Fantasia: The blind man at the beginning starts with playing the erhu

Chapter 805 Fusion

The moon is as bright as day and the sky is as bright as water.

Aria touched Fat Jun's belly and knocked it.

"Why are you so much older than when you were a kid?"

"What do you know? It's all knowledge. Tolerance is great."

Alia looked up and nodded thoughtfully.

"Well...it's really big!"

Wang Yi on the side couldn't help laughing.

Fat Jun stretched out his hand to protect his chest and said "female pervert."

Zhao Ling'er, who had left and returned, sat on a chair.

His eyes were half open and half closed, his head tilted slightly.

The four of them have known each other since childhood, and then they each had their own dreams and went their own ways.

Although most of the time in life, they are no longer together.

But the emotions from the past are still there.

.......

Outside the gazebo.

Yan Shisan, the octopus swordsman, and Runtu were drinking wine.

They didn't know each other before, and the three of them had conflicts over business matters.

Then they got acquainted because of the conflict.

Fuyushan and Shushan have been doing business over the years, so they naturally became friends.

........

In the distance, there is the white-haired Jing Yu who is playing chess, and corresponding to him is Chang Qing, who has lost three thousand worries.

“Donor Jing’s hair is much thicker again~”

Changqing expressed such emotion.

Jing Yu chuckled, "I see that hair dyeing has become popular among young people in the capital recently. They dye their white hair into black hair."

"Donor Jing has such a level of cultivation that he doesn't need to spend so much effort."

"Hey! They don't mean it. If I were to dye this thing green!"

Changqing nodded, "The young monk thinks... it's very wonderful."

"But not now." Jing Yu sighed softly, "Let's wait for the day when I can no longer be an official. I won't be an official anymore.

There is no need to think about anything. By the way, when was the last time we saw each other? "

Changqing was slightly startled, "I don't even remember, little monk, anyway... it's been a long, long time..."

"Yeah, it's been a long, long time."

Jing Yu also fell into memories.

On a whim before, I even pulled Changqing and Li Ping'an to create some kind of combination of the Three Elites of Kyushu.

Every once in a while, we have to get together.

Discuss what we can do together, or just meet up.

Imagine the scene where the names of the Three Heroes of Kyushu spread all over the world...

But as time goes by, the years grow older.

Then everyone started to get busy, busy with their own things.

Jing Yu became the chief assistant of the Sui Dynasty.

Changqing preached Buddhism everywhere and became the future Buddha.

Only Li Ping'an seemed to have remained unchanged.

Still the same tourist who wanders around as he pleases.

.......

"His grandma's! Did you steal my wine?"

The breeze slammed the table.

"Hiccup~" Gu Xizhou hiccupped, "How could that happen?"

"The wine flask you are holding is my mother's wine flask!"

"Your hip flask? Is your name written on it?"

Gu Xizhou aimed his eyes at the wine bottle.

"The word "chixin" is clearly written on it. It must be that person's Taoist nickname. How come it became your wine flask."

"Nonsense, this is what I snatched from him!!"

Qingfeng said confidently.

"Hey, don't be so stingy, just take a sip."

"Take one sip and you'll almost finish it for me! That's reserved for my cheap apprentice."

..........

No one sleeps tonight.

Someone is writing a suicide note, knowing that after this battle, they may not be able to go back.

Some people excitedly drank a few more drinks because they reunited with friends who had been separated for many years.

Kyushu is so big that you could travel all over it when you were young.

They met by chance and formed a deep friendship.

Then we may never see each other again in this life.

On this day, they gathered at Yaozhen Pass again for a common purpose.

How can we not make people feel happy and recall the past years.

It's like going back to that time.

.........

Shoujian Pavilion.

For thousands of years, there have been countless swords in the sword pool.

Being able to put the sword into the sword pavilion is the honor of every sword cultivator in Zhenyao Pass.

At that time, Zhang Song was Zhang Congxin because his teacher was framed, and his lifelong persistence was in vain, and his sword was not allowed to enter the sword pavilion.

Only then did he decide to ask the sword to suppress the demon pass, and he lost his life because of it.

Li Ping'an staggered into the sword pavilion wearing a piece of clothing.

He slowly approached the vast sword pool that contained countless killing swords.

"Buzz-!!!"

He could clearly hear the trembling sound of each fairy sword.

Li Ping'an gently raised a hand, and the water rippled.

An ancient sword shook slightly, causing a splash of water.

Then the sword hilt slowly emerged from the pool.

Li Pingan tried to reach out and hold it.

His fingers were easily scratched, but he didn't care and continued to hold them.

This time, there was a blood mark about an inch long between the eyebrows, and there was a faint red line on the face.

It's also caused by the sword's edge.

There was a sound of water and he fell upside down into the pool.

There was a loud noise and the water in the pool instantly rose to a height of more than ten feet.

The moment he entered the water, Li Pingan's mind went blank and he only felt a chill.

He was slightly startled and listened intently.

I heard the sound of "buzzing..." the sword, soft and rhythmic.

He gently opened his palms, and Bai Yujing, who had been beaten to pieces, had become an empty frame.

Except for a few flying swords, he had left most of them on the battlefield.

Li Pingan was sitting cross-legged in the sword pool. He was now the master of Demon Suppression Pass and also the master of Bai Yujing.

After a long time, the Sword Pond, which had originally calmed down, began to become lively again.

The bolt of an ancient sword first turned into a stream of light, and then penetrated into Bai Yujing.

Then there was a small sword made entirely of pure gold, less than five inches long.

The shape is weird, as if it is the prototype of a famous sword.

Another long sword with dark red tassels slowly swept out.

.........

Along with a long sword, it gradually lit up.

At this moment, the flying sword that contained the energy of the Demon Suppressing Pass gradually merged with Bai Yujing.

Streams of sword energy flowed through Li Ping'an's body.

The sharp sword energy made his already seriously injured body even more precarious.

"puff!!"

In severe pain, Li Pingan felt that the pool was splashed with his own blood.

The internal organs, meridians, and acupuncture points seemed to be destroyed in an instant.

His eyes were so dark that he couldn't see anything clearly.

Just as the sword energy passed through the secret acupoint in the body, the avenue runes began to rotate rapidly.

The avenue runes did not absorb the extremely sharp sword energy, but instead transformed the sword energy into a softer atmosphere.

Like a ray of moonlight, a pool of clear water.

He began to slowly feed Li Ping'an's body back.

At this moment, the avenue rune, Bai Yujing, suppresses the demon pass.

Under Li Pingan's control, cleverness coexists in his body.