The whole autumn in Lueyang City is always accompanied by continuous rain.
After a dozen autumn rains, the swaying skirts in the flower alley lacked communication, and no matter how beautiful the flower and color of the tulips, it also appeared a bit deserted.
The rain curtains fell along the eaves in strings of beads, and drifted in with the slightly cold west wind.
It was cold and rainy outside the house, and the house was warm and dimly lit.
Yin Biyue's drinking capacity is average, far less than the other two. I've gotten a little drunk by now.
I just heard the master scolding the third senior brother and said, "You deserve it! I have seen the Song family boy, he is from a serious family, and you ruin people's reputation, don't say that I taught it..."
Yan Xing chewed the vinegar soaked peanuts and nodded vaguely, "Yes, yes, I deserve it..."
Yin Biyue laughed. He wanted to say that the third senior brother, you don't have to hide anymore. The fifth junior brother has already discussed with Song Shaomen master. Next time I see you without drawing a sword, I will give you a chance to explain.
He opened his mouth, and suddenly his head sank, knowing that it was because of the spirit of the wine.
Unexpectedly, this clear entrance has such a strong stamina.
He propped his head diagonally, watching the master and the third senior brother touch the bowls and pat the table in a dizzy manner.
Then he fell asleep.
This night, I slept very deeply. When I woke up, the rain had stopped and the sky was dark. There was a green light on the table at some point.
The aroma of wine mixed with the damp cold wind blowing on his face, Yin Biyue felt refreshed, more comfortable than sitting in meditation all night.
It is a kind of comfort.
Juggernaut got up and closed the window.
After drinking the last bowl of wine, he said to his three apprentices, "This old man is gone. Don't give it away."
Yin Biyue bid farewell to Yan Xing and got up to follow.
The moment they stepped out of the door, Yan Xing shouted, "Master..."
The sound is not high, and the exit is drowned in the hustle and bustle of the lobby.
The Juggernaut paused slightly, and waved his hand with his back to him, his posture extremely unrestrained.
The proprietress came over, said nothing, and put a jar of wine on his table.
In the alley, there were girls gathered in twos and threes under the dripping eaves, the light huanbi yarn was wet, and they smiled lowly. Someone brought the flowers back to the terrace on the second floor, and lighted the lanterns with red spikes and golden colors, and a long red light was seen from a distance.
Someone walked into the alley and turned into a small building. The narrow alley became more and more cramped.
Yin Biyue and Sword Saint went against the flow of people. Walking out to see the empty long street, the fallen phoenix trees, all dyed and desolate, like another world.
The swordsman glanced at the half-dark sky and said to himself, "I have to do something..."
Before Yin Biyue could hear it clearly, he suddenly felt that his feet were empty, and he knew that the master took him to fly again.
The wind whistled for just a moment, and the ear fell silent.
The bright moon shows its corners on the clouds, as if within reach.
Yin Biyue stood on the cloud, and he had a panoramic view of the mountains and rivers.
The Juggernaut's voice was a little vague, "Fourth, when you accept your apprentice and lead someone on the clouds, remember to keep the wind out."
Yin Biyue was startled for a moment, Cheng Ben Yufeng was at least as good as a sub-sage, and now he was still far behind. But the master seems to be very sure.
After drinking a drink, I saw the third senior brother and the master gag, and the swordsman who stood up in the mountains was much closer, and he was no longer restrained.
So he nodded, "It's still early, when I have an apprentice, the master will be the great master... How can the wind be blocked
Juggernaut shook his head, "No need, at that time, if you think about it, if there is no wind, there will be no wind."
Yin Biyue felt that she was really looking for abuse. The five scumbags really can't understand the realm of the Great God.
Juggernaut seemed to remember something funny, "This is the first time this old man took Jun Yu, and he didn't block the wind. Of course, he wasn't cold, but he froze your senior brother directly."
Yin Biyue thought that the cold and stern senior brother was really ice and snow. Hearing the tragic things, he didn't know why, but he also laughed like a swordsman, "Master, don't cover me up, with the realm of a senior brother, can you still be afraid of the cold?"
"Don't believe me? At that time, Jun Yu was young, and standing still was not taller than my waist. When you lifted it, it was like a kitten. Tsk, what are you laughing at, it's true... I haven't cultivated enough yet, and I don't know how to make a sound when I'm cold..." The swordsman said in a low voice, "I'm not a good master. I don't know how to teach people, and I haven't taught you well..."
Yin Biyue used to think that he had a cheap master. Apart from knowing that his cultivation is number one in the world, he doesn't know anything else.
But later, he heard many stories of Master, and heard Master from other people's mouths.
I often wonder, what kind of person is the Juggernaut
Until he was at the foot of Chongming Mountain, where he had an epiphany, he used the Blue Sky and White Sun Sword. It was as if through the rain curtain, I saw the maddened figure who cut the sword to the sky, and the sky also avoided three points. I could feel the mood of the man out of the sword.
Later, he really saw the master.
Juggernaut was different from every imagination he could imagine.
There is no indifferent detachment from the master in charge of everything, and there is no such senior demeanor when we first met Guan.
Although he always calls himself an old man, he is addicted to alcohol and lethargic, laughing and scolding, and he looks like a teenager.
Yin Biyue was unbelievable at first, but after drinking, he suddenly became enlightened.
Because no one dictates how a saint should live.
He laughed, "Master, you really haven't taught me much. To be honest, the first time I saw you at Xingshan Temple, I didn't recognize you at all, because the portrait hanging in the peak is twenty years older than you."
The Sword Saint muttered, "Doesn't that make the old man seem steady..."
"At that time, I thought that I had reached a dead end. I felt that Da Luo Jinxian couldn't save Senior Brother Luo and me, but Master came to save us..."
The Juggernaut's voice was still low, "It's still too late..."
Yin Biyue restrained his smile and said sternly, "I don't think it's too late. I know that Master can't teach, because his talent is very high, and his practice is almost intuitive. Master is often absent because he is doing a big thing. It's not just me. , I believe that Senior Brother, Second Senior Sister, Third Senior Brother, and Fifth Senior Brother all think so."
About 'doing something big' is just speculation, but Juggernaut doesn't refute it.
"It was Master who showed me a possibility. Even if the road of cultivation is full of thorns and mud, even if I live a long life, I don't need to be deliberate, do not have to be scheming, and I don't need to live a thousand sails, and the golden age is no longer. I want to sleep. Just go to sleep, drink if you want, and act according to your heart... I am very envious, but maybe I will never be like Master in my life. Because Master is the only Sword Saint Guard Jingfeng in heaven and earth!"
The swordsman laughed loudly, and the laughter shook the sky,
"Hahaha-you don't have to live like me at all. Because you are also the only Yin Biyue in the sky and the earth."
Being so praised by the sage, Yin Biyue was embarrassed for a while.
Juggernaut remembered his sentence 'I'm not a good master' just now, and felt too sour, so he asked his apprentice to comfort him. So he waved his hand, "Let's go."
He led people to jump down from the clouds.
"what-"
Unprepared, the sense of weightlessness brought about by the high-speed fall made Yin Biyue cry out. The whistling wind, accompanied by the laughter of the Juggernaut, penetrated through the eardrums, and felt like the heart was about to jump out.
Eventually, the whereabouts stopped before he could lift his true essence.
Yin Bi's face paled, gasping for breath.
I heard the swordsman ask, "Is it exciting? Fourth, you see, life is full of surprises."
… I take back what I just said. QAQ
They are still in the clouds and mist, the ground is not real, but the rolling hills can be clearly seen.
The night was dark, and the cold wind blew away the clouds and mists between the green mountains, and a faint silver streamer covered the highest peak.
That is the brilliance of the formation.
It looks beautiful against the night sky and the autumn moon.
Yin Biyue came back to his senses and remembered the direction of the road, "Are we... in Hengduan Mountain now?"
Juggernaut casually 'um'.
On Hengduan Mountain, there is Bao Puzong.
Baopuzong has a great formation to protect the mountain.
Although it is not like Xingshan Temple, it has been passed down for millions of years, but it is integrated with the spiritual veins of the mountain. When it is opened, it is formed by four elders of the Mahayana realm. .
Yin Biyue didn't know why Master came here, but he vaguely guessed something in his heart.
He now wants to see how the master will break the formation, and it is the formation that the power has urged to its heyday. It must be the collapse of the earth and the destruction of the mountains, and the situation will change color.
Then the Juggernaut took him down.
Nothing happened. They stood on the top of the mountain, like standing in their own backyard.
Yin Bi was more stunned, and felt as if it should be the case.
That's how saints should be, they come when they want, and they go when they want to go.
Which formation can trap him
There are not only the two of them on the top of the mountain. There is also an old man, standing on the rugged rock.
The wind is full of sleeves, as if shaky. But Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, the weather is magnificent.
Yu Shi turned around.
Seeing Wei Jingfeng with an indifferent expression.
When he was young, he often thought that he should not live in the same era as Wei Jingfeng.
If the Juggernaut is not in the world, he is the highest mountain.
He stood on Hengduan Mountain, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers at his feet.
As long as he is willing, he can even see the waves floating in the sea, the bamboo buildings on the Qinglu Mountain in the south, the abyss that the light from the east cannot penetrate, and the golden roofs of the Northern Imperial City.
These are not as tall as him.
But the Juggernaut is back, who will remember which is the second highest mountain in the world
Yu Shi's eyes were slightly cold.
Wei Jingfeng didn't look at him, but turned to look at the apprentice behind him.
"Look, it's this old man. When the old man was away, he used his tactics. If you can't beat him now, let the teacher breathe out for you first, and then you will find the place yourself when you are successful."
The Juggernaut's tone was too ordinary, like discussing what to eat for the evening. Yin Biyue was stunned.
Yu Shi's expression became even colder, his sleeves were filled with the wind and heaved up high.
The formation was brilliant, like the bright moon in the sky falling on the Hengduan Mountains, and above the nine heavens, thick clouds surged, and the clouds revealed a magnificent coercion.
The shadow grew bigger and bigger, and it was only then that Yin Biyue could see that it was the shape of a sword.
A huge sword shadow enveloped the entire Hengduan Mountain.
That is Yu Shi's gossip sword.
But the Juggernaut did not draw his sword.
The strong wind and sand and stones could not blow in front of him. He raised his hand from under the wide sleeve and pointed it away.
It's like doing it by hand.
The last moment I was drinking in the spring sleeve building with warm flowers and deep flowers, at this moment I can stand on Hengduan Mountain at the top of Wanshan Mountain.
Because for Wei Jingfeng, there is no difference between the two things.
It's just that the former is happier, the latter is a little impatient.
The giant sword phantom shattered. The bright moon broke through the clouds.
Yu Shi fell from the top of the mountain.
Thousands of cliffs, so deep that the bottom cannot be seen.
The swordsman turned around, "Go."
Just like when they came, with the clear wind and bright moon, Yin Biyue and Master walked on the wind.
"Is Master finished?"
"Not yet."
"Where are we going now?"
"Go to China."
The more Yin Bi thought about it, this was the most dramatic and ups and downs night in his life.
Maybe you can see all the big figures in the world.