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Yu Longsheng has always been able to speak well, he only asked a little about Hengjiang in the Sealed Demon Island, and then chattered about Xuanming Mountain, saying that several junior brothers and sisters who started in the same year as Hengjiang are all extraordinary. Now most of them have already cultivated into immortal sect monks, only Wu Guan is obsessed with the way of talismans, and the time for practicing the master's method is too little, and it will take a few more years to break through to the Daoists.

The person in charge of the kitchen of Xuanming Mountain's inner gate did not shy away from Hengjiang's mediocre talent, and said that although Hengjiang had mediocre talent, he worked hard to cultivate, and now he has reached the peak of Taoism.

After drinking a large glass of wine, the words in Yu Longsheng's mouth were no longer limited to cultivation, but talked about Ji Yanran, and the little girl in red who worshiped the teacher a few years ago.

Young people drink and talk together, and they can't avoid some ups and downs.

As soon as the dragon ascension chatterbox opened, it was difficult to stop.

Now, compared to the white-haired Hengjiang, this Yulongsheng looks younger, and the appearance of his twenties is in his prime. He has been practicing in Xuanming Mountain for twenty or thirty years, and his age is forty or fifty years old.

When the two were drinking and talking, there were many senior brothers and sisters of Xuanmingshan, and senior sisters and sisters came to Hengjiang.

Yu Longsheng had already entrusted the junior disciples in the kitchen, so in the middle of the night, the kitchen continued to deliver a lot of wine and delicacies.

On the night of Hengjiang's return, the wine and food in the courtyard had never been cut off, and a large number of people were talking, until the second half of the night, when the crescent moon in the sky gradually sank in the west, and many brothers and sisters of the same sect gradually dispersed.

In Xuanming Mountain, there is no need to intrigue with others, and there is no need to worry about being murdered and plotted.

Yokoe rarely gets drunk.

At the age of seven, he encountered a drastic change, left the market city, wandered the world, and had long been accustomed to seeing the sinister hearts of people. As a result, no matter who Yokoe gets along with, he will hide a trace of caution in his heart.

How can such a person get himself drunk?

But this night, after many of his fellow disciples left, Hengjiang walked alone and walked outside the courtyard, looking up at the crescent moon in the sky, he found that the moon in the sky was in a trance, from one to two, and then from two to countless ones.

"Could it be that this moon has also cultivated our Xuanming Mountain's Vientiane Clone Method, and a round of crescent moon has turned into countless moons?"

Hengjiang was dazed and drunk, and after walking a few steps, he suddenly felt that his feet were soft and he fell.

He didn't want to get up, so he lay on the grass outside the courtyard with his back to the sky, squinting drunkenly, looking at the bright moon in the sky, listening to the sound of insects in the mountains and the roaring snoring of Wu Guan in the courtyard next door after he fell asleep.

The crescent moon is in the sky, and the stars are infinite.

As soon as Hengjiang turned over, he saw that in the night sky, the snow-covered summit of Xuanming Mountain was deeply inserted into the depths of the heavenly dome.

As soon as I turned over again, I saw the bamboo forest of Xuanming Mountain, as well as the courtyards around the bamboo forest, sparse lights, and faint sounds coming with the night wind.

"Dao Ke Dao, very Dao ......"

I don't know which senior brother it is, he is diligent and penance, he doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, and he is still reciting the Taoist scriptures of Xianmen.

Hengjiang stretched his waist, and as soon as he lifted his foot, the soles of his feet hit the bundle of Xuanming bamboo that Wu Guan had dropped before, he only felt that his whole body was extremely relaxed, his mind became more open, and his mind became extremely peaceful.

"I've been cultivating on Sealed Demon Island for ten years, and I haven't had a day when I'm as stable as tonight. ”

Ignoring the moisture and dew that gradually condensed on the grass, Hengjiang lay on his back to the sky, smelling the fragrance of bamboo not far away, and gradually closed his eyes.

In a daze, Yokoe heard someone calling him.

"Brother Heng......"

"Brother Heng......"

Yokoe opened his eyes slightly.

He drank too much, his vision was very blurry, and he couldn't see the face of the person who called him clearly, but he vaguely understood in his heart that in the huge Xuanming Mountain, only his lonely brother would call him that.

"Humph!"

Yokoe God was a little displeased, and closed his eyes again.

Dugu Xin stood aside, dressed in white and snowy, slender in size, his clothes fluttered in the wind, as vast as Feng Xu's wind, fluttering like a widow**, and said quietly: "Brother Heng, the dew is cold, it's better to go back to the room to sleep." ”

Hengjiang didn't argue, waved his hand casually, and said vaguely: "The senior brothers in Xuanming Mountain are all good to me, they know that I have been imprisoned by Uncle Lu on Fengmo Island for ten years, and now that I have escaped from trouble and come back to Shimen, they all come to me for a drink." You and I are friends of life and death, call me brothers, you should be better to me, but everyone came tonight, but you didn't come, I was a little unhappy in my heart. ”

Dugu Xin walked over, stretched out his hand to help Hengjiang, and said, "Brother Heng, you are drunk." ”

"yes. ”

Hengjiang took Dugu Xin's arm, stood up, staggered, and said, "I have been wandering all over the world since I was a child, and I have no fixed place, and I have never had a few days of peace. It wasn't until he entered Xuanming Mountain, lived on Fengmo Island for ten years, and returned to Shimen again that he felt at peace in his heart. Brother Zhongzhong, knowing that my talent is mediocre and my cultivation is difficult, seeing that I have been cultivating on the Sealed Demon Island for ten years and the immortal road is rugged, he came to me to drink, and it is difficult to be gracious, how can I twist and pinch and refuse to drink like a shy little girl?"

Dugu Xin helped Hengjiang, walked to the courtyard gate, and said, "Next time, next time I'll drink with you." ”

"It's better to choose a day than to hit a day. ”

Hengjiang shook his head, turned around, and walked in the direction away from the courtyard, "At the beginning of the Sealed Demon Island, you and I drank on the top of the Demon Suppression Mountain, and we made an appointment to drink next time." Now that the Demon Mountain is gone, I Xuanming Mountain is still there, so it's better to go to the top of the mountain. ”

"Good. ”

Duguxin supported Hengjiang and rode the wind.

The top of Xuanming Mountain is towering into the clouds and covered with snow, even at night, when it is illuminated by the light of the stars and the moon, it is faintly covered with snow.

The higher you go, the colder the night breeze gets.

Hengjiang was blown by the cold wind, and the strength of the wine dissipated a little.

When they flew to the top of the mountain, the two of them landed on the snow peak, Hengjiang turned to face Dugu Xin, bowed his hand, and said: "Thank you Brother Dugu, allow me a trace of immortal fate, and lead me into the Xuanming Dojo." ”

Dugu Xin shook his head, didn't say much, just took out a table from the Qiankun bag, placed it in the snow, and then put a lot of wine and food on the table.

The two sat on the ground in the snow.

Wisps of heat emanate from the dish.

"It turns out that Brother Dugu came here to drink with me, and this dish is still hot......"

Hengjiang tasted the dish and exclaimed: "The craftsmanship is good!"

Dugu Xin smiled slightly, poured a glass of wine for Hengjiang, and said: "Back then, Brother Heng was the first in the examination and worshiped in Xuanming Mountain, I wanted to invite Brother Heng to drink, but I don't like to drink on weekdays, and I can't find a suitable one in Xuanming Mountain for a long time, so I brewed some myself." Now that I calculate the time, I have been cellaring for exactly ten years, Brother Heng will taste my winemaking skills, please!"

In the immortal gate, if you run the magic trick, you can easily dissolve the alcohol power in your body, and you can be safe and sound in thousands of cups.

But Hengjiang and Dugu Xin drank wine, and there were fewer than a thousand cups of wine for his confidants, how could he use the method of phoenix drying wings to dissolve the alcohol power in his body?

Hengjiang was already slightly drunk, but now he drank one cup after another, and he became more and more drunk.

The drunken eyes became more and more hazy.

Dugu Xin's face was slightly red from drinking, and he looked more and more delicate.

Hengjiang looked at Dugu Xin and looked at it, his eyes became more and more puzzled, and said: "Brother Dugu, I have a sentence, I don't know whether to say it or not." ”

Dugu said: "Brother Heng, but it doesn't hurt to say it. ”

"When I was on the Sealed Demon Island, whenever I met a girl with outstanding appearance, I would think of Brother Dugu in my heart, and I would secretly compare them with Brother Dugu. I also thought that Brother Dugu might be a woman dressed as a man......"

When Hengjiang said this, Dugu Xin has changed greatly.

She was about to speak, but Hengjiang tilted her waist, lay down in the snow, looked at the stars and moon in the sky, and muttered: "But I think again, Brother Dugu and I are friends of life and death, and we have a deep and righteous relationship, if Brother Dugu is really a woman dressed as a man, he will not lie to me, and he must have told me the truth a long time ago." It's no wonder that Senior Sister Liao Changkong never forgets Brother Dugu. Today I drank too much wine, my eyes were a little blurry, I looked at Brother Dugu under the moon, at first glance, I thought it was a goddess in the clouds, came down to earth, remembered my hard practice, and came to drink a few glasses with me. ”

Dugu Xin is no longer strong enough to drink, and now when Hengjiang says this, he casually takes off the jade crown on his head.

The appearance of a man with her hair tied and crowned is gone.

The head is full of green silk, and it falls like a waterfall.

If the waterfall and green silk are blown by the wind, the long hair is fluttering, which shows more charm and turns all beings upside down.

"Brother Heng, in fact, I am a ......"

Dugu Xin was halfway through speaking, but found that Hengjiang had closed his eyes, lying in the snow, motionless, and already asleep.

She shook her head, took a step forward, sat down beside Hengjiang, and looked down at Hengjiang.

Hengjiang is not a beautiful man with a jade tree in the wind, his appearance is only middle-upper, but he is very attractive, even if he is asleep, his brows are slightly wrinkled, it seems that there are always troublesome things entangled with him, and there are always worrying things that bother him.

This is a very insecure person.

Dugu Xin couldn't help but lean over, and stretched out his hand between Hengjiang's eyebrows, trying to smooth Hengjiang's frowning brows. However, she has now changed the dress of the hair with a crown, her hair is full of green silk hanging down, but the tips of her hair fall on Hengjiang's face, and the wind is blowing around, making Hengjiang feel that his skin is itchy and unbearable, his eyelids moved, and he muttered a sentence "Brother Dugu", and slowly opened his eyes.

Sou!

Brother Dugu's god changed greatly, and a sword light suddenly burst out from his fingertips, blasting into the snow next to him.

The snow splashed everywhere, like a dream of white mist, blocking Hengjiang's view.

When the rising snowflakes dispersed, Hengjiang only saw Dugu Xin stepping on a sword light, riding the wind, flying farther and farther.

"Brother Dugu must have drunk too much, otherwise he wouldn't have taken off the jade crown on his head, and his cloak would be ......."

Hengjiang muttered, sat up, and at the top of Xuanming Mountain, he operated the method of phoenix drying wings, collected the aura of heaven and earth in the mountain, and sat and practiced.

Suddenly, the nine flame streams in his body that were born from the method of the phoenix's sunning wings merged into one in the dantian.

Although Hengjiang's mind is still groggy, his spirit is becoming more and more refreshed.

Faintly, Hengjiang felt that the spirit that had been nourished for many years had stabilized, as if his entire body had become a little light, as if as long as the mountain wind was a little stronger, he could be blown out of the snow in the mountains.

Hengjiang stopped exercising, picked up the pot of wine on the table, drank it with a grunt, staggered a few steps in the mountains, looked up at the crescent moon sinking in the west, but found that the moon was getting more and more, and in a moment the whole sky was filled.

He looks at the world with drunken eyes, and the natural world is drunk.

"Thief Moon, dare to steal my Xuanming Mountain Vientiane Clone Method, and watch me arrest you back to Xuanming Mountain, and wait for the fate!"

Hengjiang strode forward, rushing towards the moon, unconsciously performing the method of flying against the wind of Xuanming Mountain, and the body gradually detached from the snow, like a wild goose, rising into the air and chasing the moon.

This method is called the Blue Sky Moon Technique, which is the most exquisite one among the more than a dozen Xianmen monks in the Xuanming Dojo.

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