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Tianyun City, Sword Pavilion.

Xu Yi and Ziyin Zhenren came to the Sword Pavilion, but Fu Hui didn't follow, because they were dragged away by the head Han Su Zhenren.

The reason is that the master and apprentice haven't seen each other for several years, so what kind of fun are you a girl.

And as the daughter of the head, the cultivation realm is really low, and then Fu Hui was grounded by Han Su Zhenren.

When to condense Jindan, when to come out again!

The Sword Pavilion is located on the mountain behind Tianyun City, and it is a strange wooden tower with a height of nine stories.

Standing horizontally in the air like a heavenly sword, there was a faint sky-piercing sword intent piercing into the sky.

In the land of the Sword Pavilion, few people usually come. In addition to Ziyin Zhenren, there is only Sister Hongyu of the Sword Spirit.

Seeing Hongyu again, her demeanor is still the same. Wearing a long skirt like a flame, lined with a tall body, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and bright lip gloss.

"Elder Sword!"

Hongyu's eyes like clear autumn water bloomed with bright brilliance, and in her eyes, it seemed that there would always be only Ziyin Zhenren, so that Xu Yi was deliberately ignored even when she was around.

"Ahem!" Xu Yi coughed awkwardly and said:

"Senior Sister Hongyu, didn't you see me?"

After finishing speaking, Hongyu paid attention to Xu Yi and showed surprise on her face: "Senior Brother Xu Yi, why are you back?"

"Senior sister, what are you talking about, is it possible that I shouldn't come back?" Xu Yi asked rhetorically, looking injured.

"Hehe, I knew that you stinky boy had a great fortune, and I guess I had enough fun in the world, so I remembered to come back."

Hongyu hid her face and chuckled, her bright eyes full of playfulness.

Xu Yi's face was embarrassed, although Sister Hongyu was joking, she was very close to the truth.

It's just that he is not in this world, but has traveled through many worlds before looking back.

"Ruby, take that piece from the west." Ziyin Zhenren spoke lightly, and his voice was cold.

I don't know if it's an illusion, the Ziyin real person in the Sword Pavilion paused a little more than outside, and he couldn't say it clearly.

Hongyu has served Ziyin Zhenren for many years, and has already had a heart-to-heart understanding, so she naturally understands what Ziyin means.

Seeing this, the master and apprentice found two futons and sat down, facing each other, staring.

"Ask, ask the doubts in your heart!" Ziyin Zhenren said calmly.

Xu Yi thought about it, and a decisive look flashed in his eyes:

"Master, there is a way to bring the dead back to life in this world!"

"Yes." Ziyin Zhenren said without the slightest hesitation.

Hearing this, Xu Yi showed ecstasy on his face and continued to ask:

"Master, can you?"

Zi Yin's face was strange, and she looked at Xu Yi thoughtfully, before she said lightly:

"As a teacher, I think you will definitely ask about becoming an immortal, when is the avenue, and what is the road!

But I didn't expect it to be the resurrection of the dead, it seems that you should have had some special experience in the past five years. ”

"Becoming an immortal is important, but the apprentice doesn't want to live for the sake of becoming an immortal all his life. People always have to have an expectation, don't they? Xu Yi said with a smile.

"Yes, most people in this world cultivate immortals and seek the Tao, but in the end, they reversed their priorities and became monsters who are not human and immortal." Ziyin sighed.

At this time, Hongyu gently walked in from the other layer of the Sword Pavilion, but at this time, she was carrying a jar of jar-like objects in her arms.

Visually, this should be a jar of wine, from the mottled cloth of the mouth of the altar can be seen to be a jar of old wine that has been sealed for many years, witnessing the changes of the sea and the stars.

Seeing this, Ziyin Zhenren stretched out his sword finger and poked it into the void on his body, and the spell changed to a square square square table and two white glazed porcelain cups.

"Put it down." Ziyin Zhenren said slowly.

Hearing this, Hongyu put it down gently, and then left the Sword Pavilion temporarily, leaving the space for the master and apprentice.

"The master wants to drink with his apprentice?" Xu Yi said with a smile, thinking about it, he hadn't touched this thing for many years.

"Why not." Ziyin Zhenren said.

"Hehe, listen to the master."

Xu Yi is just strange that an immortal like Ziyin Zhenren who is so beautiful and refined, and doesn't know the fireworks in the world, can be good for the things in this cup!

This is not the master he remembered as cold as the cold peak on an iceberg!

"The art of resurrecting the dead, it does exist, but it can't be a teacher." Ziyin thought about it and said.

"Hehe, a little disappointed." Xu Yi shook his head, although he had a smile on his face, he looked bitter.

"I don't know what you've experienced in the past five years, but I tell you that heaven is impermanent, and so is humanity.

There is no destiny to be established, and the method of resurrection is actually in the Lingtai. Ziyin said.

When Xu Yi heard this, something seemed to be illuminated in his heart, and he suddenly brightened up, and said respectfully:

"Thank you for your advice."

"Hmm." Ziyin Zhenren nodded, and with a wave of his hand, he removed the cloth from the wine jar on the table, and suddenly one after another fragrant and fragrant smell of wine filled the entire Sword Pavilion.

It's just that there are some other things mixed in with the aroma of this wine, and the smell of it touches the soul.

For a while, seven emotions and six desires, all kinds of emotions circulated in my mind, as if I was reincarnated, and I tasted all kinds of joys and sorrows.

This immortal wine is not owned by the world, let alone by mortals!

"You know what this wine is!" Ziyin Zhenren asked.

"I don't know." Xu Yi said directly that he didn't have much research on wine.

"When I became an immortal as a teacher, I once went out of my body to the place of the underworld. There is a river called Lethe, and where the drink comes from. Ziyin Zhenren said.

"The water of Lethe, how can it solve your worries! Master, you have attained the immortal way, you have great freedom, and you still have sorrow? ”

The name of Lethe River, Xu Yi has naturally heard of it. It also has another name, mortals need to forget everything in this life when they are reincarnated, and the water of Lethe River is called Meng Po Soup.

"Freedom? What kind of great freedom does the immortal have, three calamities and five tribulations, five decays of heaven and man, immeasurable calamities, and one is just dead. ”

Ziyin Zhenren said, although he said so, he didn't seem to care about the calamities he said.

"Apprentice, with your cultivation as the water of Lethe River will not erase your memory, but will let you taste a hundred reincarnations."

Ziyin Zhenren said, poured himself a glass of turbid wine and drank it all.

Xu Yi saw this, and he was not hypocritical. Use mana to take a small ball of Lethe River water into the wine glass, and slowly pour the upper half of the glass.

The wine of this Lethe water is not as clear and transparent as ordinary wine, on the contrary, it looks chaotic and turbid.

Xu Yi picked up the wine glass, through the turbid wine surface, he could see his own reflection in the glass, joy, anger and sorrow between the wine, it was really magical.

Without hesitation, Xu Yi raised his head and drank it in one gulp, flowing down his throat into his lungs until he reached the blood of his five internal organs.

"How do you feel?" Ziyin Zhenren asked with a smile on her face.

"It's a little light, and bitter, not as good as the nose smells! It's more like water than wine. ”

Xu Yi silently said his feelings, maybe he didn't drink the wine properly, and poured himself another glass.

Ziyin Zhenren frowned, this is different from the hundred turns and thousands of times when he drank Lethe!

Just wanted to stop it, Xu Yi forgot three cups of Sichuan and shouted: "Master, I feel it!"

"Tell me how it feels!"

"My head is going to explode!"

"Ahh

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