Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty Six: Brothers
He picked up the wine pot in his hand and drank it again. He was drunk and relieved his worries. Mo Yixi liked to drink because only when he was drunk could he forget everything and his worries. But gradually, he found that the wine was useless. The wine numbed his brain, but did not numb his heart. Even after he woke up, the memories and love in his heart surged and became even more surging.
A figure appeared in my mind unconsciously - Lin Qing'er. Mo Yixi thought more than once that time that his senior brother Dugu Yuyun, who had not given the half of the jade to his first, would the ending be rewritten if he met Qing'er first? If he had not obtained the half of the jade at the beginning, if... Unfortunately, there was no if in everything, but it was a bad fate to connect the three of them!
"Just her, I will regret it. Unless my head is stuck by the door, I wish she could leave immediately and disappear from my world. It would be better if I didn't bother me," Li Xiaoyao glanced at the mouth disdainfully. When he thought of Lin Yueru, he regretted it. Why did he go to the ring to death? Suddenly, he glanced at Mo Yixi, who was thinking about him, and his eyes turned, and he looked at Mo Yixi with a gossip: "Master, you don't know what..."
"Hey! What are you thinking? Your master, I am a Taoist practitioner." Feeling Li Xiaoyao's gaze, Mo Yixi seemed to step on his tail, dodged his eyes and took another sip of wine on his own.
"What's wrong with practicing Taoism? Practicing Taoism is also cultivating the mind. You are not a monk. Can't you find a woman? Besides, the heart is passed through my heart, and my heart stays in my heart." Li Xiaoyao smiled badly: "As the saying goes, a young man is not romantic. I think the master is so stylish. He must be handsome and handsome when he is young, and he is extraordinary. He fascinates many young women. Come and tell his disciples, is it better to share and share? It is better to have fun alone than to have fun. There is also a way to teach me a few tricks!"
Li Xiaoyao approached Mo Yixi and rubbed his shoulders against Mo Yixi.
"It's so troublesome!" Mo Yixi glanced at Li Xiaoyao, and a powerful force emanated from him, directly lifting Li Xiaoyao seven or eight meters away.
"If you don't say it, don't say it, so stingy."
After a somersault in the air, his body landed steadily on the ground. Li Xiaoyao glanced at Mo Yixi with dissatisfaction.
"I will go to Nanzhao in a few days. Be careful when you walk alone in the world." Mo Yixi said.
"Don't worry, Master, with your disciple's current skills, the younger generation, how many of them are my opponents. As long as it is not a big man of your level, the world is so big, I can go to your disciple." Li Xiaoyao grinned.
"Confidence is a good thing, but don't be conceited. There are many heroes in the world. You must know that there are mountains outside the mountain and people outside. You are only the cultivation of Yanghun, and you are considered a first-class player in Jianghu Mountain. But in front of a real strong man, nothing is considered an ants. Even if you are your master, I am just an ant in front of a real strong man." Mo Yixi looked at Li Xiaoyao: "When you are returning to Buddhism, although China looks calm on the surface, it is just the tranquility before the storm. Once this storm comes, China will overturn. In short, everything is more careful! You are very talented. In my Shushan dynasties, you can be ranked in the top three. In time, you may not be able to become the most powerful man in the world, but it takes time..."
"I've almost handed over to you all the things I can. As for where you can go, it depends on yourself."
Mo Yixi said, his tone was rare and solemn. In terms of calculation, Li Xiaoyao was still a disciple he accidentally accepted after he was drunk, but he had to admit that Li Xiaoyao was really amazing in talent, especially in terms of swordsmanship. In terms of talent, he felt that his senior brother Dugu Yuyun was even weaker than Ning Caichen. Looking at the entire history of Shushan, he felt that there were probably only two people who could surpass Li Xiaoyao in talent. One was Lu Dongbin, the founder of Shushan school, and the other was Jiang Ming. In terms of calculation, Jiang Ming was still his senior brother, but Jiang Ming was a taboo in Shushan and was called the Sword Demon!
"Master, don't worry." Li Xiaoyao also put away his hip-hop expression and nodded seriously, but his seriousness did not last more than ten seconds, and his eyes turned again: "Master, you are going to Nanzhao and bring me with you."
"What are you going to do?" Mo Yixi looked at Li Xiaoyao.
"Look, you are so lonely outside alone. And it's Nanzhao, a small country in the Southern Barbarians. You are not familiar with the place. I have an apprentice by my side. It's okay to serve you tea and water. It's so good to chat when you're fine." Li Xiaoyao laughed.
"I think you want to avoid that Lin Yueru." Mo Yixi unceremoniously exposed Li Xiaoyao's thoughts. Li Xiaoyao was not panicked, and he still had a laughing smile on his face. This guy was off-natured and had a thick-skinned face.
"Not this time!"
"Ah, why?" Li Xiaoyao was stunned.
"Because you are annoyed." Mo Yixi glanced at Li Xiaoyao, then took a step forward, and left the whole person directly in the air, leaving Li Xiaoyao alone with a broken face, watching Mo Yixi's figure disappear into the air.
"Hmph, can't I go if you don't take me there, I'll go by myself."
He said something to the disappearing void of Mo Yixi, and Li Xiaoyao's figure slowly disappeared into the night.
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Shushan, the back mountain, on a lake surface, Dugu Yuyun stepped on the water surface with his feet. His hands were spread out, his head slightly raised toward the sky with a 45-degree angle, his eyes were closed, and a transparent water flow formed a aperture to wrap him up. He seemed to have realized the truth, and around him, the water surface of dozens of meters radiated constantly like boiling water.
"My heart is like water, your heart is not calm, how can you stop water?" Mo Yixi flew from a distance and landed in front of Dugu Yuyun, stood on the water surface, and looked at Dugu Yuyun in front of him: "Your heart is not calm."
As Mo Yixi's words fell, the aperture of the water waves around Dugu Yuyun slowly dissipated at this moment, falling from the air into the water, and the surrounding water surface became calm.
"You are back." Dugu Yuyun did not answer Mo Yixi and asked, "I heard that you have accepted a disciple outside. It's very good. When will you bring it back to see me, my uncle."
"Will there be a chance?" Mo Yixi smiled and looked at Dugu Yuyun: "You have not changed. You have been like this for so many years. You have always been so deep. You are obviously not calm."
"What's the purpose of this time? Ning Jinzhi or Buddhism?"
"The head of the sect has come out of seclusion." Dugu Yuyun said.
"Long Eyebrows" Mo Yixi looked at Dugu Yuyun, then glanced at her mouth, revealing a hint of disdain: "It's really a good person who doesn't live long, and the disaster has been gone for thousands of years. Why didn't Ning Jinzhi destroy this guy at the beginning? It can be regarded as a disaster for me, Shushan."
Dugu Yuyun looked at Mo Li and refused to respond. He knew that Mo Yixi was not ashamed of Changmei, and even felt a sense of hatred in his heart.
"Okay, let's not talk about these disappointing things anymore. Once I say it, I don't want to stay here." After saying a few words, Mo Yixi waved his hand again: "I'm here to tell you this time. I'll go back to Nanzhao in a few days."
"So many years have passed, haven't you let it go?" A rare trace of sadness flashed in Dugu Yuyun's eyes, but it was just a flash, and Mo Yixi didn't notice it.
"I am not you, I am affectionate but forgetful. I, Mo Yixi, cannot compare to you." Looking at Dugu Yuyun, a hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of Mo Yixi's mouth, and anger couldn't help but arise in her heart: "Actually, I have always wanted to ask you, since you were with Qing'er back then, why did you choose to separate again?"
"People who practice Taoism should be careful and not be distracted. How can they be influenced by their children's love?" Dugu Yuyun said with his hands behind his back."
"This is another sentence." Mo Yixi shook her head and looked at Dugu Yuyun.
"It's been more than ten years, and you should let go," Dugu Yuyun said: "Do you plan to continue like this for the rest of your life? Nanzhao State, forget it, don't go."
"I'm not you. You can swing your sword to cut off love threads, I can't." Mo Yixi's tone became a little excited: "For more than ten years, more than ten years, I have been living by drinking all day. I don't know when I am drunk or when I am sober. Some things must be clear. This time I go to Nanzhao, I will solve all the things."
"I have been suffering for more than ten years, drinking to relieve my sorrows all day long, but every time I wake up, my heart still hurts the same. I can't pass this hurdle in my heart. I never want to pass such a life..."
"Do you know, Dugu Yuyun, in my opinion, you are a coward!"
Mo Yixi's figure jumped high, turned into flowing light and disappeared, leaving only the sound echoing in the space.
Chapter completed!