For the monks in the Qiye Realm, Dragon God Island is a holy land, at least for the monks of the Demonic Way. Before the Qiye Python launched a killing of the righteous sects of the Tianma Continent, in the eyes of the righteous sects of the Qiye Realm, Dragon God Island is also a holy land.
Of course it has changed a long time now.
Although the righteous sect of Tianma Continent did not officially announce its withdrawal from the interface war, they repeatedly refused the conscript of Tianma Continent by the Demonic sect. At least they were disobedient and dealt with the matter every time and would never send out real main forces to participate in the war.
In recent years, even such conscripts have been stopped.
Because the interface war is basically in a "static" state, the two righteous and demons in the Qiye Realm gradually have the intention to return to the state of independence before the war.
However, the Dragon God Island is different from the past. The Dragon God Island in the past was always full of evil, horror and blood; the Dragon God Island is now peaceful and quiet, like a paradise.
The blood pool where the Qiye Python condensed its body had already turned into a quiet inland lake. The lake surface was sparkling, the lake water was clear and the scenery was so picturesque.
An old man is cooking tea on a small island in the middle of the lake.
The small red mud stove, the oily purple clay teapot, the small and exquisite purple clay tea cup, and the antique wood carving tables all make people feel that they have entered the mundane world.
The old man sitting next to the table was also "antique". He was wearing a kudzu robe, his hair was white, and his sagging skin was covered with age spots. He was over 70 years old and only had a pair of hands to cook tea.
Stablize.
The entire Dragon God Island was quiet, with only occasionally a breeze blew, causing a rippling ripples on the lake.
Suddenly, a light flashed above the sky, and two white figures suddenly appeared above the small lake. The man was handsome and upright, the woman was pure and refined, and she was elegant and restrained, simple and quiet. It was Xiao Fan and Xin
Lin and his wife.
Seeing the situation on the island in the middle of the lake, Xiao Fan smiled slightly and pressed the escape light. He went straight to the tea stove, lifted the hem of his robe, and honestly, he sat down, neither holding his fists to meet, nor talking.
Li Xin Lin stood behind him calmly, quietly without saying a word.
Xiao Fan smiled and watched the white-haired old man brewing tea with great concentration.
The white-haired old man's movements were still so calm and elegant. Every step was completed meticulously, and there was no emotional fluctuation due to the arrival of Xiao Fan and Xin Lin, as if he was the only one here, slowly
Cook fragrant tea.
In the past, when he was in the mundane world and had not yet embarked on the path of cultivation, Xiao Fan also liked to cook and taste tea and was very knowledgeable about tea ceremony.
The peaceful and elegant movements of the white-haired old man seemed to have made Xiao Fan return to a long time ago in an instant.
"There are actually many things in the world that are worth continuing."
The white-haired old man carefully poured a small handful of fragrant tea into the teacup, then lifted up the purple clay pot, injected the soup, and said softly as if he was talking to himself.
"For example, tea ceremony can cultivate the mind and cultivate the nature, and be quiet and far-reaching. Sometimes the effect is good, far away from meditation and retreat. Many colleagues are always impatient and are brave and diligent, and never want to be bored in these seemingly boring things.
It wasted a little effort in matters. It was also considered as if it was a mistake."
"No matter what, running too fast is not necessarily a good thing. You must stop at the right time, take some time, look back, and carefully savor the ups and downs of the past. Only then can you truly calm down in your mind.
, if you are eager to achieve success, the effect is often counterproductive."
The old man said, coughing twice.
"yes."
Xiao Fan answered softly, with a calm smile on his face, but there was no word redundant.
The old man looked up at him, and the light swept over Xin Lin's face, lowered his head again, and continued to cook tea soup meticulously, without any expression on his face.
Xin Lin frowned slightly.
This action is extremely slight and fleeting.
The reason why Xin Lin frowned was that the white-haired old man was so quiet. He was obviously busy in front of her. If he was not careful, he would disappear into the air and he could not sense his existence at all. If Xin Lin's cultivation was a little weaker
, maybe he would treat him as a phantom and think he was in the illusion array.
Even if what she sees now is really not true, it is impossible to be completely sure.
This is the first time that Xin Lin has encountered this situation after she successfully entered the Enlightenment Period.
Soon, the tea was cooked. The old man picked up a small purple clay teacup with bamboo clips and placed it gently in front of Xiao Fan, but ignored Xin Lin.
Xiao Fan picked up the teacup, took a sip, nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "Good tea."
“It’s good tea.”
The white-haired old man was not humble either and nodded to say yes.
"Fellow Taoist may not know that I have really spent a lot of effort to cultivate this Hundred Ninja Tea, which is about three hundred years ago. I just successfully cultivated it not long ago, and I received an invitation from a fellow Taoist. Therefore, fellow Taoist is
The first person to taste this tea.”
Xiao Fan smiled and said, "I am honored by Xiao."
The white-haired old man also picked up the teacup and sipped it. His eyes closed slightly, and he savored it carefully. Then he nodded with satisfaction, opened his eyes, put down the teacup, and his old eyes that seemed turbid were slowly settled.
Xiao Fan looked at his face for a long time before he sighed softly.
"The aura on the fellow Taoist is so strange... Lord Ancestor has indeed died."
Xiao Fan smiled slightly and didn't answer.
After showing the Qiye Python's natal weapons to Xuanyuan Old Monster, Mr. Guan Yin and others, he felt that there was no need to explain this issue.
Do you believe it or not, that is their business.
After a moment, the white-haired old man said, "What's the matter with fellow Taoist coming here?"
"Stop the army, negotiate peace, trade, and swear!"
Xiao Fan said concisely.
The white-haired old man's eyelids trembled slightly and said slowly: "Fellow Taoists should know that what they want is not easy."
Xiao Fan chuckled and said, "As long as the method is correct, it will not be very difficult."
The white-haired old man frowned slightly and asked, "What is the correct method?"
"Talk the right things with the right time, the right place, and the right people."
The white-haired old man smiled and said, "The time and place are correct, but whether the matter is correct, maybe my opinion is different from that of a fellow Taoist."
“How is it different?”
"Does fellow Taoist think that as long as the ancestor of this world falls, Qiye Realm will definitely make peace with the Nanzhou Continent?"
The white-haired old man's eyes gradually became sharper, and he was no longer the turbid and unsightly appearance before.
Xiao Fan shook his head and said, "Fellow Daoist Bai Ren is wrong. What Xiao said about stopping the military and discussing the four things does not mean that it is necessary to do this between the Qiye Realm and the Nanzhou Continent, and between the Qiye Realm and the Ancient Realm.
, and this is also the case. On the day of the alliance, the Qiye Realm will completely withdraw troops from the Nanzhou Continent and the Ancient Realm to restore the previous situation. After this, Xiao will set off immediately and go to the Blood Spirit Continent and Xuanwu Realm
, Please stop the war and speak out. From now on, the Somo Realm, the Qiye Realm, the Gaogu Realm, the Xuanwu Realm and the Middle Earth Realm will all live in peace, communicate in a friendly manner, and share resources."
"In this way, wouldn't the world be harmonious and civilization flourish?"
"Who do you think you are? Do you savior?"
Before the white-haired old man could speak, a dull and thunderous sound suddenly sounded.
On the lake not far away, waves were surging, and a figure appeared on the water surface. The man was wearing a blue-black armor and a blue-black helmet. His two short golden horns poked out from both sides of the helmet.
With a wide mouth and sharp teeth, a big nose and a long beard, a dark square halberd in his left hand, it looked majestic and murderous, and an ancient wilderness aura rushed towards him.
As soon as the golden horned man appeared, he stared at Xiao Fan fiercely, without hiding the boiling murderous intent in his heart.
"It turned out to be a fellow Taoist Wu Jiao from Nanminghai."
Xiao Fan glanced at him, nodded slightly, with a relaxed expression, as if he didn't take this person seriously at all.
The golden horned man was domineering and had reached the peak of the middle stage of Wuling. His magic power was so strong that he was far above the old monster Xuanyuan who had fought with Xiao Fan. He ranked first on the list of invitations issued by Xiao Fan.
Fourth, he was respected as the "Wu Jiao King" by a group of sea tribes in the Qiye Realm.
To put it in detail, Wu Jiao is also a Miao family of the Tianlong clan, but his bloodline is a bit complicated and impure. It is said that Wu Jiao in the Qiye Realm also has the bloodline of the blood scale dragon.
But this does not prevent the emergence of extremely powerful people from the Wujiao clan.
The black dragon king is as blood as the sea. In his heyday, he has great opportunities to break through the bottleneck of the middle stage of the spiritual enlightenment and enter the late stage.
It is precisely because of this that Xiao Fan's irresistible attitude suddenly made King Wu Jiao furious. He felt anger rising from the soles of his feet and rushed straight to the top of the door. He raised the Fangtian Painting Halberd in his hand.
, and then yelled: "Junior, do you really think that after using tricks to murder the ancestor, you will be invincible in the world?"
"If you want to unify the five interfaces, you must have that ability!"
Xiao Fan pulled the corner of his mouth, and a faint smile appeared, and said with a faint sarcasm, "So what kind of ability do you think you need to have to unify the five interfaces? Qiye Python has had this kind of experience.
It’s a pity that now my body is dead and my soul is destroyed, and I laugh for the world. Xiao never thought of unifying the world. He just wanted to stop the unnecessary killing of each other between the various interfaces. The way to cultivate is to pursue happiness and immortality, and
It’s not to practice stronger killing skills. What’s the benefit of fighting like this? You kill me and I kill you?"
"Hmph, don't talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality here. This kind of nonsense is just nonsense. The world of cultivation is the prey of the weak, so what should we not be? Since you dare to challenge so many of our fellow practitioners with one person, then
Let me see it carefully, what are your methods!"
The King of Wujiao shouted, and his murderous aura was filled with more and more murderous aura.
At the same time, figures appeared around the island in the middle of the lake. Some were very close, while others were very far away, more than a thousand feet away. However, no matter how far or near, these more than a dozen masters in the middle stage of the Wuling period were
, vaguely adopted a siege against Xiao Fan and Xin Lin. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!