Chapter 9: Bonfire Night Talk
A big battle allowed Zhang Qingxuan to see the different swordsman style in this world, and he really knew why the bloodline of ancient fierce beasts could compete with the human race, and what was the real one who was not crazy and could not survive. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
Although the one in his hand is not a golden hoop stick, it is the same as the mythical "vast supernatural power", the stick method is boundless, splitting mountains and splitting stones, and only waiting for leisure.
The other is obviously not a sword immortal, but the art of the imperial sword makes Zhang Qingxuan, a monk who claims to be a sword immortal, embarrassed.
Zhang Qingxuan watched it heartily, and was a little embarrassed, not to mention the bearded Yan Chixia, it was the monkey, which also made Zhang Qingxuan see the real ancient fierce beast fighting methods, which was incomparable to the "micro tricks" of the fake Taoist priests before.
And the other audience has already become in a state of intoxication, compared to Zhang Qingxuan, it is more advantageous, unlike Zhang Qingxuan, because he knows too much, it is difficult to comprehend too many mysteries.
I don't know when it arrived, I saw the monkey suddenly laugh three times, and a large area of flames suddenly appeared all over its body, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a tall fire man, raised its stick, and in just one moment, the Chixia sword was smashed out and flew out.
The bearded Yan Chixia seemed to understand something, and with a wave of his hand, the sword turned a few heels, shook in the air, and flew straight towards the bearded man, and he stopped attacking the monkey, and then looked at the monkey, but he also stopped the stick.
"Hahaha, this time the deity is really happy, there is Lao Jianjun, and suddenly I remembered that there is something important, that's all for today, we'll meet another day. The monkey clenched his fists, and no matter how Yan Chixia answered, he left straight away.
Yan Chixia said twice, and didn't speak, just hugged her fist in the direction where the monkey left, flicked her sleeves, and the Chixia sword went straight inside, and then disappeared.
In the time that Zhang Qingxuan hadn't reacted, this "sparring" battle ended so abruptly, and he only saw the monkey's somersault in the end, as well as Yan Chixia's shaking hand to withdraw the Chixia sword.
As soon as the sleeve robe was rolled, Zhang Qingxuan and Lixuan were taken back to the Baiyue Mountains by Yan Chixia, and he said "tiger head and snake tail" in his heart, but his heart seemed to be scratched by a cat's claws, full of curiosity.
Seeing that the fox was still immersed in his own world, thinking that he was comprehending what he had gained, it was better not to disturb him, he set his eyes on Yan Chixia and cautiously asked his own questions.
"Senior Sword Monarch, I don't know who you are winning and who is losing?"
Yan Chixia paused, glanced at the curious Zhang Qingxuan, and suddenly he laughed, "You little guy, if you have any doubts, just ask in a dignified manner, what is there to hesitate, the channel will not hide it from you, this is a good loss." β
After speaking, he looked at the sunset in the distance and sighed self-deprecatingly, "But speaking of which, it has to be regarded as a poor road loss, that great venerable didn't use all his strength, I think you little guy can guess it." As he spoke, he glanced at Zhang Qingxuan.
Zhang Qingxuan was dumbfounded, scratching his head, a little embarrassed, didn't he think that people couldn't do it in front of others, such behavior was a little ......
Yan Chixia suddenly retracted her gaze, waved her hand, snapped, and patted Zhang Qingxuan on the shoulder "fiercely", "Little guy, what do you want to do so much, you have to be proud of life, I can't beat that old guy, I should not live in vain, right?"
After speaking, he still hunched his back, stroked his beard with one hand, and put the other hand behind his back, making a "grandfather" shape, making Zhang Qingxuan almost laugh, but he didn't expect this "famous" sword monarch to have this side.
Laughing all the way, it didn't take long for them to find Qing'er and Erhei, and they had a greeting and inspection, of course, it was just Zhang Qingxuan and Qing'er, as for Erhei, it was big-hearted, and it actually found another red fruit tree and drove away the guardian beast.
Zhang Qingxuan was a little angry, but he was helpless, this guy was sure that he had no accident, and said, "Don't you say you're okay, come, eat the fruit." "Okay, Zhang Qingxuan only has to turn grief and anger into food.
Yan Chixia was very interested in Erhei, as if he had seen something, but he finally shook his head, then looked at Raccoon and then at Zhang Qingxuan.
Zhang Qingxuan asked, but he just shook his head and warned Zhang Qingxuan, "Treat these two well, your benefits are absolutely indispensable." Then he passed Zhang Qingxuan a mantra and asked him to put away the fox.
In fact, this mantra is really useless to Zhang Qingxuan, because this is used to make it bigger and smaller, and Zhang Qingxuan is just a link to pass on the mantra.
At night, a bonfire, an urn of wine, in this dangerous Baiyue Mountains, they are rare and blatant, everything comes from strength, Zhang Qingxuan couldn't help but sigh.
Yan Chixia is definitely a person who loves wine, which can be seen from the gaze of his eyes at the wine urn, and he almost didn't drool out.
Zhang Qingxuan laughed secretly, waved his hand at Qing'er, and then personally poured a full glass of wine for the bearded man, while Qing'er obediently offered various spirit fruits, but looking at Yan Chixia's gaze, these spirit fruits were probably equivalent to nothing, and they were not as good as a few drops of wine overflowing from the wine glass.
Zhang Qingxuan continued to pour himself a glass slowly, and in front of Yan Chixia, he raised his glass, "Senior, please." β......
When the wine was half-drunk, Zhang Qingxuan looked at the melons and fruits that had not moved, shook his head helplessly, and he arched his hand, "I don't know if the seniors can tell the juniors about the recent events on the rivers and lakes, and why the seniors came." β
Yan Chixia drank another glass of wine, and smiled at Zhang Qingxuan, "I thought you kid would be able to calm down for a while? For the sake of this fine wine, I'll tell you about it." He placed his glass on the table.
Of course, Zhang Qingxuan "knows the meaning of elegance when he hears the string song", hurriedly poured him full of wine, the bearded man nodded, and he looked like a child who could be taught, "This monkey wine, how many times can I taste it in the worldββ"
Babbling, Yan Chixia was reluctant to put down the cup, and it was rare that he didn't drink all the wine, "Speaking of which, Tai Chi Zhenren entrusted me to find you is considered a fateful meeting, and I can find you, but it is also due to luck." β
Waving his hand, he stopped what Zhang Qingxuan wanted to say, "Hey, I entered this Baiyue Mountain Range, but I didn't want to look for you specifically, it can only be regarded as a way, I can meet it in the vast mountains, it's not luck!"
Another sip of wine, but this time he drank it all, Zhang Qingxuan hurriedly poured it full, "I don't know why grandpa he entrusted his seniors to find juniors, the rivers and lakes are ......"
Yan Chixia was a little surprised, and interrupted Zhang Qingxuan's words, "You kid still don't know? β
Taking the wine handed over by Zhang Qingxuan, he continued, "In that case, I'll tell you about these things." β