoying himself.
Hong Qigong, who was the first to come up, saw such a scene, his face was full of confusion, he looked at the table of dishes in a daze, smelling all kinds of aromas in the air, especially the aroma of wine, which made his hands tremble.
The index finger of his right hand had been cut off by him, but at this time, the index finger of his left hand was shaking, which was a big movement of the index finger of the Eight Classics.
However, although Hong Qigong is greedy for delicious food, he is not a rude person, and Yang Yifei is not like a mortal, and he doesn't know what his temperament is, so he naturally won't rashly play any "informal".
He resisted the temptation of food and wine, strode to the long table, and asked with a smile to Yang Yifei, who was eating and drinking by himself: "This son, the old man is very famous for this table, I don't know where it came from?" ”
Yang Yifei smiled and said: "This is called the Tiangang Feast, a total of 108 dishes, including the most representative dishes of all ethnic groups in the world, 108 dishes have 108 flavors, and there is no duplication." ”
"Gollum"
Hong Qigong swallowed his saliva uncontrollably, and seeing that Yang Yifei seemed to be getting along very well, he smiled and said: "Childe, these 108 dishes are the same as a mouthful, presumably Childe will be full if he can't finish tasting it, so it's better to ...... Hey. ”