The water is sparkling, the spirit mist is mottled, the scarlet moonlight is extraordinarily gentle, the jade green leaves are rustling, and everything is quiet and peaceful.

Luoyang in the pool is like sitting on pins and needles, he can breathe freely in the pool water, is he still human?

Fear, worry, uneasiness, but helplessness.

The pool water is warm, like a mother's embrace, soothing the weak and tired heart.

All the uneasiness slowly dissipated, and the drowsiness came like a tide, easily destroying all the persistence in Luoyang......

He slept soundly, and even had a sweet dream, in which there were Nannuo, Kunlun, and the prosperity of the world that many people longed for.

Seeing that Luoyang was asleep, Donghuang Fang Shuo turned over, raised his hand to set up a formation to seal the pool water, took out some herbs and began to alchemy, Xiao Jinwu had to eat and sleep well, as long as he left his heart, no matter how much he struggled, it was useless.

After experiencing the battle of the Six Realms, the Eastern Emperor Fang Shuo was light on the face of the human race, full of greed and false races, and could not tolerate aliens.

"Donghuang Fang Shuo!"

Butterfly Zimo's low roar echoed in the ghost vine forest, and the Eastern Emperor Fang Shuo temporarily put away the Dan furnace, and appeared in front of Butterfly Zimo with a chuckle, looking at the ghost girl with angry eyes, chuckling calmly.

"What's the matter? Isn't the deal between you and me completed? You and I don't owe each other, now it's a deal between me and Luoyang, are you going to stop me?"

"Don't dare, I'm just curious, haven't you already gone to reincarnation? Why are you here?"

"The magic power of the demon clan is beyond what you can guess, and the Fa of the small soul phantom body is not a superb means. ”

As he spoke, the golden crow raised his head unruly, and the demon fire surged and converged, quietly dispelling the mirage in the forest, and surrounding the butterfly purple foam and Chi Lian in the middle, and the blazing flames surged, making Chi Lian feel a little breathless.

"Thousand Stars Xiangyu!"

Butterfly Zimo narrowed her eyes, flicked her jade fingers, and Chi Lian opened her bow and arrows without hesitation, and the rain of fine arrows fell into the sea of fire, and dozens of fire crows fell into the sky.

The hoarse roar became even more harsh, and the golden fireworks gradually turned black, clinging to the purple light outside the butterfly's purple foam, burning wildly.

"Damn brute, give me death!"

Seeing that the butterfly purple foam was in a critical situation, Chi Lian roared and continued to open his bow, arrows rained down, and the fire crow could not be cut down, and the fireworks were like ink, devouring the limited space.

The sun is rising, and the distant clouds are rendered golden.

Ten miles of peach blossoms, lush forests and bamboos, seven or eight antique small buildings scattered between the mountains, the morning bell rang, and the mountain fog rose and fell with the sound of Lang Lang's book.

Under the peach tree, the haggard scholar who had meditated all night resolutely fell and sealed the two white seeds in the corner.

The master leaning on the peach tree got up slowly, stroked his white beard with a smile, raised his hand and lifted up the wide plain white sleeved robe, the white son fell, and the chaotic situation in the eyes of the handsome scholar suddenly became clear.

"Ziyou, you lost again......"

The master smiled and took off a stocking and threw it under the tree, and the grass around him withered a little, and the flowers were discolored.

The corners of Ziyou's mouth twitched, sealing his sense of smell with spiritual power, pinching the cuff of his socks with his thumb and index finger, turning around and breaking through the air.

After a while, Ziyou, who had changed his clothes, returned to the academy, carrying a washed and dried stocking in his hand, and respectfully handed it to the master.

The master smiled and dressed, held a few chess pieces, and planned to guess first.

Ziyou licked his lips, hooked the corners of his mouth, and said firmly: "Single!"

"It's a single again, can't you guess a double? It's true that the first strike is strong, but the first move will often reveal the flaws first, it's not a good thing to be too sharp, you look at the disciple of the old man Qingxu, the back hand is invincible, and it will be majestic when you listen to it!"

The master casually threw the two chess pieces in his hand back to the chess box, and the child fell like a fly, and he was sure of winning!

As long as the attack is strong enough, why bother with defense?

People's energy is limited, it is impossible to cover everything, the academy has no variables, rather than passively seeking opportunities, Ziyou is more willing to take the initiative, take precautions, and kill everything in advance.

"It's so fast, okay, that's the division and I'll fight fast today!"

The master grabbed a chess piece and landed quickly, Ziyou's eyes gradually lit up, and the corners of his mouth rose, this is his favorite rhythm, attack, as long as he is attacking, he has never lost, even if he is facing his own teacher, it is the master who knows everything.

The black and white sons scrambled to land on the eighteen vertical and horizontal chessboards, the orange and yellow chessboards were gradually filled with black and white, the master gradually frowned, and the sunspots in his hands could not fall for a long time.

"Hmph, count you kid lucky!"

Throwing away the chess pieces, the master said with some depression, he is willing to gamble and lose, he is ready to help the apprentice wash his socks, but fortunately, Ziyou is a cleanliness habit, if it is a sloppy Ziyu, it will be an old life!

"Master, I don't need you to wash my socks, I want to ask you something!"

Ziyou slowly gathered the chess pieces on the chessboard, thoughtfully, the master's frowning brows stretched, he felt that the pores were unobstructed, his body and mind were happy, and he said with a smile: "Just say it!"

"The disciple heard that the emperors are all atmospheric luckers, I look at the luck of the world, and only Luoyang can't see the luck, is he the emperor?"

"The emperors of the people are all atmospheric transporters, but not all the atmospheric transporters are the emperors of the people, the contemporary emperor is not you Luoyang, he is the last bottom line in the world, the lone hero in the night, and the killing god in front of the realm. ”

"The evil cultivator has already moved to Luoyang with murderous intentions, this time Luo Tian's secret realm is a big trap, I can't understand Li Qinyue's move, I know that there are tigers in the mountains and are biased towards the tiger mountains, is there a book of heaven in the Luo Tian secret realm that is not a fixed number, let Luoyang take this risk, is it worth it?"

"It's worth it, the jade is not cut, it is not a weapon, what is this bit of wind and waves? Compared to what he has experienced and what he will face in the future, these are not worth mentioning at all!"

The master stroked his beard, stared at the moving peach blossoms, smiled, and raised his brows with joy, like this four-season flower, extremely moving.

"Don't forget that little cub is still thinking about Nanli's precious girl! ”

"Then when does Master plan to really bring the Human Emperor under his door?"

"When he comes to me......"

"You may not be able to catch a big fish with bait, and you still want to fish for a real dragon without bait?

"Hmph, what do you bastard know, how do you know that I don't have bait on my hook?"

"I ......"

Ziyou was speechless, searching his intestines and scraping his stomach to find an excuse, but he was not a disciple of Ming, and his mouth was stupid.

"Go on!"

The master sneered and grabbed a chess piece, the so-called "good things come in pairs".

Since the eldest disciple likes to strike first, he just wants Bai Ziyou to hold chess in the back, it is Kunlun who fights the world, and it is the academy that guards Anbang.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Luoyang opened his eyes, looked at the withered flowers, sat down cross-legged, and silently recited the Sutra of Tranquility to calm down the throbbing heart.

The sword, go light and spiritual, retract and release, show it to the void, open it to benefit, then to hair, first to, smooth retrograde, shaped like a swimming dragon, the sword goes to the front, is the immortal of a hundred weapons.

People have six desires, if they use their bodies to resist the sword, they act because of their desires, and they will not be thought around, evil thoughts will destroy the spirit, and the fairy sword will not be immortal.

The sword is moved by the heart, if the sword is made by the heart, the sword is from the heart, a blade is self-disciplined, a blade is the enemy, the heart is right, the sword is right, you can be honest with the sword, you can be loyal to the heart, it is the right way of the sword.