Xuan Fei only noticed Xiao Shu who had been standing on the side for a long time, eating sugar gourds by himself, on the one hand, he was surprised that this son had such skills at such an age, and on the other hand, he also felt that artistic conception in Xiao Shu.

"You teach him like this, although it is a quick success, but the extreme of things will be reversed, this son is still young, if the mood changes in the future, it will be difficult to escape the evil of the heart. Xuan Fei sighed, the black and white are the best examples, they prematurely possessed the force that did not match their experience, so that their hearts were full of demons and it was difficult to extricate themselves.

Xiao Shu heard Xuan Fei's words, and he didn't refute it, he didn't understand any mood changes, and he didn't understand what things would be reversed, he just wanted to protect Fang Jin, if he had the opportunity to find the man in red in his dream, it was his greatest luxury.

"Say, what is your purpose. The white envoy no longer wants to hear this nonsense, the two have not been in touch for many years, let alone have a deep relationship, and they have a clear position before.

"Kill Wang Yue. Xuan Fei said coldly.

Three days later.

In the imperial city of Yinzhou, the white jade ground shines with a warm light, in the early morning, the curling mist rises and shrouds the palace, the sandalwood cornices, the dragon and the phoenix want to rise, the layers of reliefs are carved by the green jade, look along the straight avenue, the strange tidbits are one after another, and the Qiongge is like the sky across the purple clouds.

And in the early morning of the imperial city, an old man strolling in a dark shirt, close and then look, but not like the old man, although white hair but handsome face, calm and powerful between gestures, and he is followed by an old man, dressed in a bright yellow robe, collar and sleeves are bluestone, show the golden dragon on it, two shoulders, one dragon in front of and behind the body, four dragons, decorated with eight treasures of water, delicate embroidery, complex but not messy, although more than fifty years old, there is still a killing atmosphere between the eyebrows and eyes.

"Your Majesty, it's time to go to court. The white-haired Taoist said to Chongyu.

"Fifty years of life, half of my life to war, half of my life to the country, although I ascended to the extreme, but there are Tuxia countries in the west, and there are Huns in the north, I can't rest for a day, but I also envy you and other cultivators, green lanterns light incense, ancient books are accompanied, carefree, self-sufficient and blissful. Chongyu smiled.

"Although the six roots of a cultivator are dustless, if they say that they are carefree, they are just the words of outsiders. The man shook his head.

"Oh, Master Wang also has troubles?" Chongyu asked curiously, in his heart, like Wang Yue, an immortal, why do you have troubles, not worried about your age, not disturbed by the grains, and the characters who travel to the twilight of the Henghai Sea in the eastern wilderness, why do you have troubles.

"Alas, cultivators know that cultivators are suffering, so Your Majesty doesn't need to ask more. The Taoist took out a jade bottle from his sleeve and handed it to Chongyu Dao, "A grain of life extension for ten years, there are ten grains in the bottle, this is the life of the poor Dao that promised His Majesty a lifetime, but ......"

Master Wang said bluntly. ”

"Your Majesty can take this medicine when you are seventy years old, not early or late, and it will hurt the heavens and the peace, it will break the blessing of Your Majesty's heirs, and once the medicine is stopped, you will live in an instant. "The cultivator said, how can there be the best of both worlds in this world, there are gains and losses, it depends on how you choose.

"With me in charge, why do you need heirs? They were born in Longmen, and they were originally a great creation, and now they have folded some blessings for their father, why not?" Chongyu smiled and put away the jade bottle, and walked towards the palace alone, it was time to go to court.

Wang Yue looked at the distant Chongyu, laughed, and with a move of his hand, the white crane fell from the cloud and lay on the ground, Wang Yue sat on it, the crane chirped three times, and disappeared in the morning glow of the sky in the blink of an eye.

Qingxu view, located in the Yunxu Mountain outside the imperial city of Yinzhou, is Wang Yue Dojo, there is no child here, the incense is not abundant, the people who come and go are scattered, but the peculiar thing is that the view of the service, non-gods and immortals, only the word heaven and earth, few people know that here is the dragon to see the head and end of the national teacher, Wang Yue's Taoist temple, Chongyu originally wanted to demolish the national temple, build a Taoist temple, better than the cold at the moment.

But Wang Yue said: "Those who are destined come from themselves." In a word, Chongyu was blocked.

The white crane fell in the view, Wang Yue just entered the room, but saw that Xuan Fei had been waiting for a long time.

"Master, I brought them here. Xuan Fei said respectfully, in front of Wang Yue, he didn't dare to be presumptuous, even if there were few people in this world who could compare with him, but in front of the Taoist, he never could see through the depths.

"Fei'er, how many years have you been with your teacher?" Wang Yue pretended not to hear and asked Xuan Fei.

"Twenty-three years. Xuan Fei was shocked, but he remained silent.

"Twenty-three years have passed, when the teacher adopted you, this temple had not yet been built, and now there are green pines towering in front of the door. Wang Yue sighed, twenty-three years was not a long time for him, but at this moment, every day is like a year, and he has long been tired of this worldly life.

"Fei'er, you have the highest vision, and you don't want to be confined to this martial arts, but it's a pity that your luck is not good, and the teacher really wants to take you to the vast cultivation world to see. Wang Yue took a ring ruler from the incense platform and hit Xuan Fei on the head.

A white particle fell from Xuan Fei's hair, and it turned into a person on the ground, which was exactly the appearance of the thirty-six black-clothed people that night, this time, it almost made Xuan Fei's liver and gall crack, and he fell to his knees with a puff.

At this moment, the cold light appeared, and the cold blade went straight to the back of the Taoist's heart, but Wang Yue's body was slightly on one side, and he avoided the sword that was extremely fast, and as soon as he reached out to take it, he sandwiched the blade between his fingers, and the two fingers were loosened, and a flick was in the blink of an eye.

The white envoy couldn't react for a while, so he had to gather Nei Yuan on his right hand, but he was still blown out by the whole shock, the sleeve of his right arm was torn, and the right arm that was injured by qi appeared one after another, and he could barely hold the hilt of the sword.

"The heart is unhindered, the sword is selfless, and there are no more than ten people in the martial arts who can fight with you. Wang Yue said indifferently, the ring ruler swung behind him, and the small wooden ruler actually blocked the huge sickle, making a sound of gold and iron clashing, and with another force, the long sickle in the black envoy's hand suddenly took off his hand, directly smashed the zenith of the Taoist temple, and then fell aside with the broken tiles.

"For the sake of the old teacher, I still like cleaner air, and don't always make so much noise. Wang Yue coughed lightly a few times, stretched out his hand to wave away the dust in front of him, it was strange to say, he waved his hand, and the dust really fell.

Xuan Fei clutched the short dagger in his sleeve tightly, his whole body trembling, and beads of sweat the size of beans mixed with tears penetrated the veil.

"Fei'er, if you want to stab, you can stab, as a teacher, you will raise you, and you deserve this knife. Wang Yue squatted down, gently dusted off Xuan Fei's body, grabbed Xuan Fei's right hand, looked at the sharp short dagger, and gently scraped the blade with his left hand.

"Meteoric iron dagger, devouring your heart, do you really hate being a teacher so much?" Wang Yue stretched out his tongue and licked his fingertips, looking at Xuan Fei with a smile.

"Shizun is an immortal, although Fei'er is cheap, but he doesn't want to be used as a medicine!" Xuan Fei was trembling when he spoke, although he was afraid of Wang Yue from the bottom of his heart, he still had a stubbornness, and he sent the dagger in his hand forward, and he had exhausted all his strength.

To his surprise, Wang Yue didn't block it, but let go of his hand, let the dagger stab into his chest, his face was still that smile, seeing this Xuan Fei was even more afraid, gritted his teeth and pulled out the dagger and stabbed again, and then pulled out and stabbed again, until his whole body was exhausted, and he was no longer able to hold the knife, and sat down on the ground in a dejected manner.

Wang Yue still pulled out the dagger that was stabbed on his body like a nobody, without a trace of blood, threw it on the ground casually, got up and brushed off the dust on his body and said, "Okay, Fei'er, you have been stabbed and hated, and you have hated it, how should you repay the love of being a teacher for 20 years?

Seeing this almost inhuman scene, the black envoy was like being drenched in cold water, ordinary people don't say that he was pierced through the heart, that is, the five organs were injured anywhere at will, and it was difficult to survive, but the person in front of him, the whole body was pierced with holes, and he laughed like a nobody, and he had never felt Wang Yue as terrifying as he did today in the years he was adopted.

On the other side, although the white envoy was seriously injured, he still couldn't see half a bit of despair in his eyes, he stared at Wang Yue's every move, and Wang Yue in front of him gave him a feeling that something was wrong, but for a while he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"If you don't want to give, then take it for yourself. Wang Yue flicked his fingers, the black dot the size of a grain of rice fell to the ground in his hand, and instantly turned into a three-person high giant tripod, surrounded by red fire outside the tripod, burning it red, almost unable to see the lines on it, at the moment when the Ding furnace landed, the entire Taoist temple was like being placed in purgatory, and the curtains, incense cases, and futons were all burned.

At this moment, if someone is in the Yunxu Mountain, they can find that the whole mountain has become inexplicably hot, the green leaves on the trees are curled, the birds have fled, and the Qingxu Temple at the source has turned into scorched earth.

Xuan Fei was in front of the Ding and it was even more difficult to resist such heat, only for an instant, the clothes all over his body turned into flying ashes, the bare skin gradually cracked, and the blood was evaporated before it seeped out.

"More than 70 years, I have waited for more than 70 years, only to wait until today, no wonder for the teacher does not miss the old feelings, but in the end more than 20 years of companionship, for the teacher will leave a spirit for you, if there is a fate, it will also help you and others to return, and then you can follow the teacher to see the great desolation, the fairy road and the ghost road. Wang Yue, who was originally calm and breezy, was also a little uncontrollable at the moment, and his words were excited.

Wang Yue flicked his sleeves, and the ashes that Xuan Fei burned out suddenly dispersed, leaving only a milky white point of light in his palm, and he didn't know what spell he recited, and then drew out a bright white filament from it, put it into a cyan gourd, and flicked his fingers to send the milky white point of light into the Ding furnace.

I saw that the white point of light kept tumbling and changing in the real fire, sometimes turning into the shape of a face and roaring, sometimes turning into an arm trying to pull Wang Yue, Wang Yue was unmoved, still pinching the mantra, and finally turned into a ball of crystal liquid, floating in the ding.