Chapter 285 Who will drink a pot of wine on Xianlu?
"This?"
Lanxing Jiejie smiled sternly, "This is a soul bead calcined by the soul of the Shenxiao Sword Emperor. Most of the three souls and seven souls have been removed, leaving only his pure training memory. It contains his understanding of the Yushen Sword, and the three
Qian Shenxiao Swordsmanship, the Changkong, Splitting Kong, and Crossing Kong that you secretly learned are only three-thousandths of three thousand, but he still has many ways to go."
"Damn, is he dead?" Yun Xiao asked dully.
"All that's left is the useless dregs." Lan Xing said.
"Poor baby." Yun Xiao pinched the white jade soul bead and asked, "Then can I directly comprehend his Three Thousand Divine Sky Sword Techniques?"
"Leave it to the owner of the Yushen Sword. This soul bead needs to be recognized as its owner. Only the owner can explore its cultivation memory." After Lanxing finished speaking, he glanced at Yun Xiao with disdain, "You don't need to tell me, I already know you want to do this.
Who are you giving this stuff to?"
"The big white lantern hangs high!" Chi Yue spread her claws and tried her best to describe.
"Since it's trash, it should have been eliminated to fools. Is there anything wrong with it?" Yun Xiao said as he put away the nine-color sword and the white jade soul bead.
"Nothing wrong." Lan Xing exclaimed, "You are killing all the way to the sky. You really should put a trash can in the mortal world and pile up some discarded things..."
"What the hell are you like?" Yun Xiao was furious.
His wish is actually very simple.
After seeing the fear of death among withered bones, he knew that birth, old age, illness and death were the fate of life, and the more mundane one was, the harder it was to avoid it.
There are only two people he can't forget the most right now!
One has become a stone in her hand, and she still has the ancestral god in the sky... She is not here for the time being, but at least she will exist forever.
As for the other one, she is the same as her former self, a mortal at the lowest level.
Disease, longevity, and old age are all her inevitable fate.
But Yun Xiao was afraid of all this coming.
Therefore, he did all this for a promise, and also to keep her, to keep the mortal hearts that once beat together, to keep the throbbing when they first entered the immortal road, to keep the fragrance that they smelled when they wielded swords together that night...
Zhouguang Tower, Yushen Sword!
All of this is just the purest respect and love for the senior sister who led the way for the little brother who had just entered the path of immortality.
When it comes to women in the world, Yun Xiao has no identity or talent level in his heart or eyes, only sincerity and purity.
In life, what will never be forgotten is the first meeting.
A pot of wine on the Immortal Road, who can drink it together?
For Yunxiao, in this fairy road of violent killings and intrigues, being able to return to the starting point of the dream and raise a glass to the bright moon with that warm and free and easy person is the tenderness that brings the soul into the harbor.
It even steals the comfort of half a day's leisure.
In the blink of an eye, the green soul is before your eyes.
The fairy road is full of smoke and dust, only this is green.
Even though the Sword Market is majestic and the peaks reach into the sky and the sea, the only holy places of swordsmanship in Yun Xiao's heart are Qinghun Mountain, Haoran Hall, Xiaoyunju, Stone Table Fish Pond and Osmanthus Tree...
And she will always be there!
Yun Xiao was dressed in white, flowing like clouds and falling in the courtyard.
After more than ten days, the flowers and plants in the courtyard became more and more beautiful, the fish in the pond were plump, and the stone table was spotless...
In this picture, there are no people and traces of people everywhere.
The young man walked through the flowers, passed by the fish pond, stood under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, and stared at the white jade lantern on the tree. Suddenly he forgot about the dangers and dangers on the fairy road, and his heart forgot about his worries and became peaceful.
"Junior Brother Yun."
A faint voice called after itself.
Yun Xiao trembled all over and turned around slowly. Where he stared, a woman in a black dress leaned against the door.
Her eyes were reddish and moist, and her fingertips holding the door frame trembled slightly.
"Sister."
Yun Xiao stood in the wind and smiled slightly, "Not seeing her for one day is like three autumns."
"so what?"
"I've missed you for more than thirty years."
…
That night.
There are stars in the sky.
Yun Xiao was sitting on the edge of the cliff, and she was on top of Yun Xiao.
Behind the jade back is an abyss.
She held Yun Xiao's head, letting the boy get lost in the white fairy road.
If the love between two people reaches a deep level, they cannot extricate themselves.
The starlight is like a dream, falling on the earth, turning the earth into a sea of colored light, and this pair of people is the only white light in the night.
Several jugs of Jiuquan wine around him were tipped over, and the nectar and jade liquid dripped with the rhythm.
Sometimes tactful, sometimes high-pitched.
If you have wine and a close friend, what more can you ask for?
A thousand cups of wine are less than a thousand cups of wine when you meet a close friend, not to mention the one who drinks with you is loved.
Overnight, Yun Xiao took advantage of the drunkenness to count the encounters of the past ten days in detail.
He did not hide anything from Senior Sister Zhao, including the Creation Immortal and Hunyuan Immortal, including his bond with Chen Xi, all blooming in the dark night amid the fragrance of wine.
And she listened quietly and never spoke.
When Yun Xiao was confused and puzzled, she handed him the jug, with a drunken face and affectionate eyes. Her hazy and free and charming look made Yun Xiao's cold heart melt away.
Another pot of wine enters the throat, and the smoke in the heart dissipates.
Yun Xiao has not flinched at all from his thoughts about the future. He is just a mortal who died unjustly. He was so blessed out of thin air and inherited a path of reforging and becoming an immortal. It is inevitable that there will be waves in his heart.
But today, there is no one left in the world who has any relatives. All these wonderful things are hidden in the heart. Who can a lonely person talk to?
Blue Star and Red Moon, they can't understand Yun Xiao's state of mind.
And Chen Xi, she is part of Hunyuan Immortal Lord...
In this infinite world, there is only one Senior Sister Zhao, who is like his only relative, who truly understands and pities him.
No matter how fearless a man is, he still needs a loved one to confide in him occasionally and show his youthful and sincere side.
If not, I will always be a cold immortal butcher. Even if it is more efficient, I am afraid that I will still have inner demons. I will only have anger and no trace of my youthful mind.
Only in front of her, he didn't have to pretend and could act like a child.
No matter how hard he tried, she could tolerate his childishness...
"Sister."
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, I just wanted to call you."
"Fool." Zhao Xuanran hugged his neck deeply, "Shout."
"Senior sister, senior sister, senior sister..."
"Here you are." She leaned lightly on his shoulder and looked ahead at the green soul of the Baili Mountain Forest. "Sister, I dare not go with you, but I will stay here forever. If you want to go home, I will
Will always be there.”
"Home?"
Qinghun, Jiange, Xiaoyunju.
Is this his home?
On his first day as a monk, he spent a dreamlike night here.
"I have a family." Yun Xiao's eyes were slightly red.
"Nonsense, how can a man be without a home? Even if he is a duckweed, he still has a place to dream of." Zhao Xuanran lectured.
After she finished speaking, she pressed her fingers on Yun Xiao's back and made several finger marks.
"How long will you stay when you come back this time?" she asked in a low voice.
"Leave at dawn."
"Oh..." Her fingers relaxed slightly.
"No matter where I go, I will find a way home." Yun Xiao held her jade finger and asked her to press it on his back again.
"good."
Zhao Xuanran hugged him tightly.
Very tight.
It was so tight that she felt like she had melted into his body and turned into a ball of water, washing away the evil thoughts, anger and tribulation from his body.
After becoming hysterical, she fell into a deep sleep.
There are many beautiful things in the dream, and there will no longer be separation, and she will not be a burden. She can even catch up with him, join hands in the clouds, and look down at the dust.
Only when you are awake will you understand that it is impossible.
Therefore, she chose to stay in the place where the dream began, giving him a warm home and a place for his greedy, ignorant and chaotic heart to rest.
They need each other.
She needs a hero, and he needs a family.
This has been a dream for a long time!
She always remembered that she was close to a heart beating like a beast.
It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that she woke up dimly in Xiaoyun's house.
There is a white jade bead on the table, which is a gift from him.
But she didn't look.
She chased him out. The flowers and plants in the courtyard were fragrant, but the white clothes were nowhere to be seen.
"Every time he comes and goes without a trace, he just runs away after doing something. This kid..."
She sat on the stone table and shook her head, somewhat dumbfounded.
"Um?"
Suddenly, a few words were carved on the stone table.
"Trash should be left to idiots."
She was startled.
"Rubbish?"
She thought of the incredible Eternal Light Tower.
At this time, she finally found that her body seemed to have changed...