"Aha, are you afraid?" asked Ironstone.

"Hmm. It's a little scary. The young chicken pecked at the rice and nodded repeatedly.

"When Master I talked about this, I was also very afraid. Iron Stone Heart said.

As soon as Feng Qingye heard this, he let out his gaze and stared at the King Kong-like man opposite, which obviously meant that a person like you was so timid.

Tie Shixin was a little embarrassed to be stared at, and quickly explained: "Wind... Brother Feng, I was very young at that time. ”

Hearing these words, Feng Qingye couldn't help but laugh, and Tie Shixin was stunned and laughed. The smile didn't matter, the more they laughed, the more they laughed, the two pointed at each other, and their bodies trembled with laughter. In the end, the wind and light night simply rolled on the ground with laughter, rolling around hand and foot on the ground.

After laughing, the two felt closer.

I picked up something the size of a sesame seed, and chattered for a while, and the sky began to get a little dark, and the shadow of the evening fog rose more than enough.

At this time, Feng Qingye stood up, held a stoneware green bowl, learned the style of Tie Shixin, poured a sip, and said drunkenly: "Brother Tie, if you have wine and no song, you are not perfect." Let's listen to my brother sing a wine song, so I will disperse today's drink, and then get drunk again tomorrow, okay?"

"No!" Iron Stone also shouted.

Feng Qingye straightened his figure, held the wine bowl high above his head, and shouted loudly: "Listen to the water lily mountain, I respect a bowl of wine." Listen to me. Ignoring the fact that there is "me" and "me" in this sentence, he poured out the wine and sprinkled it on the snow.

Then, holding the empty bowl, he stood in the wind and sang loudly:

"The Mo Dao Immortal family is like a family,

Dream lotus in the depths of the cold smoke.

Who comes here to bring the wine?

A lake of ice jade and a lake of yarn. ”

Its shape and demeanor are outstanding, its voice is melodious and clear, and its sound is like a turn. Tie Shixin looked at it, his expression was confused, and he praised it in his heart: What a strange boy!

Then he stood up and shouted: "Good song, good song!

The two of them dispersed, and the pots and bowls of leftover meat were abandoned in the middle of the lake, and they didn't care, and they went back to the cedar forests on the east and west sides, naturally they were stumbling and drunk.

The next day, I woke up in the light of the night, and my head was still dizzy. It's not that he hasn't drunk wine, and he often drinks a few glasses of it, and it's still a real spirit wine, but compared with the throat burning knife of the iron and stone heart, the spirit wine tastes much lighter, which is so fierce? What's more, the grandfather and grandson only drink lightly. Yesterday, I was drinking, the wind was light and the night was crazy, and I drank more, and I was really drunk for seven or eight points.

The boy lay on the bed, relaxed his whole body, patted his forehead, put his thumbs against the temples that were a little swollen on both sides, and slowly rubbed them, and then he was 100% awake. The mind pondered, Tie Shixin drank more than him, and was probably drunk, and drunk a little heavier.

Suddenly, he remembered something, bounced up from the bed, walked to the table, grabbed the Qingli Hanyu bottle, and shook it gently, only the water shook and shook, so he took out a water spirit stone from the storage bag and put it in the bottle. The spirit stone "clanged", and it sounded crisply, and the sound was extremely good.

Feng Qingye made the Spirit Gathering Array again, prepared to cultivate, thought about it, and finally put it back, walked out of the hut, and prepared to go to investigate the iron and stone heart that was also drunk yesterday.

As soon as he came out of the cedar forest, he saw Iron Stone Heart in the middle of the lake, holding a shield in one hand and wielding his shovel in the other. The remnants of yesterday are gone, and it seems that the heart of stone has long been cleaned up. The surface of the clean lake is as white as ever, and nothing has happened there, or even if something has happened, it has nothing to do with the clean lake.

The dancing shovel of the iron heart is similar to a certain axe technique, strong, concise, and full of indomitable courage. The fire attribute true qi formed a sharp edge about half a foot long from the tip of the spade, and with a wave, it tore through the cold air of the Water Lily Lake, just like a lightning shining in the dense rain.

In the eyes of the young man, he appreciates the concentration of the iron heart more. This is a kind of concentration with a deep masculine temperament, between heaven and earth, he is a lofty mountain, is a rugged rock, is a solid earth, is a mighty flood peak.

Seeing the young man coming lightly, Tie Shixin took the shield and opened the shovel, and smiled kindly: "Brother Feng, are you awake?"

"yes, wake up. Brother Tie is good at exercises, and my brother was a little stupid just now. The boy boasted.

"The routine of my dance is called the eighteen styles of opening the mountain, and I only have this set of tricks. Brother Wind smiled. Tie Shixin scratched his head shyly, thought about it for a while, and then said: "Brother Feng, what kind of magic weapon are you using, and you can also make a messenger, let me take a look, okay?"

"Good. "The wind is light and the night responds.

After speaking, he stood there, closed his eyelids, remained motionless for about twenty breaths, opened his eyes, and felt out the small sword. I guess I was thinking about what kind of swordsmanship I was dancing all the way just now.

The small sword that the young man took out was about five inches long, and the whole body was crystal clear, as if ice and snow were condensed, exposed in the palm of his hand, and it was also as if it had no weight at all, light and fluttering, and there was a feeling that the wind would blow it out of the sky. The wind and night grabbed the hilt of the sword, the true qi was injected, and the small sword turned into an ice sword blade three feet and nine minutes long, as if it was not an ice sword, its breath was dense, and it seemed to be virtual and real. Iron and stone heart can't see clearly.

Feng Qingye looked at Tie Shixin and said: "Brother Tie, the three styles of the wind I danced are family heirloom swordsmanship, you are seriously optimistic, and it will not be beneficial to you." ”

Tie Shixin nodded calmly, even if he was honest, he also understood the meaning of the young man's existence. So he walked away and puffed up a pair of copper bells, for fear of missing any detail.

The wind stands in the middle of the lake at night, and the breath is slightly dewed, straight like a sword. Gradually, the breath spreads out, blending into the surrounding space, the feeling of people like sword blades is also slowly, slowly disappearing, the body is also in a trance, the whole person gradually transforms from the real to the ethereal meaning, the person then drifts away from the lake, rising to a height of more than two feet, if the lake wind holds the waist, its charm, then like the light clouds cover the moon.

Concentrate on the unity of the iron and stone heart, as if the consciousness of oneself has also changed from the real to the virtual, faintly capturing the rhythm and meaning of the transformation.

Suddenly, the virtual figure moved from stillness, like a frightening wave, the blade of the sword in his hand swung out, drawing a mysterious shadow, ethereal and fresh, if the breeze blows through the green willow leaves, if the sigh drips down the quiet clear spring; These two flowing shadows, cherish each other, love each other, if the jade luan is born and smoke, if the cloud car flies away.

Immediately after, the two flowing shadows merged into one, and with it, the ethereal realm dissolved, and a violent wind rolled by, and in an instant, the air flow of the entire water lily lake was also stirred, and the flowing wind swirled, becoming more and more rapid and fierce. The flowing shadow, which has become one, pulls the wind on the surface of the lake, and spins straight up the sky, as if it wants to pierce the sky.

It wasn't until the storm finally went to the end of the sky that the lake returned to its original form, and the virtual form of the boy was clearly restored, and he still stood there, as if he had not moved.

Tie Shixin looked like a woodcock, and the wind was light and the night was self-saving, and he was realizing what he had just seen. didn't alarm him, took the Xuantie Cold Jade Array Plate, and went to cultivate.