"Hahaha, drink this cup!"
"Senior, are you raising fish?"
"What fish? What fish? What senior? In a few hundred or a few thousand years, your abilities will be much better than mine! Call me Brother! Call me Brother! "
"Brother!"
"Hey!"
In the restaurant's private room, the old man and the young man drank until they took off their clothes, put their arms around each other's shoulders, and hugged … Ahem, they were just a little more intimate. For the time being, they did not show any signs of breaking the rules.
Wine did not intoxicate people, but they were intoxicated. At Bai Ze's level, Yang Jian, if they did not want to get drunk, they would not fall even after the most intense immortal year.
However, if they wanted to get drunk and did not use their abilities to suppress it, they would have to compete with their alcohol tolerance.
Clearly, Bai Ze's alcohol tolerance was far inferior to Yang Jian's. Soon, his eyes began to blur …
The two of them did not laugh much. After Bai Ze got drunk, he would cry, laugh, scold, go crazy, and stagger.
Sometimes, he would sing loudly. Yang Jian would slap the table and agree. Sometimes, he would recite poems and show the carefree demeanor of his white robe and silk headscarf back then.
"Senior, why don't you return to the demons to enjoy life?" Yang Jian asked casually.
"The Demon Court has been destroyed. The two Majesties have died in battle. If I go back, who will recognize me?" Bai Ze smiled dejectedly. "I obtained a mystical ability and avoided disaster. That's why I was lucky not to turn into ashes. However, when I look back, it's all in the past. Who succeeded in the end? "
Bai Ze leaned against the soft couch by the window. His words were mixed with ancient sorrow, which made Yang Jian feel touched.
Who succeeded in the Great Magi-Demon War?
Who did the First Tribulation of the Dragon-Phoenix achieve?
At that moment, what was circulating in the Primordial World was perhaps a story that had been rewritten by someone.
What was that giant hand that existed between the heavens and the earth fiddling with since time immemorial?
Yang Jian's thoughts were complicated. He was silent for a moment, but he really did not know what to say.
"Kid." Bai Ze hugged Yang Jian's neck. His sloppy Daoist robe was full of wine stains, but at that moment, he was in high spirits. His expression and appearance were like the ancient demon military advisors.
"Don't think that just because you have great luck, you can go around and provoke those mighty figures and experts. Do you know which of the surviving mighty figures didn't have great luck protecting them back in the day?"
"Of course, I know that." Yang Jian curled his lips indifferently and did not explain anything.
"Young and frivolous, I think you are young and frivolous!" Bai Ze pointed at Yang Jian's shoulder, blushed, and burped. "You'd better behave yourself and do what you should do. Why do you have to stir up trouble?"
Yang Jian smiled and said, "From what Senior is saying, do you know what I'm doing?"
"If I want to know about anything in this world, I will!" Bai Ze waved his hand in a domineering manner.
Yang Jian looked at the isolation array formation that had yet to dissipate around him and asked, "Senior, tell me why I'm here."
"Hey, wait for me."
Bai Ze got drunk and stood up shakily. He walked to the opposite side of Yang Jian and sat down cross-legged.
He continuously formed different seals with his hands. The seals formed an inexplicable array. Yang Jian only felt waves of obscure fluctuations surging back and forth in the narrow room.
"In order to forge a divine weapon, I need the blood of a phoenix, the metal of a spirit, the crystal of a colorful gold, the soul of an evil dragon …"
As Bai Ze muttered, Yang Jian immediately sobered up and his expression changed.
However, before Yang Jian could express his surprise, Bai Ze suddenly raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood. It was a spectacular sight!
The Celestial Hound outside opened its mouth wide. Clearly, it had never seen such a scene of "blood gushing".
"Senior! Senior, are you alright? "Yang Jian hurriedly got up to help the old man, but was stopped by a skinny old hand.
Bai Ze held his forehead and got up. His face was full of confusion and his eyes were a little blank. Then, he looked at Yang Jian and patted his head gloomily. "Oh, I finally accumulated some luck with great difficulty. Now, it's all gone!"
"Senior, are you injured by the backlash?"
"I'm fine, I'm fine. What I sensed earlier is not a big secret." Bai Ze wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His face was even paler. He sat there and sighed. "I can just ask you these things. Why do you have to … sigh!"
He was sober.
Yang Jian wanted to ask Bai Ze what he should pay attention to on this trip. Seeing this, he really could not bear to let the old man vomit blood again.
However, before he could ask, Bai Ze took the initiative to say, "You have to be patient in the place you're going to. Those two divine birds are treated as treasures by the experts of the Phoenix Clan. Not to mention bleeding them, even if you pluck a strand of their hair, those old fellows will fight you to the death. "
"Senior, are you saying that this trip is very dangerous?"
"Yes. Otherwise, why would I drag you to drink? If it's not dangerous, I'll just go and catch it for you. "
When Bai Ze said that, there was a hint of fear in his eyes.
He said, "Have you heard of this name?"
As he spoke, Bai Ze dipped his finger in the wine and wrote two words on the table … Two words that gave Yang Jian a headache.
Kong Xuan.
Well, what he was most worried about had finally happened.
"Kong Xuan is not to be underestimated. His mother is the Primordial Phoenix and the first peacock in the world. His background is terrifying." Bai Ze did not hesitate to praise Kong Xuan's supernatural powers and abilities. He was afraid that Yang Jian would not take it seriously.
How could Yang Jian not take it seriously? When he found out that Kong Xuan was guarding this place, he already had the intention to retreat.
Kong Xuan was known as the number one person below the Saint. He was a ruthless person who could kill a Saint!
The Five-colored Divine Light was invincible. It could wipe out all living things and break all spells. His strength was even more stunning. He had inherited the destructive power of the Primordial Phoenix. If he really fought with his life on the line, even a Saint would have to think twice before making a move!
Only an "old antique" like his master, who had cultivated for countless years, could suppress such a ruthless person.
Yang Jian actually yearned for Kong Xuan. After all, Kong Xuan dared to fight with a Saint. He was arrogant and unruly. Although he ate people, from the perspective of the human race, he was definitely an expert who was respected and revered by cultivators.
How should I deal with it?
In the God-Conferment Battle that Yang Jian knew in his mind, he should have rarely lost, but he could not pass Kong Xuan. In the end, the Saint had to take action to subdue Kong Xuan. He had also caused Saint Zhun Ti to be dejected.
"Why? Are you afraid? "
Bai Ze looked at Yang Jian's hesitant expression and chuckled. He was happy and content.
Yang Jian frowned and said, "This senior can't be an unreasonable person. I might have a chance if I use treasures to exchange for blood."
"Go ahead. Go ahead. If you can come back alive, I'll give your master face."
Bai Ze's eyes were filled with encouragement and provocation. He stepped on the table with one foot and held a toothpick in his mouth.
The demeanor that he had inadvertently revealed previously was perfectly concealed by the carefree aura of an old hooligan.
Yang Jian pondered for a while and said, "Is there really no chance for this trip?"
"Chance? Of course there is. The Heavenly Dao will still leave a chance for survival, let alone this matter. " Bai Ze picked up a mouthful of delicious food and said calmly, "I'll think of a way to lure Kong Xuan away for you later. As for you, take the opportunity to find the two little phoenixes. Let them bleed and quickly run. Once this matter is over, I will have returned the karma of scheming against you previously. "
Yang Jian hurriedly said, "Senior, isn't it too risky? This is my own matter. There's no need to trouble you, Senior. "
"Why? Do you think that I can't even fight a few rounds in front of Kong Xuan?" Bai Ze pretended to be angry. Yang Jian could only shake his head in embarrassment. Then, he sat there and thought carefully.
Is there any way that is better than luring the tiger away from the mountain?
If Yang Jian did not know that Yuding Zhenren had a Great Dao injury, perhaps he would have directly called his master to help negotiate when he encountered an existence like Kong Xuan.
However, Yang Jian did not want his master to fight with a ruthless person like Kong Xuan. He did not even want his master to be involved in the God-Conferment Battle. He had always wanted to disrupt the God-Conferment Battle himself, mess up everything, and solve all the enemies in front of him.
Kong Xuan.
Just this name alone gave off a boundless pressure, like a mountain pressing down on him.
"Is that Senior Kong Xuan really impossible to persuade?"
"Haha, it doesn't make sense. Kong Xuan ate humans in the Primordial World in his early years. He was chased away by a few mighty figures of the human race, but they did not dare to face him at all." Bai Ze shook his head. "In ancient times, Kong Xuan was already famous. Now, he is probably an expert who has reached the peak. Apart from the method I mentioned, there is no other good solution. "
"Senior, what you said is not a good solution." Yang Jian shook his head. "Even if I obtain the phoenix blood, how can I escape?"
"Don't you have great luck?" Bai Ze asked. Yang Jian was speechless.
In the end, it would depend on luck!
Yang Jian stood up and slowly paced in the private room.
He had already arrived outside Tianfang Country. He definitely could not return empty-handed.
However, Yang Jian never treated his opponents as fools. It would be fine if Kong Xuan only had super powerful mystical abilities and Dharma treasures. Such a stunning mighty figure must be someone who was meticulous and quick-witted.
Suddenly, he thought about whether he could be as elegant as Kong Xuan if he cultivated the Eight-Nine Arcane Art to the peak.
Just a name made him, the Perfected Lord of the Celestial Court, frown. As a past mighty figure, Bai Ze was not confident that he could "hold on" for too long.
"Are there any experts in the local area who can use it?" Yang Jian asked softly.
Bai Ze sneered. "Do you really think that I'm like when I was at my peak? I know everything when I ask about everything. Go and investigate yourself. At the same time, ask them to add dozens of dishes. My losses today are too great. I have to eat more good things to nourish myself! "
As he spoke, he began to focus on the immortal dishes on the table.
Yang Jian smiled and shook his head. He stood up and walked out of the private room. The Celestial Hound barked twice and followed its master happily.
Yang Jian walked to the railing of the corridor and held it with both hands.
Kong Xuan …
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