At that time, the sword was like the moon, bathing his body. He said in a calm tone: "If I can't understand the truth all my life and bear the name of 'I am the only one', I will be confused in the Divine Continent and look eastward all my life and dare not go near. Now that I have discovered the truth,

If I hope to reach the top, I must do this - because this sword is mine and there is no other in this world."

"I've come this far, and I want to go further."

"However, in the era when the Flying Sword has come to an end, how difficult is it to reach the top?"

"I once cried bitterly in the depths of Tianma Yuan because I knew there was no way ahead. The Eternal Sword Lord was not eternal, and the Flying Sword was broken before it became an era."

"A sword can be made of iron and stone. Even if a broken sword can be rebuilt, it will never be as sharp as a sword."

"Jiang Mengxiong broke the sword into a fist, my master broke the sword and returned to the end of the world, and Yan Chunhui was confused. My qualifications are not as good as my master's, and my talent and intelligence are far inferior to the military god. I have no way out in this world, so I will be far away."

In those days when there was no hope, I don't know how long he thought about it.

Anyway, he made this decision.

Very calm, just like when he summoned the flying sword and decided to fight with Jiang Wang.

Of course they were facing strong enemies at that moment, but today, he had to challenge the peak that Xiang Fengqi had not been able to cross back then.

"I will go to the star field illuminated by the bull to explore the new possibilities of dragon light shooting, but I cannot bring this flying sword."

Qiang Xiang said seriously: "It is my support, my life, and my barrier to knowledge. All my skills are in this flying sword, but if I want to surpass my master, I must first

It puts it down.”

It turns out that today is the day to say goodbye!

The immortal dragon was speechless for a moment.

Although Xiang traveled alone in the past, there was always a place for him to stay here in Xingyueyuan. He would always go around and pass by, lie down for two days, enjoy some wine and food, and then walk away again.

But this time is different. If we say goodbye this time, we may never come back again.

Jiang Wang had known long ago that partings would always be part of his journey in life, but he could never get used to it.

Xiang Xiang said again: "I heard that An An and Chu Yao Xingxia are dead. You have your own arrangements, and I won't bother them. Tell them that I visited them and left some swordsmanship homework for them."

He smiled to himself, and then said: "I will leave my flying sword here with you, please keep it for me. One day, when this sword flies across the sky and illuminates Bai Yujing, it will be when I return!"

His high spirits only lasted for a moment, and then he sank down again: "If I don't come back, you will break it. This is a dead end, don't mislead others again."

"Maybe one day -" He looked at Jiang Wang: "If you find a way, help me find a successor."

Xianlong shook his head: "I don't understand flying swords. If you can't find a way, I definitely can't find it either."

"You will find a way." Xiang Qian said.

He repeated seriously: "You are the one I believe in most."

Immortal Dragon was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said: "It's okay to go out for a walk. After all, the universe is vast and has infinite possibilities - I'm just afraid that if you are lazy, you won't wake up from your dream, and you will forget your old friends!"

Qianqian also smiled: "Dongzhen has a thousand years of life, and he can always remember it before he dies."

Xianlong looked at his old friend in front of him and said seriously: "You once told me that you saw your teacher like a god. But I think that Jian Yue's heart is like a god, and he can only pick up the flowers on the other side. You will definitely surpass your master and surpass everything you thought you would never do.

Unclimbable mountain."

He turned over his hand and took out a stack of Qingyang Heavenly Deeds: "It's a long way to go, and the end of the world is unpredictable. I give you an amulet, which can be regarded as a testimony of the friendship between you and me - don't forget the way home."

Jumping forward far away: "Scare! What an ugly thing!"

Facing Jiang Wang's helpless look, he smiled again and replied somewhat seriously: "The way of flying swords is to advance without retreating. Either the enemy will die or the sword will be broken. I don't intend to leave a way out, and you don't want to give it to me either.

Stay. Without the courage to transcend everything and walk alone, there is no way I can move forward."

If you don’t want to take the Qingyang Tianqi, you will definitely not want to keep the Red Heart Seal.

Of course Jiang Wang knew that this might be the right thing for him to do, and it was indeed the only promising option. However, he could not help but worry about his friends. He also asked: "If there is something urgent, tell Yu Heng, and Senior Guan Yan will tell you immediately."

I."

"Stop, stop, stop! Think of me as Jiang An'an!" He raised his hand forward to stop him, and lightly crossed his forehead with his fingers together. Those dead fish eyes fell into a trance for a moment, then returned to sighing: "I have forgotten what you just said.

Come on! Stop saying things that mess with my Taoist mentality. I have been a waste for so many years, and it is not easy to muster the courage."

Xianlong sighed, and finally said: "Shopkeeper Bai is at home, don't you want to have a chat with him?"

Waving his hands forward: "I'm afraid he will get in my way!"

Just jump up and go to the horizon.

"Right."

There was a ray of sword light, hanging in the night. The last voice left behind said: "You should read less "Shenxiu Poetry Collection", that thing is very poisonous - you look like you want to write poetry!"

Immortal Dragon was silent for a long time, and finally said: "Good words of gold and jade!"

While bidding farewell to his old friend, he suddenly thought of Xu Xiangqian.

I picked up the pen and wanted to write a letter, but after thinking about it, I stopped writing. This guy talks too much nonsense, and once he starts talking, it will be endless... This immortal body still needs to practice.

Finally, he turned around and returned to the restaurant.

…

Bai Yujing Restaurant is not open to guests above the tenth floor.

On the stairs from the 10th floor to the 11th floor, there is the young holy monk Jingli sitting here, receiving his consecration business. He is an innocent man, and he charges a lot of money, so he all subsidizes the restaurant.

Now the little holy monk has no time to come again.

At the corner of the stairs, there is a shrine.

It is also very reasonable to offer a God of Wealth to a place where the door is open for business.

Of course, it would be more reasonable to offer it to the female goddess of wealth.

When Xianlong went upstairs, he saw Mu Fuyao stopping here, quiet and thoughtful. So he walked forward and said: "Venerable Mu, you are the being with the highest attainments in Shinto in this world. I don't know how you treat the Shang God."

Lu, what do you think?"

"It has not been long since the original god of heaven released his imprisonment, and there is also the god of Cangtu. How can I, a mere Yang god, dare to be called the 'best'?" Mu Fuyao was very humble: "This combination of business Tao and Shinto is indeed a gift of talent and talent.

It’s a pity that it was too late for the two worlds to unite, and I was locked behind closed doors for a long time. I have never seen the God of Wealth from my ancestors, so I can’t ask Him for advice. I deeply regret it!”

Jiang Wang instinctively wanted to say, "The contemporary God of Wealth is very similar to his father, which may help solve the venerable's doubts."

But I pressed this sentence again.

Of course, his selfish intention is to hope that Mu Fuyao can give guidance to Ye Qingyu's spiritual practice, but when Mu Fuyao has not yet been sent to Taixu Pavilion, he will inevitably feel oppressed. Even if he does not have this intention in his heart, Mu Fuyao cannot refuse.

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After thinking for a while, he said: "Being detached from the outside world, I can see the majestic figure of the venerable one. Looking forward to see the Shinto, Chiyun Mountain God, the Ancestor of the Inanimate Cult, and the Bone God are nothing like me!"

"Chiyun Mountain God?" Mu Fuyao frowned.

He doesn't know this god, but I think he can be compared with the bones, and at least he is a god of the underworld.

"Those flower-framed clay Bodhisattvas are not worthy of mentioning." Xianlong waved his hand and got to the point: "I would like to ask the venerable sir - do you think this God of Wealth in front of you is likely to be deprived of his honor?"

If he has any worries about Yan Chunhui, this is the most serious one!

Of course Ye Lingxiao would not leave any trouble for his daughter, but life is not a step-by-step novel, and Yan Chunhui could not follow Ye Lingxiao's will.

Furthermore, when Ye Lingxiao made the deal with Yan Chunhui, he did not say that he would run to death immediately. In the confrontation with the True Taoist leader, when two fists collided, the tip of the sword hidden in the center of the fist hit the sword hidden on the opposite side.

The iron nail. A sudden storm shattered the past. He may not have had time to make proper arrangements.

So, is it possible for Yan Chunhui to grasp part of the essence of the God of Wealth and seize it through his transaction with Ye Lingxiao?

Once this possibility occurs, Ye Qingyu will really find it difficult to resist.

Mu Fuyao pondered for a moment: "As far as the matter of 'seizing the honor' is concerned... seizing the gods often happens. After all, the foundation of a god lies in his personality, not his spirit. For example, in the great position of the country, where a virtuous person lives,

They are all up for grabs."
Chapter completed!