Baoxin Island, outside the southeast Funiu Mountain, on the ten-mile slope, there is an old locust tree, which is tall and thick, and the branches are luxuriant. The mountain breeze is bleak, and a piece of wine with red letters on a white background is picked out from the branches and leaves in mid-air, flying and rolling. Under the guise of wine, there are three or four bamboo buildings, connected by stone paths or bamboo corridors in the middle, which seem to be quiet, but there is a noisy sound and the aroma of spirits.

Wuxu and Zhang Ruoyue sat on two big stones a few miles away. Both of them were more confident in their ability to restrain their breath, and boasted that they would not be detected by the people in the three or four bamboo buildings. In addition, the grass around them was dense and dense, and the two of them did not lay any more restrictions, and even talked in a low voice from time to time.

The golden afterglow became lighter and fainter, the insects and birds in the wind chirped more, and the figures became longer and longer, and the two unconsciously stopped chatting and became silent, quietly looking at the old locust tree in front of them.

People say that people are old and fine, this tree is similar, grow to the present, the wrinkled bark, even faint a little tender green, the trunk is no longer straight up, towering to the sky, but old and pretty, obliquely born many branches, looking from afar, like a giant umbrella that can shelter from the wind and rain, and like a vigorous and charming thousand-year-old welcome pine.

Suddenly, a strong wind sounded, and a figure like a big bird swept over the heads of Wuxu and Zhang Ruoyue, and disappeared under the old locust tree. After a while, one after another, there were several more figures, and so on.

Zhang Ruoyue couldn't help but wave her hand, laying down an enchantment that concealed and isolated the aura, and then said to Wuxu, "How do these people stink? Killing such a person really dirties this girl's hands." ”

Wuxu smiled slightly, "Don't be nervous. ”

Zhang Ruoyue opened her eyes and glared at Wuxu, and shouted in a low voice, "It's not that this girl hasn't killed anyone, what are you nervous about?!"

Wuxu smiled again, "Ruoyue Fairy, she has indeed killed people, and there are quite a few." This time, I'm afraid it's the first time I've acted alone, and it's killing someone who has no deep hatred and has nothing to do with him. ”

Zhang Ruoyue, holding the Nebula Bamboo Sword in one hand, looked at Wuxu coldly, "Aren't you?" I saw that you were just now, without saying a word, and kept counting the Buddha beads in your hand. I'm afraid it's also a chick, so I'm very nervous. As soon as the words came out, Zhang Ruoyue felt that the word "chick" was too vulgar and vulgar, and a hint of blush couldn't help but appear on her cheeks, and she didn't turn her head slightly.

She didn't see it, and a touch of red glow flew over Wuxu's face, as red as the sunset on the horizon. Indeed, Wuxu, for the first time, came out to kill people alone, and like Wuxu said Zhang Ruoyue, it was the first time that he took the initiative to kill a person who had no deep hatred and had nothing to do with him.

She didn't look back, what she saw was a wry smile on Wuxu's face and a sad look in her eyes. She didn't seem to bear it, lowered her voice, sighed faintly, and said in a deep voice, "Don't blame others, it was you who proposed to pretend to be that Song Xiong, go down the mountain, and absorb and condense the divine consciousness of your Taoist friends." ”

Realize the void, gather your mind, and slowly shake your head. took the initiative to kill this Song Xiong, who had nothing to do with him, no matter what, he was guilty of killing. Although, through Zhang Ruoyue later, with the help of the power of the Moon Covering Sect, Wuxu investigated this person's bad deeds and heinous deeds. But in Wuxu's view, he has violated the precepts, and he has committed the most serious killing precepts for Buddhist disciples. After that, the reason he found was actually just an interface for quibbling, or aggravating his murderous intentions. No one pushes themselves, no one stops them. Just now, when he secretly deducted the Buddha beads, he wanted to turn around and leave immediately several times, but he didn't get up. Yourself, what's going on?

Wuxu did not answer Zhang Ruoyue's words. Zhang Ruyue, the comfort made by the kiss of his companion made Wuxu feel that his master arranged for him to kill people with him and go down the mountain, saying that it was to share the nine-leaf green lotus lamp that had been unrecognizable, but in fact, it seemed that there were sinister intentions.

In his later life, there is a saying, "Together through the window, together with the gun, together with prostitution, together with the spoils", so-called, such a relationship is the most iron. So, if you have killed people together, is it more iron, and it is more difficult to distinguish each other?

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Wuxu, thinking too much, thinking too messy. So, he decided, no longer think.

Ahead, under the old locust tree, the lights in the three or four bamboo buildings in Shilipo are brighter, the sound is noisier, and the aroma of wine is stronger.

Wuxu suddenly said to Zhang Ruoyue, "Later, I won't help you." After saying this, Wuxu stood up, stretched out his arms slightly, and flew out like a bird.

Zhang Ruoyue, a little annoyed, followed Wuxu away.

When Wu Xuan and Zhang Ruoyue walked in, the monks were drinking and discussing the notice of the Demon Island and the latest list of the mirage secret market of Qiankun Island. The moment they saw Wuxu and Zhang Ruoyue, they were all surprised and calmed down, but then, they returned to normal. Only a few monks put down the wine glasses and chopsticks in their hands and walked up quickly.

"Brother Song, are you out of the customs so soon?"

"Big Bear, then you can have a few drinks tonight. “

"Big brother, what is the name of this Dao Master next to you?"

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Wu Xu, smiling slightly, smiling without saying a word, surrounded by several of them, took Zhang Ruoyue and Shi Shiran to an elegant bamboo house, and sat down against a round table. After sitting down, Wuxu said, "Brothers, let me talk to this Taoist leader who has come from afar about some important things, and then drink and talk with you, and I will not return home if I am not drunk." The men suddenly understood and retreated with a grin. Wuxu immediately raised his hand and laid down the prohibition, and when he looked back, Zhang Ruoyueyu's fingers had already pointed to a place behind the bamboo building.

Wu Xusui and Zhang Ruoyue, both figures flashed and disappeared.

After a cup of tea, the two reappeared. I saw that Wu Xu, with his head down, was counting the Buddha beads of extinction at his wrist, while reciting the Buddha's name in a low voice;

After the time of a stick of incense, Wu Xu, stopped, raised his head, and looked at Zhang Ruoyue inquiringly, with a hint of a playful smile on the corner of his mouth. Zhang Ruoyue suddenly took a faint breath, glared at Wuxu with a side face, and then slowly changed. The face, figure, breath, temperament, and even eyes have all changed, and he has become a middle-aged Confucian student.

Wu Xu, stared for a moment, and shook his head, "Confucian monks, they are all upright. Ruoyue Fairy, dressed up now, although the appearance is realistic, but it always feels like something is missing. ”

With a bang, Zhang Ruoyue took out the Nebula Bamboo Sword at her waist and pointed it straight at Wuxu, as if she was about to stab at any time.

Fang Cai, Wuxu and Zhang Ruoyue, flew into the retreat of the Song Xiong and found that, as stated in the intelligence of the Occult Moon Sect, in addition to the Song Xiong, there was also a subordinate. The two of them are practicing Confucian exercises,

Wu pretended to be Song Xiong, and when one truth and one falsehood met, it was naturally a fight of life and death. The monk who is said to be Tian Shouzheng was left to Zhang Ruoyue to deal with according to the agreement. Without any suspense, Wuxu and Zhang Ruoyue finally killed Song Xiong and Natian Shouzheng. It's just that after killing, he returned to the elegant bamboo house before, Wuxu bowed his head and chanted Buddha, Zhang Ruoyue sat there with a little dazed and helpless, really like a "chick".

Looking at Zhang Ruoyue, who was a little angry and pointed at herself with a sword, she realized that she had to point to the outside with one hand, and kept laughing, "Okay, good! That's it, that's it! A righteous body, the sword does not tolerate evil." ”

According to the information of the Moon Occultation Sect, secretly recruited by Haoran Peak, Song Xiong and his henchman Tian Shouzheng, early tomorrow morning, will rush to the Zhengqi Island outside Haoran Peak, and together with others, with Guo Min and Liu Bowen, go down to Lushan, go to the world, make friends and recruit Confucianism, and spread Confucian exercises, so that Zhao Haoran, Lu Zixu, Luo Guiyi and others can collect the so-called Confucian Haoran righteousness.

Zhang Ruoyue's original intention was to kill these two people, and after Li Dai Tao was stiff, he immediately set off, left here, and rushed to Zhengqi Island. Wuxu, but I thought that it was still past tonight, and it was not too late to leave. Why? Wuxu's explanation of Zhang Ruoyue was as usual as before, so as not to make unnecessary mistakes and arouse suspicion.

So, Wuxu, who became Song Xiong, and Zhang Ruoyue, who became Tian Shouzheng, withdrew the ban. Outside, the lights were bright, the mellow aroma of the liquor was further fermented in the night air, and the monks were laughing for no reason.

Wu Xu, slightly concentrating, most of what he heard was talking about the request and purchase notice of the Demon Island and the mirage secret city of Qiankun Island. Of course, those who stay here, sit around drinking, and talk about it like hearsay, their cultivation and strength can be imagined, except for a few people, they are all mediocre.

A few people, seeing Wuxu and Zhang Ruoyue, lifted the ban, sat there, and walked over.

"Why did you lift the ban? Wouldn't it be better if you and I showed up early tomorrow morning and flew away?" Zhang Ruoyue put down the wine glass and said with divine sense.

Wuxu, put down the wine glass, beckoned to the person who came, and smiled, "It's all my own brothers, don't be formal, sit, sit." “

"Brother Song, this time out of the customs, the momentum is different from the past. ”

"Yes, this authentic Confucian exercise, once cultivated, Brother Song, seems to be reborn. I don't even dare to come forward to recognize my little brother. ”

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These people, every word you say to me, half compliment, half envy, and a trace of awe.

Wuxu, according to Song Xiong's attitude, waved his hand, raised his head and raised his eyes, "It's all my own brothers, say this! Come! Drink!" Then he drank a glass with everyone.

After a cup, someone said slowly, "I am going to the world, I don't know when Brother Song will return?" The people next to him echoed one after another.

Wuxu, raised his glass, and groaned, "It's easy to go down the mountain, but it's hard to go up the mountain." This is in the world, and it is said to be March and May. ”

Someone else asked, "Have you ever set your itinerary after going down the mountain?"

Enlightenment and emptiness drank the wine in the cup, and everyone drank the wine in the cup one after another.

"People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves. Who can say the itinerary after going down the mountain?" One person, holding a wine jug, slowly filled the wine glass in front of Wuxu, Wuxu learned Song Xiong's style, stared slightly, sat there with a golden knife, replied in a deep voice, and raised the wine glass again.

The wine in the glass is exhausted.

A sigh suddenly rose from his seat. Wu Xu, drunk and hazy, turned his head sideways, only to see a person raising a glass to look at the moon and sighing, then slapped the table, pointed at the person, and asked, "Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, what's the matter, just say it!"

But I heard that Zhang Ruoyue, who had been quiet next to her, coughed in a low voice.

Wuxu was furious, and turned his finger to Zhang Ruoyue, "What are you trembling about!? Grandma's, after cultivating Haoran Gong, she put up her shelf and looked herself high?!

Zhang Ruoyue was stunned, her divine sense transmitted, and she asked angrily, "Are you crazy!?"

Wu Xu, but his divine sense did not answer, he looked at her with drunk eyes, pointed at her with his fingers, and there was a hint of a smile in his eyes.

The people next to him seemed to be seeing Song Xiong so out of shape for the first time, and they were so angry with Tian Shouzheng, they looked at each other and persuaded each other.

I saw that Zhang Ruoyue slowly raised her wine glass and drank it all.

Wuxu, laughing. The crowd also laughed. Zhang Ruoyue also laughed.

After laughing, Wuxu still pointed to the person who had just sighed. The man sighed again, and then told the truth of his heart. It turned out that he was thinking about the family in the world, thinking that Song Xiong would go down this time, and if he had the opportunity, he would take care of one or two.

Wuxu laughed and said, "What's so difficult about this?!" Brothers, what else is there, tell me one by one!"

A glass of wine, a glass of spirits. Wuxu, I can't help but really feel a little drunk. He squinted his eyes and smiled at Zhang Ruoyue's cold eyes.

Those people, seeing that Wuxu was like this, knew that Wuxu was really a little drunk tonight, that is, they thought that it was because they had newly cultivated Confucian exercises, and because they were about to go down the mountain, life and death were unpredictable, and their hearts were agitated, so they ordered people to remove the bamboo rows around them, and turned the place into a water pavilion.

The cups and plates are replaced, the cool breeze is blowing, and the singing is faint. Wu Xuan pretended to be this Song Xiong, and couldn't help but touch the table and glare. The wine jug is still warm, and a misty beauty flies in front of her.

The sound of the guzheng sounded, and the beautiful woman danced with long sleeves like clouds. Wuxu couldn't help but smile and glanced at Zhang Ruoyue next to him, but saw Zhang Ruoyue, who was pretending to be Natian Shouzheng, holding a wine glass, looking ahead in a daze, a beautiful woman dancing.

The sound of the guzheng is sometimes slow and sometimes urgent, sometimes like the surging river water is endless, sometimes like the sound of the hurried years like a song. The dancers with heavy makeup and phoenix crowns are flying and fluttering, full of charm, and the aura is compelling.

Zhang Ruoyue chuckled on the side.

In the memories of Song Xiong and Tian Shouzheng, this dancer is a down-and-out female cultivator that Song Xiong has coveted for a long time. Song Xiong is often light, but he has never been able to do so. But tonight, it seems to be a little different, the moth eyebrows turn, the neon dress dance, the style has not been before.

Wuxu, laughing, raised his hand and flicked his fingers, and a pearl of silence fell steadily between his hair.

"It's not life and death, why are you so coy?" Wuxu, looking around, chanted in a loud voice, "The night is not young, the lights are red, and the beauty of Qingqing is full of dew." The people are still there, the wine is fragrant, and the iron sword dances the frost. Then, he pulled out the iron sword, flew into the air, and while dancing the sword, he recited the "Song of Righteousness" written by Wen Tianxiang.

After singing and dancing with a sword, Wuxu staggered and stopped, the iron sword slammed into the ground, raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly, "Although tens of millions of people have gone to me." Even if it is death, I have no regrets. Brothers, mellow and beautiful people, leave it for the future, don't be a dead farewell. I don't like it. ”

Applause rang out, Tian Shouzheng, who Zhang Ruoyue pretended, clapped his hands and smiled, "What a righteous song!" Then, he raised his glass with both hands and flew in front of Wuxu, "Will enter the wine, don't stop the glass." “

In the sky, the bright moon sprinkled countless clear radiance, Wuxu looked at Zhang Ruoyue, and said with a smile, "I'm drunk." Then, he straightened up, waved at the somewhat dumbfounded crowd, and smiled at the dancers and beauties who were standing silently, "A righteous body!"

The singing and dancing night banquet ended, and the evening breeze did not blow on all sides.

In the pavilion, in the prohibition, Wuxu, who thought that he had broken the killing ring, prostrate on the ground, and cried bitterly at the feet of Zhang Ruoyue, who was a little helpless.

That's right

The mountain wind is Xiao Xiao ten miles of slope, and the old trees are pavilions and pavilions.

The beauty accompanied me to break the killing ring, and she was drunk and upright.