Outside Natasan's house, as usual, there was a bonfire party, and when they arrived, everyone greeted them warmly.

There were a few teenagers and girls who were the same age as Fanchen, but they were much taller, and when they saw that Bu Fanchen was a little twisted, and a little embarrassed to sit alone, they picked up the barbecue in their hands and surrounded him.

One of them, a sturdy young man who was somewhat similar to Natasan, handed the lamb chops in his hand to Bu Fanchen, and said with a smile: "If it weren't for my father telling me that you are a gentleman, I would almost think that it was a playful girl from whose family? ”

Originally, Bu Fanchen smelled the extremely fragrant smell of barbecue, and his belly was a little panicked, thinking that he would eat with his father, but who knew that the unreliable father patronized and drank and ate meat with his uncle, and he didn't notice himself at all, the problem was that there was no vacant place around him, which made Bu Fanchen, who was still thick-skinned, extremely puzzled.

I thought, Dad, don't you think that your son has opened the light, why do you clean up these unexpected things? Fortunately, this group of buddies in front of you is sensible, otherwise Bu Fanchen really doesn't know how to join.

Reaching out to pick up the fragrant lamb chops, he didn't resent the tafeng and laughed at his twisting, he was not the kind of person who got cheap and behaved.

Bu Fanchen, who began to let go, introduced each other to everyone, without too much greetings, everyone pulled Bu Fanchen to the bonfire, and treated the guests who came from afar according to the rules of the grassland, either they fell today, or Bu Fanchen was drunk, and Bu Fanchen, who obviously had never been involved in wine, would have a good night's sleep tonight.

Different from the wine they saw on the road, the wine they drank had a natural aroma, and when the wine entered the throat, there was no burning feeling, but it gave people a cool feeling.

This kind of wine is made by them themselves with barley, and each jar of wine must be buried in the soil three years or more in advance.

Barley wine has a characteristic, that is, it can be enjoyable without getting drunk, its wine strength will not explode immediately, but increase the drunkenness little by little, making people from shallow to deep, and when the wine is strong, it can also maintain relative awareness, which can often make the story in the wine exude vividly, so that the people in the story can drink happily. Even a drinking apprentice like Bu Fanchen can drink ten taels and continue to stand.

After drinking too much, a faint flush has risen on Bu Youkong's face, drinking with friends is real drinking, and it will not let Yuan Li offset it in the slightest.

You know: the skin can hold three buckets of wine, and never deliberately drink a thousand cups.

"After I left, Miss Yunmeng didn't find a man she liked?" With the strength of the wine, Bu Youkong finally opened his mouth, about the woman who apologized a lot, there was no admiration, but the tenderness could not be eliminated after all.

"You lied to her that there are many people like you in the Central Plains, and asked her to go to the Central Plains to have a look, and then decide whether she wants to continue to like you. said that he would come back next time, maybe Yunmeng would no longer like you. That girl twisted her temper, and after you left, she really went to the Central Plains. Natasan said with a look of reminiscence.

"Since I went to the Central Plains, there are many men who are better than me, and with Miss Yunmeng's appearance and talent, it is not the existence of a smiling city, is it possible that I have not been able to find the object of my choice?"

Natasang patted Bu Youkong's shoulder and said, "If you can be happy to belong there, then why don't you like Yunmeng?" Kong, I don't know much about feelings, but I know Yunmeng, she didn't like anyone before you came, so after you leave, it will be the same." As for going to the Central Plains, I think she should want to learn more about your homeland, and then meet you next time. ”

Picking up the wine jug in his hand and taking a sip, Natasang continued: "After the girl came back, she knew that you were lying to him, but she was still willing to believe you, and I, the elder brother, was used to her, so I had to let her come, and after waiting for nine years, I still didn't see you, she went to the Central Plains again, and after coming back, somehow, she didn't have the same anger as before, and the whole person seemed to be depressed a lot, and she didn't tell us the reason, and then she went to the Yunyuan Zen Palace." ”

Bu Youkong's hand holding the wine jug, probably because it was too tight, had a trace of sweat, drank the remaining half pot of barley wine, exhaled a breath, took another pot, and said in a proud voice: "Sang, come again." ”

Na Tasang looked at Bu Youkong, who was much shorter than himself, and was really a little sad, and said with a hearty smile: "You said that you are so good at fighting, but for the feelings of your children, you are so twisted, and the girls are chirping, since you are sad, it means that you also care! Can't you go to the Zen Palace to bring Yunmeng back, do these things that hurt others and hurt yourself." ”

Bu Youkong glanced at Bu Fanchen, who was already with his eyes closed not far away, drunk, and still insisting on talking to a few children from Natasang, and shook his head gently.

"Seriously, you are really the most cowardly prince in the south, you see that royal descendant is not a group of wives and concubines, how can you have a wife, you don't dare to ask us Yunmeng anymore? You must know that when Yunmeng went to travel to the Central Plains, the literary circles in the southern country were even more prosperous because of her, what do you say is the matter with you? To be honest, if you hadn't brought a child back, I doubt that something was wrong with you. Natasan knew the look in his eyes and quipped with a little puzzlement.

Bu Youkong stared at Natasang in astonishment, and then slapped him on the chest, and scolded: "I'll go to your grandmother's bear, what do you say, you just have a problem, let's compare and compare?"

Natasang raised the flask and touched a glass with Bu Youkong, and the two looked at each other and laughed out loud with a tacit understanding.

After drinking too much, the people of Natasan gathered around the bonfire and danced. There were more than a dozen wine jugs piled up between Natasang and Bu Youkong.

They closed their eyes, let the moon hang high, and sprinkled clusters of moonlight on their faces, and walked deeper and drunk, and a small part of their consciousness was still awake. In a daze, he told Natasan the story of Anna, and his face was full of smiles and happiness.

After reminiscing about Anna, I couldn't help but feel a sense of apprehension, mentioning the first woman with whom I had been entangled, Nata Yunmeng.

Natasan later lifted Bu Youkong and let him sleep on his arm, which would be more comfortable. Only then did he comfort Bu Youkong and said: "Kong, Yunmeng don't worry, there is an old ancestor of our Nata family who has long been ignorant of mundane things, and he is meditating in the Inner Zen Palace."

Originally, the ancestor intended to take care of future generations, but you also know that our family has always been accustomed to freedom, plain and bland, and let it be natural, so there is no family and ancestor cultivation. But since Yunmeng took the initiative to go, I believe there will be no danger, and you don't have to think about it, if you really don't want your wife to share a husband with Yunmeng, then simply forget about Yunmeng, which is good for you and your wife. As for Yunmeng, we grassland people, dare to love, dare to hate, and dare to hurt, but we can't love, why not?

Falling into a deep sleep, I feel that today is very fulfilling, before going to bed, even if there is the last trace of consciousness, he is reluctant to waste, and the tower wind, the tower and quiet, the tower clouds They are a few Kan Dashan, it is a great blessing in life, but it is a pity that his alcohol is still not good enough, and he fell asleep early.

In the dream, he rode a huge white cloud, galloping over the vast grassland, and the sheep under his feet suddenly ran away and gathered, like clouds that had fallen into dust from nine days. Because of the sun, the strong wind on his body was extremely comfortable, and he couldn't help but stretch.

After the clouds had tumbled and tossed, he reached out and tore through the clouds and jumped straight towards the lake below, which was thousands of miles wide.

Stepping on the calm mirror-like lake, Bu Fanchen walked towards the center step by step, the faint ripples under his feet were continuous, and every time he landed, a circle of ripples would rise, and those ripples would not stop after he was far away. With his foothold as the center, it rippled over and over again on the boundary of a nine-foot radius, connecting with each other and not interfering with each other on the surface of the lake he walked on, similar to the ripples of the avenue under the feet of the gods when they descended to earth.

Suddenly, a deafening hissing sound was heard in the distance, followed by a strong aftermath of energy, rapidly spreading outward from the center of the lake.

With a flash of inspiration above his head, his divine consciousness came to the top of the battle center.

A pure white python with an upper body more than 1,000 feet long stands upright in the lake. It is not difficult to see that there are many black scorch marks on its body, and large patches of bright red blood oozing from the scales. The small flower bud on the top of the white python's head was cut open with a sharp weapon, which made the python particularly painful. In front of the huge python head, there was a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe, holding a peachwood sword dyed with faint golden blood in his hand, and on the black green feather hat on his head, there was a continuous arc flickering, and every time the arc flickered, the thick black clouds in the sky would reveal a ray of thunder.

Obviously, the giant python's injury was caused by the Taoist priest, and the burnt black color on his body was caused by the thunder attracted by the Taoist priest.

The middle-aged Taoist priest had bloodshot lying on the corner of his mouth, and there were countless tiny cracks on his robe, through which he could faintly see the flesh that had been cut inside.

"Stinky Taoist, I have no grievances with you, I have been meditating in this spiritual lake for thousands of years, and I have never done anything that hurts heaven and reason, why do you have to work hard. Spitting out a bright red snake letter, the white python's eyes were bloodshot, and he said hatefully.

The Taoist priest's face remained unchanged, he raised the peach sword lightly, and said with words: "My generation slashes demons and concentrates on cultivating, just to eliminate demons and defend the Dao, you evil animal, absorb the spiritual power of the spiritual lake, endanger the world, I should fight to kill it." “

"Hahahaha, even you, a well-dressed beast, are also worthy of exterminating the Demon Guardian Dao?You only see me absorbing the spiritual power of the Spirit Lake, so for the past thousand years, the humans in this area have been able to adjust the wind and rain, could it be that you are sheltered?" the giant python opened its huge mouth towards the Taoist priest and roared.

The green-robed Taoist priest was unmoved, his two eyes became extremely black, like a very ruthless night, and he took out an old peach talisman with two ancient characters written on it.

The peach charm was crushed, and the fine yellow grains were attached to the crown on the top of the Taoist priest's head, and then the flickering arc on the crown of the head increased more than twice, and the thunderclouds in the sky echoed with this were more than twice as heavy, and the left hand pinched the thunder decision, and the mouth silently recited the Tao, only to see a hundred zhang thunder whip stretched out in the sky, and swung down at the giant python, at this time the Taoist priest slowly spoke: "All comfort is vain, when you cross the catastrophe, its cause and effect will fall back in your area, how can those mortals resist." ”

The white python saw the thunder whip, and a trace of fear flashed in his heart.

No way, snakes are naturally afraid of thunder, it's in their nature. There was another deafening roar, and the giant python gave up the snake body in a fighting state, and with a flash of thick white mist, it turned into a wonderful woman who was not covered by clothes. In human form, she was more flexible, so that she could avoid the whipping of the terrifying thunder whip.

The giant python that turned into a human form, with a ruthless beastly intent in its diamond-shaped pupils, stared at the Taoist priest with dark eyes, and laughed angrily: "Okay, good, if a hypocritical Taoist priest like you sits in a high position, then how can this world have a chance for my demon clan to survive, even if I try my life today, I will let you know the price of sanctimony." After speaking, a crystal water character mark appeared on his forehead, and when the water character mark appeared, the entire spiritual lake began to boil, and a large amount of water attribute spiritual energy gathered towards the giant python.

Since the Dao Chief shocked me with the Nine Heavenly Divine Thunder, I had no choice but to let Zhou Tian diffuse the Shui Yuan, let the thunder scatter on the entire battlefield, and I injured a thousand, then the Dao Chief also asked me to return five hundred.

The thunder whip in the sky has never fallen, obviously the function of the yellow talisman is to force the giant python to give up the snake body, and the Taoist priest will naturally not be stupid enough to let his thunder split himself, even if it is a small practice of exchanging small for big. If the demon python in front of him doesn't turn into a human body, he will naturally change it, but if you turn into a human body, the peachwood sword in my hand will taste the taste of snake pills.

Outside the lake, a large number of herdsmen saw the strangeness of the lake, and went out one after another to kneel by the lake. There were quite a few sorcerers in aqua blue robes with a small black moth tattooed on their eyebrows at the sacrificial table, shaking the bells in their hands and chanting some ancient incantations in their mouths, praying for the blessing of their patron saints.

As the number of petitioners grew, some golden particles of faith continued to rise and gather towards the bottom of the lake. Originally, a large part of the undetermined purpose of the faith particles was originally headed towards the white snake, but unfortunately when they just deviated, they were led to the bottom of the lake by a burst of suction, and the source of the group of particles was also the masses, but they were petitioning the lake god who really protected them.

In the center of the war, seeing that the thunder whip did not fall, the Miaoman woman held up the water character seal with both hands, and a majestic water element force burst out, and the soldiers were divided into eight ways, surrounding from the eight directions of the Taoist, as if they were going to trap them in the water prison.

You must know that this Linghu natal water character seal is not as simple as guiding thunder, it is not only a defensive heavy object, but also an offensive heavy weapon.

Seeing that the Taoist priest was about to be trapped by the water prison, his pitch-black pupils began to rotate rapidly, forming two jet-black vortices, every time the vortex speed was one point faster, his figure became transparent, and when the water prison was about to trap him, his figure disappeared, similar to the effect of a earth-shrinking spell.

A moment later, the Taoist priest actually condensed a foot behind the woman. The peach sword in his hand lit up with a yellow glimmer and slashed towards the woman.

The Taoist priest's unreasonable hand caught the giant python that turned into a human body a little off guard, and in a hurry, he had to summon the natal scale armor.

I saw that the diamond-shaped pupils in her eyes dilated, and then a black light appeared in her eyes, and after the black light was swept, white scales rose from the naked jade body, wrapping her body tightly.

It's not that I'm afraid of the spring light leaking, the snake clan has always been charming, how can they care about being looked at during the war, but for defense.

In fact, to deal with those sanctimonious hypocrites, the body is the best thing to interfere with, and the Taoist priest's eyes turned black and he couldn't see anything from the outside world.

Rao is like this, the old peach sword still pierced the woman's scales, bringing a stream of bright blood on its body, as the natal scales were damaged, the woman opened her mouth and spewed out a large stream of blood, and she was seriously injured. The woman knew that if she was invincible, it was impossible for the other party to be soft-hearted, as for escaping, presumably the Taoist priest's magic would definitely be far superior to herself, and her heart gradually became dead. I saw that her natal scales automatically fell off, and the light on her body soared, and she was actually ready to dissolve all her Dao fruits and life, in exchange for the Daoist priest's injury, of course, she would never let the peach sword have a chance to infect her snake pill, so as to go to the next level.

The Taoist priest knew the woman's purpose, took out dozens of sword-like charms from the sachet on his waist, recited the demon decision, let the rune paper cut his wrist, and absorbed the essence of his own blood.

After absorbing enough blood, the rune paper rose with red light, turning into a giant sword of more than ten zhang, emitting red light, pressing towards the woman, as if to use the sword array to forcibly detain the woman, so that the latter could be captured and passed away.

Due to the gap between the Daoist and the opponent's spell, the giant python failed to stir up the storm after all, and was accepted into the sword array by the Taoist priest, ready to refine.

Bu Fanchen looked at this scene attentively, gently stretched out his right hand, and shook it forward, only to see that the sky where the Taoist priest was located collapsed directly, and the Taoist priest was also seriously injured by Bu Fanchen's grip.

did not kill the Taoist priest directly, but after severely injuring the Taoist priest, Bu Fanchen flashed to the center of the lake and released the woman, not choosing to repair the latter's injuries, but pointing to the bottom of the lake with his left hand, and a wisp of golden sword qi ran through the entire lake, tearing the black old Jiao hidden in the depths of the Dragon Palace into two halves.

The Taoist priest came to kill the demon, the real demon is the old Jiao instead of the white python in front of him, the old Jiao naturally wants to be killed, but this white python that connived at the old Jiao was also eliminated by the way.

The white python knew that his old friend Lao Jiao exclusively ate the power of faith in the world, and he never did anything, and his heart was extremely poor, and if he had a little accident one day, he would use that group of innocent human beings as its cause and effect to bear the dojo, and connivance was a big mistake in the eyes of the Taoist.

Although the white python only needs to be transported by water in the spiritual lake and has always protected the human beings around it, isn't it a sin that you, as the true god that people believe in, to let that old python use your reputation to deceive them? Could it be that you, the white python, really think that as long as you are willing to share the blessings and misfortunes with that group of human beings, you can do what you think in your heart? In the end, you are still unwilling to get rid of that dragon and get rid of the huge 10,000.

For the Taoist, this is the original sin, so the white python thinks that the Taoist is sanctimonious, and the Taoist thinks that the white python's heart is like an old Jiao, and then the person who slays the demon, why bother with tenderness.

But Bu Fanchen, who absorbed the particles of faith, did know the reason, and knew that the white python, as the god of the lake, was actually co-dependent with those believers, even if the old Jiao would lead the disaster down in the future, it would be the white python who would die first, and then die the believers, so he took action, as a bystander, he thought that the white python would not die, and the black python would be killed.

Just when he wanted to do something, the dream in the lake shattered like a mirror, and he slowly opened his eyes, and at the same time, in the depths of the plateau, in an ordinary house, an old man and a woman in white smiled similarly, as if they recognized the choice in Bu Fanchen's dream.