end of days

It was night, and Xuanyuanhen was tossing and turning again, and even the people around him could clearly feel his crazy possessiveness towards Zhuo Ran, but that person never gave him any response.

The passion cooled down, but Xuanyuanhen's heart became more and more melancholy. The wonderful person who looked like a banished fairy would only loosen under the effect of the love potion, but... after all, I couldn't trap him with drugs for the rest of my life.

Thinking like this, he heard a slight sound of flapping wings outside the window, and got out of bed with his clothes on. Xuanyuanhen went to the courtyard behind the dormitory in a flash.

But I saw a white pigeon with only a little red on the brow walking in the yard, pecking on the ground to find edible grass seeds, making a cooing sound in its throat.

Xuanyuanhen was also taken aback when he saw the pigeon at first, he looked up and saw the full moon in the sky, and finally remembered that today is already the [-]th full moon.

"Snow crystal—" Xuanyuanhen called out softly, but the pigeon looked up at Xuanyuanhen like a human being, then flapped its wings and flew into the emperor's arms, rubbing left and right from time to time.

"Okay, okay, look at your master getting used to you!" Xuanyuanhen couldn't help but smiled wryly, obviously remembering the unusual behavior style of the pigeon master.

The pigeon named Xuejing cooed twice, and then raised a paw.

"There is a letter..." Xuanyuanhen unwrapped the letter sealed in the oil-paper tube from the pigeon's leg, opened it and read it a little, and unexpectedly showed a rare smiling face, really as bright as that child.

Picking up the pigeon, Xuanyuanhen touched the ground with his toes, and then flew into the air, flying ten feet away, heading straight for the Purple Spring Palace.

Ziquan Palace has not been inhabited for a long time, but the courtyard is not messy and desolate at all, it seems that someone often comes to take care of it.

There are dense purple bamboos behind the house. In March, when the bamboo shoots emerge from the ground, the moonlight shines through the bamboo forest, imprinting mottled spots on the ground, but you can also see the tips of the shoots that have just emerged, which are very cute.

In the depths of the bamboo forest, there was a man who drank alone against the moon, drinking one cup after another, as if drinking water.

"Master drinks like this, my apprentice's treasure will cry!" Xuanyuanhen turned around and landed steadily, seeing the man drinking, frowned slightly, but still laughed loudly.

"Your Majesty hasn't rested so late?" The man was a little surprised that Xuanyuanhen had arrived at Ziquan Palace so quickly.

"If the apprentice falls asleep, wouldn't the master's precious snow crystal wait outside the hall? Although it is spring now, it is still very cold in the middle of the night!" Xuanyuanhen waved his hand, and the pigeons on his shoulders fluttered. Back to the owner's arms.

After stroking the fine down feathers on the baby pigeon's head twice, the man said with a smile, "I wanted Xue Jing to go to your place tomorrow, but it was very fussy, so I had to let it go." It is helpless.

Xuanyuanhen chuckled, and said, "Xue Jing has been doted on by master for so many years, she is so humane, even I can't help but envy master for having such a good companion." People who dare to call themselves "I".

"You!" Sighed softly, letting Xue Jing fly to the top of a tree to rest on his own, the man took out another cup from his bosom, washed it with wine and handed it to Xuanyuanhen, Xuanyuanhen took it naturally , filled himself with wine, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Actually, the master should have informed me as soon as he arrived. I haven't seen you for a year. I miss you very much!"

At this time, the moon was in the middle of the sky, and the appearance of that person was gradually being photographed clearly. It was obvious that he had aged a little, and his temples were already a little frosty, but his appearance was young, if it wasn't for the gray hair , is really a handsome boy.

"Master looks so young, but this hair..." Xuanyuanhen felt a little emotional.

"It's nothing, there are many things in the Wuji Sect, and it's a lot of work to be a teacher!" Although it was true, it was like a joke when he said it.

"Hehe, that's true, but the Wuji Sect is well-known in the Jianghu, but it is beyond the Jianghu. Everyone wants to learn from a master, but they can't even find the exact place. The master is too low-key."

"Hehe, it's not up to me to decide on the legacy of the Patriarch of the Wuji Sect," the man smiled lightly, and continued, "Although I am the master of the Wuji Sect, I can't go against the wishes of the Patriarch after all, but it's not a bad idea." good."

This guest was Dugu Qi, the patriarch of the most mysterious Wuji sect in the Jianghu. If anyone else was present, his eyes would pop out.

The Wuji Sect is not only famous for martial arts, Qimen gossip, medical theory and poison classics, and even battlefield dispatching are all excellent. However, the Wuji Sect members rarely walk on the rivers and lakes. Gongqing.

"However, few people in the world really know about the Wuji Gate, because there is no trace to be found, and the Wuji Gate is even called the Gate of Ghosts, which is too..."

"Everything goes with the flow." Dugu Qi paused for a moment, then smiled again, "The prosperity of the world is all for profit, and the world is full of hustle and bustle, all for profit. If there is no name, there will be no benefit. If there is no desire, there will be no struggle. There is no limit." This is the reason why there have been few disputes in the sect since ancient times."

After listening, Xuanyuanhen was thoughtful, and then smiled knowingly.

"Sure enough, there has never been a fight between the divisions for power."

"The last time there was a dispute in the Wuji Gate seems to have been more than ten years ago. At that time, my master had not yet driven to Hexi, and his old man was already stubborn. That time the trouble was great."

"But later, when Master was about to die, I'm afraid he regretted it very much. After all, it was his most beloved nephew who ran away that time." Dugu Qi was a little sad, that was also the junior he cared about the most.

However, Xuanyuanhen suddenly had a strange feeling in his mind, like a line that flashed suddenly but was hard to grasp and elusive.

It seems that something has been overlooked by myself.

"What's wrong, Your Majesty?" Seeing Xuanyuanhen's sudden trance, Dugu Qi was a little surprised, thinking about it carefully, it seemed that the moment he saw Xuanyuanhen, he felt that he seemed to be troubled by something recently.

"It's nothing..." Xuanyuanhen suddenly realized that he had lost his mind again.

"I haven't seen you for a year. Has Your Majesty made any progress in martial arts? Let me take a look."

"It's rare for the master to be interested in this, so the apprentice will make a fool of himself." Xuanyuan Hen stood up with a smile, took the sword from Dugu Qi's hand, and drew the sword with a "swish," a dazzling silver light refracted from the sword. out.

"Master, this sword is really so dazzling no matter how many times you look at it!" After praising it, Xuanyuanhen turned around and floated up for more than a fight.

"Beautiful!" Dugu Qi said hello, with a gratified smile on his face, it seems that after not seeing each other for a year, Xuanyuan Hen's kung fu has improved again, a sword flower can show the depth of his kung fu.

Xuanyuanhen mobilized his internal energy, and the silver light grew by more than two feet during the turmoil. It was an extremely rare sword, and it was the purest bright silver color, which showed Xuanyuanhen's profound internal energy.

Xuanyuanhen didn't even land on the ground, he folded his body abruptly in mid-air, and stepped onto the bamboo tip at an extremely inconceivable angle. When the evening wind blew, the sound of bamboo leaves "rustling" could be heard all around his ears.

Xuanyuanhen raised his breath and closed his eyes, the sword body shook, and only heard a sound of "Zheng--", the sword let out a dragon chant, and Xuanyuanhen moved his body at that moment, and the sword flew around the dragon.

In the bamboo forest, Xuanyuanhen's figure seemed to disappear all of a sudden, only the sound of "shua shua shua" breaking through the sky can be heard.

Dugu Qi was more surprised when he looked at it earlier, but later on his brows tightened even more. When Xuanyuanhen's figure was approaching the extreme, he finally couldn't help but broke a bamboo branch and trampled on him.

Although Dugu Qi's footwork was not as elegant as Xuanyuan Hen's, it was a way of its own.

Steady, one word is enough to describe his style, absolutely stable, seeking victory in stability, seeking advancement steadily.

But when he was used to the bamboo branches and drew his sword at Xuanyuanhen, everyone could see that his and Xuanyuanhen's martial arts were indeed in the same line.

The same moves, the same momentum, however, because of the different relationship between people, Xuanyuanhen's sword is domineering, while Dugu Qi's sword is gentle.

Different from Xuanyuanhen's dazzling bright silver, Dugu Qi's sword gang is an extremely comfortable blue.

However, when the two swords collided, Dugu Qi's sword inexplicably gained a force of stagnation, and Xuanyuanhen felt that the sword in his hand was much heavier in an instant, as if he was in the mud.

In an instant, the bright silver sword gang became much weaker, but the blue light suddenly became brighter, as if it was about to break through the entire bamboo forest, glowing fiercely.

In desperation, Xuanyuan Hen changed the cut to slippery, wanting to get the sword out of Dugu Qi's grip, but with his efforts, the tip of the sword gradually broke away from the place where the blue light was most intense.

With a sound of "Ding--", Xuanyuanhen held the sword in his hand again, heaved a sigh of relief, and Xuanyuanhen drew his sword again.

This time, he was no longer like before, but waved the sword in his hand impenetrably, as if forming a wall of air. It swept away towards Dugu Qi.

Many bamboo leaves around the air wall were turned into dust due to the sudden pressure, but Dugu Qi's face remained unchanged, with a light smile, he spun up out of thin air, and the seemingly impenetrable air wall also Because of the power of this vortex, it was instantly scattered.

It was Xuanyuanhen who was shaken out, but he was also extraordinary, he stabilized his body before landing, and after all, he did not lose the emperor's appearance at all.

Xuanyuanhen laughed at himself, and cupped his fists at Dugu Qi.

"Master is still better!"

However, Dugu Qi didn't smile like he used to, but looked at him suspiciously.

"Your Majesty, what's bothering you lately?" The absolute affirmation made Xuanyuanhen flustered.

"This..." Xuanyuanhen couldn't speak.

"What is the root of the Wuji Sect's inner strength mentality? Your Majesty will not forget it."

"'Circle'." That's right, Wuji is Taiji, Taiji gives birth to Liangyi, and Liangyi gives birth to four phenomena... Then there are thousands of thousands, endless, and summed up, it is a word "round".

Circles are everywhere.

Circle means "harmony".