Jiuzun asked

The well water in the well was as turbid as yellow sand, and heat waves came upwards one after another.

The cemetery guard looked at Xiao Wendao and stood up, unbuttoned his belt, and actually started to urinate.

Although Xiao Wenwen didn't like people "playing" with him, that person was not young, and he was still the gravekeeper of the "King's Tomb", so he turned his head and walked out.

"There's a toad at the bottom of the well, and the toad doesn't speak." The tomb guard said in a strange tone again.

Lu Zhan turned his head to look at the old man, and pulled out the Tianzhi knife half an inch. Although the cave was not too dark, the light from the knife still hurt people's eyes.

Xiao Wenwen always felt that this old man would not play tricks on him. After all, this is the famous "Eight Kings Mountain", so he took another look with his probe.

"There is a toad, and the toad can't talk."

"Sir, don't look any further. This old man is swearing at people." Lu Zhan said, looking at the old man with wide eyes and glaring eyes.

The well water was muddy, but the reflected face was also clear, Xiao asked towards the bottom of the well and shouted: "Toad, toad, if you don't talk, what use is this toad."

The sound passed through the surface of the well, but the well water was much clearer.

When the water ripples fluctuate, it seems that there is a small fish half an inch long swimming in the well.

Xiao Wenwen turned his head again, Lu Zhan had already disappeared, and only he and the gravekeeper were left.

The tomb guard stood up and said, "Do you know why the toad doesn't talk?"

"Toad is lonely, there is no one to talk to." Xiao Wen asked nonsense.

The tomb keeper shook his head and said, "It's because the toad is too thirsty."

How can a toad be thirsty in water, unless the water is not water.

Xiao Wenwen shouted towards the surface of the well again: "Toad, are you thirsty?"

The water in the well was much clearer again, and there was something like a small fish in the well, or a shrimp, sinking to the bottom of the well.

But at this time, looking into the well, the reflection's face became blurred, like a toad.

No matter how handsome his face is, reflected in this well, it looks like a toad.

The tomb keeper held a small gourd in his hand, and he put it into the well and filled it up in a short while.

"Are you thirsty?" asked the old man guarding the grave.

Xiao Wenwen shook his head and looked at the old man.

The old man smiled and said, "I'm asking about my gourd."

The old man looked strange, Xiao Wenwen only saw the old man's face clearly at this time, he saw the facial features on the wrinkled face of the old man, which were all covered under the loose skin.

The gourd poured down towards the old man's face, like the land that had been dry for a long time met a once-in-a-thousand-year rain.

A young face was displayed, but it was sextant with Xiao Wendao.

"senior."

Xiao Wenwen bowed and bowed, only then did he realize that this old man is a generation of masters, who are willing to live a life of poverty.

"Look at the bottom of the well again, is that a toad?" said the "young" old man.

When he looked again, the bottom of the well was full of golden light, like a golden toad.

"Will you help me take that toad out?" said the old man.

The golden toad lay motionless at the bottom of the well, Xiao Wenwen stretched out his hand to probe down, he would have thought that the well water was very deep, but who knew that the well water was no more than one finger deep.

With a light grip, the toad was in Xiao Wendao's hand, and at the moment of grasping it, the toad suddenly let out a cry.

It was also Xiao Wenwen who grew up in Buzheng Mountain, catching fish and prawns, and it was not that he had never caught toads, although it looked creepy and disgusting to the touch.But it didn't make him lose his mind all at once.

Xiao Wenwen turned around and wanted to hand over the extremely cold golden toad to the gravekeeper.

When he turned around again, the young gravekeeper turned into a piece of golden sand in his eyes and fell into the well.

The golden toad in his hand slowly formed a sword along the gap between his fingers, a strangely shaped sword, with two eye-catching big characters "King of Man" engraved on one side of the hilt.

I saw four large characters appearing in Xiao Wendao's pupils, "The King preaches the Tao".

Respected by heaven, fear impermanence.

What people hate is their hearts.

People respect the sky and fear the impermanence of people.

What is evil in the sky is evil in the hearts of the people.

The way of the sword is the way of man, the way of earth, and the way of heaven.

Heaven and earth are fearless, and the way of heaven and earth is impermanent.

What people fear is the way of reincarnation.

sword, do not lift up the sword to the weak.

People, don't disrespect heaven and earth.

The way of heaven casts swords, and the way of authenticity refines people.

The combination of human and sword is the king of human beings.

Heaven and sword are united, and they are immortals.

The unity of heart and sword is against the sky.

There is no Tao, and one is born as Tao.

Seek the Tao against the sky, seek the extraordinary way.

Enlightenment, no way.

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When people wake up again, it seems that a thousand years have passed.

Xiao Wenwen looked at the sword in his hand, the sword can become a fish, a shrimp, a toad, it can also seal the sky, defy the sky, and become an immortal.

I saw the word "Renwang" written on one side of the hilt of the Renwang sword, while the word "Defying the sky" was written on the other side. .

Xiao Wenwen erased the word Renwang with his mind, and engraved the word "Waowen" again.

Go against the sky, asked.

Asked, against the sky.

It turns out that this "Human King Sword" is a piece of quicksand, the sword moves with the heart, and the heart moves with the person.

Xiao Wendao held the "Wao Wen" sword tightly, and the golden sand was in Xiao Wendao's palm, like a toad.

The way of heaven is like the "swan" in the eyes of the toad, which is beyond reach.

But the toad insisted on eating swan meat.

Looking forward to the well again, there is no drop of water in the well.

Xiao Wenwen took out his wine gourd, poured a small amount into the well, and said, "Senior, if the toad is thirsty, give it a sip of wine."

When Xiao Wenwen just stepped out of the entrance of the man's tomb, the "Eight Kings Mountain" collapsed.

The sword is safe, and the person should also rest.

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"What the hell did you do here? Why did the Eight Kings Mountain collapse?" Tang Shuishui asked.

Xiao Wenwen looked back at the collapsed Bawang Mountain and said, "The King of People drank my wine and got drunk."

"Then why was Lu Zhan slapped?" Tang Shuishui asked Lu Zhan, who looked depressed.

Xiao Wenwen turned his head to look at Lu Zhan and asked, "What, you disappeared as soon as I turned my head."

"The old man is very weird. He glared at me like a heavy punch on my body. When I woke up again, I was lying outside." Lu Zhan asked again, recalling the scene just now. : "The old man didn't make things difficult for Mr.

Xiao asked with a smile: "He is good wine. A good drink of hero wine is also a good drink of mortal wine."

No one knows that the old man guarding the tomb is Li Renwang's close friend Drunken Sword Immortal Xiao Tingyun, or the sword spirit of his "Renwang Sword".Or the wine gourd of Drunken Sword Immortal, accompanied by Wang Jian, waiting for someone who is destined.

In short, the predestined person has arrived, but it is only 1000 years.

A group of people walked for half a day, and the sky gradually became dark, and there were no stars in the sky.

Outside Yongxue Pass, there is still lush greenery, Helan History never came out of Yongxue Pass, Xiao Wenwen knew the tradition of Tianwu Human Race, if a close friend set foot on a war-torn land, he would never send him away.

Because, in people's minds, if they don't meet each other, they won't be able to meet each other for the last time.

Helan Hanqing knew about the chaos of the monster clan, since he didn't send Xiao Wendao out of the pass, then Xiao Wendao would definitely return to Yongxue Pass alive.

The unique "fireworks" of an army bloomed on Yongxue Pass.

Although Helan Hanqing knew that setting off a handful of fireworks would inevitably lead to a whipping, but he just wanted to use this short-lived firelight to illuminate the road ahead for his friend.

This is the most frivolous friendship of youth, this is the most absurd friendship of youth, this is the beacon drama "his father" of youth.

Nalan Qingdi stood beside Helan Hanqing and said, "Son, you are being reckless."

Helan Hanqing smiled, the smile of a teenager, the smile of a child and said, "Father, let's fight."

The mountain does not hinder its aspirations, and it is another five-day walk.

When Xiao Wenwen looked at the "Tianxi City" on the stone tablet on the avenue, he stepped into the territory of the Yaozu without looking back.

"boom".

Just when Xiao Wenwen took his first step into the realm of the demon clan, in Tianxi City, Ximen Baitu, who was drinking a little wine, raised his eyebrows as usual, and said with a wicked smile: "He's coming!" gone."