Ruan Qingyun lay on the ground panting for breath, far above the sky, the white clouds were leisurely, and a breeze blew from time to time, blowing the young man's hair, and a trace of confidence appeared on his face, which he had never had before.

The boy patted the dirt on his body, stood up, clenched his fists, raised it to the sun, and cried out loudly, "Heaven and earth are trapped in my cage, so what? tear the heavens and the earth, and I am the master!" The sun shone on him, and at this moment he was the most dazzling, as if all the light was concentrated in one, and that light was holy and inviolable.

"Qing........ Qingyun, are you okay?" Wang Si was a little worried, thinking that he had been beaten stupidly.

Ruan Qingyun waved his hand, indicating that it was okay. The two went around for a while, and then went home.

Back home, Ruan Qingyun closed the door, looked in the mirror, and carefully examined the purple flame between his eyebrows. The corners of his mouth rose: "You still can't help but make a move." ”

No one answered, nor did he speak, Ruan Qingyun smiled slightly, and did not say anything.

Purple flame, purple flame divine fire?

"What if it's Ziyan Divine Fire, if you don't have cultivation qualifications, it's in vain, and you can't control it after all. A crisp and pleasant voice came from Ruan Qingyun's mind.

Ruan Qingyun was calm, not frightened by the sudden voice, and his heart moved: "When you are looking through ancient books in your spare time, you must know a method of refining other people's souls." ”

The voice in his head was silent for a long time, "It's up to you, I live only for your soul.......

Ruan Qingyun's face suddenly changed drastically, and he looked in the mirror again at the red in the center of the purple flame in his eyebrows. I couldn't speak for a long time.

"Don't worry, all I want is the Ziyan Divine Fire, your soul is of little use to me, and when I completely refine the Ziyan Divine Fire, it will be the time to leave your divine soul. ”

The boy's face was pale, and his forehead was sweating profusely. He should have known it a long time ago, but he still had a trace of luck in his heart, and now the only remaining trace of luck is gone.

Darkness poured in from all directions like a tide, and the thick black curtain suppressed the world, and the young man's heart was cold, like falling into an ice cave.

The next day, Ruan Qingyun, as usual, walked along the long street, walking alone, and was not slumped because of last night's incident, now that the cage has been formed, it is useless to complain, and he wants to find a way to break the situation. Before I knew it, I came to Changfeng Pavilion again.

It's just that Changfeng Pavilion opened today, Ruan Qingyun was excited, and stepped into Changfeng Pavilion in a few steps, the boss was still there, no different from when he left that day, messy hair, and a blue robe that was a little shabby but clean.

Changfeng Pavilion is a shop that mainly sells cultivation materials, such as elixirs, scrolls, spiritual weapons, spiritual herbs, etc., but few monks go to this shop to buy things. There are long shelves on the left and right sides of the grocery store, and there are scrolls of elixirs and spiritual herbs on the shelves, books such as monasticism, etc., and in the center is the counter, and the counter is covered with dust, and it is obvious that the owner here has not used the counter for a long time. And the only ones that don't take up dust are those elixir scrolls and the like, and the shelves look clean and bright, as if they are cleaned every day.

"Yo, Qingyun Xiaoyou is here, can you have a hand?" the boss greeted warmly.

In the middle of the shop was a large table, around which a dozen or so people were gambling, and the table was littered with scraps of silver, and gamblers were staring at the dice that were about to open. The boss is usually crazy and likes to gamble, so he can't even take care of running his own shop. Ruan Qingyun's eyes flickered, and he smiled: "Let's change the way of playing." ”

The old man asked with great interest, "How do you play?"

Ruan Qingyun is considered his old customer here, and every time he comes, he loses everything, so it doesn't matter to him who the rules are.

"Okay, but this time it's not silver. Ruan Qingyun's eyes lit up with scorching flames, and it seemed that the desire that had been sleeping for a long time suddenly exploded.

"Oh, what is that?" the old man looked at Ruan Qingyun with interest, he wanted to see what tricks this kid was going to play.

"Your Imperial Sword Technique!" Ruan Qingyun's eyes completely bloomed at this moment, he was a person who was unwilling to succumb to fate.

"Hahahaha" The old man suddenly laughed, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world: "My sword master? I'm afraid you won't be able to swallow it." ”

"Swallow it or not, and bet on you. After Ruan Qingyun said this, he closed his eyes and didn't speak, he believed that with the boss's temperament, he would definitely gamble, as long as he came up with a sufficient amount of bets.

The boss still looked at Ruan Qingyun with a smile, and said playfully: "What are you gambling on?"

Ruan Qingyun smiled, and was in the middle of it: "Jiuye Xianzhi, can you make a bet?"

The Nine Leaves Immortal Zhi is the treasure of the Shenzhou Continent, it can be said to be a rare occurrence in a thousand years, and it generally grows to four leaves to make the entire Shenzhou Continent crazy, let alone the Nine Leaves.

The grocery store was much quieter in an instant, and everyone listened to Ruan Qingyun's gambling agreement with bated breath, and they were even more surprised when they heard Jiuye Xianzhi, and they couldn't even speak. Everyone put on an expression of disbelief, this guy has a nine-leaf immortal zhi?

"Okay, okay, that's all for today, come back tomorrow, come back tomorrow. "The boss has already issued an eviction order, and they still want to continue to witness Ruan Qingyun's gambling contract with the boss, but they have to leave due to the majesty of the boss.

The gamblers left one after another, and Changfeng Pavilion was a lot quieter all of a sudden.

After a long time, Ruan Qingyun walked out of Changfeng Pavilion and walked into the rolling flow of people, but no one noticed that his head was raised higher than before, majestic, and he walked on the street with a smile on the corner of his mouth, not the same sad face as before. The air outside is blowing, fresh and soft, like a woman's embrace, this world is beautiful after all!

A messy long hair was scattered indiscriminately, the blue robe was shabby but also clean, his eyes were bright and full of spirit, he didn't look like a gambler or anything like that, he was the boss of Changfeng Pavilion, a boss who could only gamble and not run a business, Mo Yanbai. A person who can come back alive from the Red Flame Volcano,.

He looked at the people coming and going on the street, a strange smile appeared on his face, and then said something inexplicable: "Stinky boy, white wolf with empty gloves, but I like it." ”

"You have taken a fancy to him, where does he have any Nine Leaf Immortal Zhi, he is just lying to you. "At some point, a man in the same blue robe appeared behind the boss, he was neat and handsome. Oh my God, if you look closely, he's the same as the boss, he's the same as the boss. His strong figure is like a god king, and his eyes are wandering, and the world is in his heart.

"After all, the world is controlled by people who are good at investing, and he is one of them, and since he is happy to perform, why not teach him. This kid is still good by nature. Mo Yanbai sighed, he actually knew that Ruan Qingyun was lying, but so what, smart and not rigid, steady and unassuming, isn't this exactly the heart that cultivators need?

"We all have to be old after all, aren't we? The glory of the past has sunk forever, people always have to die, maybe the sword is finished, maybe we can't wait for the sword to be finished. Mo Yanbai's expression suddenly became much more depressed, and the fallen leaves in autumn will eventually return to the embrace of the earth, which is the same truth for eternity. Monks don't really live forever, at most they live longer.

The man thought for a while, and there was a relieved expression on his face, "Yes, none of us are old, and those guys with the highest cultivation in Xiongjian Mountain are also old." ”

Then they both fell silent, and the two men didn't know what they were thinking.

More than 200 miles away from Qingniucheng, there is a huge volcano, known locally as the Red Flame Volcano, which is said to have last erupted more than 500 years ago, and has not moved since. The volcanic ash that erupted from the eruption accumulated in large quantities around the mountainside, creating fertile land that had been cultivated by industrious farmers for generations.

Their eyes were fixed on the volcano for a long time, not knowing what they were looking at.

"Even if we are old, we can't just find someone who has a wish, he is just a gangster with no cultivation talent. The man's gaze returned to Changfeng Pavilion, to the much-older boss. "How is the Tiger Family's Tiger Golden City? Although he is a little naughty, his talent is not bad. ”

"No, it's insidious and vicious, and it's hard to achieve great success in cultivation. ”

"Tiger Liancheng is considered to be top-notch in Qingniu City. ”

"The wood is beautiful in the forest, and it is easy to break. ”

"Next year is the time for Xiongjian Mountain to open the mountain gate to accept apprentices, presumably at that time, there will be a gathering of elites, and there will be young geniuses, and accepting apprentices is a big deal, so why rush for a while?" The man sighed slightly: "Or the autumn test in Qingniucheng in three months, and it is not too late for you to choose disciples at that time." ”

"I took a fancy to him. The boss said in a cold voice: "I have my own ideas for doing things, so I don't have to worry about you." ”

Suddenly there was silence for both of them, and the wind and dust fell on the table, and leaves gently covered it. Some things, some people, some pasts are like dust under the leaves, if you don't uncover it, it won't be revealed, if you uncover it, it's actually a pain in the years.

"The sun and the moon have turned, the vicissitudes of time, many years have passed, and you are still holding a grudge against that incident as a brother. ”

"Let him pass the past, don't mention it again, you should go back. ”

"You still haven't put it down. ”

"You put it down and don't talk about it again. ”