Yang Xuan took the old man to the next step and sat down. He gave him a bottle of Wuliangye. Seeing that his smiling eyes were gone, he said, "tell me the story of the mysterious fish fairy."


    When the old man got the benefit, he naturally didn''t refuse. He opened his mouth and said, "if you want to say that the black fish immortal Yang Xiaoyu is really legendary."


    Confused, Yang Xuan interrupted him and asked, "Yang Xiaoyu? Isn''t it mo Xiaoyu?"


    The old man glanced at him: "you haven''t lost your memory. What did you lie to me for?"


    Yang Xuan coughed and said in two voices, "it''s okay, you say."


    The old man took a sip of wine and said slowly: "You''re right. Xuanyu immortal was originally called Mo Xiaoyu. According to legend, he was the son of a fisherman, but it later proved wrong. Xuanyu immortal was originally the illegitimate son of the Mo family in the capital. He was ordered to be killed by the master of the Mo family, but was saved by his mother''s old slave. He lived by fishing and hiding his name. Only then did he survive."


    Yang Xuan''s face was strange. He didn''t think there was such a secret in it.


    The old man continued: "the destiny of the Xuanyu immortal is really rich and noble. When he was eight years old, he met the old mentor of the Xuanyu immortal, which taught him his martial arts."


    Yang Xuan interrupted him, "do you know the name of his old mentor?"


    The old man didn''t have a good way: "who knows? Don''t you listen, don''t listen, I''ll go."


    "Listen!" Yang Xuan hurriedly took out another bottle of wine, a bottle of hundreds of yuan.


    The old man smiled and then said: "Later, after years of hard cultivation, Xuanyu immortal finally achieved great success. After coming out of the mountain, he acted chivalrous and righteous, and sent countless bad guys to prison. The world respected him as the dragon warrior. Later, he found out his life experience, entered the capital Mo''s house and avenged his mother. Later, he was deeply ashamed of Mo''s surname, so he changed his teacher''s surname to Yang and changed his name to Yang Xiaoyu."


    I see. Yang Xuan finally understood why Mo Xiaoyu became Yang Xiaoyu.


    "And then?" he asked.


    "Then, Xuanyu immortal''s martial arts became higher and higher. He defeated many scum in the Jianghu, wiped out many bad organizations in the world, and finally unified the Wulin and became the first person in the world." the old man said with assurance: "Then I don''t know why there was a conflict with the royal family. The royal family didn''t know where to find some strange beasts. They were extremely ferocious, could speak and scared people to death."


    Yang Xuan is more and more strange. Why are there talking beasts?


    The old man then said, "but the means of Xuanyu immortal can be called heaven. After a big war, he swept the universe and cleaned up all the wild animals. He also forced the emperor to give way and let another person be the emperor. That''s when the name Xuanyu immortal spread."


    Yang Xuan looked strange and asked, "then? Where is the black fish immortal now?"


    "I don''t know." the old man shook his head and said, "immortal, naturally, he went back to heaven, but immortal Xuanyu left his orthodoxy and founded Xuanmen. Now, there are many disciples all over the world, even the emperor is his disciple."


    Yang Xuan couldn''t help smiling bitterly. Why is his disciple''s style so similar to him.


    "Where is the Mountain Gate of Xuanmen?" Yang Xuan thought and asked.


    He is now more and more curious about this cheap disciple and wants to find out.


    "Of course it''s on Shangxuan mountain. Oh, I forgot. Don''t you remember? There''s a high mountain three thousand miles north of here. It''s white and easy to recognize. By the way, do you have any wine? It''s really delicious."


    Yang Xuan took out two more bottles for him and left.


    Out of the city, he recognized the direction. When Yang Xuan reappeared, he had reached the white Shangxuan mountain.


    The towering Shangxuan mountain is really white. On this mountain, which is composed of unknown stones, clouds and fog are filled with a mysterious atmosphere.


    Yang Xuan''s mind swept away. There were some buildings on the top of the mountain, with about a thousand people inside.


    What attracted Yang Xuan''s attention were some people who were practicing.


    These people are divided into two groups. One group is cultivating martial arts, which is the martial arts technique given to Mo Xiaoyu by Yang xuanjiao.


    The other group is strange. They are sitting on the top of the mountain, swallowing clouds and puffing smoke, and are soaking up the air of heaven and earth.


    Yang Xuan was very strange in his heart. His mind penetrated into these people like silk. After a long time, he had infinite exclamation in his heart.


    Although the cultivation of these people is very different from the martial arts, it vaguely carries the shadow of heaven and earth magic. If Yang Xuan guesses correctly, it should be mo Xiaoyu''s groundless, unique and original cultivation way based on heaven and earth magic and other martial arts taught by Yang Xuan.


    This is the real way from martial arts to Taoism.


    Yang Xuan sighed in his heart.


    However, he didn''t find Mo Xiaoyu in the whole Shangxuan mountain. He didn''t know where he went.


    Inside the central hall, there was a picture dedicated to him. Yang Xuan appeared directly before the portrait, thinking deeply.


    The disciples on duty in the hall found the intruder and gave an alarm when they were stunned.


    The shadows gathered, and in a short time, Yang Xuan was surrounded.


    "Bold, who are you? Dare to break into the door?" an old man shouted angrily.


    Yang Xuan ignored him and continued to observe the paintings on the wall.


    Seeing that Yang Xuan didn''t speak, the old man shouted angrily, and the dust in his hand flew out with a Shua. He hit Yang Xuan''s back heart directly.


    This is no longer the means of the warrior, but clearly the means of the cultivator.


    However, his accomplishments are only equivalent to the most common golden elixir realm. In Yang Xuan''s eyes, he is almost playing with children.


    Poof!


    The duster stopped three meters behind Yang Xuan. It seemed to plunge into some viscous liquid. He struggled desperately, but he couldn''t earn it.


    Everyone feels bad. They all come forward and be careful.


    At this time, Yang Xuan carried them on his back and said faintly, "where''s Yang Xiaoyu?"


    "Bold, dare to call Shizu''s name and seek death." everyone roared, and all showed their weapons and prepared to attack.


    But the next moment, the blades in their hands suddenly left their hands and floated uncontrollably in mid air.


    Under the reflection of all the weapons in the sky, Yang Xuan turned slowly.


    After seeing Yang Xuan''s appearance, everyone was stunned.


    The whole hall was quiet in an instant. All the people stared at Yang Xuan''s face and swept back and forth with the portrait on the wall behind him.


    On that portrait, Yang Xuan was painted.


    "Zu... Zu... Zu shiye...??" a disciple opened his mouth and exclaimed.


    Yang Xuan smiled and did not see any action. The weapons that had just floated in the air returned the same way and returned to their master.


    As soon as these miraculous means came out, everyone was frozen on the spot and didn''t know how to react.


    Only the old man who first appeared had no doubt. He knelt down and kowtowed. He shouted, "younger disciple Chen Shangshui, pay a visit to his grandmaster."


    How can it not be the grandmaster, how can it not be the grandmaster.


    He is already the highest force in the world, but he has no power to fight back in front of this man. Moreover, this man has the same appearance as the grandmaster. Coupled with the description of grandmaster Yang Xiaoyu, he immediately concluded that the grandmaster has really come.


    Others were suspicious, but now they see that their leaders are kneeling, so without doubt, plop, plop, all kneel down, the mountain roars and the tsunami.


    Yang Xuan waved. Everyone stood up and looked at Yang Xuan with horror.


    Yang Xuan was surprised and asked, "how do you conclude that I am your ancestor?"


    Chen Shangshui said excitedly, "when Shizu left, he said that he was still alive and would come back one day. I didn''t expect to see him today, disciple... Disciple


    ”


    Then he cried out.


    Yang Xuan didn''t expect Xiaoyu to have such an arrangement. He waved his hand and asked, "where is he?"


    Chen Shangshui wiped his tears. First, he turned back and said, "you all go out. You can''t come in without my order. In addition, you can''t tell the news of the return of your grandmaster."


    They were afraid to disobey orders, and all looked complicated and went out.


    After the crowd left, Chen Shangshui whispered, "return to Shizu, Shizu. He went to another world through the eyes of the world 50 years ago and has not returned yet."


    Mo Xiaoyu found the boundary eye?


    Yang Xuan was strange in his heart, but he thought about it. Where did he leave that day? After such a long time, no matter how secret, he should be found.


    "Well, I see." Yang Xuan ran out of his arms and threw it to Chen Shang watercourse: "here is a secret script. Pass it on after you practice."


    This secret script was obtained in vain. It''s good. It''s always lying in his storage space.


    Chen Shangshui trembled and caught the script, with tears of excitement.


    This is the preaching of the grandmaster himself. Who has such a privilege.


    Yang Xuan thought for a moment. He simply waved his hand and sent out a aura. He raised Chen Shangshui''s cultivation from the golden elixir period to the God, which was regarded as a gift.


    Chen Shangshui felt the change of strength in his body and knew that it was the grace of his grandfather. He was too excited to speak. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed constantly.


    After knocking for a long time, when he looked up, he found that Yang Xuan had long disappeared.


    "Grandmaster''s grace, grandmaster''s grace." he knelt on the ground and whispered excitedly.