The sharp Sword Qi shot out from the Qilin Cave, and the wind of the sword whistled.
Ying Feiyang had already aimed at the sword. He didn't move, and the Sword Qi brushed past his ear. Obviously, the sword was just a warning.
"What a sharp Sword Qi. Is this the Ten Thousand Sword Divine Judgment?" Ying Feiyang raised his eyebrows.
"Why are you here? What are you doing here? "Even in the deep cave, Ren Jiuxiao's hostile eyes could be seen clearly.
Ying Feiyang continued to open the lunch box as if he didn't hear it. He saw that the lunch box was divided into five layers. There were gourd chicken, osmanthus fish, roasted oxtail, black hen chicken soup, astragalus mutton, vinegar celery, mixed cakes … There were two plates on each layer, and there were ten dishes including the soup. The dishes were enough to fill a table. Although Ying Feiyang had just eaten, he still felt hungry. He said sourly, "Ren Jiuxiao, you can eat fish and meat during confinement. You've been living a comfortable life. Don't be so extravagant that you'll miss the advancement of your sword!
"Hmph, don't worry about it!" Ren Jiuxiao said coldly.
"Ha, I really don't need to worry about it. After all, Ling Ci is here." Ying Feiyang pinched his throat and said, "Son, are you cold? Are you hot? Are you thirsty? Are you hungry? There are mosquitoes in the Qilin Cave in the summer, and it's wet and cold in the winter. Are you used to it? "
"Ying Feiyang, you!" Ren Jiuxiao was furious. He seemed like he was about to explode, but he quickly calmed down and said, "If you want to provoke me to fight with you, you don't have to! Since I'm still in confinement, I will abide by the agreement and not fight with anyone. When my confinement ends, even if you don't look for me, I will look for you! "
"Tsk, how boring …" Ying Feiyang's intention was seen through. It had been about half a year since he returned to Ling Xiao Sword School. During this time, he felt that his cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds, but there was no one to verify it. Among her peers, Xie Lingyan was always absent-minded. No one knew what she was thinking about. Ming Ye's cultivation level was declining day by day. If there was any disciple of the same age who could force Ying Feiyang to his limit, it would be Ren Jiuxiao. Who would have thought that Ren Jiuxiao would not be willing to fight him now? But his mouth said, "You're thinking too much. I just saw that the dishes were sumptuous, it's a pity that there's only food and no wine. You won't be able to finish it all by yourself. Instead of wasting it, why don't you share some with me? Hmm, I won't take it for free. How can I not drink Tu Su wine during the New Year? Catch! "
Ying Feiyang raised his hand, and a bottle of Tu Su Wine flew towards Ren Jiuxiao. At the same time, he opened a jar and gulped it down. Ren Jiuxiao casually took the wine, but did not move.
Ying Feiyang wiped his mouth and said, "Why aren't you drinking?"
Then, with a look of sudden realization, he said, "That's right, your family is very strict. Ling Ci will definitely not allow you to drink wine. Since you can't drink, return the wine!"
"Which can't I drink?" Ren Jiuxiao opened the seal and gulped down a big mouthful of wine. He glared back at Ying Feiyang and shouted, "Good wine!"
Then, as if his heroism was aroused by the wine, he said loudly, "How can there be no sword when there's wine! Ying Feiyang, although I can't fight with you, I can defeat you in terms of sword techniques. What do you think of my move, Traceless Sword? "
Ren Jiuxiao sat cross-legged on the ground, but he used his fingers as a sword. He waved his hand casually, but the sword intent was released and filled the Qilin Cave. He was using the Ten Thousand Swords Heaven's Judgment Art.
Just by looking at the sword intent, one could tell that Ren Jiuxiao's swordsmanship was also improving by leaps and bounds. "Good! Agile without a trace, the sword leaves no trace. I just didn't expect that there would be a day when you, Ren Jiuxiao, would use your mouth to control the sword. " Ying Feiyang took the opportunity to ridicule him and vent his anger from being ridiculed years ago. Before Ren Jiuxiao could retort, he said, "I will use the move 'Four Symbols Return to Nothing' to counter it!" Ying Feiyang drank another mouthful of wine, and also used his fingers, easily dispelling the move. Then, he pointed from afar. Although there was no qi on his fingers, Ren Jiuxiao felt as if there was a sharp sword coming towards him.
"Good move, Four Symbols King Sword? You didn't waste this year! " Ren Jiuxiao held the wine in one hand and drank with his head held high. His other hand was already prepared. His fingers moved continuously, full of ethereal intent. "But under my move 'Sword Wind Flow', the Four Symbols King Sword is only so-so …"
"Oh, is that so? How about this move of mine? " Ying Feiyang smiled coldly and counterattacked again. The two of them drank a mouthful of wine and moved their swords. Although their weapons did not clash, they knew the situation of the battle very well.
The sword helped the wine, and the wine increased the power of the sword. When Ying Feiyang met his opponent, he felt that he didn't need to think. His moves automatically surged to the tip of his fingers.
"Hey, you've thought about this move for a long time. Have you thought of a way to break it?" After fighting for more than ten moves, Ying Feiyang was in high spirits, but Ren Jiuxiao could not keep up. Looking at him thinking hard for a long time and even snoring slightly, Ying Feiyang could not help but feel proud. "If you can't think of a way to break it, I can teach you. This move only needs …"
"Wait, snoring?" Ying Feiyang waved his sleeve and sent a soft force into the cave. However, Ren Jiuxiao was pushed by this force and fell to the ground with his limbs spread out …
"Tu Su Wine fell after one bottle? This alcohol tolerance … You've obviously never drunk wine before. Why are you forcing yourself in front of me? " Ying Feiyang shook his head speechlessly. He suppressed his fiery energy, wrapped gourd chicken and osmanthus fish from the food box, and went down the mountain.
In the Qilin Cave, the drunk Ren Jiuxiao's face was flushed red. He slept soundly and mumbled in his sleep, "Qiao Liyi … Just you wait … I … will … reforge you. Ying Feiyang … Ming Ye … When I come out of seclusion … I will defeat … you …"
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Since there was wine and dishes, Ying Feiyang didn't have to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner. He hummed a tune as he went down the mountain. When he returned to the hospital, he pushed open the door and saw a familiar figure. Ying Feiyang's eyes immediately sharpened.
Without hesitation or hesitation, Ying Feiyang threw the wine and dishes into the air. The Star Disciplinary Sword appeared out of thin air from between his brows. In the past six months, he had used the sacrificial refining method of the "Shang Qing Hanxiang Jian Painting" taught by Sima Chengzhen to refine the Star Disciplinary Sword. Now, the Star Disciplinary Sword had merged with his spirit. It appeared when he willed it, and disappeared when he willed it. Not only did it become sharper, but he no longer had to worry about losing the sword.
As for Ying Feiyang, he held the hilt of the sword in his hand. He became one with the sword and shot forward. The surrounding airflow suddenly disappeared. The thunderous sword whistled through the air, piercing towards the familiar figure.
As the sword was about to reach his head, the person stretched out two fingers and firmly caught the edge of Ying Feiyang's sword. The force of the sword was turned into a strong wind and spread out from his body. The two fingers kept the thunderous sword. With a light wave of his other hand, an invisible suction force was generated. The wine and dishes thrown into the air by Ying Feiyang automatically flew into his palm.
"It's only been half a year and your swordsmanship has improved so much. It's really surprising. However, the sword is a lethal weapon. Why did you use it on the New Year? Junior Martial Brother! "
Mu Zixuan looked at Ying Feiyang and said calmly. Her purple robe billowed along with the sword wind, but the smile on her face did not diminish.
"You should know why I attacked you with my sword!" Since his attack had failed, Ying Feiyang kept his sword. He was not the only one who had improved. Mu Zixuan was the same. He still could not tell what level Mu Zixuan's cultivation had reached.
Mu Zixuan was deep in thought. "Let me guess. Is it because of Yaoyu's death? Or is it because of Yue 'er's death? "It's a pity that the two sisters, as members of the Demon Clan, conspired against the law and tried to disrupt the rule of the dynasty. Privately, they used me to make me take the risk to fight against Bei Longtian. I have a reason to kill them, but Junior Brother, do you have the right to stand up for them?"
Mu Zixuan looked straight at Ying Feiyang. Ying Feiyang chuckled and said, "I only said one sentence but you explained so much. Who are you trying to convince?"
Mu Zixuan's expression changed slightly. Ying Feiyang continued, "It's a pity that I said so much but I was wrong from the beginning. I used my sword because I felt that no one had visited this place before. Today, someone suddenly came. I thought it was a thief. I didn't expect it to be you!"
Mu Zixuan laughed and said, "I was wrong. Junior Martial Brother, you have improved more than just your swordsmanship! But you are thinking too much. I am only here to pay my teacher a New Year's greeting. "
Ying Feiyang was skeptical. He ignored him and strode into the inner room. He pushed the door open and saw Qing Ku Taoist and Ce Tianji sitting on his left and right. They were chatting happily like old friends meeting again.
"Hey, Ying Tianming, long time no see!" Ce Tianji saw him and turned around to greet him warmly. When he saw Ying Feiyang, his expression suddenly changed and he was shocked.
He shouted, "Ying Tianming, why is there a knife scar on your forehead?"
"Call me Ying Feiyang," Ying Feiyang corrected him and said carelessly, "It was an accident. Why are you making a fuss?"
Ce Tianji almost jumped up and said, "How can I not be shocked? Two eyebrows slanted to the temples. It was originally the sign of ascending the clouds and ascending the dragon. But now it was cut off by a knife. From now on, weapons will enter your life! One scar can change your fate from great fortune to great misfortune. In the future, there will be three disasters and nine difficulties. Not only will you die many times, but you may even implicate your friends and family! "
Ying Feiyang said disapprovingly, "It's the New Year and you don't have to say something nice. If that is really the case, I will discuss with my teacher. I will leave my teacher and become your disciple. How about you help me solve my problems? Didn't you want to take me as a disciple before?"
Ce Tianji acted like he was avoiding the plague. He jumped behind his seat and said, "Don't. I am unlucky and can't be your teacher. Don't take it so lightly. I am not talking nonsense."
Ying Feiyang still didn't care and said, "Your divination doesn't work. It doesn't matter if I am talking nonsense or not. Plus, if I really have the fate of ascending the clouds, then my fate will protect me. Why would it let me get stabbed and ruin my fate? It can be seen that the theory of fate is just nonsense. "
"You little brat, can't you tell the difference?" Ce Tianji sighed. "It's fine if you don't believe me. I have other things to do. I will leave first. I won't disturb your reunion!" Then, he shook his head and walked out. Only Qing Ku Taoist, Mu Zixuan, and Ying Feiyang were left in the room.
"What is your purpose for coming?" Ying Feiyang looked coldly at Mu Zixuan.
Mu Zixuan smiled and said, "I will tell you later. At least for now, I just want to spend the New Year with you."
Qing Ku Taoist coughed softly. "Since it's the New Year, let's celebrate. Don't just stand there. Bring the food and wine. I have been hungry since morning …"
Dishes and wine were placed on the table, and the three of them sat together. Seeing the tense atmosphere, Qing Ku first said to Mu Zixuan, "Zixuan, no matter what, I am happy that you could come. How have you been in the Directorate of Heaven recently?"
Mu Zixuan shook his head and sighed. "Don't mention it. Big things come one after another, and I'm so busy that I'm in a terrible fix. The people recruited by the Directorate of Heavens are all arrogant …" When Mu Zixuan started to talk, he was like a child who had returned home from his travels to complain about his work in front of his parents.
Qing Ku Taoist comforted her as he listened. Then he talked about the progress of cultivation and pulled Ying Feiyang into the topic. Ying Feiyang was hostile to Mu Zixuan, but he knew his master's intention. So he didn't show it and joined the conversation harmoniously.
The three of them were like a family. They toasted each other and chatted endlessly. From exchanging their experiences in cultivation to commenting on contemporary figures, they laughed and chatted endlessly. In the end, the two of them joined hands to pry open Qing Ku Taoist's mouth. They wanted to find out if he had any romantic deeds when he was one of the "Two Talents of Taoism". Qing Ku Taoist immediately kept his mouth shut. He just poured wine jar by jar and said nothing more.
Unknowingly, the wine jars piled up into a small mountain. Mu Zixuan poured the last half jar of wine and the three of them shared a cup.
"It's the last cup. You should say something, right?" Qing Ku Taoist shook his cup and said.
Mu Zixuan said, "Then I wish Junior Apprentice-Brother success in the sword and inherit Master's name as soon as possible."
Ying Feiyang said, "I also wish Senior Apprentice-Brother can find a good partner and spend the rest of his life with her."
The two of them raised their cups and said to Qing Ku Taoist, "Finally, I wish Master's wish will come true and endless good fortune. For the swordsmanship of the world, you will have another hundred years of glory!"
"Good! Good disciple! Master has not been in vain! "Qing Ku Taoist laughed heartily.
Then, the three of them looked at each other and stood up to drink the wine in their cups.
At this time, the sound of gongs and drums and the sound of poles exploding could be heard. The Kongming lanterns fluttered and flew up to the sky with New Year's blessings. The lights of hope were like stars in the sky, shining on the three of them.
After emptying the cup, Qing Ku Taoist put it on the table. His eyes were no longer drunk. He said to Mu Zixuan, "The wine is finished and the New Year is here. It's time to say why you came!"
Mu Zixuan threw the wine cup away. With a clang, she took out an invitation from her bosom and handed it to Qing Ku Taoist with both hands. "I'm here to invite Master over.
"On the second of February, the dragon raises its head, the ruins of the imperial starry sky, Si Tiantai will build a new foundation, and the abandoned disciple Mu Zixuan will —"
Mu Zixuan cupped her hands and bowed to Qing Ku Taoist. "I'll be waiting!"
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