Bei Mingxiu opened the stopper of the wine gourd, poured some of the entrances slightly, tasted it for a while, and said, "There is Xuanbing Grass in this wine?"

Ming Dao nodded and said, "Xuanbing Bicao Wine, since you guessed it, you don't need to say it." ”

The Northern Meditation Cultivator nodded silently.

Xuanbing grass is not an ordinary herb, they generally grow in the depths of the cave in the extremely cold place, the number is extremely rare, ordinary people only need to take one plant, the whole body will be cold, the physique is slightly weak, and even freeze to death. As a medicinal material, only some experienced and skilled physicians dare to prescribe Xuanbing grass into the prescription without a better choice, but for some practitioners who practice cold skills, the powder of Xuanbing grass has a great effect on their cultivation, and for the Northern Meditation cultivators who have practiced the cold qi of the Northern Underworld since childhood, the wine brewed with one or even several pillars of Xuanbing Grass is definitely a real tonic, which not only contains the medicinal power of Xuanbing Grass with the warmth of the wine, but also allows the medicinal power of Xuanbing Grass to be integrated into the Northern Darkness Cold Qi more quickly.

No more, no less, just a gourd. The medicinal power of this gourd Xuanbing Bicao wine is just in line with his current cultivation, and it will not be wasted and cause damage to the foundation, nor will it be insufficient to have a lack of stamina and effect.

Bei Ming Xiu only took a sip, and he could already roughly judge this fact, and a warm smile appeared on his face.

This smile hadn't appeared on his face for a long time.

The person who made this gourd Xuanbing and green grass wine could only be Long Yao, and only Long Yao could make such a gourd bells and whistles wine for him so symptomatically.

After all, there are still people who care about him.

He raised his head and drank the gourd Xuanbing and green grass wine, but when the wine was finished, he coughed lightly.

Ming Dao smiled: "It's rare to see you look like your master." ”

Bei Mingxiu didn't answer, he was still coughing.

Ming Dao stretched out his hand against the back of Bei Ming Xiu's heart, and frowned slightly: "The injuries left behind when I returned home are not healed?"

Bei Ming Xiu covered his mouth and said, "It's good morning, it's just a hurry." ”

"Uncle Shi, you still want to ask me about my experience these days. ”

"How can you not ask?" Ming Dao patted his thigh and said, "Look at your current reputation." ”

Bei Ming Xiu said: "It's been stinking for several years, and there's nothing to worry about. ”

Ming Dao sighed, took out another wine gourd, took a sip of wine, and said, "When I just came back, I bumped into you being besieged by the three guys who returned home. ”

The Northern Meditation Cultivator listened quietly and did not interrupt Ming Dao's words.

"At that time, I watched your shot from afar, and felt that there was a bit of a taste, those three guys couldn't handle you, so I didn't make a move, I wanted to see how you killed those three guys. ”

Speaking of this, Ming Dao paused, as if he was waiting for someone to interface.

Bei Ming Xiu reluctantly spoke: "It did take some effort to kill them. ”

"Yes, you did win beautifully at that time, and the sword in your hand was perfectly matched with the formation laid down, although the combined attack of those three guys was a bit of a doorway, you still inevitably found the flaws and killed them one by one. Ming Dao frowned and said, "But not long after that, I heard that you destroyed the Manmen who returned home, but in that battle, they actually took the initiative to find you." ”

Ming Dao's throat moved, and he took another sip, and there was a little more mockery in his words: "The ambushed became the ambushed, what a mess." ”

"That's why you will find me after that, uncle. ”

Bei Ming Xiu said: "But to a certain extent, it's not too much to say that I destroyed their door, killing these three immortals, there are many small and old people looking for me to take revenge." ”

Speaking of this, the warmth in Bei Mingxiu's original smile had long since disappeared, leaving only a touch of coldness.

"Although my cultivation is not as good as theirs, it is not so easy to be killed. ”

"I've always thought you're the least likely of the three of you to die. Ming Dao nodded, "But do you know what happened when you returned home after you left?" ”

Bei Mingxiu sneered and said, "I didn't see it, I guessed it." ”

He closed his eyes, as if he could see the skyrocketing fire in the courtyard where he had returned home.

The number of people who saw this fire was countless, but all they could see was a group of men in black, and as for the mastermind behind the men in black, it was naturally him—who else would do it except that he had the motive to destroy and return home? Even if it wasn't him, what fool would be so boring and bold?

The Northern Meditation didn't want to argue about anything about this world.

He argued, it was useless, everyone's impression of him had already been set, it was better to continue to live his life, but if any sewage was poured on him, he would not sit idly by and ignore some sewage that really got into his eyes.

He opened his eyes, looked at Ming Dao, and said, "Uncle Shi, what are they doing?"

Today, the people in the Holy Pavilion set up a bureau in Momei Villa, and offended Wu'an Sword Peak and Momei Villa in one go, and the already fragile peace agreement was directly torn up - after Sima Wuhua died, this agreement had already become an empty letter, but the Holy Pavilion was so arrogant and directly attacked Momei Villa, which was definitely not something Shang Yunjian and Momen Bazi could allow.

But even in this case, Ming Dao was still the only one who came to Momei Villa, and before he came, he specially invited him to act together.

Even the safety of Momei Villa could only be ignored, thinking that they had not appeared on this continent for several years, and what they were doing now was absolutely important.

He really wanted to know.

Ming Dao smiled dumbly and said, "No wonder you agreed so happily, and you didn't ask any details." ”

Bei Ming Xiu said seriously: "I just want to know the truth. ”

Ming Dao smiled and said, "Now you, it's better not to know." ”

Bei Ming Xiu said: "I can remember it, you know that I have a good mentality. ”

Ming Dao suddenly straightened his face and said, "No." ”

"Oh. ”

Bei Mingxiu shook his head slightly, and continued to digest the medicinal power and wine power of Xuanbing Bicao Wine, and a slight red appeared on his face: "If you don't say it, forget it." ”

Ming Daoqi said: "Why?"

Beiming Cultivator said: "If I coerce, my master will not let me go." ”

"So you're still trying to threaten me. Ming Dao laughed and said, "Good boy, you are so bold." ”

Bei Mingxiu did not continue to answer.

Ming Dao didn't want to say, he couldn't ask, and the effect of the Xuanbing Bicao Wine had been fully revealed, and there was now a cold flow inside his body, which was moisturizing his limbs, although it was a cold cold, it gave him an extremely warm feeling.

He must completely channel this cold qi in his body and absorb the effect of the wine to the extreme, otherwise he will waste Shi Niang's hard work.

He closed his eyes and didn't say anything, but the red on his face became more and more intense, and after a while, he tilted his head, and he was drunk directly.

The power of Xuanbi Bicao wine is already fused in the cold air, and it is difficult to perceive, and the Northern Meditation Cultivator uses Xuanbi Bicao wine to benefit itself, but the amount of wine is not very good, and the sip just now is a little stronger, which is why the current situation has appeared.

Ming Dao looked at his appearance and smiled helplessly.

Now that the Northern Meditation Cultivator has become much less talkative, he has completely lost the sense of detachment that occasionally revealed in his calmness at the beginning.

In the past four years, this junior has probably suffered much more pressure than him.

Now that I'm drunk, it's okay to at least be able to rest for a while.

Ming Dao slowly got up and moved his gaze to Momei Villa.

The swords in the Canglang Sword Array were still hovering in mid-air, except for a few wails of Terran cultivators, there was silence in the mountains.

Bai Wuxin still sat on the ground, bowing his head slightly, as if he was asleep, and from a distance it looked like a handicraft made of white porcelain.

Ming Dao only glanced at it, and then withdrew his gaze.

This woman is much stronger than him and the guy who was just killed by him and the Northern Immortal Cultivator, even if he quietly attacked with the Blood Demon Sword in his heyday, it would be impossible for him to succeed, and even if he succeeded, he would be killed by her backhand blow, and he would not be able to die together.

Ming Dao smiled bitterly and continued to breathe and recuperate.

On a huge hill, only the two of them, Bei Ming Xiu and Ming Dao, sat opposite each other, as if everything around them had stood still.

This stillness suddenly shattered after a while.

Countless clear sword sounds broke the silence of the mountains on the shores of Xizi Lake.

Ming Dao suddenly got up, and then laughed out loud again: "Good job." ”

In the Momei Villa, Ji Xiao flew back to Yao Chongzhihai, although his tone was slightly dissatisfied, the joy in it could not be concealed.

Yao Chong and Mo Qing glanced at each other, and after a brief exchange of sights, Yao Chong stretched out his hand, held a sword in his hand, and waved it in the direction of Bai Wuxin.

At this moment, ten thousand swords rang out in unison.

Bai Wuxin got up slowly, and there was a battle intent on his face.

"Canglang Sword Formation?"

"Come on. ”