Halfway through the night, the wine is not drunk.

Starting from Shi Yuanwei, everyone argued about the fastest in the world.

From goshawks to arrows, from winds to thunder, arguments are hard to come to fruition.

The wine is getting stronger.

Under the octagonal eaves, everyone's small talk became a match.

Zhan Yuanzi released the wine glass, set up a drawing board outside the pavilion, polished the ink, and carefully looked at the bright moon.

Hong Fan watched with him for a while, and when he saw that he didn't mention the pen, he found a high rock a little farther away to sit on.

Looking at the blurred mountains and forests in the distance, he was in a rare daze.

An Ang hiding figure leaned in.

But it's Shi Yuanwei.

"Where did Brother Shi come from?"

Hong Fan didn't look back, and asked leisurely.

"Call from everywhere."

Shi Yuanwei replied instinctively, but he was a little stupid, and sat down cross-legged on the side.

I didn't say anything for a while.

"What's the mother-in-law?"

Hong Fan suddenly laughed.

"Brother Shi is looking for me, have something to say?"

He asked, turning his head.

"Nothing to say......"

Shi Yuanwei was looked at by him, unconsciously turned his eyes, and replied.

But halfway through the words, he stopped himself.

"Yes, indeed."

He swallowed his saliva and plucked up the courage to make eye contact with Hong Fan.

"If you shouldn't ask......"

"Brother Hong, I've been wanting to ask since I came back from Qifeng Mountain, why can you move so fast?"

"The step of chewing bones, even the innate masters of leisure can't chase you!"

As soon as he blurted out the words, Shi Yuanwei's face turned red - asking about other people's killing methods can be regarded as a taboo in Dahua.

"That's what happened."

Hong Fan smiled and didn't care.

"One is to step on the ground, and the other is to help the stars."

"But those two are secondary."

"The most important thing is that I confined the qi in the sand, pressed it to the limit, and then released it at once, creating a strong wind."

Shi Yuanwei was stunned when he heard this.

"So it's the power of the wind?"

"Sure enough, the wind is the fastest ...... in the world"

He sighed with admiration.

After speaking, Shi Yuanwei looked up at the night sky and raised his hand to hold it.

The innate aura mixed with heaven and earth was slightly disturbed.

Eventually, however, he dropped his hand in frustration.

Hong Fan was aware.

"Brother Shi is wrong, the wind is far from the fastest in the world."

He spoke, his tone determined.

Shi Yuanwei immediately looked over.

"There is a strong wind named 'Soaring' above the ocean, destroying the withering and decaying, covering the sky and the sun, and you can walk 1,200 miles in an hour."

Hong Fan recounted.

"But thunder is far faster than the wind, and it can travel five thousand miles in an hour."

"How do you know?"

Shi Yuanwei asked.

"You don't care, I just know."

Hong Fan said with a smile.

"And Ray wasn't fast enough."

"Faster than thunder are electricity and light!"

Shi Yuanwei was happy - his nickname was 'Electric Stone Fire'.

"How fast is electricity and light?"

He asked.

"One in 7,200 in an hour, electric light can go out of 600,000 miles."

Hong Fan replied in a deep voice.

"Incredible......

Shi Yuanwei's voice trembled.

"How can it be so fast? Heaven, man, and martial saints can't compare ......"

Hong Fan laughed when he heard this: "But electricity and light are not the fastest. ”

"What else could be faster?"

Shi Yuanwei hurriedly asked, losing his former calmness, like a child.

"Of course it's on our minds."

Hong Fan said in a half-truthful tone.

"Close your eyes with me."

"If you read in the mountains, you will reach the mountains, if you read the moon, if you read the rivers and seas, you will reach the rivers and seas;"

"If you read on the other side, you will reach the ...... on the other side"

The words were gone, and both of them opened their eyes.

"The wind, thunder, and lightning that I just mentioned, where can we be as fast as our thoughts?"

Hong Fan laughed.

Shi Yuanwei was infected by it, and he couldn't help but be excited.

"Brother Shi, I also have a question."

Hong Fan turned his head to look at him.

"According to the "Yanliu Gong" in our clan, a martial artist in the power realm must enter the realm of sympathy between heaven and man, and must perceive the innate aura;

To enter the innate realm, you must tame the innate aura. ”

"But so?"

"That's true."

Shi Yuanwei replied seriously.

"The same is true of the Divine Code of Conduct......

At this moment, Hong Fan's face sank, and he asked suddenly.

"How can you tame fear in your heart?"

Shi Yuanwei's smile was broken, and his mind was empty.

When he came back to his senses, Hong Fan had already gone away, only the long wind pushed the grass waves, galloping all the way to the end of the boundless.

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The stones fall into the lake and ripple in circles.

The withered yellow reeds were trampled down by the boots, revealing Bai Jiaci's back squatting on the stone.

"Why are you hiding here alone?"

Hong Fan said.

"What do you want?"

"I'm thinking about the rest of my life."

Bai Jiaci replied, looking back sideways, revealing half of his face.

"It's not worth thinking about, but lately I've been thinking about it non-stop."

Hong Beom saw him laughing.

"What I think about the most is the Mingyue Tower of the Qiqiao Festival."

Bai Jiaci said softly.

"When I stepped on the white marble steps, I encountered Liu Xingxian;"

"Sitting on the third floor, listening to Jiang Wenbai's contempt for Ti Ride......"

Hong Fan stood silently and did not answer.

Bai Jiaci then half-turned around.

"Hong Fan, what was I like in your eyes at that time?"

He asked in a loud voice.

"There are a lot of concerns."

Hong Fan pondered for a moment and replied.

"Between you and me, why do you need to be so elegant?"

Bai Jiaci grinned, his tone reproachful.

"I'm not worried, I'm afraid."

He said, a slight look of confusion on his face.

"I'm not afraid of death."

"If I'm afraid of death, I won't come to ride."

"But when I see those high-ranking nobles and Zhumen mansions, I will still be afraid."

Bai Jiaci looked at the lake.

The stones have long since sunk to the bottom, but the waves are still there.

"I don't know when it started, maybe I left the Spirit Dog Gate, maybe I came to Xijing, I began to be afraid of others looking at me, afraid of those eyes that gathered."

"At first, I thought it was because I was born poor and my eyes were too shallow."

"But when I heard you coming, I figured it out - it's because I don't like myself from the bottom of my heart."

Hong Fan breathed a little heavier and wanted to interject, but was stopped by raising his hand.

"Hong Fan, what do you think of my martial arts talent?"

Bai Jiaci asked.

"Good."

Hong Fan replied.

"Fortune tellers are far better than me - if you have obtained the second-grade exercises, you should be able to climb the ladder of heaven and achieve innateness."

He made this evaluation sincerely.

is also twenty years old, Chi Xinchi has just broken through to the same vein, and belongs to the leader of the second echelon of Jinhai City's contemporary team.

At the same age, Bai Jiaci practiced weaker exercises, but he already had the realm of the four veins.

Compared with Hong Sheng, it is only one step worse.

"You should be right, and I thought so."

Bai Jiaci laughed.

"I entered the Spirit Dog Sect at the age of thirteen and worked as a miscellaneous disciple for two years before I came into contact with martial arts."

"At that time, the brothers and sisters just started to go on a small Sunday, wear the same clothes, and eat the same meal; Every time there is a benefit, everyone can't help but imagine which martial arts scripture will be transferred to in the future, and what kind of nickname will be taken on the Tianjiao list......"

He looked at the full moon, as if he saw the faces that had been with him for a while.

"In everyone's eyes, they are the ones who are different."

Bai Jiaci recalled.

"Unfortunately, it's just a delusion."

"Childhood stupidity is a layer of protection."

"But man grows up."

He looked up, reached out and rubbed his eyes.

"There will come a time when reality will slash my skin and reveal the bleak ordinariness within."

Bai Jiaci said, turning his head abruptly.

"Hong Fan, for me, you are the knife."

Hong Fan was shocked when he heard this.

"That night, the Bai family's noble son lost his scalp, and the Bai family's Hanmen lost his illusion."

Bai Jiaci's voice choked with joy.

"By dawn, I had figured it out."

"Not everyone can make it to the end of the martial arts."

"Not everyone can reach the ceiling of talent."

"Hong Fan, I don't know when your moment will come - maybe never......"

"But mine is already here!"

At this moment, he calmly looked at his teammates and shed tears.

Hong Fan Qiang held on and didn't turn his eyes, searching his stomach for comfort.

But before he could speak, Bai Jiaci had wiped away his tears and turned back.

"Don't worry about me."

He propped his hands back on the rocks and looked at the Milky Way in the lake and the grass on the river.

"It's not my weakness that bothers me."

"I have always looked down on myself because I will always be the one who drags others down - drags down my parents, younger siblings, Siye, Ruyi, ......"

"Drag you down."

When Hong Fan heard this, he finally couldn't hold it back, and he had to speak no matter what.

"Everyone, Jiaci, everyone has a process of growth......"

"How can there be shade before the seedlings become trees?"

He was unusually distracted.

"I know."

Bai Jiaci was relieved.

"But I can't wait."

He stood up suddenly, took a sharp sip of wine, brewed deeply, and then exhaled the turbid air that had been pressed in his chest for half a lifetime.

"When a warrior enters the realm of chaos, it is like a hugging tree, which is enough to be a pillar of the court."

Bai Jiaci said firmly.

"It's almost dawn."

He threw the flask into the lake and turned to look at Hong Fan with a relieved smile on his face.

"Let's go back to the Flower Pavilion."

The hour has come, and the night is fading into the sky.

When the two returned to the corner pavilion, the wine jar was mostly empty.

On the drawing paper, the water and mountains are already there, and the grass carpet is also out of shape, only the full moon and the starry sky are not yet finished.

Time ticks.

The brush was more urgent, but it was too late to catch up.

"Alas, how fast is a good night, I can't catch up with ......"

Zhan Yuanzi recognized the facts and was deflated.

"It's all a mistake with drinking!"

He grumbled angrily.

Inside the pavilion, Lu Yunshi, who was leaning on the fence, laughed when he saw this.

"The moon is setting today, waiting for tomorrow, why complain about Du Kang?"

"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and today's moon is different from the past!"

Zhan Yuanzi retorted.

"So what?"

Lu Yunshi waved his hand drunkenly.

"If it doesn't work tomorrow, wait until next year!"

Zhan Yuanzi saw the drunkard appearance of the people in the pavilion, and he didn't bother to speak again.

At this moment, the corners of his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Everyone, it's dawn!"

Shi Yuanwei, who had watched the autumn wind for half a night, pointed to the east, and the sound was like a bell.

When everyone ate and drank, they immediately woke up for a few minutes and looked into the distance.

On the horizon, the sun emerged from the stratus clouds, revealing a corner.

All things are manifested in the light.

Mountains outline the shape.

The water shimmered.

The grass by the lake is half-withered.

There is a forest outside the grass.

Hong Fan Zhan looked over and saw the autumn leaves like fire, burning all the way to the sky.

It also burned into everyone's hearts.

So he raised his glass.

"Drink together!"

A loud shout shook away the twilight qi.

Everyone was shocked, opened a new jar of wine, and drank it to its full.

The osmanthus wine entered the throat, and the fierce went down, but the morning sun came up completely.

The brilliant golden light crossed the Lianhua Pavilion and spread out along the official road towards the distance.

Under the glow, Yuan Xuesong and Yan Yulin sang the folk songs of Xijing.

"There is a dream of meeting each other, and the horse's hooves outside the door have moved.

The song of resentment is left to be listened to when drunk, and the distance is unbearable. ”

On the easel is the unfinished Mid-Autumn Festival night moon.

In front of the easel is Hong Fan holding the shoulders of Zhan Yuanzi and Bai Jiaci.

Wu Ruyi sat on the steps of the pavilion and clapped his hands until they were red.

"Tonight, the wind and the moon know who is the same, and the sound of the pipa is on the phoenix."

"There is nothing in life that is more affectionate, the river is not deep, the mountains are not heavy, ......"

Singing and laughter are in the air.

Last night and last night, they had not yet drunk their wine.

There is no end in sight to their road today.

PS：

The Xijing folk song used is Zhang Xian's "Magnolia Flower and Sun Gong Su Bei Anlu Pan Tan Tune"

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Today, 360 suddenly made an automatic screensaver for the computer, or is it an advertisement (what a bold monetization method)......

I didn't know how to set it up for a long time.,Just uninstall and restart.,And then I found that the detailed outline of the word repair was not saved.。

Listen to me, thank you......

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There is a lack of foreshadowing between several parts of this chapter, but considering the tone of the online text, I still chose to simplify it as much as possible.

The second volume is considered a mid-game at this point, and Hong Fan should have saved almost all the cards in his hand.

After that, the second half.

(End of chapter)