News spread quickly.
Duan Shui and Shuang Lan, two of the world's top sword fighters, met at one time, and it was truly a grand gathering in the world of practice.
Yanxing has a higher realm and became famous earlier, while Chen Yi has made rapid progress and his potential is immeasurable. The last time the two made a shot can be traced back decades ago, and now no one dares to assert that their combat power is superior.
No matter whether you practice the sword or not, spiritual or martial, you are all looking forward to this battle destined to go down in history.
In this way, coupled with the special status of the two, it is troublesome to determine the location. Whether it is set in the Central Continent where Lianjian is located, or the Western Continent where Cang Ya is located, it seems unfair. The forces of the Eastern Land were separated, and the Emperor of the Northern Land had an old friendship with Cangya Mountain.
In the end, we had to settle in the Southland.
The order is in order, and it can accept a large number of cultivators who have heard the news. The formation is well-prepared, and Yecheng is the best after thinking about it. Chongming Mountain is the best.
Sect Master Qu had chosen a place and sent a letter to Cangya Mountain. When he turned around, he couldn't help but sigh, "If there is a breakthrough, I should be happy for you."
Chen Yi hugged her from behind, "What are you worried about, it's just to learn from each other, not to decide between life and death."
"Yecheng, Chongmingshan, I never imagined that one day we would see each other again."
Yin Biyue sighed.
Luo Mingchuan smiled, "I don't know if the courtyard by Qiu Lake is still there."
Yan Xing was speechless by the sourness of the two, "It's me who's going to fight, not for you to revisit the old places, and then go through the path of love."
Duan Chongxuan was teasing the birds in the imperial garden, "Yecheng, do you want to go?... Yes, it's the one you've been to. If you want to go, beg me."
Luan Er shrank in size and rolled around in his palm.
A group of palace servants stood far away, their eyebrows lowered and their eyes lowered, not daring to let out the air.
"Senior brother, will you go to see it? Many people in the door want to go."
In private, Cheng Tianyu never called Song Tang a real person.
Song Tang sat in front of the case and kept writing, "There's been a lot of things going on recently, so I probably won't go."
Cheng Tianyu couldn't hide his disappointment, "...Then Senior Brother Zhong and I will take someone to see it, and come back and tell you!"
Song Tang responded. When the person left, he focused on it again, his handwriting was messy, and his words were incomprehensible. Only to be disappointed.
The day before the battle, Zhong Shan went to the main hall to ask him if he wanted to go watch the battle.
Song Tang still couldn't speak.
But that night, he finally went down the mountain. I also went to the most famous restaurant within a hundred miles of Qinglu Mountain.
Yanxing has never had the air of a great practitioner.
He drank happily, and chatting with meat and vegetables was not taboo. Friends of wine and meat who meet by chance are all over the world. If he doesn't want to drink boring wine, there will be someone to accompany him everywhere.
Just like at this time, the whole second floor was surrounded by people chatting and laughing. The sons of noble families and scattered people from all corners of the world have their own origins, and it is very lively.
Just as he was talking about the twelve ways to drink 'Fusheng Huan', someone suddenly got up in a hurry and gave a salute, "Sect Master Song."
All beings looked at each other and lost their voices for a while.
Song Tang has been in charge of Qinglu for many years, and the gentleness when he was a eldest disciple has long since faded away, leaving only awe-inspiring righteousness and power.
He was dressed in a splashed ink landscape robe, and his hair was tied with a jade crown.
The people present looked at Yan Xing's face and knew that he had been hunted down by the Song Sect Master. Although it didn't work out, the two of them had old grudges.
So after the ceremony, they dispersed silently.
In the blink of an eye, the hustle and bustle disappeared, and there were only two people left on the second floor. Yan Xing and Song Tang were relatively speechless.
Song Tang didn't expect that as soon as he came, the people would be gone, and he couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.
The other party was drinking with friends, and it was really disappointing that he came so abruptly.
If Yan Xing opened his mouth at this time and asked, 'What are you doing? ', he would immediately turn around and leave.
But Yan Xing didn't ask anything. He just smiled and said, "Come and sit."
Song Tang breathed a sigh of relief.
"Tomorrow, I will have a battle with someone. Now, instead of meditating and adjusting my breath, I will come here instead..."
He sat down for the first sentence, and regretted it halfway through.
It is not the elder of the other party's division, why do you say such restraining words
He still remembered that Yan Xing was the most annoying to be disciplined by irrelevant people.
"Beyond, don't blame fellow Daoist Yan."
Yan Xing was originally very happy, but when he heard this, he couldn't help frowning, "I don't understand, why do you keep calling me fellow Daoist Yan?"
Feeling that Senior Brother Yan can't speak, you can call him by his name. It's hard to hear that if you have to praise Taoist friends.
But the other party finally took the initiative to find him, and it was boring to entangle such details. He smiled relieved, "Forget it, don't talk about this, what are you busy with recently?"
This sentence sounds like a casual question, but Yan Xing really wants to know.
Song Tang has always been rigorous, answering everything seriously,
"Recently, more than ten aristocratic families in Nanlu are going to negotiate with Qinglu to agree on the resources for worship in the next 50 years. Please ask Qinglu to leave a communication array in their house property as a shelter. I am reviewing the agreement document, and I will reply to any questions for discussion. If there is no problem, it will be sealed and given to the elders in the door to arrange the formation. There is also a rumor that a strange treasure was born in the westernmost part of the southern land. Many scattered cultivators gathered at the foot of Qinglu Mountain to petition, asking Qinglu to take the lead in exploring the treasure. It is to protect our own safety, and the second is to solve the uneven distribution...”
He said a lot, and in the end, he felt that these trivialities were boring, and it was difficult for Yan Xing to listen carefully.
Song Tang finally couldn't help but ask, "Do you understand what I said?"
"Do not understand."
"Then what are you laughing at?"
What's so funny
Yan Xing fixedly looked at him, with a pair of spring water peach blossom eyes full of romance, "You talk to me, I'm happy."
Song Tang's mind flickered, avoiding his gaze, got up and left, "You've been drinking too much."
Yan Xing stood up slowly, stretched out his long arms and pulled the person back.
Song Tang was caught off guard in his arms, and subconsciously drew his sword. The opponent's realm pressure suddenly erupted, pushing him back two steps and imprisoning him in the corner.
The coercion is like a gust of wind passing through the border, and the wooden window automatically closes with a bang when there is no wind. The wine cup fell on the table, shattering the white porcelain.
A kiss that was light and lingering, with the aroma of lingering wine, made Sect Master Song, who never drank, blush. The other party still refused to let go, and his scorching breath was sprayed on his ear temples, numb and numb.
"I just drank too much. Hit me. Which leg do you want to break this time?"
Song Tang trembled angrily. With all his true essence out, the sword in his hand was half unsheathed, and then stopped suddenly, because the man said, "I have a duel after dawn, and I can't overstay my promise. Tonight you beat me up, and I can only go tomorrow. found dead."
After saying that, the pressure really dissipated, and the unsuspecting empty door opened wide, just bent over to kiss him.
Sect Master Song hesitated for a moment before being bullied by someone who was pressed against the wall.
In the end, he licked his lips and sighed contentedly, "...It's really sweet."
"presumptuous!"
"Don't look at me like that, I'm afraid I can't help myself."
Sect Master Song is usually not angry and arrogant, and ordinary people dare not get close. Unfortunately, the corners of his eyes are wet and his face is flushed.
Song Tang couldn't bear it any longer, and hit him with a scabbard, but he still remembered to be careful. After Yan Xing groaned, he backed away and listened to his lesson with a smile.
"What are you thinking about? The decisive battle of the martial artist is imminent. You should not be impatient, and you should not be tempted! Many years ago, I saw Chen Yi shoot a sword. It is insurmountable, and there has never been a battle without change..."
"Finished?"
"Ok… "
"Displeased?"
Song Tang glared at him again.
The moonlight fell on them through the window lattice, and there was a sound of beating from the street.
Yan Xing glanced at the sky, "If I don't rush to Yecheng, it will be too late."
"You should have gone long ago."
Yan Xing wanted to say that you waited for me to come back, and in the end it was just for the other party to get dressed.
He pushed open the window on the second floor and jumped down. He seemed to be extremely unrestrained, but he didn't dare to look back.
After a while, I heard a distant sentence from the restaurant, "If you don't win, don't come back."
Yan Xing laughed loudly.
With that said, how can there be no reason to win
*****
Song Tang sat down.
The empty restaurant was in a mess, and the half bowl of wine left by the other party reflected the moonlight and his face.
He took it up and drank it, the spicy food entered his throat, and he was immediately choked and coughed again and again.
Song Tang laughed at himself.
He often wondered, what did Yan Xing like about him
If it is on a whim, how can the long years pass by in such a hurry, why hasn't the other party's freshness disappeared
In terms of talent and appearance, he is not unparalleled in the world. In terms of status, the head of the Qinglu Sword Sect is indeed a high-ranking person.
But Yanxing wouldn't care about that.
He didn't even know what the other party cared about.
"I heard that the sunrise at Tianxin Cliff in Cangya Mountain is extremely spectacular?"
"It's really spectacular... But after watching it a lot, it's all the same. Speaking of the sunrise, when the sun rises on the easternmost border of the Eastern Land, it seems that you can reach out and touch the sun when you reach out."
"So, the sunrise is the best in the East Land?"
Yan Xing leaned on the tree and tilted his head to look at him, "The most spectacular, but not the best... Once I crossed the sea by myself and encountered a beast tide, fighting all the way from the floating sea to the shore, just in time for the alternation of the sun and the moon, it was the best. ."
Whenever he talked about such topics, Song Tang always felt that he was really a dull and boring person compared to the magnificent wonders and the adventures of life and death.
Yanxing is different.
Just like a goshawk, it can fly over the mountains and cliffs, but Cangya can't keep him, and Qinglu can't keep him.
When the sky was slightly bright, the Sect Master Song walked out of the restaurant. The morning breeze is refreshing.
He let out a long sigh of relief, threw away all the feelings of disappointment, and moved forward.
If he knew that the other party would stop at the end of the fight because of his words, he would never leave.
In this way, it will not be blocked at the gate of Qinglu Hall under the bright sky, and it will be a lively sight for people.
"Didn't you say wait for me to come back?"
Song Tang frowned, "When did I say such a thing?"
"A gentleman speaks quickly, and if he speaks at night, he will not recognize it during the day?" Yan Xing felt a little aggrieved, "How can there be such a reason?"
There are new rumors in Nanlu today. According to rumors, Sect Master Song has become an unscrupulous person.
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