This is the first time that Liu Jingxun has brought the Terrans from the east to the Two Realms Mountain.

Liu Guzhou and Cao Feng are like entering the Grand View Garden, going to the fields for a while, and going to the wine shop for a while.

And Liu Jingxun was sitting on the first floor of the bamboo building, smiling and preparing to eat.

Bai Xiaocongee squatted at the door, looking at the two who didn't know it, but the more he looked at the green-shirted swordsman, the more familiar he became, the swords on his back were so similar to the big brother's canoe, they looked similar, and the sound was even more similar. The most important thing is that the surname is Liu!

Looking at it, Bai Xiaocongee ran into the bamboo building with a swish, and asked in a low voice, "Big brother, is that your relative?" The gatekeepers didn't come up before, and the person you said was very powerful, you didn't let them come!"

Liu Jingxun smiled: "It's a relative."

And the two who were hanging out outside were also chatting together at the moment.

Cao Feng lowered his voice and pointed to the bottom of the sea in the west, his voice trembling: "Mr. Liu, take a look! There are mountains of corpses under the bottom of the sea, look at the breath, the lowest is your realm!"

Liu Guzhou's expression was indifferent, and he said casually, "What's all the fuss about? Didn't you say he's been here for more than 60,000 years? A person who can live for more than 60,000 years, you say that he can slap me to death, I believe it."

Cao Feng sighed, "The point is, why do you look so similar? Especially the voice, if I close my eyes, I can't tell who's talking."

Liu Guzhou smiled and said softly, "Don't make a fuss, I guess it's my predecessor in the lineage of gatekeepers." Ancestors! Looks like it, it should be."

Inside the bamboo building, Liu Jingxun squirted out a sip of wine. xь.

Liu Jingxuan heard the two of them talking very clearly, and they didn't dare to talk nonsense! Isn't it a mess?

However, it seems that his father's swim against the current was not after being rescued by Huang Long, but in his first life.

And it seems that the Taoist age is only thirty years.

At the age of thirty, he is Da Luo Jinxian...... This talent really can't be compared.

When the two came back from a trip, Liu Jingxun's food was already on the table.

Looking at the wine piled up on the table, Liu Guzhou grinned and said, "Senior Chiting, I have a good amount of alcohol, if you hold back and get drunk with me, it is estimated that it will not work."

Liu Jingxun smiled, "I don't drink much, what about Brother Cao?"

Cao Feng sneered: "Me? I'm average, you have fun, I'll come less."

A drink, and it's time to drink.

As a result, where can the amount of alcohol practiced in tens of thousands of years be compared with Liu Guzhou, who is only in his thirties?

When his son drank his father straight under the table, Cao Feng didn't dare to lean in front of the table.

A meal of wine was drunk from the afternoon to midnight, and in the end, it was Liu Jingxun who helped Liu Guzhou up to the second floor.

Liu Jingxun sat on the edge of the bed, looked at his young father, and couldn't help but smile.

looks like this, neither of us father and son are handsome, but why did you deceive my mother?

A moment later, Liu Jingxun walked down the bamboo building, and Cao Feng was standing under the begonia tree, seemingly sobering up.

Liu Jingxun stepped forward and poured another sip of wine before saying, "Next time you see me, try not to be too surprised, it's best not to let me see that you are surprised."

Cao Feng burped and wondered, "What do you mean by this?"

Liu Jingxun waved his hand, "It's boring, just remember."

When the seniors spoke, Cao Feng naturally didn't dare not remember it, although he didn't know what it was for, he still remembered it in his heart.

Liu Jingxun was also thinking, who was the one who knocked Cao Feng's stuffy stick later? Is it a mother?

With nothing to do, Liu Jingxun asked what had happened in Middle-earth recently.

So Cao Feng told the three strangest people he had met in the past few years, and Liu Jingxun listened to it, and his mouth grew.

The three patriarchs of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism have been born now?

Does Niu Hezhou already have a Vulture Mountain? Has Dao Ancestor ever gone west? Did the scholar begin to travel around the world?

Over the years, Liu Jingxun

For the first time, I felt that history was real, and it was no longer a nine days of Yi shooting, nor was it angry and untouchable.

After pouring another sip of wine, Liu Jingxun inadvertently raised his head, but saw a full moon hanging high.

So he asked, "What month is it?"

Cao Feng hurriedly replied, "August, August 15!"

Liu Jingxun muttered, "August 15, August 15."

It was her birthday!

I don't know how she is, I don't know if the two girls accompanied their sister on her birthday, and I don't know how the eldest and second are now.

Thinking of this, Liu Jingxuan suddenly turned his head and pressed Cao Feng's shoulder.

It was also at this time that Liu Jingxuan understood what this guy meant by hugging his thighs back then. The so-called thighs have never been sword spirits, but themselves!

Cao Feng was taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "Senior, is there something?"

Liu Jingxun nodded, thought about it again, and then said, "When you encounter a Tianyan number in the future, see if you can help a person live a few more days, try as much as possible, if you really can't do it, then forget it."

Cao Feng cried with a sad face, "Can the seniors make it clearer?"

Liu Jingxuan just smiled and said, "When you meet in the future, you will figure it out."

After saying that, Liu Jingxuan looked at the sky again, picked up his crooked mouth and took a sip of wine.

Someone once said that history is a drama of light and shadow for us, and we are also a drama of light and shadow for the future. Since it's all a play, are we real?

went against the current, until now, Liu Jingxun had an answer.

We are real, and every moment we spend is real. ……

It was August 15 of another year, but it was becoming more and more deserted on the starling mountain.

But today, a woman who has been traveling for more than ten years has returned.

As soon as I entered the Qingbai Inn, I smelled a smell of meat. She straightened her face suddenly, glared at Wuqiu, and asked, "What's the matter?" Are you bullies?"

Wuqiu didn't understand it all of a sudden, even though he was no longer wooden, but his brain still turned a little slower.

So Wuqiu replied, "But...... But the white beans have already started to eat meat."

Liuyang frowned, "What?!"

At this time, Yu He walked in and recounted what happened that year.

Somehow, when Liu Yang heard Yu He say that it was Bai Xiaodou himself who said that he was stewing a bowl of meat, he suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

It's like when I was a child, I obviously didn't like to eat mushrooms, but I couldn't eat anything else, and the rest were wild mushrooms picked in the mountains. One day, there was really nothing to eat, so my father and mother locked the rice noodles in the cabinet, and she could only soak the dried mushrooms in water and cook them for herself. She hated eating mushrooms the most, but at that time, if she didn't eat them, she wouldn't have to eat them.

So for so many years, going back to Guolao County from Qingxing Mountain is almost a matter of moving his legs, and Liuyang never thought about going over.

Even she forgot what her original surname was, she really forgot it, and it was hard to forget.

Liuyang took a sip of wine, nodded and said, "I know, Wuqiu, I'm sorry."

After saying a word of sorry, Liuyang went to Chi Dusk Peak.

Over the years, I have traveled all over Jiuzhou, found some boxes of niche wine, and went to taste it for the mountain owner.

She sat under the begonia tree and was silent for a long time, and finally grinned and said softly, "Mountain Lord, I have gathered the three flowers, and I am confident that I will break through the realm within forty years!" Actually, I don't know what's going on, so I'm confused, so the three flowers are on top."

Liuyang was talking to himself with a bunch of wine jugs under the begonia tree, and there was another person at the Qingbai Inn.

He was a one-armed young man riding a black donkey.

When he entered, he smelled the same meat, but he didn't say anything.

Wuqiu blushed, although time has passed, he is still embarrassed.

After being silent for a long time, Wuqiu still asked, "Tan Tu...... Still alive

Angry?"

Zhao Changsheng smiled, shook his head, and said, "No, but she said that she would only come back if she helped Sanchaxia cultivate a climbing monk. I'm just here to see, you're busy, I'll go...... I'm going to see the lord of the mountain." Xiu Shu

Seeing that Zhao Changsheng had already gone out, Wuqiu finally mustered up his courage and shouted loudly, "I'm sorry!"

Zhao Changsheng raised his left hand and waved, "What are you still remembering about what has been in the past a long time ago?"

Zhao Changsheng released the black donkey and walked to the begonia tree of Chi Dusk Peak by himself. At the same time, a young girl in the loach lake was also climbing the mountain, heading to the twilight peak.

In fact, it was not only them who came back, but also Zhang Wuwei.

In that Xiancao Mountain, Zhang Wuwei and Shu Ke sat together, and the two looked at the young people who had returned to their hometowns one after another.

Shu Ke said with a smile: "It seems that they have all had some opportunities, Zhao Changsheng has already ascended the building, and Liuyang has also gathered three flowers."

Zhang Wuwei took a sip of wine and said softly, "I have gained everything, but in the past ten years outside, I have not received anything except for some news from ancient times."

After Shu Ke was silent for a while, he raised his head and said softly, "I...... I seem to know something, but I can't remember. Over the past few years, I have always had a vague feeling that I have met the Pavilion Master for a long time, and the Pavilion Master has taught me to make wine, and I have also met the Mountain Master for a long time, but I really can't remember when I met."

Zhang Wuwei smiled: "If you can't think of it, forget it, maybe it's your past life."

"If you can't remember, forget it? Zhang Daochang is really open-minded, so Zhang Daochang really can't think of anything? The gatekeepers, Jianghu people, and wayfinders of the three divisions each have nine terms, and my second uncle, Zhang Daochang, and the godfather are all ninth. Zhang Daochang wouldn't think that you were really born 6,000 years ago, right?"

Zhao Sisi smiled and fell to the ground, and for a while, the entire Xiancao Mountain was filled with the breath of yellow springs.

Zhang Wuwei frowned and said in a deep voice, "What do you mean by this?"

Zhao Sisi said indifferently: "It's nothing, I just think that the Hundred Flowers Fairy and the people in the rivers and lakes should think about something."

Zhang Wuwei looked at Zhao Sisi and asked, "Does it have anything to do with him?"

Zhao Sisi smiled and said softly, "Daochang Zhang, Miss Shu Ke, the mountain people of Qingxing Mountain, including Zhao Changsheng's black donkey, and Tu Mountain Ballad. The reason why these eight adults can get together is not because they have fate, but because of real cause and effect."

Because it was planted a long, long time ago, everyone gathered together, and it was fruit.