Jiuzun asked

Although he didn't know why the two of them changed their colors, Xiao asked in his heart that it was not a bad thing after all.

"Everyone, please first, San Dian." Kui Mu Yan Ke said, and led the rest of the people to San Dian.

"Dao'er, chance." Demon Lord Nanzhu said flatly.

"For me, it's a chance to meet my adoptive father." Xiao Wen asked in a flat tone, with his eyes raised above his head.

He raised his eyes, looked at the peak of Sanhuang Mountain, and took a few fixed glances.

"Miss Wushan." Demon Lord Nanzhu shouted towards a woman who was walking towards her.

Xiao Wenwen turned around and looked at the woman, who was very similar to Baili Canghai, except that she didn't show her legs.

The woman named Wu Shan didn't look straight at the Demon Lord and Huangfu Abandoned Ancestor, but with those wonderful eyes, she glanced at Xiao Wendao and Ban Xia abruptly.

"Senior." Xiao asked, feeling uncomfortable being looked at by her, and called out lightly.

"What is your relationship with Cang Hai?" Wu Shan asked inexplicably.

"Old friend." Xiao Wen asked for a moment of thought, thought about the wording of old friend, and said it.

"Old friend?" Wu Shan said those two words grumpily, his eyes full of sarcasm.

"Half an old friend." Xiao asked and added two more words.

"You're afraid of me." Wu Shan said, there was another look in his eyes, a hint of provocation.

"Are you afraid of me?" Xiao Wen asked back, with a trace of sweat hidden in his ears.

"Your life is in my hands, what do you say." After Wu Shan finished speaking, his eyes became even more bewitching.

Xiao Wen asked the fine sweat dripping from his ears and temples into his clothes, and raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Your life is not in my hands."

After a while of silence, the wind in Sanhuang Mountain was still so cool, it made Xiao Wendao shiver.

"Wu Shan, why make things difficult for a child." Demon Lord Nan Zhu asked, looking at Xiao with a smile.

"Your heart, haven't I held it before?" Wu Shan asked with a erratic gaze, and glanced at Xiao again.

"What's your relationship with Canghai?" Wu Shan asked the first question again.

"Old friend." Xiao asked still speaking flatly.

"I won't change it anymore." Wu Shan asked back, with a sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

"Change with your mouth, but don't change your heart. What can you do?" Xiao asked, his eyes were determined, and they were tit for tat.

"Tsk tsk." Wu Shan smiled and patted Xiao Wenwen's shoulder.

"You are better than the two of them." Wu Shan said lightly.

Mojun Nanzhu and Huangfu Aizu had a look of embarrassment on their faces, but they didn't say a word.

"I understand why Senior Canghai didn't want to step into the Three Emperors Mountain." Xiao Wen asked with a twitch of his mouth.

Looking at his expression, Mojun Nanzhu knew that there was nothing good to say, and was trying to stop him.

Only Xiao Wenwen continued to say: "With a stomach full of economics, farts have a sour smell. She doesn't want to smell this sour smell, so sour to the heavens."

After speaking, let's go.

Just as Wu Shan was about to have a seizure, Xiao Wendao could no longer be seen.

Huangfu Abandoned His Ancestor and Demon Lord Nanzhu also had a tacit understanding, and turned around and left immediately.

Xiao Wendao was walking towards the foot of Sanhuang Mountain, and another woman was facing him, walking towards Xiao Wendao.

This girl's appearance is even more unparalleled, but thinking of Wu Shan's words, Xiao asked with a sullen face, looking at the girl.

"Zhuanghuang, at Feiyu Peak." The woman said softly.

Feiyu Peak, the name is weird.

"Excuse me, girl, I want to ask something." Xiao asked.

"If it's about the Tao, I don't understand a single word." The woman replied with kindness in her eyes.

"Oh, it's not about Dao. Let me ask you, what is the relationship between Wushan and Baili Canghai?" Xiao asked.

The woman covered her mouth and smiled, thought for a while, and said, "Shuangshu Baili, one is romantic and the other is cold. Why, you haven't heard of it."

"They are sisters." Xiao Wenwen pondered for a while, and continued: "That is the wind and flow in the sea, and Wushan in Baili is cold."

The woman shook her head and said, "It's the other way around."

After she finished speaking, she led Xiao Wenwen to Feiyu Peak.

Nafeiyu Peak is also strange, looking from the bottom up, it looks like a koi hanging in the air.

The woman took out a sword from her bosom, the whole body was silver and white, but it was a fine sword.

"Woohoo." The woman whispered.

The sword was thrown to the cliff by her at once, and Xiao Wenwen listened attentively, but there was no sound of it falling to the ground.

Suddenly, a gigantic giant beast with a pale green body stared at the two of them with red pupils, chewing the sword in its mouth.

"It's called Longjing. If it wants to climb Feiyu Peak, it must swallow a sword. It's also called the Sword Eater." The woman said softly.

To feed on the sword, isn't it the enemy of the Dao!

Although I have doubts in my heart, I don't say much.

The Dragon Well Beast looked at Xiao Wendao, then took a look at Wendao Jian again, salivated, and blinked a few times.

"It seems that it has taken a fancy to your sword." The woman said.

"Look at my sword." Xiao asked indifferently, and asked, "If I don't give it, it won't let me go to Feiyu Peak."

"No." The woman finished.

Xiao asked with a grin, turned around and walked quickly, without stopping for half a step.

Suddenly, a suction came from behind, and a white tongue was seen hanging on his head.

The halazi of the Dragon Well Beast was still on the edge of the mouth, and before Xiao Wenwen had time to turn around, he stood on the Dragon Well Beast's tongue.

There was a scent, a strong scent of wild flowers, and when Xiao Wen asked for a look, the woman was still standing beside him.

"This is..." Xiao asked, looking at his whole body, it was all red.

"Longjing's stomach, you might as well put down your sword." The woman said, looking at his asking sword.

I saw countless swords hanging above my head, all kinds of swords, just like the legendary "Sword Tomb".

"There are still ten breaths." The woman said lightly again.

Xiao Wendao threw Wendao sword, a sword flashed, and Wendao sword disappeared.

"Where is my sword?" Xiao Wen asked looking at the sword above his head.

"Please...." The woman waved her hand, and saw the two of them in the brilliance.

After walking out of the brilliance, Xiao Wenwen realized that it was the mouth of a Longjing beast, but the beast's saliva and tongue could not be seen.

The Longjing Beast's forehead was as high as Feiyu's peak, blinked its red pupils, and squatted down again.

"My name is Anxiang." After the woman finished speaking, she stood aside and said.

Xiao Wenwen looked forward and saw an old man sitting under a green pine tree, facing two white porcelain teacups, but no teapot.

"Come here." The old man shouted.

"Greetings, Emperor Zhuang." Xiao asked while saluting.

"Drink tea, enjoy fish." Zhuang Huang continued.

After taking three light steps, he arrived at Zhuang Huang's side, looking at the pond beside him.

I saw that there were also swords of various colors in the pond, wandering in it, they looked like fish, but they were not fish.

Zhuang Huang picked up the teacup, filled a cup of tea in the "Sword Pond", and placed it in front of his eyes.

"Drink tea, dirty tea." Zhuang Huang said.

"What's obscene?" Xiao asked puzzled.

"I am a third-rate god, and I drink dirty tea." Zhuang Huang said, looking at the dirty tea in front of him.

"An ordinary person can't drink this dirty tea." Xiao Wen asked, looking at Zhuang Huang's expression.

"Water drifts by itself, and the earth is low as the sea." Zhuang Huang pondered, and continued: "And people who are low are kings, and low-grade tea is most suitable for low-grade people."

call!

Xiao Wenwen's eyes unfolded a picture scroll. On the picture scroll, the sun was setting over the long river, and the lone duck stood by the river. It stretched out its head and took a sip, then spread its wings and flew away again.

The birds return to their nests, and the river flows straight down to the sea.

"This low-grade tea is an immortal product." Xiao Wen asked to drink it all in one gulp.

"Ahem." As soon as he finished drinking, he coughed twice.

"Dirty tea is the way to collect thousands of water, so don't drink it in a hurry." Zhuang Huang said, taking a light sip.

The power of rivers, the way of thousands of waters.

A wave of hotness, from the dantian upwards, through the former governor, flows through the eight extraordinary meridians, even the face is covered with a hot current.

"If people are the sea, the veins must become rivers. Tea is fish, and sand is blood. The child is not fish, the child is not the sea, and the child is not the road." After Zhuang Huang finished speaking, he scooped up another cup of tea.

"This is the tea for body refining." Xiao asked.

He originally practiced the Wuji Xuanyi Jue, and he knew the way of body training very well.That cup of "dirty tea" brought Wuji Xuanyi Art to another level.

"Senior." Xiao Wen asked gratefully in his heart, and bowed to Emperor Zhuang again.

"Do you still remember what I said just now?" Zhuang Huang asked.

All of a sudden, Xiao Wenwen looked at the swords of various colors in the sword pool, and was in a daze.

If people are the sea, their veins will become rivers.Tea is fish, sand is blood.The child is not a fish, the child is not a sea, and the child is not a road.

"If the sea is a human being, the river must form a vein. The fish is the fish, and the sand is the sand. I am the fish, I am the sea, and I am the Dao." Xiao Wendao expressed the realization in his heart, and drank the dirty tea in front of him again. .

The tea is cold, and the taste of the tea comes out.

"Tell me, have you ever thought about the sword in this pool. Is it a fish or a sword?" Zhuang Huang said, throwing a stone into the sword pool.

The swords in the pool are all rippling under the ripples, thinking that they are eating food.

The sword looks like a fish, but it is the body of the sword...

"If you ask about the sword, is it a sword or a fish?" Xiao Wen asked with a smile.

Then, he bent down to scoop up a cup of tea, blew hot air with his mouth, and looked at Zhuang Huang.

"Haha." Zhuang Huang laughed twice, with tears in his eyes, and said: "Back then, someone asked me this sentence."

"Have you understood it?" Xiao asked with a sip.

"A man is in the eyes of a fish, he is a fish. A man is in the eyes of a sword, he is a sword. I asked it, is it a fish or a sword. It is too much, trouble." After Zhuang Huang finished speaking, he looked at the sword in Yichi.

"Back then, the person who asked you was Dao Patriarch." Xiao asked what was on his mind.

"I don't know if he is, I only know that he is also a third-rate immortal who drinks dirty tea." After Zhuang Huang finished speaking, he didn't point out the old man from back then.

"I don't understand one thing." Xiao asked, standing up and looking at Feiyuchi.

"You tell me."

"Between the heaven and the earth, it is said that the sky and the earth are ruthless, and the sea is also ruthless. I don't know if there are troubles in the sea, swords, heartless people, and this cup of tea." Xiao asked a series of words. After that, look at Zhuang Huang.

Zhuang Huang was stunned, and slowly closed his eyes, his body seemed to be like light, and his viscera and meridians could be clearly seen.

Did heaven and earth feed people, or did people feed heaven and earth in captivity!

I saw that the sword in the sword pond fell under the Feiyu Peak like a fish while drifting.

One dream and one sword, one sword and one phantom.

"Young master." Anxiang called softly.

"En." Xiao asked, followed Anxiang, and walked down Feiyu Peak.

Going down the mountain, no longer passing the Longjing Beast, and immediately landed at the foot of Feiyu Peak.

"Dao'er, what a great fortune." Demon Lord Nanzhu said, his face was gratified.

"It's Zhuang Huang's fortune. You are just a mortal, so you don't need to talk about a third-rate immortal." Anxiang girl said, looking at the demon king Nanzhu.

This sentence, third-rate fairy!

Mojun Nanzhu and Huangfu abandoned their ancestors, but their expressions changed several times.

But Xiao Wenwen grabbed Miss Anxiang's sleeve and said a word!