Xiao He sat beside Ye Wangyu without seeing anything outside, looking at Ye Wangyu who was fishing in the mountain stream, this look didn't matter, but his expression was extremely dignified.

At this moment, the stream in his eyes was no longer a stream, but a boundless river of avenues, in which the brilliant avenues exuded incomparably dazzling light.

This brook is fishing, but it is not fishing......

I saw Xiao He mention the wine in the pot and said with a smile: "What's the matter? I, the son of heaven who has been suppressed for 21,000 years, don't you taste it?"

When Ye Wangyu heard this, his eyes finally withdrew from the trickling stream, lying on the crystal wine rippling in the white jade pot, and he took a breath fiercely, and the intoxicating aroma of wine was refreshing.

"Wouldn't it be a pity not to take a sip of such a good wine......" Ye Wangyu had a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The wine is in the cup, and the smile of the son of heaven is that when he was in the mortal world, Xiao He calmed the turmoil in the northwest with his own strength, and was given by the Marquis.

Xiao He took the wine and left, that year, he was eighty-three years old, dying of old age, since then he got the fairy fate, all the way to the triumphant, but he has never returned to the mortal dust, the years are long, I am afraid that everything that has been, has dissipated like a cloud of smoke, only this altar of heaven smiled, but it has been left to this day......

witnessed his rise, and also witnessed the vicissitudes of Kunlun.

The wine is in the glass, the two clink glasses and drink each other, the faint wine enters the throat, and a little sour spreads on the tip of the tongue......

Xiao He seemed to be very nostalgic for this taste, with a touch of nostalgia on his face, Ye Wangyu drank it all, looked at the empty wine glass in his hand in a daze, and muttered: "This wine contains the vicissitudes of life...... Wine...... Good wine......"

He can taste bitterness, sorrow, joy, sorrow in this wine, all kinds of things in the world, this wine belongs to him Xiao He alone, the wine contains his own story, very long...... It's a long ......

Xiao He's eyes were a little dense, and he said with a smile: "There are not a few people who have drunk my laughter, but you are still the first to ...... it."

After all, it is a wine, 20,000 years have passed, and it has long been as plain as water, but for Xiao He, this smile of the son of heaven is still the smile of the son of heaven......

Ye Wangyu shook his head and said with a smile: "Few people have such experience as Brother Xiao, living for a long time is not called experience, entering the rolling red dust, and then looking at the end, this is called experience, I am afraid that your wine is not of ordinary character......"

When Xiao He heard this, he laughed openly, looked at the trickling stream and said: "Don't talk about me, it's my brother, read the river of the Great Dao, the way that countless sages have testified, in your eyes, you still can't find your own way?"

The smile on Ye Wangyu's face gradually disappeared, but he shook his head and said: "He said that my Tao can't be fished, it is stepped out by myself, I think that day will not be far away......"

The aura on his body became more and more confusing, giving people a feeling as if he would ride the wind at any time, the long-term search for the way was not fruitless, Ye Wangyu had already seen the direction......

Looking at Xiao He, who had a little melancholy in his eyes, Ye Wangyu continued with a gleam in his eyes: "What about you, Brother Xiao? With your posture, it's not your limit to be a scattered immortal, right?"

In other words, with Xiao He's ability, as long as he has come to that point, he will never fail to ascend to immortal, he has that ability! But now he is just a scattered immortal, and he has not achieved a positive result.

Xiao He said with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth: "I regret it...... But I don't have the courage to give up my own way, so I'm a scattered immortal ...... now."

"You and I have both set foot on Ascension, but I don't have the courage of you......"

The wine in the cup was drunk in one gulp, and the bitterness in it was probably the only one he could understand......

Ye Wangyu was silent, he didn't want to mention the things of the year, the air fell into a long silence, Xiao He kept drinking in the cup, drinking cup by glass, as if he couldn't drink enough.

After all, Ye Wangyu still spoke: "Your direction, you can only find it yourself, I can't help you, if you don't know what to do, just stride forward, someone will show you the way, the road is like a boat against the current, hundreds of boats compete for the current, and if you don't move forward, you will only be swallowed by this world." ”

When Xiao He heard this, he was thoughtful, but he asked, "Do you believe him?"

Ye Wangyu naturally knew who he was in Xiao He's mouth, maybe he understood why Li Qinglian wanted to let himself and others take refuge in the Star Dome instead of other places.

Even at that moment, Li Qinglian was still playing chess, and every move had far-reaching significance.

"I believe it!"

Ye Wangyu said lightly, there is no superfluous explanation, and there is no need, it is just two words, but it makes Xiao He hear a convicted firmness in it.

Xiao He was silent, finally took a deep breath, patted Ye Wangyu's shoulder, took the wine glass, and got up to leave......

Looking at Xiao He's departing back, Ye Wangyu didn't know what it was like in his heart, and muttered in his mouth: "The step you didn't take back then, it's not too late to take it now...... But you still have that little courage at the beginning, and now you still have it? Is your blood still boiling?"

He couldn't make a choice for Xiao He, because that was Xiao He's own path, and only he could tread on it! Although he was much younger than Xiao He, there were some things that he could see more clearly than him......

However, at this moment, the entire Kunlun trembled slightly, and even the dome world was shaking, and a dazzling fairy light rose from the Ghost Temple, shining the entire starry sky in a blink of an eye.

Three years have passed since the Battle of Pishan, and the Four Dings of the Ruitian have finally been born!

A chilling sword light flew out from the Cold Jade Palace, and in an instant, it stopped abruptly beside Ye Wangyu before splitting the stream......

Ye Wangyu's body disappeared by the stream in an instant, and in the Hanyu Palace, Jiang Ning and the three of them, plus Xiao Ruge, were looking intently at the second Kunlun in front of them.

I saw that there were dozens or hundreds of clear projections on the ghost brake on it, all angles were there, although the star dome did not go, but the wind and rain building had already penetrated into the past for a long time, this multi-angle projection is no different from being immersive......

"Where did this guy go, why hasn't there been any news in three years......" Jiang Ning looked at the sudden fairy light and was upset for a while.

Ye Wangyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and said lightly: "He said that he would come back......"

Fang Huaijiu stared at the scene above the Ghost Brake Plain with his eyes, and gasped and said, "I'm afraid that this time everyone is going to move seriously......

It is just looking at this, you can still feel the atmosphere in the field, it is a kind of suffocating depression, how heavy is this ruin Tianding in the eyes of the world, this moment has been perfectly displayed.

I saw that at this moment, on the ghost brake plain, the wind howled, all kinds of fairy light bloomed like brilliant fireworks, and the overwhelming Dao method fell like a torrential rain.

The entire ghost temple was almost instantaneous, and countless monks forgot to die, and the field had become a place where the major forces competed.

There are green dragons dancing in the air, spitting immortal flames in their mouths, and there are also cloud dreams for swamps, and mirages reaching the sky! The nine realms of Taishang show their abilities, and the way of the pinnacle is like a sharp sword, opening up wounds one after another in the field!