Feng Xinxiao left, went extremely decisively, and lost completely.

No one expected that this big match would end in this way, and it ended after only two games.

Seriously, Feng Xinxiao was scared. Ou Yangming has become a demon in his heart, and there is only one word to describe it - perverted. If he compares again, who knows what moths will come out, and he will still participate in the formation competition? Who knows what his attainments in the formation are, if he loses again, it will really be over.

Seriously, before the competition was finished, he left early, which was really a stupid trick, losing his courage and losing his heart.

There are some things that cannot be retreated. Once you have the intention of retreating, if you don't dare to move forward, you will be washed down by the avenue, and it will be difficult to get close.

How to sword, if he hadn't avenged the strong man in the clan at the beginning, would he definitely be able to break through the Venerable? Not necessarily, he was tormented by guilt, pain, and despair day and night, and it was lucky to indulge in this state of mind and not fall into the devil's way, and he still wanted to break the spirit and become a venerable, so dream! The breath of righteousness raised in his heart was gone, the sword edge was no longer pure, how could the sword in his hand still be sharp? How could he still smash the stars? So he went and blocked the Venerable Three's moves, although he was defeated, he was still glorious.

And now, although Feng Xinxiao's matter is a small matter, his style of handling things can also be inferred from the point and surface.

To put it bluntly, this person is not worried, even if he is ambitious, he does not have the executive ability to maintain ambition.

On the winding path, the fog is filled, the summer flowers are flourishing, and the butterflies are chasing the bees, which is a leisurely scene.

Every time Feng Xinxiao stepped out, the earth would be shaken, and his face was gloomy, as if he was about to drip water.

"Young Master, what should I do now?" a gray-robed old man slowly revealed his figure and asked softly.

"Alas, this time I lost, but next time, I'm going to win back. He gritted his teeth hard, making a "creaking" sound, which tasted a little cold no matter how he heard it.

"The young master is ambitious, I believe that this day is not far away......," the old man complimented.

"Let's go!" he shook his head.

The Seven Star Tower, with a total of nine floors, Feng Tian stood by the railing, looking down at the earth.

His eyes are deep, and his expression is not angry and arrogant.

"Daddy, the kid lost. Feng Xinxiao stepped on the stairs and walked up, although the frustration in his voice was deeply hidden, it was still heard by Feng Tian.

"You're growing demons. Feng Tian stared straight into Feng Xinxiao's eyes and got straight to the point.

Feng Xinxiao didn't know how to answer, and lowered her head silently.

"Look at me. Feng Tian's voice was not loud, but it carried the power of the law, which made Feng Xinxiao's heart sink and quickly raise his head. He only felt that a fairy sword that could cut through the eons was hanging above his head, and it could fall at any time, making him die and die. In just a moment, his back was soaked in cold sweat, as if he had been soaked in ice water, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. But he didn't even dare to raise his hand to wipe it, the powerhouse of the Imperial Realm was as fragile as an ant at this moment.

Just when he couldn't even breathe, his eyes were getting darker and darker, and the whole world was shaking, Feng Tian slowly looked away.

He flicked his sleeves, and his voice was extremely cold: "When the sky is still in the sky, there is a time when there is a leak, let alone a monk." In my life, before I set foot in the emperor, I won much more and lost more. After hardships, he eventually became the emperor. And you, you don't even have the courage to face failure, and that's what chills me. Learn to learn from failures, and only then will you improve. Have you forgotten what I taught you? If this kind of thing happens again, you will come down from that position. The sound was not loud, but it resonated with the space, shaking the qi and blood in Feng Xinxiao's body.

"I see......" Feng Xinxiao nodded vigorously.

After saying this, the pavilion fell silent.

After more than ten breaths, Feng Tian took the initiative to speak, his voice softened a little, and said in a deep voice: "Set up a banquet, please Ou Yangming." ”

Although Feng Xinxiao was puzzled in her heart, she didn't open her mouth to refute it, nodded slightly, hesitated for a moment, and still asked the doubts in her heart: "Do you want to see him in person?"

Feng Tian didn't answer, and said something inexplicable: "There are only two kinds of people in this world, enemies and friends, it depends on how he chooses." ”

It's night.

In the center of the terrace, Ou Yangming was said to be surrounded by a group of Feng clan powerhouses, and it was difficult to even get out, and these powerhouses had fanatical looks in their eyes.

It is indeed Ou Yangming's performance in this big competition is too amazing.

Forging magic weapons, refining longevity pills, of course, the most important thing is that the Feng clan's bloodline is so strong that it is unimaginable.

This kind of thing, even one thing, is enough to cause a sensation. What's more, Ou Yangming completed three things in one go, and he also scared away the usually high-spirited main battle faction and slapped him in the face.

Feng Xiang looked at Ou Yangming's back, cleared his throat, coughed, and suddenly, more than seventy percent of his eyes looked over.

He pondered for a moment and said softly, "Today is indeed a day to remember, because we have taken a step towards peace and prosperity, and this is a joint effort of all. Of course, the credit is all that belongs to Master Ou, and no one can take it away. Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter in the field, the distance between each other was much less, and the huddle was much tighter, this is Feng Xiang's personality charm.

He walked up to Ou Yangming and bowed his hand.

But Ou Yangming's body twisted and dodged.

Feng Xiang didn't care, and smiled heartily: "Master Ou, please!" said as he said, his right hand pushed forward.

The cold wind blew, blowing up the dead leaves on the ground, and the figures of a group of people gradually dissipated under the moonlight, and the figures became longer and longer.

In the pavilion, Ou Yangming and Feng Xiang sat opposite each other.

There is a stove in front of him, the charcoal fire is burning very strongly, and there is a pot of wine on the stove, which is a kind of wine unique to the Feng clan, and the gods are drunk.

This wine is invaluable in the world, and it is hard to come by. Even within the Feng Clan, they will not easily take out hospitality, of course, with Ou Yangming's current identity, he can naturally drink it.

The pavilion is built in the middle of the lake, and it is summer and blooms with countless pink lotus flowers.

Or charming and delicate, or graceful, or pure and white, in short, it is a sentence, competing for beauty.

"Come, taste this wine, the gods are drunk, I am reluctant to drink it on weekdays. With that, Feng Xiang got up and poured a cup for Ou Yangming, and poured a cup for himself. Within the Feng clan, there are no people who can make Feng Xiang pour wine, but there are definitely not many, adding up to no more than twenty, but now there is another Ou Yangming.

Hearing Feng Xiang say this, Ou Yangming was also quite moved.

Although they didn't get along for a long time, he figured out most of Feng Xiang's temperament. Although he is proud and conceited, he has one thing to say and does things realistically. During this period of time, Ou Yangming was even more meticulous, although the word is a little ambiguous here, but this is the case.

And now, this kind of wine, even he highly admires.

can only explain one thing, it is really not simple to be drunk by immortals.

Ou Yangming looked at the wine in the cup, pale green, exuding majestic spiritual power. He licked the skin of his mouth, picked up his wine glass, and raised his head to take a big sip of fairy drunkenness, a mellow aroma spread along his tongue and penetrated to the bottom of his heart. The past appeared in front of him, the old craftsman, Ni Yinghong...... Even some little people whose names he couldn't remember, a cup of tea, he saw everything from the perspective of a bystander.

sighed softly: "People, live in the moment and cherish the ...... in front of you"

This sentence came from his heart, seeing the past, and cherishing the present more and more.

Feng Xiangshen glanced at him and said inexplicably: "This is good wine......

Ouyang Ming understood what he meant, nodded and said, "The spiritual power in this wine is extremely strong, like a trickle to nourish the body. This is no longer wine, it is more precious than the immortal liquid. You are Feng Xiang, and the wine taken out by the powerhouse of the Feng Clan's Imperial Realm will not be bad. I know what you want me to do, do it like this immortal drunk, the entire Feng clan can drink only a handful, you and I have drunk, but I'm afraid this thing is extremely difficult. ”

"I didn't expect you to have this kind of realization. Feng Xiang praised it.

"Everything is very simple, as long as you don't lose your heart, you can see the essence. Ou Yangming said.

"If you can teach a genius like Brother Ou, it seems that Brother Ou's master must be an incredible master. Feng Xiang pursed his lips and looked at the lake, the waves were gentle and unfazed.

"Sort of, it's pretty high for me anyway. He thought for a moment, then said, "The kind that is several stories high." As he spoke, Ou Yangming's mind echoed with the appearance of the old craftsman's head, and his eyes were bent.

"That's really high. Feng Xiang nodded as if he had something to do.

After drinking the wine, what should be said can be said, Feng Xiang's face is solemn.

He said in a deep voice: "Brother Ou, this time you have ruined the plan of the main battle faction, you have to be careful." ”

"In the ancestral land of the Feng Clan, with so many pairs of eyes staring, they don't dare to move, right? Besides, I am not the master of being manipulated by others. Ou Yangming was not worried in his heart, and said in a low voice.

"Although it is safe in the ancestral land of the Feng Clan, it is indispensable to guard against people. Feng Tian has a bad heart and will not sit still. And, under his leadership, the main battle faction is stained with a bloodthirsty meaning, which should not be underestimated. Feng Xiang took a sip of immortal drunkenness, and his brows furrowed tightly.

"Feng Xinxiao is a member of the main battle faction, his mood has been lost, it is difficult to become a big weapon, what else do you have to worry about?" Ou Yangming looked at the lotus flower, his eyes were extremely profound.

"It's that I'm too persistent. Feng Xiang's furrowed brows relaxed.

"It's getting windy, I have to go back. Ou Yangming got up slowly.

Looking at Ou Yangming's back, Feng Xiang said the last sentence: "Grandpa wants to see you." ”

Ou Yangming was stunned for two or three seconds, then nodded and said okay.

Back in the courtyard, with a "crunch", Ou Yangming pushed the door open.

Walk into the room, sit cross-legged, and as soon as your mind moves, you immediately sink your mind into the spiritual world. In the spiritual world, the cold wind is whining, the ice and snow are snowy, and the snow-capped mountains are becoming more and more majestic, rising all the time, and the speed is very fast, which cannot be compared with the time when the spirit is in the spirit. And when he visualized the snowy mountains, even the temperature in the house dropped a lot.

Half an hour later, Ou Yangming slowly withdrew from his meditation.

The eyes are open and closed, and the gaze is deep, just like a starry sky with long vicissitudes, plain but leisurely, simple and vicissitudes.

It's really a bit of a legacy of independence......

After all, when the cultivation reaches this level, the temperament must be top-notch.