"Brother Li praised me. I just have a little talent in kendo."
"Brother Yang, too modest is hypocrisy."
"Pretend, how dare you say that you didn''t give water to Dugu Yu?"
Yi Xiu''er snorted. If Yang Xuan had only a little talent in kendo, most sword practitioners could abandon their swords and practice other weapons.
"This is really not."
Yang Xuan spread his hand and said to the truth: "Dugu Yu''s life has nothing but a sword. His swordsmanship has already reached the realm and is not inferior to me, but he has too deep in his mind and I caught a flaw in the fight."
"Obsession?"
Dongfang Yun''s eyes twinkled and thought.
They had known Dugu Yu since childhood and had a good relationship with him.
Although they didn''t know why Dugu Yu''s temperament had changed a lot since two years ago, they also knew that something had happened two years ago, which made Dugu Yu silent and lonely. He was practicing swordsmanship hard all day, almost reaching the crazy level of never sleeping.
"Don''t say that. Let''s find a place to sit down." Yang Xuan said.
"Well, we haven''t had enough before. Let''s go and have another 300 cups."
Thousands of drunk people laugh. He is not a wine saint.
If Dugu Yu''s swordsmanship is unmatched in the four courtyards, no one in the four courtyards can beat him in drinking. He has created a feat of not getting drunk with a hundred cups of ice and fire.
This ice and fire double sky is the famous liquor of the holy city, and the highest record holder is only 80 cups.
"Drink my wine this time. You must be unconscious before you drink a hundred cups."
Yang Xuan smiled and said that my seven step drunkenness is not an ordinary wine. Whether you are the wine saint or the God of wine, you can still turn over dozens of cups.
"Er, is it so powerful? I''m a wine Saint at least." Qian Zui''s expression is exaggerated and his face doesn''t believe it.
"My wine is quite different from the wine in your gourd and Tianxiang wine, but it''s the best of spirits. If you don''t use Yuanli to refine the wine, let alone a hundred cups, you''ll fall down if you drink ten cups."
"Well, I''ll try."
"Is there such a strong wine? Let''s try it."
"No problem. Let''s not get drunk today."
……
It is night, the wind is light and the clouds are light, and the silver moon is hanging high, sprinkling soft brilliance.
Compared with the bright lights and noisy people in the holy city, the four colleges and universities are very quiet
This is not surprising. The fourth courtyard will impose a curfew after midnight to prohibit students from entering and leaving.
Even if there is something urgent to go out, you need to report to the law enforcement hall and get the consent of the elders of the law enforcement hall.
If he is caught by the law enforcement hall messenger on night patrol without consent, he will be severely punished or killed on the spot.
Zhuque college, inner courtyard, higher residential area and Jinxiu manor are also very quiet at the moment.
In a practice room, Yang Xuan sat on the ground, closely guarded his mind and practiced silk refining.
In a short time, his coat was wet, and his face became very ferocious as if he had just been fished out of the water.
It''s so painful!
Silk refining came from the last chaotic era, which is difficult to find all over the world.
Although the requirement for the talent of martial arts is not high, if you want to practice this skill, you should be cruel and cruel to yourself.
A weak willed person who tries to practice this skill is to die.
It should be said that Yang Xuan has endured hardships since he was a child. He is also a man of two generations and has a strong will. However, every time he practices the silk refining technique to cut off the spirit, he is still suffering and life is better than death.
……
After two hours of self mutilation, Yang Xuan collapsed to the ground, ended his hellish cultivation and successfully cut down ten strands of divine soul silk thread.
He wanted to cut more points, but the more he went to the back, the more difficult it was to refine. If he continued, he would be terrified.
"It''s a long and arduous road to practice the split silk Alchemy to great success. You need to cut 99999 strands of divine soul silk thread."
Yang Xuan''s face was full of bitter smiles.
Fortunately, he was gratified that after ten strands of divine soul silk thread separated from the divine soul, they automatically disappeared into the refining array above the divine soul.
Let the refining array become more refined and transparent, so that more heaven and earth energy can be absorbed to quench the spirit. The effect is not strong.
It''s just that I''ve just finished the training meeting. It feels like I''ve just passed a robbery.
After lying on the ground for a long time, Yang Xuan slowly got up, walked out of the practice room with a heavy step, came to a pavilion in the pool outside the courtyard and sat down.
He was too tired, physically and mentally exhausted. On the way of cultivation not long ago, he even thought of giving up many times, but with tenacious perseverance, he still clenched his teeth and insisted.
It was late at night, and wisps of moonlight poured down, making the teenagers in the pavilion seem to be covered with a layer of light gauze.
Under the cover of the moon, his body glowed, and the lines on his face became clearer and clearer, abundant as jade.
Looking up at the distant night sky, the bright moon is bright and the sky is full of stars.
Unfortunately, no matter how many stars there are, Shenwu mainland is not among them.
Yang Xuan sighed in his heart for half a month. He didn''t know how his parents and Su ziyao''s daughters lived far away. Did he often think of himself, Miss himself and worry about himself
From small to large, Yang Xuan never knew what loneliness was.
But now alone, without relatives and lovers, he deeply realized what loneliness is.
"Lonely or lonely, everything is to become stronger."
"Yes, only by becoming stronger can I save Qin LAN and find the holy fruit of the yellow spring for my mother."
Yang Xuan whispered to himself, and his eyes gradually became firm.
Because he is not alone, there are countless concerns behind him.
These concerns are not his drag and burden, but his motivation to become stronger.
"Are you homesick?"
Suddenly, an ethereal voice came.
When Yang Xuan heard the voice, he knew who the visitor was. He quickly got up and saluted: "I''ve seen the master."
"No need to be polite."
The void ripples. A figure appears silently and stands in front of Yang Xuan.
This is an old man. His figure is not great. On the contrary, he is a little bent. His silver hair is scattered around his shoulders and his face is wrinkled. He is very old, but his eyes are bright and shining, as if he can penetrate the hearts of the people.
On him, he wore a very old green robe, which was incompatible with the clothes of this era.
Needless to say, the visitor is clear.
He has half a step of the emperor''s cultivation, and his work participates in nature.
Looking at Yang Xuan, Feng Qingyang asked, "little fellow, do you know why I take you as an apprentice?"
"Isn''t it because I''m talented?"
Yang Xuan scratched his head. The expert apprentice looked at his talent and his character. In addition, he really couldn''t think of anything else.
"No, it doesn''t have much to do with talent. The reason why I accept you as an apprentice is that your character and temper are too similar to mine when I was young."
"I see."
Yang Xuan suddenly invited Feng Qingyang to sit down, then took out two wine glasses and a pot of seven steps drunk from the storage ring, and respectfully poured a glass of wine for Feng Qingyang.
Feng Qingyang picked up the wine glass and tasted it. He flashed in his eyes: "good wine, should it be from a foreign country?"
"Yes, it''s from my hometown," said Yang Xuan.
Hearing the speech, the breeze was clear and bright, but he just smiled and didn''t ask the origin of Yang Xuan.
Without asking, Yang Xuan naturally didn''t say much. He got up and said, "master, I''d like to propose a toast to you."
"Good!"
Feng Qingyang was very forthright. He drank the wine in his hand and sighed: "I''ve been a teacher for a hundred years. I''ve almost forgotten the taste of the wine."
"Haven''t you drunk in a hundred years?" Yang Xuan was surprised.
"Yes, I''ve been closed for a hundred years in order to attack the emperor. For others, a hundred years is too long, but for our martial arts practice of seizing the heaven, a hundred years is just playing between the fingers."
After that, Feng Qingyang said with a smile, "if I hadn''t heard the disciple''s heroic words a few days ago, I wouldn''t have broken through the pass."
"Cough, the disciple is young and energetic. The master laughed at him."
Yang Xuan said awkwardly that he had feelings at that time. If he wanted to say it again now, he really couldn''t say it.
"It has nothing to do with your youth. You are domineering. You should be so."
Feng Qingyang waved his hand and said, "when I was young, I was so domineering that I made too many enemies and had to cross the domain to avoid disaster in the holy world. This avoidance is nearly 100000 years."
"Where is the master''s hometown?"
Yang Xuan was curious.
He thought Feng Qingyang was from the holy world, but now it seems that his master is also from Outland.
"I''m from Hongmeng world. It''s a star region that can be as famous as Xuantian world and Youming world. Martial arts are prosperous and experts are like clouds."
The wind is clear, overlooking the western sky, he said slowly.
"Hongmeng world!" Yang Xuan remembered the name.
"Three thousand worlds, this is by no means a talk. When you go out in the future, you will find that this world is far more than three thousand worlds."
"What the master said is very true, but with the master''s cultivation now, don''t you want to go back and have a look?"
"What to do when you go back? The gratitude and resentment of the past years have long passed away. It is estimated that the good friends of the past years have turned into loess. Moreover, as a teacher, you have no father and no mother. You have lived in the streets since childhood. You are home everywhere you go."
"I''m a family from all over the world. My teacher respects me and makes me envy."
"If you want to be free in life, you must be detached first. Being a teacher is far from reaching the realm of detachment."
"How can we escape?"
"Become an immortal!"
"What is an immortal? Is an immortal more powerful than the legendary gods?"
"Immortal is neither human nor God. I don''t know what it is. I think it should be a realm of transcendence and holiness."
"How can you become an immortal?"
"The extreme of martial arts is immortality. At that time, the spirit will jump out of the six samsara, and the body will be immortal forever."
"Master, are there really immortals in the world?"
"Yes, but not in this field."
"This world?"
"The ten thousand boundaries of the heavens are one, and the immortals live in another place called the fairy world. Even if the universe is broken and the five decline of heaven and man will not affect there."
"The fairyland? I''m going to break through it in the future to see what the difference is."
"Alas, I''m old. It''s difficult to enter the fairy world in this life. I hope you can cross the fairy gate and enter the fairy world one day."