Tian Yuan

Situ Lin's perception is unmistakable. The cause of the unknown changes in heaven is Cang Yuzhou.

Since the laws and orders of Shenzhou and Cangyu State have not yet been integrated, many things are difficult to calculate.

Situ Lin probably knew where it was, and he should have gained something if he went to investigate.

However, Nangongge was preparing to attack the ancient Shengxiang clan and it was difficult to leave at this time. It won't be too late to go after the matter with the ancient clan is over.

He collected his magical power and continued to drink tea.

After a while, a breeze blew in my face.

somebody is coming.

"What's the point of drinking tea? A pot of wine?"

Kong has been meditating for nearly ten years to consolidate his spiritual power and make the waiting time less boring. The first thing I did when I came out was to find someone to drink with and talk about the world.

"Okay." Situ Lin smiled and nodded.

There is also the peerless sword god, who is located in a nearby cave, closing his eyes to rest and restore his true energy.

......

The ancient city, that restaurant.

Standing in the air, with carved railings and jade walls, it is magnificent and resplendent. It is just a restaurant in the world of spiritual cultivation, and its level of luxury is hundreds of times higher than that of a palace in the human world.

A long screen was erected in the corner of the restaurant hall, blocking the area.

Travelers coming and going all heard about a strange old man in the restaurant. I drank for several months, then became extremely drunk, and I still haven't woken up.

The manager of the restaurant gave an order that no one was allowed to disturb him.

The restaurant was very noisy, but that corner was particularly quiet. The restaurant owner specially arranged a soundproof ban, which is very considerate.

Today, a scholar in plain clothes walked into the restaurant with a clear purpose and went straight to the corner blocked by the screen.

"Young Master, please stay." The waiter from the restaurant immediately ran over and stopped him with a gentle tone: "A senior is resting there, so don't disturb me. I will arrange a seat for you, do you think it's okay?"

"No need, I'll just sit there." The man who looks like a scholar is Nangong Ge, elegant and easy-going: "He and I are friends."

"Friend?" The young man was surprised and a little suspicious: "Young master, are you not joking?"

"Of course." Nangong Ge nodded lightly.

This matter was serious, so the boy didn't dare to make any independent decision. He immediately informed the steward and stepped aside.

At this time, the screen in the corner was pushed halfway open by a gentle force.

People outside could just see Li Muyang, leaning on a stool with a drunken look on his face, as lazy as mud, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Here we come, come and sit down."

Nangong Ge glanced at the person next to him and said that he was really a friend of this "weird senior".

Seeing this, the restaurant steward certainly didn't dare to stop him, and was startled by Li Muyang's sudden awakening. He quickly apologized and offered several bottles of good wine.

Many people looked away and whispered.

After sitting down, the corners of Nangong Ge's lips were slightly raised, revealing an elegant and quiet smile: "Senior, do you still need to make some preparations?"

"Dreaming about the past is enough."

It was a very comfortable sleep, and Li Muyang stretched out.

"Using the Holy Elephant Ancient Clan as a stepping stone, I wish my seniors in advance to reach the top with swords and swords for nine days."

The conversation between the two was naturally blocked and would not reach other people's ears.

Of course, even if others hear you, it doesn't matter.

The formation has been completed, and we are not afraid of being known by the ancient clan.

"The main thing is to settle the grudges for the Crown Prince."

As soon as he woke up, Li Muyang started drinking again. His drinking capacity was as deep as a bottom.

"Then please leave it to the Sword Immortal."

Nangong Ge raised a glass of wine and saluted.

"There may be trouble for the Crown Prince in the future, and I will definitely not be polite."

Li Muyang raised his glass and took a sip. When he smiled, the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together, reflecting the endless vicissitudes of life.

"You and I are friends. If you have something to say, speak up."

We have similar interests and have become friends.

Although the Dayan Zhoutian Formation is terrifying, the heritage of the Immortal Ancient Clan cannot be underestimated.

There is a high probability that the Holy Elephant Ancient Clan possesses the Zhen Clan Imperial Soldiers. Without the resistance of Chang Geng Sword Immortal, it will definitely affect the operation of the formation and lead to a reversal of the results.

The Sword Immortal was inherited by King Jing, a general under Emperor Taiwei, and his original responsibility was to intimidate the ancient clan. In addition, the Sword Immortal happened to have to cross the border to climb the bridge, so he had to use a harder stepping stone to sharpen his sword.

"When will we do it?"

After drinking several glasses of wine, the smile on Li Muyang's face faded a bit and his expression became serious.

"It's better to choose a day than to hit it." Nangong Ge said calmly: "After hiding for so long, the sword in the sword immortal's hand should be unsheathed."

“It’s what I thought.”

Li Muyang had been waiting for ten years, and the sword power surging in his body was almost unstoppable.

A breakthrough was imminent, and he met the ancient sword god again.

The power is like a flood that is about to burst its banks and pour out.

"I have prepared the Songlan Jade Liquid. I will wait until the Sword Immortal returns home and get drunk."

Nangong Ge wished.

"This is a top-grade immortal brew. I heard that it can only be produced in the Jiuquan Land in the Southern Region. It will never be sold to outsiders and will only be given to those who are destined."

Li Muyang's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard about the good wine.

"Yes, I made a special trip to the Southern Region, took out my old tokens, and asked for dozens of pots as a member of Langya Villa."

Nangong Ge's identity has not yet been exposed, but the people of the Jiuquan Sect looked at him with pity and pity on their faces, treating him as a poor man from Langya Villa. It is not easy to live on.

In the eyes of the world, Langya Villa has become history.

The Jiuquan Sect was very good at keeping their word. After seeing the token, they presented dozens of pots of fine wine that had been brewed for tens of thousands of years, as a way of repaying the kindness they had received from Langya Villa.

If the Jiuquan Sect knew that the person who came to ask for a drink was the Crown Prince Nangong Ge, they would be so surprised that even their souls would fly out.

"Hehe, give me a few pots to try first." Li Muyang grinned: "I haven't had this sip in many years, I'm so greedy."

In fact, as Li Muyang, it is not easy to get some fine wine. It's just that he doesn't want to owe a favor for a few bottles of wine, it's not worth it.

"How can we drink the wine of triumph lightly at this moment?"

Nangong Ge smiled and declined.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Li Muyang resisted his greed and strode towards the door of the restaurant. He was dressed in commoner clothes and looked otherworldly: "After a drunken dream, I realized the twenty-second sword, so I asked the saint Let the Xianggu clan try to see if they can be worthy of the name Qingtian."

This sentence was not concealed, and everyone present heard it clearly, with faces full of shock and bewilderment.

The twenty-second sword? Holy Elephant Ancient Clan?

What do you mean?

Everyone looked at Li Muyang's retreating figure with blank expressions, feeling vaguely that something big was going to happen. Their hearts were beating violently and their eyelids were trembling.

"From what I heard, you won't want to cause trouble to the Holy Elephant Ancient Clan!"

Someone said something, his throat rolled, his face full of surprise.

"No...it's impossible!"

If everyone doesn't believe it and dares to make enemies of the Immortal Ancient Clan, wouldn't it be asking for death?