Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 226 Red Luan Star Moves, White Dragon Lilong

Hearing that Zhang Qianyang was still alive, Liu Ningyan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, every time Master is drunk, he will call your name loudly, saying that he misses you very much, and calling you... Xiao Yanyan..."

When Liu Bihen heard this address, for some reason, her toes were slightly tapped on the ground.

It's really nasty.

However, her master, who had always been arrogant and domineering, now had a ruddy complexion, spat softly, and said, "He's already so old, why is he still so dishonest?"

He said it was an accusation, but there was a trace of coquettishness in his voice.

Li Daoxuan continued: "Master really misses you very much, but he is ill and can't travel far, so he can't come to find you. He often said to me, if I see you in the future, let me call Master Mistress, which can be regarded as satisfying him." wish."

Hearing these words, Li Daoxuan saw that Liu Ningyan's eyes were a little rosy.

He smiled in his heart, there is a joke, next, he will make a big move!
"Master also said that there was once a sincere love in front of him, but he didn't cherish it. If God could give him a chance to start again, he would say to that girl without hesitation, I love you, if you want to To add a time limit to this love, he hopes to be..."

Li Daoxuan said in a low voice, affectionately: "1 years!"

Master, this disciple can only help you so far...

If not, you will be single for the rest of your life.

Hearing Li Daoxuan's words, Liu Bihen's hands holding Li Longjian had goosebumps, and couldn't help holding the scabbard with his nails, embarrassing, really embarrassing!
She thought in her heart, it must be difficult for the master to accept such disgusting words, would she beat the senior brother?

If he really hit him, should he also kick him a few times?
But when she looked at Master, she realized that Master was not what she thought.

I saw the master standing there blankly, his eyes were dazed, completely lost the sharpness before.

Although these love words from later generations are disgusting, they have ignited the fire of lovesickness in her heart for more than 20 years, and melted her grievances and arrogance, making her now just want to leave here and desperately find her sweetheart.

It's just that Liu Ningyan still has a sliver of reason. She tried her best to calm down her turbulent mood, turned around and wiped away her tears, so as not to make a fool of herself in front of the juniors.

"Daoxuan, you have been wronged just now, my wife is here to compensate you."

She looked at Li Daoxuan, and the more she looked at it, the more she liked him. At a young age, he is a yin god, with a good-looking talent and handsome appearance, just like his senior brother back then.

It's no wonder that Nizi Taiwei is so deeply involved.

Liu Bihen's eyes widened. What's the situation, the master...has apologized?

Still calling herself a teacher's wife?

She stared at Li Daoxuan in amazement, if she didn't believe in the character of the senior brother, she would have thought that the senior brother cast some kind of spell on the master.

"Master, please don't apologize. If Master finds out, why don't you punish me severely?"

Lee Do-hyun made a joke.

Liu Ningyan pursed her lips and smiled, her complexion was rosy, and she looked very happy.

The more she watched Li Daoxuan, the more satisfied she became, just like a mother-in-law looking at a son-in-law.

"Our Xiaowei has really good eyesight."

She glanced at her apprentice, she didn't expect that this sword idiot who only knew how to practice swords had such insightful eyes, the man he met was very nice and could speak, she would be blessed in the future.

Liu Bihen blinked, holding the long sword in his arms, a little dazed, not knowing what the master's eyes meant just now.

Always feel something is not right.

Liu Ningyan waved her sleeve, and a white light shot at Li Daoxuan.

This time it wasn't Jian Guang, but something.

Li Daoxuan held the magic sword that was as white as jade, a little puzzled, and said: "Master, you are..."

Liu Ningyan smiled and said: "This sword is called White Dragon. It is made of rare things such as thousand-year-old black jade, thousand-year-old silk, ancient dragon tendons, and star soft iron. If it is cultivated with mana for decades, it will even There is hope to become a Lingbao, and when we meet for the first time, my wife will give it to you as a gift."

Li Daoxuan's expression was shocked, this is too precious!

A top-grade magic weapon is a priceless treasure, and there is still hope to advance to a spiritual treasure. Such a treasure, even if it is placed in the Longhu Mountain with its profound heritage, is definitely a rare treasure and a heavy treasure.

"But Daoxuan, the more powerful the dharma sword, the more aloof and arrogant it is, if you can't pull it out—"

Clang!
Before she finished speaking, Li Daoxuan had already pulled out the White Dragon Sword.

Under the sun, the pure white sword body is crystal clear like glass, shining with flawless white light, gorgeous and noble, elegant and elegant, showing the charm of Taoism.

The golden sword tassels fluttered in the wind, adding dignity.

"What a good sword!"

Li Daoxuan couldn't help admiring.

Liu Ningyan looked at him with even more satisfaction. To be recognized by Bailongjian, this child's talent in swordsmanship is really extraordinary. As long as he is taught carefully, he will become a sword fairy born out of nowhere!

In the future, when he and Taiwei will combine their swords, who can stand against him?
Li Daoxuan caressed the White Dragon Sword, a little fondly of it.

The appearance of this sword is really high, like beautiful jade and amber, like ice crystal glass, like an exquisite work of art.

Seeing that Master was going to give the White Dragon Sword to her senior brother, Liu Bihen hesitated to speak. Just as she was about to speak, the Lilong Sword at her waist suddenly came out of its sheath automatically, flying in the air, and let out a joyful sword cry.

Then the White Dragon Sword in Li Daoxuan's hand also flew out, and the two dharma swords danced lingeringly in the air, not like exchanging lessons, but rather like long-lost lovers, exchanging their hearts.

Seeing this scene, Liu Bihen's face flushed slightly.

Liu Ningyan explained with a smile: "The glass dragon and the white dragon are originally a pair. They are male and female swords. Back then, your master and I traveled the world looking for sword-making wonders. After sixteen years, we finally found them. Afterwards, I asked Junior Brother Wu to start a furnace to practice swords, and it took seven to seven days to obtain this pair of sentient swords."

Back then when the two parted ways, Zhang Qianyang did not take Bailongjian with him.

"Now that this pair of male and female swords can continue in our disciples, it is also a good talk."

Liu Ningyan's eyes were very pleased.

Li Daoxuan immediately knew that the senior aunt had misunderstood, and that he and Junior Sister Taiwei were just friends, and there was no love between men and women.

He explained: "Master, Junior Sister Taiwei and I are not what you think, we are—"

Liu Ningyan interrupted him, holding the sword art.

The next moment, the White Dragon Sword uttered a sword cry and turned into slender white lights, like thousands of strands of silk, entangled on a hill like a white dragon.

Boom!

As the sword wire tightened, the hill was directly cut into countless pieces, and the fracture was as smooth as a mirror.

"The White Dragon Sword, and even the soft to tough sword, can be transformed into thousands of sword threads. It is unparalleled in sharpness. Whether it is black iron or fine gold, as long as it is entangled with it, it is no different from tofu."

After a pause, she smiled and said, "Do you want this White Dragon Sword?"

Li Daoxuan spoke sternly, and said solemnly: "I want it!"

Just kidding, no fool would want such a precious sword.

He had thought before that there was only Chi Xiao's sword in the Longyin sword box, which was a bit too small.

It's much better now, Li Daoxuan can even imagine the scene of fighting with others in the future.

On the night of the full moon, swordsmen duel.

"One name of the sword is Chi Xiao, showing its sharpness, and it is powerful; the second name of the sword is Bailong, it is soft and tough, cutting everything..."

After a flash of sword light, the enemy arrived in response.

Li Daoxuan sighed lightly.

"With your strength, you can only see Jian Er."

……

Liling City, in Wu Dabao's courtyard.

Zhang Qianyang, Wu Dabao and Wu Wei had been searching for a whole month, but they couldn't find Li Daoxuan.

If it weren't for Wu Dabao's calculation that Li Daoxuan was not in any danger, and he was still alive and well, Zhang Qianyang probably couldn't help but want to go back to Longhu Mountain to rescue soldiers.

"Wu Dabao, if you do the math, where did that kid go? Is he in danger?"

Zhang Qianyang shouted.

Wu Dabao said impatiently: "Senior brother, I have counted eight hundred times. My nephew is fine. Not only is he fine, but he is also a blessing in disguise. As for where he is, I can't figure it out. Most likely he is in some powerful dojo. Covered the sky."

"Don't even think about it, that kid is the reincarnation of Erlang Zhenjun, with the protection of the fairy light, what can happen?"

"That day he broke through the Yin God Realm and was robbed. My good fellow, the Tsing Yi Empress actually lowered her real body to save him. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I couldn't believe my eyes. The number one ghost fairy in the world, a god who has lived for a thousand years, How could you care so much about a man!"

"That kid's backing is too strong, even if we both die, it won't be his turn!"

There was a hint of envy in Wu Dabao's voice.

He is proficient in physiognomy, and when he saw the real body of the empress that day, when he was amazed at that beautiful face like a fairy, he subconsciously took a look with his physiognomy.

The result is four words - Red Luan Xingdong!
The red luan is moving, and the marriage is coming.

He thought he was wrong, but when he saw that the empress did not hesitate to heal his nephew with immortal blood, he realized that he was not wrong.

As a cultivator, who doesn't admire that stunningly talented ghost fairy lady?

How many Yang gods and great powers would dream of becoming Taoist couples with their empresses. The ancestors who came out of the same line, pursued them all their lives, but in the end they were just a speck of dust under the catastrophe.

If others know that Tsing Yi Empress is attracted to a younger generation, I'm afraid it will not be safe for that kid to walk at night in the future.

When the empress finally left, she glanced at him, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, almost out of breath.

He understood what the empress meant, so he kept this secret in his heart all the time.

Although he was envious of his nephew's unfathomable fate, but fortunately, with his brother by his side, the two of them would be single for the rest of their lives, and they were at ease!

It has to be a brother!

Thinking of this, he raised his head and glanced at his senior brother, and was stunned for a moment.

Zhang Qianyang wondered: "What do you see me doing?"

"Brother, you you you..."

Wu Dabao pointed at his senior brother, his voice trembling slightly.

Zhang Qianyang's heart sank. Could it be that my injury is so serious that time is running out?
"What's wrong with me?"

"Senior brother, why are you moving the red luan star!"

Wu Dabao was full of grief and indignation, full of despair for life, as if he had been stabbed by his most trusted friend.

"Hongluan star moving?"

Zhang Qianyang snorted coldly and said: "I think your physiognomy is regressing more and more. I, Zhang Qianyang, have long since broken the relationship between men and women. No matter how beautiful a woman is, don't let me take a second look, let alone It's absurd and extremely ridiculous to say that you are moved!"

Just as he finished speaking, a familiar voice sounded behind him.

"Oh, really?"

Zhang Qianyang's body trembled, as if struck by lightning.

He turned around tremblingly, and saw a familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar figure.

She is still so beautiful, standing gracefully, with fluttering hair, and a sweet smile.

It was exactly the same as the person he dreamed of in the middle of the night countless times.

……

　Brothers, more than 6000 words are updated today, can I ask for a monthly ticket?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)