Jun Youyun

Chapter 68 The Great War
Su Baiyi was silent for a long time before recovering from the shock just now, he said slowly: "The second sister-in-law said that the Lord of Jimo also met someone who practiced the book of immortals, and the current sword fairy couldn't even hold on to the opponent's ten moves. , Could it be that the opponent that Mister mentioned is also this person? Could it be that this person was the target that the Weilong Alliance wanted to attack back then?"

Dongfang Xiaoyue was noncommittal, but said quietly: "It is rumored that there were five fairy mountains in the world, named Daiyu, Yuanqiao, Fanghu, Yingzhou, and Penglai. According to ancient books, the mountains circled for [-] miles. The flat area is nine thousand miles, and the distance between the mountains is seventy thousand miles. They are considered neighbors. The towers and temples on it are all gold and jade, and the animals and animals on them are all pure onyx. Pearls and bamboo trees are full of knots, and the flowers and fruits are delicious. If you eat them, you will never grow old or die. The people who live there are all the seeds of immortals and sages, and there are countless people who fly to and from each other day and night. The roots of the five mountains are not connected, and they often go up and down with the tide. In the end, the two mountains drifted away without a trace, leaving only Fang The three mountains of Hu, Yingzhou, and Penglai. And the three mountains are ethereal in the world, and no one knows where they are..."

Su Baiyi was puzzled: "What is the meaning of Mr. Confucianism?"

"Some things, it's better to know a little bit. Su Baiyi, your life experience is extraordinary, but in my opinion, all living beings in the world have the same starting point. Don't disappoint your master's training." Dongfang Xiaoyue said Go to the door.

Mo Bai hurriedly called out, "Mister, are you leaving?"

"Yes. An old friend is here, and I have to go and greet him." Dongfang Xiaoyue stepped out of the door, "Leave the small things in the Tianxiaoyun Realm to you juniors to solve. As for some big things, it is still up to you Leave it to us adults."

On the shore of Bibo Lake ten miles away, a man wearing a bamboo hat stopped, turned around slightly, and said in a low voice: "As expected of Mr. Confucianism, I have restrained my breath so much, but I was still noticed .” He didn’t intend to run away, but stood there calmly.After a stick of incense, a man stepped on the blue lake and came to him.

"Lord Baijile, I haven't seen you for a long time, but your appearance hasn't aged at all." Dongfang Xiaoyue said with a smile.

The man took off the bamboo hat on his head, revealing a pale and handsome face: "Mr. Confucian Saint, have you rejuvenated?"

"Hahaha, it's okay for other people to say that, the Lord Bai is also someone who has experienced that." Dongfang Xiaoyue lightly raised her palm, and the lake that was originally as calm as a mirror suddenly turned slowly behind her, "Why bother?" How do you mock me like this?"

Bai Jile said in a deep voice: "I thought Mr. Confucian Saint had already healed the injury left by that person when he left the customs."

"I am a Confucian sage, but the opponent is an immortal. I really can't heal the wound he left. But even if it can't be cured, I can still fight. Another thing I will tell you, when I was 17 years old. "Dongfang Xiaoyue opened her hands, and the blue lake that was originally circulating behind her suddenly fell into a dead silence again, and the tens of mu of lake surface condensed into ice in an instant, "I am the one who can fight the most."

Bai Jile frowned slightly: "I don't want to be an enemy of Mr. Confucian Saint."

Dongfang Xiaoyue said with a smile: "Then Master Bai will stop here, how about it?"

Within the Moran Villa.

After Dongfang Xiaoyue left, Jimo Huaxue also came to the main hall suddenly, she glanced at the distance and said: "Mr. Rusheng, did you say who he went to see?"

Su Baiyi looked at Jimo Huaxue's eyes, and had a bad premonition in his heart: "He said there were some important matters that we couldn't handle, and he took care of them for us."

"Is that so?" Jimo Huaxue nodded.

"Second sister-in-law, can you...can you help Mr. Confucian Saint?" Su Baiyi asked.

Jimo Huaxue shook her head: "No. I hate him."

"Why?" Su Baiyi was puzzled.

"If he hadn't sent someone to bring the news to Yulou back then, then Yulou would not have gone to Weilong Mountain. Confucian saints are Xi'er's master. As long as he is still alive, Yulou should not be asked to do this." There was a trace of anger in Jimo Huaxue's voice, "Although I know he had no other choice. He was recuperating at that time, and it was the most critical moment of retreat."

Su Baiyi was taken aback, it turned out that Jimo Huaxue blamed Mr. Rusheng for the death of the second senior brother Nan Yulou, so did she also have resentment towards Nangong Xier in her heart, after all the second senior brother died to save Nangong Xier, But when Jimo Huaxue met Nangong Xi'er a few days ago, her voice and attitude were so gentle.As if seeing through his question, Jimo Huaxue continued: "As for Xi'er, she was just a child back then, and she was the most innocent one. And Yulou loves her so much, so I will inherit Yulou's love. .But I have to leave now, I can't accompany you on the road to Dawn Cloud Realm."

The Confucian sage had just left on the front foot, and the sword fairy was about to leave on the back foot, Su Baiyi panicked for a moment: "Second sister-in-law, where are you going?"

"I came here because I made an appointment with an old friend. That old friend once did me a great favor. In order to repay this kindness, I agree with him to have a fight with him every three years." Jimo Huaxue frowned slightly , looking at the courtyard wall.

"What kind of person can fight with your second sister-in-law every three years? Aren't such people all the masters who can rank among the top in the Tianwu list?" Su Baiyi was even more surprised.

"He is not listed in the Tianwu list. The Tianwu list only includes righteous people in the world, but he is a demon heretic." Jimo Huaxue said quietly.

"What evil heretics, how can you speak ill of me behind your back?" A heroic voice sounded, shaking both Su Baiyi and Mo Bai.They walked up to Jimo Huaxue and looked outside, only to see a burly figure standing on the courtyard wall, dressed in black, with a golden long knife on his back, facing them with his back.

"I knew you had arrived, so I said this on purpose." Jimo Huaxue replied.

But the burly man stretched out a finger and pointed backwards: "But I'm still turning my back to you now, aren't you speaking ill of me behind my back?"

"You're still so boring." Jimo Huaxue felt helpless.

"You are still so beautiful." The man's voice was somewhat shameless.

"This is my friend's villa, you can't build it here, or the family's foundation for generations will be destroyed in your hands." Jimo Huaxue jumped towards the outside of the villa, "Let's find an open place."

"Fight for three days and three nights!" The man followed immediately with a huge knife in his hand.

Su Baiyi watched the two leave, and his heart was full of doubts, so he asked the senior brother Mo Bai beside him: "Senior brother, who is this person holding the golden knife?"

Mo Bai wiped the sweat off his face, but just after he finished wiping, cold sweat broke out again, he wiped it again, then turned his head and asked Su Baiyi: "Am I still alive?"

Su Baiyi felt a little funny: "What's wrong with you, brother?"

"I...I'm afraid." Mo Bai looked down at his legs, trembling, "I really envy you who don't know anything...you don't even know you almost died..."

Su Baiyi scratched his head: "Who was that person just now, so scary?"

Mo Bai hastily stretched out a finger, and made a gesture of silence: "Shh! Don't let him hear it, or he will turn around and come back with regret. At the foot of our villa, hundreds of people died, but none of them can escape. Already!"

(End of this chapter)