Xiao Chaoyuan raised his wine glass and cursed loudly.

Jiang Zuoliu touched the stubble on his face and looked at the bright moon in the sky of Luofu Mountain with nostalgia in his eyes.

"People, when they get older, they like to think about things in the past and look back at them."

At that time, Xiao Chaoyuan, Zhao Dongcheng, and Jiang Zuoliu entered the art together and studied for ten years.

It's just that Jiang Zuoliu was the most talented and energetic among the three. He left Luofu Mountain very early and went out to explore, and he left for seventeen years.

"It's a pity that Lao Zhao is not in the mountains, otherwise the three of us could get together and drink till we cry and curse our mothers." Xiao Chaoyuan laughed.

When they were young, they often secretly went down the mountain to drink flower wine together.

"Have you paid me the debt from Zui Chun Tower?" Jiang Zuoliu asked with a smile.

At that time, the young man was ridiculous and ate King Chicken once, but now that he thinks about it, he really shouldn't have done so.

"I have paid it back a long time ago. There are three types of debts a man cannot owe in his life. One is love debt, the other is physical debt, and the third is gambling debt... I have accumulated great virtue for you." Xiao Chaoyuan scolded with a smile.

"Where's Xiao Hong?" Jiang Zuoliu raised his head and asked with a smile.

"I would have found an honest man... and married her ten years ago."

"It's great..." Jiang Zuoliu murmured softly: "When I was young, I was so proud of the spring breeze that my horses were hoofed. I didn't believe there was separation in the world. When I look back, it has been tens of years of cold and summer, and many people are no longer here."

"Huh!?" Xiao Chaoyuan glanced sideways and said drunkenly: "You can be considered a glorious hometown this time. You are worthy of being the most talented among us..."

When I was a child, I felt like I could pick the stars, but when I looked up, I couldn't see the young man.

Nowadays, Xiao Chaoyuan is the deputy seat of the same lineage, and Jiang Zuoliu has also achieved the Nine-Inch Realm. There is hope for the future spiritual breath.

"I'm dying!"

Jiang Zuoliu looked calm and uttered a sentence.

Xiao Chaoyuan's palm holding the wine glass trembled suddenly. He seemed not to hear clearly, but the drunkenness on his face had already dissipated.

"You...what did you say?"

"I'm about to die..." Jiang Zuoliu said again.

"Haha, Lao Zuo, you're drunk... We haven't seen each other for so many years, and after drinking together, you finally lost to me." Xiao Chaoyuan raised his wine glass and laughed.

"You have about three months to live."

Bang...

The wine glass fell to the ground with a quick and clear sound, as if a stone had been thrown into the lake.

Xiao Chaoyuan's breathing became a little heavy, and his eyes turned red when he looked at Jiang Zuoliu.

"You are riding on a horse...you are riding on a horse..."

Xiao Chaoyuan's chest rose and fell, as if there was something stuck there, and he wanted to let it out, but he couldn't get to the ground.

"Life and death matter, I'm taking it lightly... When I come back this time, I just want to find a successor, and then... the fallen leaves will return to their roots..." Jiang Zuoliu said calmly.

"You take it lightly, but I don't take it lightly... You're riding a horse... so that you can show off your talent? I tried my best to keep you back then, and Lao Zhao almost gave you a beating. You're riding a horse with arrogance... I want to see you

In this world... I see... I see a ghost stepping on a horse..."

Xiao Chaoyuan stood up suddenly and cursed loudly. Gradually, his voice became softer and softer, but his eyes turned red.

After not seeing each other for many years, the reunion of an old friend will be a farewell. Even though I am used to seeing separation between life and death in this world, I cannot bear to have such a thing happen to me.

"Okay, you are no longer a man when you are riding a horse? You bitch, am I still here?" Jiang Zuoliu said calmly.

"If you want me to live in peace, find me a successor."

"What's going on?" Xiao Chaoyuan took a deep breath and sat down.

"I met a master..." Jiang Zuoliu's eyes looked a little lonely.

"This world is so big. At that very high place... even the nine-inch realm is like an ant... It's a pity that I can never see that level again."

Xiao Chaoyuan frowned and wanted to ask again, but was interrupted by Jiang Zuoliu raising his hand.

"I have taken a fancy to one. Although he is just a jailer, I feel quite destined." Jiang Zuoliu suddenly said.

After all, that was the first person he met when he returned to Luofu Mountain.

His life is not long, and he believes more in the theory of destiny. At this moment, he chooses his successor based on his own wishes.

"Prisoner!?" Xiao Chaoyuan's heart skipped a beat before he had time to think more.

Not far away, Xiao Luyao had already walked in with Li Mo.

"Um!?"

When Jiang Zuoliu saw Li Mo, his eyes lit up.

"Little brother, we are really destined."

Jiang Zuoliu couldn't help but stood up.

At this moment, he felt even more blessed. The young man in front of him really had a lot of fate with him. Perhaps this was the division between master and disciple that was determined in the dark.

"Let me see how your bones are."

Jiang Zuoliu took one step forward and grabbed Li Mo directly with his fingers like lightning.

In front of him, it doesn't matter even if the bones are a little different. In the next three months, he will teach him everything he has and use all his treasures on this apprentice.

But before that, he had to become thoroughly familiar with Li Mo's body.

The strong wind roared, and the powerful inner breath rolled like a stormy sea, wrapping around Li Mo.

"Old Zuo..." Xiao Chaoyuan couldn't help but feel moved and was about to speak.

Rumble…

In an instant, a terrifying inner aura rose to the sky from Li Mo's body. This was an instinctive resistance that was beyond Li Mo's perception.

When encountering strength, it arises; when encountering danger, it arises; it is unclear and automatic; it is lucid and clear.

"This is……"

Faced with this sudden change, Jiang Zuoliu's expression suddenly changed, and the inner aura like the moonlight, and the aura that soared to the sky and shook the earth, suddenly emerged from the young man in front of him.

With Jiang Zuoliu's eyesight, he still couldn't tell that this was the ninth level, the spiritual root of Dao.

Moreover, practicing inner breath to such a perfect level is like taking away the mountain essence and moonlight and combining the two transformations of yin and yang.

This level is probably much more powerful than the deputy seat of Shanguiyuan next to him.

"I didn't expect that such a monster would appear in Luofu Mountain." Jiang Zuoliu slowly stopped his hand and looked at Li Mo with an extremely complicated expression, which finally turned into a wry smile.
Chapter completed!