The long black sword in front of Baili Qingfeng must have been stained with the blood of an immortal.

The leader of the Dao Sect had an immortal statue trapped on his shoulder, and he had been with him for a long time.

Today, Dao Sect Master's shoulders are exuding wisps of immortal energy, and the immortal energy is clearly mixed with hostility.

This is indeed a good sword.

The black hilt, black sword body, and even the fine patterns on the long sword are darker black.

Lu Jing's spiritual thoughts lingered on the long sword, and under the rays of starlight, the sword light on the black long sword became even more blazing.

"Does Master Baili know the origin of this sword?"

Lu Jing asked Baili Qingfeng.

Baili Qingfeng stretched out a finger and flicked the long sword.

Zheng!

The crisp sound of the sword suddenly spread throughout the ice peak.

"Is this the Immortal Slayer Black Gold?" Baili Qingfeng asked.

Lu Jing's eyes lit up and he nodded: "Although I know the name of this sword, I don't know the origin of this immortal-slaying black gold."

"He was the sword that Emperor Chongtian wore before he ascended the throne.

Later, the spiritual wave came to the mortal world, and this sword never appeared again.

It seems that Emperor Chongtian no longer uses the sword."

Baili Qingfeng sighed: "Emperor Chongtian is favored by heaven and earth, gathers the spirits of heaven and earth, and is proficient in hundreds of ways.

Kendo is one of his main disciplines, and he once mastered the nineteen styles of kendo. When he was the prince, he was still proud of his kendo."

Lu Jing looked at the dark sword with some surprise in his eyes.

Killing Immortal Black Gold?

The name of this sword does seem to have the demeanor of worshiping the Emperor of Heaven.

"The name Black Gold of the Immortal Slaughter was also given by Emperor Chongtian. I still remember that before the spiritual tide came, Emperor Chongtian was so heroic that he had the potential to swallow up the heaven and the earth with his great power.

But later, the battle for the spiritual tide in heaven and earth ended in defeat in the human world, and the black gold sword of killing immortals seemed to have been hidden away by Emperor Chongtian and never appeared in the world again.

In the blink of an eye, it has been more than fifty years."

There was a sigh in Baili Qingfeng's tone: "This sword is worthy of your reputation as a young swordsman, and it is also worthy of your fearless sword spirit.

He is the sword that killed the owner of the first floor building."

Lu Jing stared at Tu Xian Black Gold, and suddenly thought of it in his mind, and a sword energy of support suddenly appeared.

In an instant, the dark lines on the body of the Immortal Tu's black gold sword were suddenly outlined with fine golden fragments, looking simple and solemn.

"It's surprising that Emperor Chongtian gave you this sword.

It's a pity... Tu Xian Black Gold once had an owner like Emperor Chongtian. If you want to hold this sword and exert the power of this first-grade famous sword, I'm afraid it's not that easy."

Baili Qingfeng spoke like this.

Lu Jing smiled and took the initiative to ask: "Master Baili has not been to Taixuan Capital for a long time. The last time he came to Xuandu was out of helplessness.

I wonder why you entered Xuandu this time?"

Baili Qingfeng turned to look in the direction of Taixuanjing.

"I didn't mean to come here."

There was a sigh in Baili Qingfeng's tone, and then his eyes turned to the osmanthus wine in Lu Jing's hand.

Lu Jing understood and threw the osmanthus wine bottle to Baili Qingfeng.

Baili Qingfeng took a sip of wine, savored the fine wine in his mouth, and praised: "I have a ladle of wine, which can soothe the wind and dust."

Everything in the world is difficult, but this sweet-scented osmanthus wine has been what I drank from my youth to my old age. The people who make the wine change, and so does the taste. But when I drink it, it can soothe my mind."

Lu Jing noticed that Baili Qingfeng seemed a little sad, so he didn't ask any more questions, and just smiled and said: "I didn't call you a lover of wine at first, but later someone took me to drink, and some made me drunk.

After being drunk for two or three times, you will appreciate the beauty of what is in this cup.

The so-called half-drunk and half-awake day after day, the flowers bloom and fall year after year.

The thing in the cup is Prajna soup, and sometimes a cup can relieve a thousand worries."

Baili Qingfeng's eyes lit up. He was no longer standing in the clouds, but came to Lu Jing's side in front of the ice peak.

I saw him flipping his wrist, and there was another jar of old wine in his hand.

"This is Huangfeng wine. I made it from the essence of Huangshan collected in the East China Sea. I only brewed seven or eight pots.

Now that the East China Sea has become increasingly smoky and the essence of Huang Shan has disappeared, it has become even more difficult to brew such wine."

"Although I only have a one-time relationship with you, you and I are also in love, and we happen to like to drink this Wangyou Soup. Fortunately, we got drunk together."

The clear breeze in Baili is in high spirits.

"In ancient times, all the sages were lonely. Only those who drank left their names. In a few days, you might die in the hands of Lord Shuiyun that day, so take this opportunity to get drunk."

…

Two people, one old and one young.

One is the current leader of the Evil Dao Sect, who consecrates demons and consecrates demons. There are countless demons under his command. There are already seven great saints in Zhuxing Mountain, one of the three mountains of the Evil Dao Sect.

The other one is Duke Jing of the current dynasty, who is a world-famous young leader, a young swordsman, and a hero who can call upon the wind and rain, and save the trouble in the middle of the river.

The two of them drank on the ice peak until they were extremely drunk.

Baili Qingfeng originally only wanted to open a jar of Huangfeng wine, but after drinking from one jar, he opened another jar, until there were five more jars in front of the Bingfeng where Mr. Fourth was practicing his sword.

The Huangfeng wine he had treasured for a long time was drained in one gulp.

Baili Qingfeng did not feel it was a pity. The two talked freely about the world, starting from Taixuanjing to the Road in the River, from the human world to heaven, and from the court to the world's sects.

Lu Jing seems young, but he has read thousands of classics, and because of his previous fate as an immortal and Confucian, he has the gift of photographic memory, so he can naturally talk to Baili Qingfeng.

One old and one young, the world is new, and the old strong drink happily on this ice peak.

Until nightfall, Lu Jing suddenly seemed to realize something and stood up.

Baili Qingfeng on the side had a strong smell of alcohol in his mouth, his face was red, and he was obviously drunk.

The drunk Baili Qingfeng also stood up and looked at the gate of Taixuanjing.

It was pitch dark there, except for the early summer evening wind that carried a puff of dust.

But at this moment, Lu Jing raised his eyebrows slightly.

A mysterious starlight from the sky fell in his eyes, and he clearly saw a dark flag unfolding high in front of the city gate. The vitality between heaven and earth silently fell into the dark flag, turning into invisible mist, covering it up.

The person who lives under that flag.

Under the flag, Yu Dongshen was accompanied by the white tiger, and nine hundred tiger-riding soldiers behind him followed him silently, disappearing into the moonlight together.

"This Prince Chong'an is quite interesting."

Lu Jing thought to himself: "You told me today that if you don't go there in two or three days, you will go back to the Three Prefectures of Chong'an, but by night, you have already left Xuandu."

Baili Qingfeng squinted her eyes: "Your new friend doesn't seem to take your promise seriously."

"But it's not surprising. He doesn't know that you have reflected five Yuan stars, nor does he know that you have gone to the fairyland in the sky to see Langfeng City in person, and also seen an emperor star."

Lu Jing suddenly stood up and asked: "Master Baili, Yu Qixiang of Chong'an Sanzhou is the great sage of Zhuxing Mountain, and Yu Qixiang is the sister of Yudong God. Speaking of which, you and Chong'an Sanzhou also have something to do with each other.

Fan Yuanyuan.

It’s better to…”

The drunkenness in Baili Qingfeng's eyes suddenly dissipated.

He waved his hand and looked at Taixuanjing again.

"I have a deeper connection with Yu Qixiang, so it doesn't hurt to have some contact with her.

But Yu Dongshen, who now carries the banner of Chong'an Three Prefectures, is different.

If I help him, it will do a lot of harm to Dao Zong and even Yu Dongshen but not a single benefit."

Lu Jing noticed the direction where his eyes were looking, and his expression was a little cold.

"That's strange to say."

Lu Jing shook his head and said: "Some noble people seem to not care about anything in the world and only care about the chessboard they made.

But sometimes, I seem to care a lot about the established rules of the world..."

Baili Qingfeng smiled: "It's actually very easy to understand, but I just hope everything is under control."

When he said this, he glanced at Lu Jing again: "Don't be arrogant because of your favor. Just because you killed Taichong Longjun and got this Immortal-Slaying Black Gold doesn't mean you can act willfully."

Lu Jing nodded solemnly, and suddenly changed the subject and said to Baili Qingfeng: "Junior, there is something I don't understand. Sect Master Baili has been wandering around the world for many years. He should know the causes and consequences and see more clearly. I hope Sect Master Baili can do something for me.

The junior will answer one or two."
To be continued...