The streamer swept by, and a person came with a sword, full of wine, dressed in a white robe, stained on the white robe, with a tiger skin wine jug hanging from his waist, a few drops of wine still left on his beard, and a look of concern between his eyebrows and eyes, always looking casual and lazy. The disciples outside the Spirit Source Array were shocked when they saw this person, because he was the peak master of the Iron Sword Peak, Shan Huayuan.

Shan Huayuan's sloppy eyes suddenly focused, revealing a fine light, his gaze was like electricity, looking at the young man in the spiritual source array, surrounded by golden light, sweating profusely, and desperately adjusting the disordered power in his body.

His gaze stayed on the young man's forehead, through his forehead, he seemed to see a door being opened, and the sun, mountains, rocks, rivers, flowers and plants, and even birds and beasts inside were swept away by a storm, which was slowly dissipating and turning into dust.

"It can contain all things, but also exclude all things, the main vitality is also the main destruction, the main black is also the main white, there are rules to speak of, and there are no rules to refine, always hazy and turbid, and can never be penetrated! A Tao that is useless, but incomparably powerful. He was born with a sword bone, but he has a mortal heart. A complicated look flashed on Shan Huayuan's face, and he muttered, "He actually... Enter the Tao with affection. ”

Shan Huayuan watched as Wuxin's body sometimes expanded, sometimes contracted, and the meridian bones sometimes bulged, sometimes rose and fall, and suddenly waved out a burst of energy.

Wuxin found that he couldn't control the powerful power in his blood at all, which was the power that rushed out after the second spiral circle in his heart was unraveled, and he was furious. As his heart beats, he feels that his body is sometimes bigger, sometimes smaller, so it's not uncomfortable!

At this moment, a force rushed in from the Heavenly Spirit, wandering hundreds of corpses, reaching the dantian, Xiu Fan Jue operated, passing this power through the meridians, the spine, from the Baihui to the heart, and from the heart to the blood. The power is slowly leveling off. Once again, he was settled. The storm around the body slowly disappeared, and the spiritual energy in the spiritual source array continued to rush into the body, calming the impact just now, and in the dantian, the golden liquid was increasing.

"Meet the Peak Lord!"

Outside the Lingyuan Array, all the disciples saluted one after another, Shan Huayuan glanced at it and asked, "Which master has this young man already worshiped in?"

A disciple walked out and said, "No, since this person went up the mountain, he likes to practice alone and doesn't like to talk, and several masters want to take him as a disciple, and he said, 'I already have a master'." Therefore, I have not worshiped under any master so far. ”

"Do you know where he came from?" Shan Huayuan asked.

"Tianqu City, Ye family!"

Shan Huayuan was taken aback, and suddenly recalled the golden light that attracted the celestial phenomena a few months ago, and remembered the golden light that had just surrounded Wuxin, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said secretly: "Sure enough, senior brother has a way, but I didn't expect this person to still enter the Sword Yu Sect." ”

He looked at Wuxin in the meditation and said to the disciple who had just answered, "The Spirit Source Array will remain open until he wakes up from the meditation. ”

The man nodded in reply, not daring to rebel. Shan Huayuan took off the wine jug and was about to drink, but after looking at the surprised expressions of the disciples under his door, he put it away in embarrassment, turned around and left.

The disciples on the Iron Sword Peak looked at the young man sitting in the Spirit Source Array with envy, and it was naturally extraordinary to be able to get the favor of the peak master. So, they had the urge to get to know this lonely teenager.

Iron Sword Peak is located in the west of Jianyu Sect, it is ten thousand feet high, and on the top of each main peak, there is a heavenly pool, which is condensed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so as to ensure that the main peak has absolutely abundant spiritual energy. At the same time, there is a 'wheel mirror' on each main peak, and the wheel mirror is suspended above the heavenly pool, and the peak master's hard work is sacrificed, in other words, only the peak master can drive. The mirror has many functions, including surveillance. Through this mirror, you can clearly see the situation of the five subsidiary peaks.

Shan Huayuan lay on the wooden rattan chair by the pool, untied the tiger skin wine pot on his waist, poured it into his mouth as if drinking water, and looked at the flocks of white cranes playing among the clouds, but leisurely. From time to time, through the wheel mirror, he observed the heartlessness on the Xukun Peak.

took a sip of wine, and said to himself casually: "The talent is really good, and I can actually go from the early stage of the Enlightenment Realm to the early stage of the Fusion Realm. ”

The sky is dark, the night is falling, the vast starry sky is bright, the bright moon is hanging high, and the wine in the pot of Shan Huayuan seems to never be finished. And he never seems to get drunk, or never wake up. It's a contradiction.

When he poured the wine into his mouth again, a black mist in the wheel mirror quickly approached Wuxin, who was sitting in the Spirit Source Array.

"Demonic energy?" Shan Huayuan was suspicious, and his body disappeared in place.

Immersed in the spiritual energy of refining heaven and earth, the golden liquid in the dantian seemed to be more than half, and the meridian bones were filled with powerful power. A subtle fluctuation was perceived by him. It's a dangerous breath.

Xiu Fanjue continued to operate, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and the blade of Senhan's sword in his sight went straight to his throat. The palms were instantly swung out, and the body stepped back. In the moonlight, he could see the face of the visitor, it was a man, rather strange-looking, a donkey face, his face was gloomy, wearing a black and white striped robe, and a flower bud was embroidered on his chest.

Unafraid, and even a little annoyed, he ran Zhou Tian and took out the sword that Lie Yuan had refined for him from the low-level Qiankun Ring that he had scavenged in prison.

"Are you finished?" raised his sword unintentionally, and raised his eyebrows coldly.

The man didn't speak, he waved the long sword in his hand, and the sword qi rushed out, like a wave on the calm sea, and the wave turned into a beast of fierce, opened its huge mouth, and vowed to swallow Wuxin.

The power in the dantian was reversed, the robe fluttered, the black hair was flying, the momentum was rising again and again, the sword in his hand was glowing with golden light, looking at the rushing beast, he flew up unintentionally, holding the sword in both hands, the long sword suddenly became larger, and he 'cut down' towards the beast! Suddenly, a golden hill suddenly fell, crushing the rushing beast alive.

The person who came was obviously stunned, and he was stunned unintentionally, when he was dealing with the water duck in the river under the medicine king's field, the hill was only in its shape, but the blow just now clearly surpassed the previous time.

"If I had this kind of power at that time, would I ......" Wuxin remembered the scene of being trampled under Nangong Chiyue that night. The hatred in his heart suddenly became high, and his anger appeared on his face undisguisedly, looking at the donkey face in front of him, it actually coincided with Nangong Chiyue's face.

Rumble!

The momentum on Wuxin's body skyrocketed, and the golden sword took the initiative to approach the comer.

Mockery flashed in the man's eyes, his robe fluttered, and suddenly, a shivering cold air surged towards Wuxin from all directions. The scene around the Spirit Source Array was constantly changing, and when Wuxin approached that person, the heavens and the earth were already dark, the cold wind was like a blade, and Wuxin felt that his cheeks were scratched, and the person in front of him had long since disappeared.

"Damn, what kind of move is this?" Wuxin was in the dark, even if he had bright eyes, and he had long been accustomed to the darkness in a place like the Heavenly Abyss, but at this time, he still couldn't see anything. The cold wind blew, and he unintentionally felt the blades of the sword cut through his Dao robe and cut his skin.

A chill that fell into the depths swept him over, and he faced the situation for the first time.

A sword light fell from the sky, the cold wind disappeared, the darkness disappeared, and in front of his unintentional eyes, a slightly sloppy man with a wine jug hanging from his waist stabbed the killer in the chest with his sword.

"Stay alive and help me find out where he came from. Wuxin said.

At this moment, a column of blood erupted from the back of the killer's neck, his eyes were wide open, the vitality continued to dissipate, and his body slowly turned into a pool of black blood.

"The enemy you don't know?" Shan Huayuan saw that the other party committed suicide, looked at Wuxin and asked.

"I don't know!" Wuxin said lightly, looked at Shan Huayuan, and said, "Who are you?"

Shan Huayuan was surprised: "You don't know me?"

"Jianyu Sect is so big, how do I know?"

"People who drink a lot of wine and meddle in their own business!" Shan Huayuan said with a smile.

"Do you still want to drink, too!" asked Wuxin, looking at the pool of black blood underground.

"Wine, of course!" Shan Huayuan looked up and down with interest, untied the wine jug around his waist, and threw it to him.

The long sword in Wuxin's hand broke again, turning into powder, the Dao robe on his body was cut, and several eye-catching wounds emerged. Ignoring this, he took the flask, opened the lid, and poured it into his mouth.

Seeing this, Shan Huayuan said, "Your heart is very messy, do you want to talk?"

Wuxin said: "Good wine, this is the second best wine I have ever drunk!"

Shan Huayuan saw that he didn't care about him, and said with a smile: "What kind of wine is the first best wine?"

"Naturally, it's a fine wine made by the King of Medicine, but it's a pity that I forgot to ask him the name of the wine last time!"

"Medicine King?"

"Well, my brother!"

Shan Huayuan smiled, walked over, snatched the wine from Wuxin's hand, poured two sips, and said: "You are different, I didn't say thank you for saving you, I drank my wine, and I still disliked it." ”

"What kind of immortal cultivation is so careful!" Wuxin looked at Shan Huayuan and said, "Did you say it?"

Shan Huayuan nodded and said, "That's true!"

After a while, several night vigil disciples heard the movement and rushed up, Shan Huayuan smiled and said, "Are you interested in finding a place to continue drinking?"

Wuxin said: "Okay!"

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly felt that a force had rolled himself up, and when he appeared again, it was on the mountain road outside the stone tablet of Jianyu Sect.

"The rules of the sect are that you can't drink alcohol in the sect unless you have a fixed drinking day!" Shan Huayuan smiled and added, "The premise is not to be discovered. ”

Unintentionally looked at the sloppy and slightly vicissitudes of Shan Huayuan, shocked by the powerful power he had just exerted. Thinking that although he had the foundation of cultivating Fan Jue, he was not systematic enough after all, and thinking of his own situation, he couldn't help but speak: "I don't know which senior in the sect you are? Wuxin just needs a master......

"Come, drink, only drink tonight, don't say anything, drink as much as you want!" Shan Huayuan interrupted, took a few sips, and threw the wine bottle to Wuxin.

"Okay, just drink, but it's boring to drink like this, how about we bet?" Wuxin laughed.

"Who the hell did you learn from, how do you look like a ruffian in the market!"

"Don't like it?"

"No, just curious! But what do you want to bet on?"

"Of course it's gambling and drinking! I won, I'll be your master, I'll lose, you'll be my master, how?"

Shan Huayuan smiled and drank to himself. Seeing this, he snatched the flask, poured it into his mouth, and said, "Just when you agree." ”

In the middle of the night, the sound of autumn cicadas and insects shuttles through the mountains, and the moonlight passes through the treetops, stretching the two wanton drinking figures on the stone path, and the sound of bold laughter echoes in the mountains.