In order to save the reputation of the predecessors of Buddhism and the reputation of the Holy Academy, Wang Yizhi thought that it was necessary for him to explain to Sun Xian'er no matter what.

Sun Xian'er had no words, savoring the meaning of Wang Yizhi's words, thinking that the Buddhist monks all have the golden light of Buddhism to protect the body, which is the supreme realm of Buddhism and Taoism, she felt that her reaction was indeed a little excessive, how Wang Yizhi is a person, in the final analysis, has nothing to do with her, thinking of this, and then looking at Wang Yizhi's blushing face and explaining, it felt very funny, and turned curiously at Wang Yizhi's right hand that had just grabbed her wrist, and asked a little puzzled: "You don't feel uncomfortable?"

"No, it's soft, it's comfortable."

Wang Yizhi vigilantly withdrew his right hand, hid the emerald ring vaguely, and replied casually, but he regretted it a little after speaking.

"Bastard"

was teased by Wang Yizhi like this, how could Sun Xian'er endure it, and immediately raised her hand to slap Wang Yizhi's bald head.

Syllable~

Crisp and comfortable in the ears.

Sun Xian'er tiptoed and looked up, faintly saw the corner of Wang Yi's head exposed by the scar, and immediately felt a burst of regret in her heart, and then looked at Wang Yizhi's eyes still closed, grinning and waiting for her to slap the painful look, for a while, I actually felt that the young man in front of me who was more than a head taller than herself was not so annoying, but a little stupid.

Wang Yizhi gritted his teeth, eager to give himself two big mouths, this kind of words that can only be in his heart, how can he speak casually? This is the act of a shameless person, how can he do this?

"How offensive"

Seeing that Sun Xian'er was not ready to continue to be angry, Wang Yizhi bowed apologetically and apologized, and turned around to leave as he spoke, he didn't have the face to stay here anymore, and immediately walked towards the neon and colorful streets, wearing a coat and hat, and after a while, he disappeared into the crowd, leaving Sun Xian'er alone in place, a little overwhelmed, like a little girl who had done something wrong, after watching Wang Yizhi leave, he turned around and left after a long time, and he didn't have the idea of going to the Holy Courtyard again, it was too late.

"Uncle, what's the matter with you? Why did you fall asleep? Do you know how thrilling it was just now? If we encounter the last ambush, we will both have to finish the game."

Wang Yizhi slept with his eyes open on his shoulder, but the little white bird that was actually thinking about things was in his hand, and kept rubbing its little bald head, watching the little white bird turn back into a red and blue symmetrical head, Wang Yizhi pouted and accused.

"I was wrong"

The little white bird shyly learned the appearance of Dabai, intimate with Wang Yizhi's neck, and was repeatedly thrown out by Wang Yizhi, and did not give up.

There are a lot of taverns, but they are all as light as water, Wang Yizhi can't look down on them, and he has the heart to go to "Juxian Building" to buy a few pots of "Sword Heart Wine", but there is no best spirit stone.

"Look for that kid"

In the matter of slaughtering people and pitting people, the little white bird is the best, and quickly helped Wang Yizhi think of a solution.

"Too"

Wang Yizhi's eyes flashed, and he left in a hurry from the seven-story "Juxian Building" in the north of the city, who is Nangong Jackie Chan? The young master of the Nangong family, one of the four masters in the Qiancheng realm, the big boss behind the "Juxian Building", and the "sword heart wine", it is better to have it in his hands, and he can't say that Nangong Jackie Chan has it in his bracelet, so thinking about it, Wang Yizhi is in a good mood.

The Holy Courtyard at night, although there are no lights, but it is still bright, because of the magic circle, the moonlight and starlight of the entire Holy Courtyard are extraordinarily bright, only the top of the mountain where Wang Yizhi is located, is really close to the moonlight and starlight, but Wang Yizhi is not in the mood to appreciate it, pay attention at this moment, I feel that there are some different feelings, and my heart is a lot more comfortable.

"Holy Lord"

At the mountain gate of the Holy Courtyard, the guard students who were routinely inspecting, after seeing that the person who came was Wang Yi, they were all stunned and hurriedly saluted.

The Holy Courtyard has a rule, when there is no important thing in the middle of the night, you are not allowed to enter and leave the Holy Courtyard, although there are many inconveniences, but the Holy Courtyard is a place to teach and solve doubts, but it is not a convenient place for students, but the people in front of them, but the Holy Lord of the Holy Courtyard, they dare not say much, the Holy Courtyard has the protection of the formation, either the people of the Holy Courtyard will be attacked by the formation when they enter the Holy Courtyard, or the strong people of the Spirit Realm will also have a grudge against this.

"Hard work"

Wang Yizhi casually took out eight medium-sized spirit fruits, rewarded the guards, saw the moon-level marks on the chests of several guards, thought of Shang Fen and the others, and asked curiously: "Where are Shang Fen and the others?"

They were all still being punished by the Great Elder's "conscience"

The leader of the team is a young man of the sixteenth grade and thirty-one, who is even higher than Shang Fen's ranking.

In two simple sentences, Wang Yizhi nodded thoughtfully, and disappeared into the empty climbing ladder, between the star and the moon level of the climbing ladder, there are many people trying to climb at night, which is an excellent tempering for star students, Wang Yizhi looked quite moved, but he didn't help out.

"Master Bird, do you think he can't climb back to the Eighth Hall?"

As soon as he arrived at the Seventh Hall, Wang Yizhi thought of this key point, but Wang Yizhi saw a cross-legged figure at the steps of the Seventh Hall, facing the climbing ladder, as if waiting for something.

"This kid can, I guess I've tried a lot of times"

Being on the climbing ladder, Wang Yizhi can see things outside the temple-level climbing ladder, but the palace-level students must step into the climbing ladder or step out to see it, which is also the ability that Wang Yizhi has only obtained since the top of the mountain, but it is not very useful, there are not many palace-level students, and there is a gate, and Wang Yizhi is too lazy to have fun with it.

"Ha~"

Wang Yizhi suddenly jumped out and appeared in front of Nangong Jackie Chan, which frightened Nangong Jackie Chan's already insistent spiritual power shield directly shattered.

"It's good that I'm here, otherwise you're dead"

Wang Yizhi shook his head in regret, as if he couldn't remember who scared him so badly?

"Hey, hey"

Nangong Jackie Chan exhaled after seeing that the person who came was Wang Yi, he tried several times today, but he missed the eighth hall, and in desperation, he was sitting here waiting for Wang Yizhi, he really had no shame to return to the sun level to be instructed, just begging Wang Yizhi to come to him sooner, he was already hopeless, and was ready to move towards the fifth hall, otherwise he couldn't bear it for long, he didn't expect Wang Yizhi to suddenly appear, which really surprised him.

However, the happiness did not last long, and Nangong Jackie Chan was dragged by Wang Yizhi to the "Juxian Building" in the north of the city.

"What is this?"

Nangong Jackie Chan looked at the seven-story "Juxian Building" in front of him, and was a little embarrassed, pointing to the "Juxian Building", thinking that Wang Yizhi, who was smiling, was going to drink alone with him and talk about life.

"Why are you stunned, go get the wine?"

Before Wang Yizhi could make a move, the little white bird was already impatient, with a face on Nangong Jackie Chan's back, pushing him in, and Wang Yizhi was also wearing a coat and hat, looking quite mysterious.

"Okay, okay"

Nangong Jackie Chan smiled, the more Wang Yizhi disregarded his image so much, the more he felt that the other party did not treat him as an outsider.

After a while, Nangong Jackie Chan walked out of the "Juxian Building" surrounded by the shopkeeper and Xiao Er and a group of curious guests, and trotted towards Wang Yizhi.

Everyone was amazed when they saw a black dress and a pitch-black bird on their shoulders, and then looked at Nangong Nangong's hospitality, and they all guessed Wang Yizhi's identity in their hearts.

Wang Yizhi didn't say much, and walked in the direction of the Holy Courtyard, Wang Yizhi didn't ask Nangong Jackie Chan how much wine he took, he knew how embarrassed Nangong Jackie Chan was just now, and he must not want to try again in a short time.

"Wow, big brother, you're back"

Ji Ruxue and Ji Batian are one left and one right, like two loyal protectors, guarding Mo Lan, the three of them are sitting in front of the gate of the Eighth Palace, for Mo Lan, cultivating in front of the gate is already a norm, and Ji Batian and the two seem to have the best relationship with Wang Yizhi, and they are the most excited, and the happiness is from the inside.1 There is no pretentiousness, but everyone present has seen the shameless behavior of the two, otherwise they will definitely be confused by the other party.

In the past year, Mo Lan often sat alone and cultivated, and he couldn't afford it for several months, but although he cultivated very hard, his cultivation was difficult to improve, and for more than a year, he still stayed in the late stage of Linghu.

"Big Brother"

Mo Lan looked at Wang Yizhi and thought that he would not come again today, but he didn't expect to wait.

Nangong Jackie Chan waved his hand, and hundreds of jars of wine were piled up in front of the gate of the Eight Palaces.

These wines are not all "sword wine" and love wine, Qiancheng brewing, four seasons, are all "Juxian Lou" expensive wines, each wine is different, each wine is different, thousands of people, all kinds of taste, there are not many people The wine is the same, this wine, it will ask the heart, everyone's heart, how can it be the same?

It is rumored that "Juxian Building" once had a kind of "love-seeking" that witnessed the love of Taoist couples, and ordered "martyrdom", I am the only wine that can be tasted by two people at the same time, although before drinking it is known that the next thing is just a fantasy, and may still choose to never abandon each other under the effect of wine, it is too little, because of the existence of this wine, the Nangong family almost became history, and was destroyed by a number of forces, and then, this wine is disappearing and disappearing, in order to cater to everyone's yearning for beauty, the "love wine" was launched , ask your own heart, what is the person you are thinking about in your heart, so that even if it is not the other party, only you can check, that is, your heart and mouth are different, you can still choose to force a smile, you can still love is inseparable, true and false are difficult to distinguish.

The night is charming, the night is the most reassuring time of the day for the monks, although the night sky outside the gate of the eight halls is not as clear and bright as the top of the mountain, it is not as spacious as the gate of the eight halls, it is very limited, but it still makes people addicted, the monk's biggest dream is to go to the moon and the stars in the nine days, the sky, for any monk, is a mystery, it is rumored that every bright and dazzling starlight represents a great and powerful god, and the starfall is the fall of the gods.

Those who can drink under the starry sky at night are people who know how to enjoy, and the monks do not know that they are short and short, and no one knows what kind of results their cause and effect will bring to themselves.

"Big brother, I respect you, I'm Ji Ruxue, except for those old guys in my life, I haven't served anyone, you are the first person"