Zhuxian Ertianhuo

"Boss, why are there only three pig's trotters? I've never heard of any pig with three hooves. Where is that one hidden? Let's serve it up too!" Yan Xiaoan looked quite in a bad mood with a stern face.

The boss laughed embarrassingly, and said: "Guest officer, don't be angry. It's true that there are few small customers in the store. I didn't prepare too much wine and meat. I made a portion for four people, and the stock in the store is already on your table." The boss continued Cough dryly, "Those three of your friends left suddenly, isn't such a big table enough for you?"

Yan Xiaoan looked reluctant, glanced at the same dishes on the table, picked up a pig's trotter and gnawed on it, and said falteringly: "Okay, it's barely enough."

The boss laughed twice and shook his head.

Yan Xiaoan gnawed the pig's trotters meticulously. Not to mention, he was really hungry after a night of sleepless nights. He gnawed on one and was about to take the other. With a sound of "bang", Yan Xiaoan was startled, holding the pig's trotter and looking back.I saw the broken door down, and the dust filled the sky, and a man dressed as a scholar stood at the door, with a look of astonishment on his face at this time.

"Sorry, the door wasn't closed, I just touched it." The scholar seemed to want to explain, but paused, and said, "Let's count it on my account."

The boss greeted him quickly, and said, "No need, it's just a broken door. It should have been replaced a long time ago, but thank you, the guest officer helped me make up my mind."

The scholar smiled and said: "The boss is joking, I will pay for the money for Xinmen." As he spoke, he looked around the shop, walked around, and sat down on a bench.

The boss continued to evade, "No, it's because of my negligence and laziness, how can I let the guest officer pay this money."

The scholar smiled and waved his hands, and said, "Let's not talk about this, first bring me some food and drink, I'm a bit hungry."

"Here," the boss suddenly became embarrassed, "this shop is small, and there are still some wines, but...the dishes are no longer available."

"Oh? How is it possible?" The scholar pointed at Yan Xiaoan's desk, "Then why does he have so many?"

The boss hesitated for a moment, and then said: "To tell you the truth, all the dishes are served to him." He glanced at Yan Xiaoan, and said, "But he may not be able to eat by himself, maybe you can ask Ask him if he can give you some."

The scholar nodded and didn't say any more, walked across to Yan Xiaoan, and just about to speak, Yan Xiaoan suddenly said coldly: "Sit down."

Yan Xiaoan heard what they said just now, but he really didn't have the good mood to say anything more. Once Zhou Xiaohuan and the others left, he was in a very bad mood, not to mention that he stirred up a lot of dust when he came It's not that I act fast, I don't need to eat these dishes.

The scholar sat down as he said, and looked at Yan Xiaoan curiously. The boss quickly took a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

"My friend, thank you very much, I don't know how to call you?"

"My name is Yan Xiaoan, a member of the five tribes in southern Xinjiang, I went to Qingyunmen to learn art from a teacher." He has said this passage many times, and now he speaks it more fluently, even with a pig's trotter in his mouth.

"Oh? Then you are also my generation of practitioners?" Li Mo looked surprised.

Yan Xiaoan glanced at him indifferently, raised her small face, imitated his tone, and said, "Oh? Then you are also a practitioner of my generation."

Li Mo was taken aback, "Haha, haha" Then he laughed loudly, nodded and patted the table "Yes yes yes."

On the contrary, Yan Xiaoan was taken aback, he was not unhappy, and suddenly felt that he was too unfriendly, was he a bit like the second generation ancestor he said to Su Zhixin?

"My name is Li Mo, I am a casual cultivator, and I started wandering around the world not long ago." Li Mo looked at Yan Xiaoan with a smile.

"This is my favorite pig's trotter, you can eat it." Yan Xiaoan handed him the last remaining trotter.

"Okay!" Li Mo took it without paying too much attention, and started chewing like Yan Xiaoan.

"Brother Li, can I call you that?" Li Mo nodded, as a tacit consent. "Are you happy today?"

Li Mo shook his head and said: "It's not really happy. I just left a power that I have been attached to for several years, and it will start to float back and forth like a rootless flower. But," he paused, "it's a good thing to leave it, at least Stop wasting energy on it, and let me find a new place to settle."

Yan Xiaoan didn't quite understand what he heard, but he also knew that the person in front of him didn't affect his mood because of some things in life, or he didn't have the mood to affect himself.

Yan Xiaoan thought for a while, took a bite of the roast chicken honestly, shook his head, and said, "I don't quite understand."

"Haha, do you want me to say something you can understand?" Li Mo seemed to be looking at him with interest.

Upon hearing this, Yan Xiaoan nodded repeatedly, and said, "Okay! If you tell me a story, it's like..." He glanced at the table, "The money for this meal."

Li Mo was startled, "Haha, I've become a storyteller? Okay, tell me, what do you want to hear?"

Yan Xiaoan thought about it, eating and chatting is normal, but he is a casual cultivator who knows more than Nanshan. After a while, he said, "Tell me about the Shura Rebellion back then."

Li Mo was not surprised. It is normal for children to yearn for blood and powerful power, so he thought for a while and said slowly: "Since the catastrophe of the Beast God, people have been devastated and refugees are everywhere. The survivors returned to their hometowns. It was ruined, and everyone thought that everything was over, and a new life had just begun, when people packed their hearts and prepared to start a new life, the second catastrophe came unexpectedly." He paused for no reason , After eating the trotters, I picked up half a roast chicken.

Continued: "No one thought that the war between righteousness and demons, which has almost nothing to do with ordinary people, would spread to the secular world. The demon sect king Zong cracked a sacred object in their sect and obtained the powerful and unparalleled Shura power. Wherever they went, regardless of whether they were civilians or not, everyone was eroded by Shura's power and lost their minds, and became infinitely powerful and tireless. At Qingyunmen, the leader of the righteous way, he turned into a giant wrapped in red mist, and he was as powerful as a broken bamboo. Most of the people on Qingyun Mountain were killed or injured, and at this moment," he paused again, and glanced at Yan Xiaoan. Treat yourself as a storyteller, and stop at a critical moment.

Yan Xiaoan listened very intently. Li Mo didn't say much, but his words were concise but extremely vivid. Yan Xiaoan could still recall the stories that the Wu clan used to sing in the past, and unconsciously outlined all the tragic events in the past. , If you are already in it, you are eager to ask, "What's the matter at this time?"

"At this moment, amidst the bloody killings in the world, a white light shot up into the sky, and the people who hadn't died in the battle burst into tears and shouted 'Zhu Xian', so a battle like a real god started above Qingyun! Zhu Xian It's hard to describe the scene of the scene where Shura devoured the sky, but in the end, the Sword of Immortal Execution hangs down to the sky, Shura is defeated and returns home in a state of failure."

"and then?"

"Gone."

"...Well, are there any details? For example, who is the suzerain of the ghost king sect? He doesn't have any relatives? Why does he want to manipulate the common people? Also, who sacrificed the Zhuxian sword in the end? "

Li Mo spread his hands and said, "I don't know, I was not born at that time, how could I know such details?"

Yan Xiaoan's face collapsed immediately, so wouldn't it be in vain to listen to it for a long time?He silently ate two mouthfuls of food, then suddenly rolled his eyes, raised his head and asked, "Then do you know what will happen to the righteous and evil ways after that? Where did the Ghost King Sect go after Shura was defeated?"

Li Mo thought for a while, and said: "Afterwards, both the righteous and evil ways will decline. After all, after the death of the beast god, the righteous and demons will be powerless. He began to recuperate, and now he is getting better. As for the Ghost King Sect." Li Mo pondered for a moment, "I heard that the rest of the party has gone to the south far away from Zhongzhou, and there are probably traces of the Ghost King Sect's activities in the north of Youzhou, but It has been hidden for a long time, and it is said that it has gone downhill like the 'Blood Refining Hall' back then, and it can no longer make waves."

Yan Xiaoan let out an "oh", frowned, and took a hard bite of the chicken leg.

"The Qingyun sect has resisted two catastrophes by relying on the Zhuxian sword formation, and has won the hearts of the people. Li Jingtu governance has risen again, and the current head teacher, Xiao Zhenren, is an indispensable talent. Because, this is how Qingyun is today. Now that the Demon Cult has shown some signs, he raised the banner again and vowed to fight it to the death."

Yan Xiaoan still frowned, suddenly said: "Then why didn't he take the opportunity to kill the Demon Cult directly to avoid future troubles?"

Li Mo smiled and said: "Although the Demon Cult was the weakest at that time, the righteous way was also the weakest, and it was difficult to fight again." He paused, "What's more, the Demon Cult originated from the wild land in the northwest. Zongye is just one of the many branches of the Central Plains, even if all the demonic sects in the Central Plains are eradicated, it will be difficult to get rid of its roots." Looking at Yan Xiaoan, "To go to that wild land, you have to cross the Gobi and grasslands, and it was only a few hundred years ago. There are righteous people who have attacked in, but they have returned in vain."

Yan Xiaoan doubted: "Then fight back and forth like this, no one can win, so where should we stop?"

Li Mo's eyes suddenly brightened, and he said with a smile, "Good question." He sighed again, "If the devil doesn't exist, where is the righteousness? There are all kinds of sects inside the righteous way, and I say that even if one day the righteous way can really be completely wiped out They wouldn't do that if they were not part of the Devil's Cult."

"Ah?" Yan Xiaoan grinned, thought for a moment, and asked very confidently, "Isn't Zhengdao so unbearable?"

"Hehe," Li Mo smiled, and then sighed suddenly after a while, "Maybe I am too extreme, but this is also due to the inaction of the righteous way." Li Mo said with twinkling eyes, "After the Shura Rebellion, It turned out that the "Tianyin Temple", the three pillars of the righteous way, suddenly closed the temple! I can no longer ask about world affairs. The original righteous way upholds justice for the common people in the world, and now it ignores the people? I have been walking in the rivers and lakes for so many years. I have only seen a traveling monk from Tianyin Temple who is still practicing in the world to help ordinary people."

"As for the 'Fenxiang Valley', the valley is still closed, and some gossip says that there was an extremely tragic internal strife more than ten years ago. Even if the entire land of Shenzhou has returned to its peak vitality, it will not open the valley again, no For example, Tianyin Temple recently felt that its strength is strong enough and opened a temple to recruit new ones, and once again entered the right path."

Yan Xiaoan listened in a daze, and his heart surged suddenly, Fenxiang Valley, Fenxiang Valley, there was an internal struggle more than ten years ago!Fenxiang Valley, it is located in the southern border!

In an instant, the surging thoughts seemed to be out of control again, and suddenly there was a flash of lightning, and the uncle's voice suddenly echoed in my mind: I will not tell you this!I won't tell you this first!Suddenly, the name not long ago flashed again: "Baguio"!

Yan Xiaoan couldn't help sighing sadly: Uncle doesn't want to tell me now, I'd better know less.

And he ate in a daze, thoughtful.

"However, some people said that the news of 'Fenxiang Valley' was released on purpose. In fact, they were secretly hiding their strengths and biding their time, waiting for the opportunity to sweep the Central Plains in one fell swoop. However, it is difficult to distinguish whether these things are true or not. It is true that they have no more movement."

"The Qingyun Sect is not bad, but they are fighting against evil, and in the end it is these common people who suffer. Will this end after the Shura Rebellion has passed? No! It is only in Zhongzhou and its vicinity, but now? The good and the evil are declining, and the aristocratic families are rising. Those aristocratic families only look at the surrounding areas, only care about the immediate interests, appoint relatives instead of talents, and have evil desires. How can there be any rules? "Li Mo said with disgust in his expression, as if he hated these things extremely.

"However, it is precisely because of these characteristics of the aristocratic family that they are doomed to be difficult to survive for a long time. Now that the good and the evil have resurfaced, they are nothing but grass. The same goes for Xiao Pai."

"And for countless years, the only aristocratic families that can survive in the world of Zhengmo are the 'Tangmen' and 'Murong' who have been passed down for hundreds or even thousands of years."

Li Mo looked at Yan Xiaoan's stupefied look, and suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly, and ate for a while, before sighing: "Who doesn't want to be a knight with a sword at the end of the world... ...."

Yan Xiaoan seemed to have just come back to his senses, looked at Li Mo who suddenly lost his mind, scratched his head and said: "Actually, I have also been thinking recently, if it weren't for the merits of the Demon Cult, how could the Righteous Demon have persisted until now. "

Li Mo's eyes flashed like rays of light, as if he had only seen Yan Xiaoan until now, and he gently put down his chopsticks.Yan Xiaoan was a little uncomfortable being watched, holding a handful of peanuts and didn't know whether to eat it or not.

"My friend, if you have such an idea, you are already stronger than too many people." Li Mo looked away, and chuckled again, "But you must be careful when you go to Qingyunmen, if those great immortals find out Not to mention whether you will be accepted or not, I am afraid that even if you are accepted, you will be treated as a spy."

Yan Xiaoan was taken aback, only then did he realize that he had lost his words, and going to Qingyunmen is not an easy task, one must be cautious, cautious in words and deeds, if there is a slight mistake, others will see the flaws, this is what should be considered now Things, so I hurriedly thanked him, "Thank you Brother Li, I will never say such things rashly in front of people in the future."

Li Mo smiled, and shifted his attention to the dishes on the table. The table was full of delicious dishes, and he said casually: "As the saying goes, 'If there are hundreds of people, there must be good and bad'. There are more than a thousand people in Qingyunmen, and there are many people Mischievous eyes, ever since the Qingyun trial, undercover agents of the Demon Cult have always been discovered, and the vigilance has doubled, little brother just be more careful."

Li Mo greeted the boss, took a towel from there and wiped his mouth and hands, and ate his meal in a very gentle manner, Yan Xiaoan nodded and said: "Okay, I will write it down."

Li Mo talked to Yan Xiaoan for a long time, Yan Xiaoan ate and listened, most of the food on the table was gone, if he didn't do anything else, he might not be full.

At this moment, Yan Xiaoan also seemed to be willing to be modest, she put down her chopsticks as if she was full, but she kept stuffing peanuts into her mouth with her hands.

Not long after, seeing that there were only a dozen or so peanuts left, Yan Xiaoan couldn't eat them all, so he patted the peanut skin on his hands, heaved a sigh of relief, and sighed: "I don't know how to go to Qingyunmen, Can they take me?"

Li Mo raised his head in doubt, and saw a few pieces of red peanut skin hanging from the corner of Yan Xiaoan's mouth, pouting his face, looking rather sad, he asked suspiciously, "What? Did you go to Qingyun to study as a teacher rashly?"

When Li Mo asked, Yan Xiaoan was also very surprised and nodded.

Suddenly, Li Mo said: "I thought that Qingyunmen started to make friends with the five clans, and sent you there to learn art from a teacher, to show their intentions."

Yan Xiaoan also understood in an instant, but sighed, and said, "How can there be such a good thing."

"Then I'll give you a new look." Li Mo put down his chopsticks, sat up straight, and looked at Yan Xiaoan with a different gaze, "If I had your determination back then, I should have gone to Qingyun .”

Yan Xiaoan scratched his head in embarrassment, and said: "No. No. It's not that powerful." He was also embarrassed to tell others: I don't want to go either, I must be forced to do so.

"If I were still as young as you now, I would try it too." He spread his hands and looked at himself again, "Now that I'm old, it's impossible."

Yan Xiaoan saw that Li Mo was only about twenty, with a fair and handsome face, and an extraordinary bearing, so he wondered, "Brother Li is still so young, what are you talking about?"

Li Mo sneered, shook his head and remained silent for a long time. He turned his head to the north and said with melancholy on his face: "The Qingyunmen tree has deep roots, no matter how the general trend of the world changes, it will bear the brunt of it. And the current situation in the world is even more unprecedented. , people who practice Taoism should also be the strongest in history, if they are in Qingyun, they will be able to do something."

Yan Xiaoan also wiped his mouth and said, "Brother Li, I can probably understand what you said, but why do you say that this generation is the strongest?"

Li Mo didn't seem to want to eat any more, straightened his clothes, and said: "The strong always stands out from the weak, and the victory is also the most dazzling in the defeat. Thousands of years ago, Qingyun declined, and its peaks were taken by people. But the birth of Qingye pacified the world in one fell swoop, and passed down the artifact Zhuxian. Today, the world is reborn from the ashes, and the way of heaven has also been metabolized. I am afraid that there will be people like Qingye. But let’s talk about it” He laughed He fumbled into his arms, and greeted the boss with the other hand.

"New life from the ashes, without the withered grass of the previous generation, the tender green will be more innovative and vibrant, such as Qingyun's reform, if the old people are not almost dead, how can it be so easy to carry out?" Said that he had already taken out his silver, About to pass it to the boss.

Yan Xiaoan blinked and blinked, thoughtfully, suddenly saw Li Mo, and hurriedly said: "I paid the money."

Li Mo was stunned, and said with a smile, "Men Qian."

But Yan Xiaoan said to the boss: "It's also mine, just ask me less." It turned out that Yan Xiaoan had already paid the bill, because Su Zhixin really didn't have any change with him, so he paid a lot in advance.Moreover, Yan Xiaoan thinks that the door was smashed by the wild dog Taoist, so he should pay for it himself.

Li Mo had no choice but to smile and put away the money, and after a while, the two of them walked out of this dilapidated roadside shop together.

Like the blue sky, the morning sun is dazzling but not hot, and there are thousands of hectares of light in the breeze.Stepping out of the store, Yan Xiaoan unconsciously raised a sleeve to cover her eyes.

Li Mo sacrificed the flying sword, Yan Xiaoan stepped on it together, and felt that he was flying much faster than himself in the windy and sunny day.Half a day later, the two parted at Jingrongkou in the west of Yunzhou. Li Mo was going to wander the world, and Yan Xiaoan was going to continue northward.