From Chapter Seven of Xuanjun

Chapter 465
With one knife, life and death are divided, "Mountainless as a Mountain" failed to prevent "The Small Building Listened to the Spring Rain All Night", and the Immortal Demon Sword could not save Xiao Changkong's life.

He threw his head high, but the lingering sound was still echoing in his throat, even the protective sword was still wandering around, and "moving like a mountain" was still maintained.

This knife was too fast, too sharp, so fast that his body didn't realize that he was dead, and so sharp that the protective knife hadn't dissipated after being broken.

This is the voice of killing alive.

It wasn't until the sound echoed for a long time that blood suddenly spewed out from the neck, the protective knife burst and dissipated, and even the air blade in his hand was quietly broken into two pieces, dissipating into air and disappearing

"Open your mouth devil, shut your mouth devil, I don't know if I have changed my number now? It's impolite."

The light of the knife in Shen Yi's hand gradually dissipated, and he turned back to the bridge and said in a loud voice, "Go ahead and dance."

Mrs. Honglian followed her words and danced lightly. Even the other six girls raised their postures, occasionally tapping lightly on the heads of the cannon fodder, using their strength to spin and dance around the big sedan chair.

The cannon fodder was even more elated, and a series of flattery came.

"Devil Lord," the Ghost King approached and said in a low voice, "Based on what I know about Senior Brother, he should be watching us right now, and the battle just now should all fall into his eyes."

"That's why I beheaded Xiao Changkong with a single knife, without any muddling." Shen Yi's face remained unchanged, still looking at Miao Wu, "Through fighting, I have already seen Ming Bujue's achievements in "Book of Immortality". The mystery of this knife of this seat should be able to make him ponder for a long time."

In terms of strength, it is true that Ming Wujue is higher, and in terms of realm, he is temporarily a little higher, but in terms of comprehension of cultivation, understanding of all things, and even related attainments of yin and yang, life and death, Shen Yi feels that he is still not inferior to others .

That knife killed Xiao Changkong cleanly and neatly, and even cut off the Qi blade that Ming Bujue had condensed. If Ming Bujue was really cautious, he should retreat now.

When the new emperor came to the throne, the governor of Daxuan Kyushu and the military leaders of various lords from all walks of life should go to Beijing to meet in court, express their loyalty, and also have a confrontation between the central and local governments to set the tone for the future.

Such moments are actually quite critical, especially under the premise that the first emperor had a cerebral hemorrhage in the past.Thanks to the late emperor, after seeing what happened to Youzhou, the rest of the prefectures now have a very delicate level of trust in the imperial court in Beijing.

If Wang An didn't handle it well this time, even if he sat on the dragon chair, it would not be safe.

In addition, True Martial Dao is still waiting there, and a wave of counterattacks may come at any time. From the perspective of general rationality, the already cautious Ming Budao should be more cautious at this time.

"Unless..." the ghost king whispered.

"Unless the undead sword reveals not everything."

Shen Yi looked at the front quietly.

At this time, everyone had already walked outside a small town, and about a hundred miles ahead, they could see the outermost area of ​​the capital.

And outside this small town, there was a restaurant, and a young scholar was sitting at a square table outside the restaurant, holding a bowl of wine in his hand, and respecting Shen Yi from afar.

The head of Bulaoshan, the master of Bai Xiaolou, the senior brother of the Ghost King—Ming Bujue, he just appeared in front of him so suddenly.

There were other people inside and outside the restaurant, including drinkers and shop waiters, but when they were toasting, they all stopped suddenly and froze.

It's like an excellent ink painting, vividly depicting the scene of a rural wine shop, but it just doesn't move.

The soundless silence expanded and diffused centered on the endless ming, and even the cannon fodder who yelled along the way also shut their mouths.

"Since you're here, why don't you sit down and drink some water and wine with me, and have a heart-to-heart talk?" Ming Bujue chuckled lightly.

It seems that he can't pass this test directly.

Shen Yi didn't show any timidity, and floated down, leading Ghost King, Mrs. Honglian, Xiongtu, and the newly rescued "ally" together for no reason, towards the wine shop.

"I thought you would retreat."

Shen Yi sat in front of Ming Bubai with a big horse and a golden knife, speaking bluntly and authentically.

"Reversing yin and yang, reversing life and death, the mystery of that knife is indeed not bad, but it is still a little bit short to make me retreat." Ming Bujue smiled and gestured, "If this seat is really like this Be careful, then the Undead Demon Saber sent out earlier will not be condensed with all your strength. Wouldn't that expose the details of this seat?"

"Really?" Shen Yi keenly grasped the words in Ming Bujue's words.

"Yeah, 'seriously', because it may be a fake caution," Ming Bujue took a sip of his drink and said, "Life and death are impermanent, and I am also impermanent. The worst thing you should do in life is to be seen by others. Some people have been a gentleman all their lives, maybe just to be a villain once. Some people have been cautious all their lives, maybe it’s just to do things that are not cautious when they should be the most cautious. Don’t be deceived by inherent impressions.”

"Xiaolou, this seat taught me this, have you forgotten?"

He talked and laughed happily, and behaved calmly. Although he didn't show the aura of a grand master, he gradually became the center of the place. His words revealed the meaning of teaching, as if a teacher was treating his students.

"Sorry, I lost my memory." Shen Yi said lightly.

"So you deal with me under the banner of cleaning up the sect," Ming Bujue showed a look of sadness, "Xiaolou, Xiaolou, what did you do wrong to make you so disrespectful, you don't even think about it?" Please call me master."

The words are sad, and the sound is painful. Even the summer sun has become gloomy, and the hot wind has changed the temperature, carrying the sadness of autumn.

"One thought is like the sky, and the four seasons are changing. This surrounding area has become his domain, and the realm of endless light is higher than I expected. '

Seeing this, Shen Yi evaluated in his heart.

Now that he is in control of Daoxu Daoxu, he is also fully aware of all the mysteries of the Tianyuan realm. This ability to change the four seasons with his thoughts was completely impossible before Daoxu Daoxu returned to one.

If Mingbu can achieve this step, even if he has not yet reached the level of three-element normalization, he is not far away.

"The only thing you did wrong is that you blocked my way."

Evaluating and apprehensive in his heart, on the bright side, Shen Yi's face did not fluctuate, and there was no superfluous emotion in his faint words.

"Is it blocking the way?" Ming Bujue smiled suddenly again, like a bright spring, and the gloomy colors around him dispersed, "I am very satisfied with this answer. Disciple, you have grown up. But... "..."

"While blocking your way for the teacher, you are also blocking the way for the teacher. Heavenly Demon, since you refuse to call Master, then I don't need to show mercy."

The change of address seems to represent a change of mind, and the face is changed as soon as it is said, the surrounding suddenly turns into the chill of winter, and countless cold winds blow by, bringing infinite coldness.

(End of this chapter)