Chapter 854
The voice of Feng Qing fell, and Qin Xuan's face improved. No wonder he felt that the smell of burning old had recovered, but he still couldn't wake up. It still took some time.
Suddenly, Qin Xuan's eyebrows jumped, and he felt a trace of abnormality. In the past, brother Feng's tone was very casual and light, but this time it was very deep, like something on his mind.
"Brother Feng, what's the matter with you?" Qin Xuan asked with concern.
"Nothing. I think of something in the past. I just have some feelings." Feng Qing's laughter came, but Qin Xuan could hear it. The laughter was very reluctantly. Brother Feng must have something on his mind.
Qin Xuan was silent for a moment and suddenly said, "if brother Feng has any difficulties, you might as well tell me. Maybe I can help. If you still have unfinished wishes, I can finish you“
Qin Xuan's voice fell, and Feng Qing suddenly became quiet. He felt very warm in his heart. He hadn't felt this warmth for many years.
"You don't have to worry about me. I'm a saint. What can annoy me in this world?" Feng Qing smiled playfully, as if he had returned to his previous state.
Qin Xuan's eyes flashed a dignified color. Brother Feng refused to say it. It seemed that he didn't want to let him know. Suddenly, Qin Xuan looked sluggish and thought of a possibility. Could this be related to brother Feng's enemy?
He still remembered that the first time he met Feng Qing was when he was buried in the Longyuan. At that time, brother Feng was suppressed by the eternal magic tablet. Now he knows that Feng Qing's cultivation is holy. It can be imagined how brother Feng's enemies exist.
At least it's holy, even stronger than brother Feng.
……
The next day, Ximen Guyan left the Inn and walked towards the Ferris castle.
Before long, a strong guard of the Ferris Castle saw a figure coming from afar with a strange color on his face. Why did he look familiar?
With the figure getting closer and closer, the guard saw the appearance of the person. He was a middle-aged man with deep eyes and angular facial features. He looked quite handsome. His black hair was dancing in the wind, revealing unspeakable natural and unrestrained.
"This is..." the guard seemed to want to remember something. Suddenly, his look solidified there, and a look of great horror appeared on his face. Ximen's lonely smoke!
He also went to watch the martial arts contest in the center of Tianhuang city two days ago. However, at that time, he could only look at Ximen Guyan from a distance and admire his demeanor. After all, he had only six layers of cultivation of King yuan and was not qualified to be too close.
However, I didn't expect to see his true face so close today. At this moment, I can't help feeling that Ximen Guyan is really natural and unrestrained.
Ximen's solitary smoke walked step by step and walked in the air. Each step seemed to be very slow, but he came to the guard in the blink of an eye.
The guard's body seemed stiff. He stood there foolishly, looking at Ximen's lonely smoke, as if he had branded his face in his mind.
Ximen's solitary smoke continued to move forward and disappeared in front of him in a moment.
Although there was only a short moment, even Ximen Guyan didn't look at him, he was satisfied. It was a blessing to see some people once.
The top floor of the skyscraper castle.
In the main hall, the Taishi waster was talking to Ji Xuan about something. I saw the Taishi waster suddenly look out of the main hall, a smile appeared on his face, and said to himself, "here you are."
"Coming?" Ji Xuan looked stunned. She soon knew who was coming. Then she asked the Taishi wasteland master, "master, do I need to avoid it?"
He knew that Ximen Guyan came here. He might not only return the Jiulong manghuang tower, but also have other important matters to discuss.
"Well, you should step back first." Taishi wasteland Lord waved his hand.
"I'm leaving." Ji Xuan leaned towards the Taishi wasteland Lord and then left the hall with a twinkling figure. Soon after Ji Xuan left, a handsome figure appeared outside the hall. It was Ximen Guyan.
"You finally came. I've been waiting for you for thousands of years." Taishi wasteland Lord smiled at Ximen Guyan, and his tone was full of some complaints.
If someone hears this, I'm afraid he will be shocked and speechless. The Lord of the vast wasteland, one of the top people in the whole Tianxuan nine regions, has waited for a person for thousands of years. That person is so arrogant!
"You are now the leader of the famine. What a scenery. I'm just an idle man. How can I have the face to see you?" Ximen said in a casual tone, as if talking to ordinary friends.
"Sit down." Taishi waste main road.
Ximen Guyan took a seat at random and looked around the hall. His eyes sometimes showed brilliance and joked: "your place is good. The waster Lord is really dignified."
"Do you still care about this?" Taishi wasteland Lord looked at Ximen's solitary smoke and said, "if you really care about the place, you won't hide in the sunset solitary smoke city for decades."
The sunset solitary smoke city was established ten thousand years ago. At that time, the two saints of Qin Sheng, Qin Sheng and demon guarded it together, which was as prosperous as a main city. Then they left one after another. Until several decades ago, Ximen solitary smoke returned to the sunset solitary smoke city and did not leave again.
Few people know that he didn't come back alone. He still holds a baby girl in his hand. Naturally, it is Ximen bingyue.
Ximen Guyan smiled when he heard this, looked at Taishi Huang and said, "have I come out now? I'm not going back in the future. The ice moon over the sunset Guyan city will be there. If you still remember the affection of your old friends, send some saints to help her."
"Get out!" When Taishi famine Lord heard this sentence, he directly burst out a rude remark. Is it cabbage for this guy to be a saint? How many people do you send?
Ximen guyansi didn't seem to mind being scolded. He looked very indifferent, as if he had been used to it for a long time, because he had seen the most real side of Taishi wasteland Lord.
"How time flies, more than 20000 years?" Ximen Guyan suddenly sighed with emotion. His eyes showed a sense of sadness and nostalgia. If time could be reversed, he would rather give up his cultivation and be an ordinary person.
"For 28000 years, you, I, the sunset and poetry have met in the demon wasteland, traveled through the ruins and read the mountains and rivers together. How happy and free that time was. Now I still remember it vividly." Taishi wasteland Master said slowly, with a trace of helplessness in his tone.
"Ouyang, maybe I shouldn't have practiced."
Ximen Guyan suddenly said with a wry smile that because of his practice, he has a strong strength, and he wants to change a lot of things. However, he finally found that even if he practices to a saint respected by countless people, he still can't change anything.
Taishi wasteland leader, surnamed Ouyang and named Huang.
"You're wrong." Ouyanghuang shook his head and said, Ximen's lonely smoke looked at ouyanghuang.
"This is your nature. You are jealous of evil as hatred and have a correct temperament. Even if you don't practice at the beginning, you will still embark on the path of practice after seeing too many miserable experiences. It's just a matter of time."
Ouyang Huang slowly opened his mouth, as if he had seen through everything. He had been with Ximen Guyan for many years, and he couldn't be more familiar with him.
Ximen Guyan was silent. For a long time, he looked at Ouyang Huang with a dignified look and said, "after the ice moon got married, I'll go to pick up the poem. If I don't come back, take care of it for me. Don't tell her where I went."
Ouyanghuang's eyes coagulated. He knew that Ximen Guyan had made up his mind. If it weren't for the birth of Ximen bingyue, this guy would have gone to Sanqing mountain to receive poetry language. Now he has entrusted bingyue to him. He has no concern anymore. Naturally, he wants to find poetry language.
"Have you heard of the sunset?" Ouyang Huang suddenly looked at Ximen Guyan and asked, Ling sunset is as good at zither as Ximen Guyan, but their zither skills are different.
"Ten thousand years ago, a figure suddenly appeared on Sanqing mountain. He killed countless emperors and seriously injured several saints with the sound of Qin. Finally, he tried his best to escape from heaven in the heavy siege. This guy is more urgent than me."
Although Ximen Guyan was joking, there was a look of remorse and guilt in the depths of his eyes. Shiyu was his wife, but he couldn't save it. Ling luosun was his best friend, but he was not present after being hurt. This feeling is too uncomfortable.
He has been suffering for years. Until today, he is finally free and can do what he always wants to do but can't do.
Ouyanghuang looked at Ximen Guyan deeply. Naturally, he knew Ximen Guyan's heart, so he didn't persuade him.
In fact, if he had gone to Sanqing mountain in the past, but now he is the leader of the wasteland, he is no longer just a person. He shoulders the responsibility of countless people in the wasteland and cannot bring disaster to the wasteland because of his own personal interests.
"I'll take care of bingyue for you. No one can hurt her. Don't worry." Ouyang Huang sighed.
"Thank you." Ximen Gu Yan nodded slightly and suddenly thought of something and said, "there's another person. I hope you can take more care of him."
"Who?" Ouyanghuang's eyes showed a look of surprise. He couldn't think of anyone who could make Ximen's lonely smoke care so much except Ximen bingyue.
"My disciple." Ximen solitary flue.
"Qin Xuan?" Ouyang Huang said that Ji Xuan mentioned this person to him when he came back, but his cultivation seems to be on the seventh floor of the yuan kingdom. He doesn't understand why Ximen Guyan would accept him as a disciple.
Ximen Gu Yan suddenly became very serious. He stared at Ouyang Huang and said in a deep voice: "I predict that this son will dominate Tianxuan's fate in the future!"
When he said this, Ouyang Huang's heart suddenly trembled, and a crazy color flashed in his eyes, dominating Tianxuan's fate. Is he a descendant of the king of the Yuan Dynasty?
Even he, the leader of the whole wasteland, thought he couldn't do it. It would be ridiculous if a younger generation could do it.
Ximen Guyan stood up, left the Jiulong manghuang tower, and then walked slowly outside. His figure gradually became small, and then a voice came into the hall.
"Yes, I believe he will."
Ouyanghuang looked shocked, and Ximen Guyan's words echoed in his mind. Although he thought it was absurd, in his impression, what his friend said seemed to come true.
Does his disciple really have such great energy?
Suddenly, Qin Xuan's eyebrows jumped, and he felt a trace of abnormality. In the past, brother Feng's tone was very casual and light, but this time it was very deep, like something on his mind.
"Brother Feng, what's the matter with you?" Qin Xuan asked with concern.
"Nothing. I think of something in the past. I just have some feelings." Feng Qing's laughter came, but Qin Xuan could hear it. The laughter was very reluctantly. Brother Feng must have something on his mind.
Qin Xuan was silent for a moment and suddenly said, "if brother Feng has any difficulties, you might as well tell me. Maybe I can help. If you still have unfinished wishes, I can finish you“
Qin Xuan's voice fell, and Feng Qing suddenly became quiet. He felt very warm in his heart. He hadn't felt this warmth for many years.
"You don't have to worry about me. I'm a saint. What can annoy me in this world?" Feng Qing smiled playfully, as if he had returned to his previous state.
Qin Xuan's eyes flashed a dignified color. Brother Feng refused to say it. It seemed that he didn't want to let him know. Suddenly, Qin Xuan looked sluggish and thought of a possibility. Could this be related to brother Feng's enemy?
He still remembered that the first time he met Feng Qing was when he was buried in the Longyuan. At that time, brother Feng was suppressed by the eternal magic tablet. Now he knows that Feng Qing's cultivation is holy. It can be imagined how brother Feng's enemies exist.
At least it's holy, even stronger than brother Feng.
……
The next day, Ximen Guyan left the Inn and walked towards the Ferris castle.
Before long, a strong guard of the Ferris Castle saw a figure coming from afar with a strange color on his face. Why did he look familiar?
With the figure getting closer and closer, the guard saw the appearance of the person. He was a middle-aged man with deep eyes and angular facial features. He looked quite handsome. His black hair was dancing in the wind, revealing unspeakable natural and unrestrained.
"This is..." the guard seemed to want to remember something. Suddenly, his look solidified there, and a look of great horror appeared on his face. Ximen's lonely smoke!
He also went to watch the martial arts contest in the center of Tianhuang city two days ago. However, at that time, he could only look at Ximen Guyan from a distance and admire his demeanor. After all, he had only six layers of cultivation of King yuan and was not qualified to be too close.
However, I didn't expect to see his true face so close today. At this moment, I can't help feeling that Ximen Guyan is really natural and unrestrained.
Ximen's solitary smoke walked step by step and walked in the air. Each step seemed to be very slow, but he came to the guard in the blink of an eye.
The guard's body seemed stiff. He stood there foolishly, looking at Ximen's lonely smoke, as if he had branded his face in his mind.
Ximen's solitary smoke continued to move forward and disappeared in front of him in a moment.
Although there was only a short moment, even Ximen Guyan didn't look at him, he was satisfied. It was a blessing to see some people once.
The top floor of the skyscraper castle.
In the main hall, the Taishi waster was talking to Ji Xuan about something. I saw the Taishi waster suddenly look out of the main hall, a smile appeared on his face, and said to himself, "here you are."
"Coming?" Ji Xuan looked stunned. She soon knew who was coming. Then she asked the Taishi wasteland master, "master, do I need to avoid it?"
He knew that Ximen Guyan came here. He might not only return the Jiulong manghuang tower, but also have other important matters to discuss.
"Well, you should step back first." Taishi wasteland Lord waved his hand.
"I'm leaving." Ji Xuan leaned towards the Taishi wasteland Lord and then left the hall with a twinkling figure. Soon after Ji Xuan left, a handsome figure appeared outside the hall. It was Ximen Guyan.
"You finally came. I've been waiting for you for thousands of years." Taishi wasteland Lord smiled at Ximen Guyan, and his tone was full of some complaints.
If someone hears this, I'm afraid he will be shocked and speechless. The Lord of the vast wasteland, one of the top people in the whole Tianxuan nine regions, has waited for a person for thousands of years. That person is so arrogant!
"You are now the leader of the famine. What a scenery. I'm just an idle man. How can I have the face to see you?" Ximen said in a casual tone, as if talking to ordinary friends.
"Sit down." Taishi waste main road.
Ximen Guyan took a seat at random and looked around the hall. His eyes sometimes showed brilliance and joked: "your place is good. The waster Lord is really dignified."
"Do you still care about this?" Taishi wasteland Lord looked at Ximen's solitary smoke and said, "if you really care about the place, you won't hide in the sunset solitary smoke city for decades."
The sunset solitary smoke city was established ten thousand years ago. At that time, the two saints of Qin Sheng, Qin Sheng and demon guarded it together, which was as prosperous as a main city. Then they left one after another. Until several decades ago, Ximen solitary smoke returned to the sunset solitary smoke city and did not leave again.
Few people know that he didn't come back alone. He still holds a baby girl in his hand. Naturally, it is Ximen bingyue.
Ximen Guyan smiled when he heard this, looked at Taishi Huang and said, "have I come out now? I'm not going back in the future. The ice moon over the sunset Guyan city will be there. If you still remember the affection of your old friends, send some saints to help her."
"Get out!" When Taishi famine Lord heard this sentence, he directly burst out a rude remark. Is it cabbage for this guy to be a saint? How many people do you send?
Ximen guyansi didn't seem to mind being scolded. He looked very indifferent, as if he had been used to it for a long time, because he had seen the most real side of Taishi wasteland Lord.
"How time flies, more than 20000 years?" Ximen Guyan suddenly sighed with emotion. His eyes showed a sense of sadness and nostalgia. If time could be reversed, he would rather give up his cultivation and be an ordinary person.
"For 28000 years, you, I, the sunset and poetry have met in the demon wasteland, traveled through the ruins and read the mountains and rivers together. How happy and free that time was. Now I still remember it vividly." Taishi wasteland Master said slowly, with a trace of helplessness in his tone.
"Ouyang, maybe I shouldn't have practiced."
Ximen Guyan suddenly said with a wry smile that because of his practice, he has a strong strength, and he wants to change a lot of things. However, he finally found that even if he practices to a saint respected by countless people, he still can't change anything.
Taishi wasteland leader, surnamed Ouyang and named Huang.
"You're wrong." Ouyanghuang shook his head and said, Ximen's lonely smoke looked at ouyanghuang.
"This is your nature. You are jealous of evil as hatred and have a correct temperament. Even if you don't practice at the beginning, you will still embark on the path of practice after seeing too many miserable experiences. It's just a matter of time."
Ouyang Huang slowly opened his mouth, as if he had seen through everything. He had been with Ximen Guyan for many years, and he couldn't be more familiar with him.
Ximen Guyan was silent. For a long time, he looked at Ouyang Huang with a dignified look and said, "after the ice moon got married, I'll go to pick up the poem. If I don't come back, take care of it for me. Don't tell her where I went."
Ouyanghuang's eyes coagulated. He knew that Ximen Guyan had made up his mind. If it weren't for the birth of Ximen bingyue, this guy would have gone to Sanqing mountain to receive poetry language. Now he has entrusted bingyue to him. He has no concern anymore. Naturally, he wants to find poetry language.
"Have you heard of the sunset?" Ouyang Huang suddenly looked at Ximen Guyan and asked, Ling sunset is as good at zither as Ximen Guyan, but their zither skills are different.
"Ten thousand years ago, a figure suddenly appeared on Sanqing mountain. He killed countless emperors and seriously injured several saints with the sound of Qin. Finally, he tried his best to escape from heaven in the heavy siege. This guy is more urgent than me."
Although Ximen Guyan was joking, there was a look of remorse and guilt in the depths of his eyes. Shiyu was his wife, but he couldn't save it. Ling luosun was his best friend, but he was not present after being hurt. This feeling is too uncomfortable.
He has been suffering for years. Until today, he is finally free and can do what he always wants to do but can't do.
Ouyanghuang looked at Ximen Guyan deeply. Naturally, he knew Ximen Guyan's heart, so he didn't persuade him.
In fact, if he had gone to Sanqing mountain in the past, but now he is the leader of the wasteland, he is no longer just a person. He shoulders the responsibility of countless people in the wasteland and cannot bring disaster to the wasteland because of his own personal interests.
"I'll take care of bingyue for you. No one can hurt her. Don't worry." Ouyang Huang sighed.
"Thank you." Ximen Gu Yan nodded slightly and suddenly thought of something and said, "there's another person. I hope you can take more care of him."
"Who?" Ouyanghuang's eyes showed a look of surprise. He couldn't think of anyone who could make Ximen's lonely smoke care so much except Ximen bingyue.
"My disciple." Ximen solitary flue.
"Qin Xuan?" Ouyang Huang said that Ji Xuan mentioned this person to him when he came back, but his cultivation seems to be on the seventh floor of the yuan kingdom. He doesn't understand why Ximen Guyan would accept him as a disciple.
Ximen Gu Yan suddenly became very serious. He stared at Ouyang Huang and said in a deep voice: "I predict that this son will dominate Tianxuan's fate in the future!"
When he said this, Ouyang Huang's heart suddenly trembled, and a crazy color flashed in his eyes, dominating Tianxuan's fate. Is he a descendant of the king of the Yuan Dynasty?
Even he, the leader of the whole wasteland, thought he couldn't do it. It would be ridiculous if a younger generation could do it.
Ximen Guyan stood up, left the Jiulong manghuang tower, and then walked slowly outside. His figure gradually became small, and then a voice came into the hall.
"Yes, I believe he will."
Ouyanghuang looked shocked, and Ximen Guyan's words echoed in his mind. Although he thought it was absurd, in his impression, what his friend said seemed to come true.
Does his disciple really have such great energy?
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