After Feng Qing's voice fell, Qin Xuan's expression improved. No wonder he felt that Fen Lao's breath had recovered, but he still couldn't wake up. It turned out that it would take some time.
Suddenly Qin Xuan's brows twitched, and he faintly felt something strange. In the past, Brother Feng's tone was very casual and light-hearted, but this time it was very deep, as if he had something on his mind.
"Brother Feng, what's wrong with you?" Qin Xuan asked with concern.
"It's nothing, I'm just thinking about some things in the past, and I'm just feeling some nostalgia." Feng Qing's laughter came, but Qin Xuan could hear it. The laughter was very forced, and Brother Feng must have something on his mind.
Qin Xuan was silent for a moment and suddenly said: "If Brother Feng has any difficulties, you might as well tell me. Maybe I can help. If you still have unfulfilled wishes, I can fulfill them for you."
Qin Xuan's voice fell, and Feng Qing suddenly became quiet. He felt very warm in his heart. He had not felt this kind of warmth for many years.
"You don't have to worry about me. I'm a saint. What can trouble me in this world?" Feng Qing said with a playful smile, as if he had returned to his previous state.
Qin Xuan's eyes flashed with a solemn look. Brother Feng refused to say it. It seemed that he didn't want him to know. Suddenly Qin Xuan's expression froze and he thought of a possibility. Could this matter be related to Brother Feng's enemies?
He still remembered that the first time he met Feng Qing was at Burial Longyuan. At that time, Brother Feng was suppressed by the Eternal Demonic Monument. Now that he knew that Feng Qing's cultivation was that of a saint, he could imagine how many enemies Brother Feng had.
.
At least he is also a saint, even stronger than Brother Feng.
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The next day, Ximen Guyan left the inn and walked towards the Sky Castle.
Not long after, a strong guard in the Sky Castle saw a figure walking from a distance, with a strange look on his face. Why did this person look familiar?
As the figure got closer and closer, the guard saw the appearance of the person clearly. He was a middle-aged man with deep eyes and sharp features. He looked quite handsome, and his black hair was fluttering in the wind.
, revealing the indescribable chicness.
"This is..." The guard seemed to be thinking of something, and suddenly his expression froze there, with a look of incomparable horror on his face, Ximen Guyan!
He also went to watch the contest for marriage that took place in the center of Tianhuang City two days ago, but at that time he was in the crowd and could only look at Ximen Guyan from a distance and admire his grace. After all, he only had the sixth level of Yuan Wang cultivation and no
The qualifications are too close.
However, I didn't expect that I would see his true appearance at such a close range today. At this moment, I couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion in my heart. Ximen Guyan is really, really handsome.
I saw Ximen Guyan walking step by step, walking in the air, each step seemed very slow, but in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the guard.
The guard's body seemed to be stiff, standing there stupidly, looking at Ximen Guyan with a dull look, as if his face was imprinted in his mind.
Ximen Guyan continued to move forward and disappeared in front of him in just a moment.
Although it was only for a brief moment, and even Ximen Guyan didn't look at him, he was already satisfied. Seeing some people's grace once was a blessing in life.
The top floor of the skyscraper.
In the main hall, Lord Taishi was talking about something with Ji Xuan. Lord Taishi suddenly looked outside the hall, with a smile on his face and said to himself: "Here we come."
"Coming?" Ji Xuan looked stunned for a moment, and soon knew who was coming, and then asked Lord Taishi: "Master, do I need to avoid it?"
He knew that when Ximen Guyan came here, he might not only return the Jiulong Manghuang Tower, but also have other major matters to discuss.
"Well, please step back first." Lord Taishi Huang waved his hand.
"Disciple, please leave." Ji Xuan bowed towards Lord Taishi, and then left the hall with a flash of figure. Not long after Ji Xuan left, a handsome figure appeared outside the hall, it was Ximen Guyan.
"You are finally willing to come. I have been waiting for you for thousands of years." Taishi Huangzhu smiled at Ximen Guyan, with a hint of complaint in his tone.
If someone hears this, I am afraid they will be shocked and speechless. The Lord of the Vast Desolate Realm, one of the top people in the entire Tianxuan Nine Realms, has waited for someone for thousands of years. That person has such a big air.
!
"You are now the master of the wilderness. You are so famous. I am just an idle person. How can I have the dignity to see you?" Ximen Guyan said in a casual tone, as if talking to an ordinary friend.
"Sit down." Lord Taishihuang said.
Ximen Guyan randomly found a place to sit down, and looked around the hall, his eyes sometimes shining brightly, and jokingly said: "Your place is not bad, the desolate master is really impressive."
"You still care about this?" Taishi Huangzhu rolled his eyes at Ximen Guyan and said, "If you really cared about the place, you wouldn't have been hiding in Sunset Guyan City for decades."
Sunset Guyan City was established ten thousand years ago. At that time, the two saints of Qin Sheng and Qin Demon jointly guarded it. It was as prosperous as a main city. Then the two people left one after another. It was not until a few decades ago that Ximen Guyan returned to Sunset Guyan.
Yancheng never left again.
Very few people knew that he did not come back alone, but also held a baby girl in his hands, which was naturally Ximen Bingyue.
Ximen Guyan smiled when he heard this, looked at Lord Taishi and said, "Have I come out now? I won't go back in the future. Bingyue will be there at Sunset Guyan City. If you still remember your old friend,
Because of her kindness, just send a few saints to help her."
"Get lost!" Taishi Huangzhu immediately cursed when he heard this sentence. Does this guy think that he is a saint? How many more people should he send?
Ximen Guyan didn't seem to mind being scolded at all, his expression was very indifferent, as if he had been used to it, because he had seen the truest side of Lord Taishi.
"Time flies so fast, it's been more than 20,000 years, right?" Ximen Guyan suddenly sighed, with a trace of longing and nostalgia in his eyes. If time could be turned back, he would rather give up his cultivation and become a
Ordinary ordinary people.
"Twenty-eight thousand years have passed since you, I, the sunset and the poetry, met in the Demonic Wasteland, traveled together to the ruins, and read all the mountains and rivers. How carefree and free that time was, I still remember it fresh when I think about it now." Tai.
Lord Shihuang said slowly, with a trace of helplessness in his tone.
"Ouyang, maybe I shouldn't practice."
Ximen Guyan suddenly smiled bitterly and said, because of his cultivation, he has strong strength, and there are many things that he couldn't stand and wanted to change. However, he finally discovered that even if he cultivated to the point where countless people admired him, he still could not change anything.
No.
Taishi Huangzhu, whose surname is Ouyang and whose given name is Huang.
"You are wrong." Ouyang Huang shook his head. Ximen Guyan's expression flashed and he looked at Ouyang Huang.
"You are born like this. You hate evil as much as you hate it, and you have a righteous temperament. Even if you don't practice practice at the beginning, after seeing too many miserable experiences, you will still embark on the path of practice. It's just a matter of time."
Ouyang Huang spoke slowly, as if he had seen through everything. He had known Ximen Guyan for many years and was very familiar with him.
Ximen Guyan was silent for a long time. He looked at Ouyang Huang solemnly and said, "After Bingyue gets married, I will pick up Shiyu. If I don't come back, take care of it for me. Don't tell her."
Where have I been."
Ouyang Huang's eyes narrowed. He knew that Ximen Guyan was determined. If it weren't for the birth of Ximen Bingyue, this guy would have gone to Sanqing Mountain to receive poems. Now that Bingyue has been entrusted to him, he has no worries anymore. Naturally,
I need to find poetry.
"Do you have any news about Luo Ri?" Ouyang Huang suddenly looked at Ximen Guyan and asked. Ling Rui Ri and Ximen Guyan are both good at piano skills, but their skills are completely different.
"Ten thousand years ago, a figure suddenly appeared on Sanqing Mountain. He killed countless emperors with the sound of the piano, seriously injured several saints, and finally tried his best to escape from the siege. This guy was more anxious than me."
Although Ximen Guyan's tone was joking, there was a look of self-blame and guilt in the depths of his eyes. Shiyu was his wife, but he couldn't save her. Ling Luuri was his best friend, but he didn't care if he was injured.
Being there, this feeling is so uncomfortable.
He has been living in suffering for these years, until today he is finally free and can do the things he has always wanted to do but could not do.
Ouyang Huang looked at Ximen Guyan deeply. He naturally knew Ximen Guyan's heart, so he did not try to persuade him.
In fact, he would have gone to Sanqing Mountain in the past, but now that he is the lord of the wilderness, he is no longer just one person. He shoulders the responsibility of countless people in the wilderness and cannot bring disaster to the wilderness because of his own selfishness.
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"I will take care of Bingyue for you. No one can hurt her. Don't worry." Ouyang Huang sighed.
"Thank you." Ximen Guyan nodded slightly, suddenly thought of something, and said: "There is another person, I hope you can take more care of him."
"Who?" Ouyang Huang's eyes showed a hint of surprise. He couldn't think of anyone else besides Ximen Bingyue who could make Ximen Guyan care so much.
"My disciple." Ximen Guyan said.
"Qin Xuan?" Ouyang Huang said. Ji Xuan mentioned this person to him when he came back before, but his cultivation seemed to be at the seventh level of the Yuan King Realm. He didn't understand why Ximen Guyan would accept him as a disciple.
Ximen Guyan's expression suddenly became extremely serious, he stared at Ouyang Huang and said in a deep voice: "I predict that this son will dominate Tianxuan's destiny in the future!"
After saying these words, Ouyang Huang's heart trembled suddenly, and a look of madness flashed in his eyes. Who controls Tianxuan's destiny, a descendant of the Yuan King Realm?
Even he, the Desolate Lord who controls the entire Desolate Territory, thinks that he cannot do this. It would be ridiculous if a junior could do it.
Ximen Guyan stood up, leaving the Nine Dragons Manghuang Tower behind, and then walked slowly outside. His figure gradually became smaller, and then a voice came into the hall.
"Trust me, he will do it."
Ouyang Huang looked shocked, and Ximen Guyan's words kept echoing in his mind. Although he thought these words were ridiculous, in his impression, everything his friend said seemed to come true.