|.| The night was quiet, and there were occasional sounds of wind and grass, but they couldn't pick up the two people in the unusually calm courtyard.

One sip after another, until all the wine in the gourd was drunk, the two broke the silence.

"What kind of wine are you, it's so sweet and mellow, and I feel my pores open all over my body when I take a sip." Wei Meng lifted the wine gourd, looked at it and asked.

"A friend gave you, if you like, a drink you can't finish." Wang Yuan smiled, poured out thousands of gourd fruit wine in the "Jade Pure Bottle" in the storage bag, and then put it in a storage bag and threw it to Wei Meng.

Wei Meng was not pretentious, he opened the storage bag and glanced at it, and he knew that the wine gourd in it was all filled with the kind of wine he had just drunk.

Wei Meng suddenly sighed slightly, and laughed softly: "My wine is just a peasant wine from the small village under the mountain.

The atmosphere is a bit awkward, and neither man knows what to say, even if he says a few words, it ends in embarrassment.

The two of them did not refer to each other as master and apprentice, chattering like friends, so that the atmosphere could be calmed down.

Wei Meng took out the fruit wine, drank a few sips, wiped his mouth with his sleeve directly, looked a little sad, and said: "I also heard a lot about you, especially the Immortal Worship Sect, three times and twice to inquire, in the face of such a behemoth, I told them the truth, I have already severed the master-apprentice relationship with you."

Wang Yuan had long known that everything he did would affect the people around him, so he chose to break the long sword under no circumstances.

This was the reason why Wei Meng was able to survive.

Wang Yuan gulped a few large sips of wine, and coldness flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "The Immortal Worship Sect has been destroyed by me."

Hearing this, Wei Meng's hand trembled, and he tried extremely hard to suppress his shock, and forced himself to drink, but judging by the wine marks that flowed from his mouth, he was still surprised.

The Immortal Worship Sect is a third-class sect.There is an old monster town faction in the sect.Don't talk about the extermination faction.Ordinary people have to be beaten half to death before they can run out.A third-class sect is not so easy to offend.

Although Wang Yuan said lightly that the Immortal Worship Sect was destroyed by him, but to Wei Meng's ears, it must have been a vicious battle.

Wei Meng looked at Wang Yuan out of the corner of his eye, and inadvertently, Wang Yuan actually had such strength.

Wei Meng smiled happily, although there is no fate of master and apprentice now, but hundreds of years ago, this apprentice was taught by himself, and now the apprentice's attainments are no longer comparable to this master.

Wang Yuan had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.The Immortal Worship Sect was a cancer in his heart.If you don't get rid of it for a day, you won't be at peace.If you get rid of the Immortal Worship Sect.You will suffer the retribution of the second-class sect.If Wang Yuan wants to continue to live.You must get rid of the second-class sect.In this case, the first-class sect will have to come forward to stop it.Unknowingly.The destruction of a fourth-class sect can lead the high-ranking first-class sect out.

It seems that Wei Meng has a bad mouth for the Immortal Worship Sect, and he is in a good mood, although the gourd is not big, but it also has some weight.

"Tell me how you've come over the years...... I'll listen to it and appreciate the style of the various provinces of Dongsheng Shenzhou." Wei Meng looked at Wang Yuan and said.

Wang Yuan's eyes fluctuated.He knew.Although Wei Meng was not around.But he was paying attention to himself.This was the responsibility of a master.In fact, in his heart.Wei Meng still regarded Wang Yuan as an apprentice.Wang Yuan was not.But in reality, it was impossible.

Wang Yuanrun Runsang.Starting from the destruction of the Linyuan Sect.He was surrounded by the Thousand Immortal Dao Alliance led by a Yuanying Elder of the Immortal Worship Sect.He killed the Quartet.Escaped.And then infiltrated the Demon Dao.Witnessed the great battles.He made some friends.And although he himself died nine times.,But he can always turn evil into good fortune.

Speaking of being refined by a powerhouse of the Void Underworld Period, Wang Yuan was also a little excited for the rest of his life, and then entered the ruins of the ancient Aolai country.

Speaking of the beautiful mountains and rivers of Huaguo Mountain, Wang Yuan was full of praise, the life there was really a race of immortals, and there were two brothers, a monkey and a cow, they were still working hard to practice at the moment, and they were trying to get rid of the shackles of Huaguo Mountain as soon as possible and come to the mortal world to meet Wang Yuan.

Of course, in Huaguo Mountain, what Wang Yuan remembers most is what happened with Xuan Yantian.

Speaking of leaving Huaguo Mountain, he did not die after a catastrophe, but because of Uncle Zhou, he provoked Liang Zi with the Immortal Worship Sect.

"I also have a nominal Buddhist master, whose cultivation has reached the realm of incarnation, and who has attained great perfection, but because of the great vision he has sent to me, he has not been realized, and he has been annihilated by the Ascension Tribulation, leaving only a few things behind." Wang Yuan was holding a warm Buddha relic in his hand, and the jade axe hanging around his neck was also raised, which was closely connected to the Buddha relic.

Wei Meng smiled faintly: "He is a good master, although you don't admit it, but in fact, you have already admitted in your heart that your temperament is a little extreme, you should change it."

Wei Meng's tone of education made Wang Yuan sound like he had returned to what happened in this courtyard hundreds of years ago.

Wang Yuan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I can't change it."

Then Wang Yuan went on to say, as if he wanted to vomit out all the suffering of the hundreds of years, no one had ever heard these miraculous stories, and Wang Yuan had never trusted anyone, but he trusted Wei Meng.

The story of hundreds of years is not so easy to tell, and it took three days and three nights to tell it one by one.

"In order to fulfill Uncle Zhou's wish, I reopened 'Youyouju' in Mu Bingcheng. Speaking of which, Wang Yuan's eyes lit up, wasn't Wei Meng in front of him a monk, but looking at Wei Meng's appearance, it was impossible to agree.

Wei Meng kept sighing, he couldn't imagine that a person had so many experiences, didn't everything come out vigorously, was chased and killed by all the ways, and everyone who should be offended was offended.

Of course, there are some very secret secrets involved.Wang Yuan didn't say anything about it to Wei Meng.That was for Wei Meng's safety.After all, there are some secrets that he doesn't know.How can he tell them.

At this point, Wang Yuancai finished telling his story for hundreds of years, looked at Wei Meng and said, "How have you spent these hundreds of years?"

Wei Meng sighed.He didn't know how to speak.He didn't know whether to talk about it or not.Although Wang Yuan's cultivation was very high.But more things are better than less.And Wang Yuan himself has a lot of enemies and troubles.If he is adding a sum of money for himself.I'm afraid I can't bear it.What's more.As a master.Let the apprentice help take revenge.This matter.He can't say anything about it.He can't get around the corner.

"I was tired of the life of a monk with you, Uncle Liu, so I returned to the mountains and forests, and later Master Tang Li also found me. During that time, I thought it was the most peaceful, but it didn't take long for Master Tang to leave because of something, and the peaceful life was also broken...... Wei Meng's words were full of doubts, and he was interrupted by Wang Yuan's wave of his hand.

At the foot of the mountain, observing Wei Meng with his divine sense, Wang Yuan realized that Wei Meng must have some hidden secrets. Moreover, Liu Liu's qualifications are only slightly different from Wei Meng's.

Also, Wei Meng mentioned Tang Li, Tang Li's qualifications are very high, maybe he is now a monk in the late stage of the Cave Void realm, but Wei Meng prevaricated in the past, what happened, Wang Yuan still needs to ask.

"Uncle Liu and Master Tang Li, what the hell happened to the two of them?" Wang Yuan asked directly, and he didn't beat around the bush, and he didn't hide it much.

Wei Meng's temperament is somewhat similar to Wang Yuan's imagination, or Wang Yuan's temperament is to learn from Wei Meng, but now, Wei Meng has long since lost his original spirit, and he has not had the original belief.

Judging from his Yuan Infant, Wei Meng had already given up on living, allowing Yuan Ying to dissipate his aura until the moment when his life was exhausted.

Because of Wang Yuan's relationship, Wei Meng broke the situation of waiting for death, and it seems that there is a blood feud hidden in it.

Wei Meng smiled bitterly and lifted the wine gourd and said, "Don't say it, drink the bar."

He raised his head and took a few big sips, and his face was wet with overflow, like a sloppy man who was a drunkard in the mortal world.

Wang Yuan's eyes flashed with gloom, his expression was as usual, and he waved out "Drunken Rain and Ups and Downs" casually, plunging Wei Meng's Yuan Shen into a deep sleep.

With Wang Yuan's current cultivation, he can do this, so that Wei Meng has been falling into a deep sleep.

The vast divine consciousness slowly seeped into Wei Meng's sea of consciousness, and there was an extremely cold memory, which was sealed by Wei Meng himself.

That cold is the former Wei Meng, there has always been a white-clothed Wei Meng who asked with a sword.

Wang Yuan stared at this memory, began to look at the memories that flashed from time to time, and as time passed, his brows became tighter and tighter, his expression was cold, and the wine gourd in his hand was pinched and exploded by him.

This night, without the freshness of that night, the dark clouds burst, the cold wind blowing, and the atmosphere of slaughter became more and more intense.

Suddenly, Wang Yuan's body was in a trance, the devil clone and the demon Buddha clone stepped out together, his eyes were full of ruthlessness, one was full of red hair, his face was resolute, the other was full of silver hair, his face was strange, and he was both righteous and evil.

151 Kanshu.com .