The bright moon is in the sky, and the moonlight like water sweeps around, casting a veil on everything around.Nangong Weiran sat alone on the roof of the inn.Holding a jug in his hand, he was alone with Meng Jiu.
Nangong Weiran was a little annoyed, and also a little depressed.
What happened to Yan Wu suddenly made him have a slight fear of the legendary love, although the relationship between Yan Wu and Yan Ming was not really love.
Man is a social animal, even though Nangong Wei likes to be quiet, Te never thought that he would be alone in his life, and it would be scary to think about it, not to mention that the life of a cultivator would be with him. It will be very long for the cultivation base to increase.Nangong Weiran felt that he would definitely need a companion in the future, maybe not because of love, but simply wanted someone to accompany him.
Thinking of this, Nangong Weiran's brother suddenly appeared in his mind.
Nangong Weiran couldn't help but pause while drinking, and moved the jug away from his mouth, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.
Why did he think of his senior brother again?
As soon as this idea appeared in Nangong Weiran's mind, Situ Cang appeared in front of Nangong Weiran out of thin air, as if he had a heart-to-heart connection.Glancing at the jug in Nangong Weiran's hand, Situ Cang couldn't help but frown, the top quality wine in the mortal world couldn't catch Situ Cang's eyes at all.A green round jade bottle appeared in his hand, and it was handed to Nangong Weiran.
"Clear spring wine, first-class spirit wine."
With Nangong Weiran's cultivation at this time, the spiritual power contained in this low-grade spirit wine can be completely ignored.Situ Cang took out this spiritual wine just to let Nangong Weiran drink freely.
Nangong Weiran stretched out his hand to pick it up, but Situ Cang gave it away again, and it fell through.Nangong Weiran couldn't help looking at Situ Cang with puzzled eyes.
"Use wine to drown your sorrows and hurt your body. Don't drink wine from the mortal world." Although the wine in the mortal world is made from grains, there are still impurities for the cultivator, which is not beneficial to the Taoist body of the cultivator.
As a qualified senior brother, one cannot indulge the bad behavior of juniors,
Nangong Weiran's heart suddenly warmed up. He took the wine bottle and handed it to him. He uncorked the bottle and took a sip. It was not as strong as the wine that his senior brother brought out a few times ago, but it felt fresh and refreshing in his mouth. No wonder it is called Qingquan wine.
Situ Cang sat next to Nangong Weiran, looking up at the bright moon in the night sky together. Although he was not born, it still made Nangong Weiran feel relaxed.
Handing the bottle back to Situ Cang, Situ Cang took a sip from the bottle without caring, and then handed it to Nangong Weiran again.
Seeing the wine bottle returning to his hand again, four words suddenly appeared in Nangong Weiran's mind: indirect kiss!Immediately, Nangong Weiran's cheeks felt a little hot, and he couldn't help turning his face to the side, but just exposed his red ears to Situ Cang's sight.
There was a hint of a smile in Situ Cang's eyes. It is undeniable that such a junior is very cute.
In order to ignore the strangeness in his heart, Nangong Weiran looked for a topic, "Brother, what is the purpose of your cultivation?"
Situ Cang turned his eyes to the bright moon, and there was a firmness in his eyes that could not be shaken by anything or anyone.
"Pursue the way in your heart."
"What is the Tao in the heart of senior brother?" Nangong Weiran was a little curious.
"Before the Blood Drinking Sword, my flying sword was named Ling Tian Sword." Situ Cang smiled, and a flying sword appeared in his hand, which was the Ling Tian Sword he inherited from Yu Xuzi.Although Situ Cang began to nourish and refine the Blood Drinking Sword after leaving the secret realm, he did not abandon Ling Tianjian.Although the sixth-grade Lingtian sword is not as high as the blood-drinking sword, it is still suitable for cultivation in the out-of-body stage.
The sixth grade of the magic weapon flying sword is a watershed, very few refiners can practice magic weapons and flying swords of the sixth grade and above, unless they are masters of weapons refining.
"Ling Tian?"
"Use your own strength to break free from the shackles of the laws of heaven and earth, and use your sword to conquer the sky." Situ Cang looked at Nangong Weiran with determination in his eyes.Nangong Weiran was refreshed, and immediately thought of the novel with Dongfang Aotian as the protagonist, and immediately understood what the senior brother meant.
Give me freedom or die!
"Brother's swordsmanship?"
"The overbearing sword." Situ Cang suddenly let go of his aura. He was indifferent, majestic, arrogant, and possessed the fierceness and ferocity to destroy all those who stood in his way.
He is not a king, and he does not need the bearing and restraint of a king.He is not a guardian, he will not draw a sword to protect something.He is a willful overlord, in control of everything, yet doing as he pleases.
Situ Cang's kendo in his previous life was not domineering, but in this life his kendo will only be a domineering sword.
Situ Cang's control is very precise, and there is no other person here except Nangong Weiran who can feel this momentum.
Nangong Weiran seemed to see the senior brother when they met for the first time again, but there was something different.It was full of danger, and made people tremble from the bottom of their hearts, but they couldn't help but want to submit to his power, and there was no thought of resistance in their hearts.
Fortunately, this power Situ Cang just let it go, and quickly returned to his usual indifferent but very peaceful appearance.
"When will I have my own way of swordsmanship?" Nangong Weiran's eyes were full of envy.Although his sword intent has touched the edge of transformation, his swordsmanship is different. Many sword cultivators have practiced swords all their lives, but they still don't have their own swordsmanship.
"Junior is talented, and one day he will realize his own way of swordsmanship." Situ Cang comforted him. Nangong Weiran had a pure mind and firm belief. Situ Cang believed that his junior brother would go a long way in the way of swordsmanship.
"Why do you want to practice, Junior Brother?"
Nangong Weiran was taken aback, he had never thought about this question.Why practice?Why do you want to cultivate immortals?Is it to dominate one side and become an unparalleled supreme existence like the protagonist in the previous life cultivation novel?Nangong Weiran shook his head, he didn't have that much ambition, and power was not what Nangong Weiran pursued.Is that for the pursuit of immortality?No, it is not.Nangong Weiran couldn't help but think of himself in his previous life.Because he has been ill all year round, he can only be accompanied by hospitals and medicines, and the smell of disinfectant has almost never disappeared from his body.Can't do anything, other people go to school, study, play, make friends, but Nangong Weiran struggles on the verge of death every month.
Suddenly Nangong Weiran understood why he practiced.
"I want to be happy."
"Happy?" Situ Cang looked forward to it.
"Yes. Don't be restrained, don't be powerless, don't be able to resist anymore, and don't lie to yourself that I don't care." Nangong Weiran's eyes became brighter and brighter, and suddenly he looked at Situ Cang.
i) Brother Bi, I like you.He no longer deceived himself, he cared about his brother.He Nangong Weiran likes Situ Cang!
Nangong Weiran was a little annoyed, and also a little depressed.
What happened to Yan Wu suddenly made him have a slight fear of the legendary love, although the relationship between Yan Wu and Yan Ming was not really love.
Man is a social animal, even though Nangong Wei likes to be quiet, Te never thought that he would be alone in his life, and it would be scary to think about it, not to mention that the life of a cultivator would be with him. It will be very long for the cultivation base to increase.Nangong Weiran felt that he would definitely need a companion in the future, maybe not because of love, but simply wanted someone to accompany him.
Thinking of this, Nangong Weiran's brother suddenly appeared in his mind.
Nangong Weiran couldn't help but pause while drinking, and moved the jug away from his mouth, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.
Why did he think of his senior brother again?
As soon as this idea appeared in Nangong Weiran's mind, Situ Cang appeared in front of Nangong Weiran out of thin air, as if he had a heart-to-heart connection.Glancing at the jug in Nangong Weiran's hand, Situ Cang couldn't help but frown, the top quality wine in the mortal world couldn't catch Situ Cang's eyes at all.A green round jade bottle appeared in his hand, and it was handed to Nangong Weiran.
"Clear spring wine, first-class spirit wine."
With Nangong Weiran's cultivation at this time, the spiritual power contained in this low-grade spirit wine can be completely ignored.Situ Cang took out this spiritual wine just to let Nangong Weiran drink freely.
Nangong Weiran stretched out his hand to pick it up, but Situ Cang gave it away again, and it fell through.Nangong Weiran couldn't help looking at Situ Cang with puzzled eyes.
"Use wine to drown your sorrows and hurt your body. Don't drink wine from the mortal world." Although the wine in the mortal world is made from grains, there are still impurities for the cultivator, which is not beneficial to the Taoist body of the cultivator.
As a qualified senior brother, one cannot indulge the bad behavior of juniors,
Nangong Weiran's heart suddenly warmed up. He took the wine bottle and handed it to him. He uncorked the bottle and took a sip. It was not as strong as the wine that his senior brother brought out a few times ago, but it felt fresh and refreshing in his mouth. No wonder it is called Qingquan wine.
Situ Cang sat next to Nangong Weiran, looking up at the bright moon in the night sky together. Although he was not born, it still made Nangong Weiran feel relaxed.
Handing the bottle back to Situ Cang, Situ Cang took a sip from the bottle without caring, and then handed it to Nangong Weiran again.
Seeing the wine bottle returning to his hand again, four words suddenly appeared in Nangong Weiran's mind: indirect kiss!Immediately, Nangong Weiran's cheeks felt a little hot, and he couldn't help turning his face to the side, but just exposed his red ears to Situ Cang's sight.
There was a hint of a smile in Situ Cang's eyes. It is undeniable that such a junior is very cute.
In order to ignore the strangeness in his heart, Nangong Weiran looked for a topic, "Brother, what is the purpose of your cultivation?"
Situ Cang turned his eyes to the bright moon, and there was a firmness in his eyes that could not be shaken by anything or anyone.
"Pursue the way in your heart."
"What is the Tao in the heart of senior brother?" Nangong Weiran was a little curious.
"Before the Blood Drinking Sword, my flying sword was named Ling Tian Sword." Situ Cang smiled, and a flying sword appeared in his hand, which was the Ling Tian Sword he inherited from Yu Xuzi.Although Situ Cang began to nourish and refine the Blood Drinking Sword after leaving the secret realm, he did not abandon Ling Tianjian.Although the sixth-grade Lingtian sword is not as high as the blood-drinking sword, it is still suitable for cultivation in the out-of-body stage.
The sixth grade of the magic weapon flying sword is a watershed, very few refiners can practice magic weapons and flying swords of the sixth grade and above, unless they are masters of weapons refining.
"Ling Tian?"
"Use your own strength to break free from the shackles of the laws of heaven and earth, and use your sword to conquer the sky." Situ Cang looked at Nangong Weiran with determination in his eyes.Nangong Weiran was refreshed, and immediately thought of the novel with Dongfang Aotian as the protagonist, and immediately understood what the senior brother meant.
Give me freedom or die!
"Brother's swordsmanship?"
"The overbearing sword." Situ Cang suddenly let go of his aura. He was indifferent, majestic, arrogant, and possessed the fierceness and ferocity to destroy all those who stood in his way.
He is not a king, and he does not need the bearing and restraint of a king.He is not a guardian, he will not draw a sword to protect something.He is a willful overlord, in control of everything, yet doing as he pleases.
Situ Cang's kendo in his previous life was not domineering, but in this life his kendo will only be a domineering sword.
Situ Cang's control is very precise, and there is no other person here except Nangong Weiran who can feel this momentum.
Nangong Weiran seemed to see the senior brother when they met for the first time again, but there was something different.It was full of danger, and made people tremble from the bottom of their hearts, but they couldn't help but want to submit to his power, and there was no thought of resistance in their hearts.
Fortunately, this power Situ Cang just let it go, and quickly returned to his usual indifferent but very peaceful appearance.
"When will I have my own way of swordsmanship?" Nangong Weiran's eyes were full of envy.Although his sword intent has touched the edge of transformation, his swordsmanship is different. Many sword cultivators have practiced swords all their lives, but they still don't have their own swordsmanship.
"Junior is talented, and one day he will realize his own way of swordsmanship." Situ Cang comforted him. Nangong Weiran had a pure mind and firm belief. Situ Cang believed that his junior brother would go a long way in the way of swordsmanship.
"Why do you want to practice, Junior Brother?"
Nangong Weiran was taken aback, he had never thought about this question.Why practice?Why do you want to cultivate immortals?Is it to dominate one side and become an unparalleled supreme existence like the protagonist in the previous life cultivation novel?Nangong Weiran shook his head, he didn't have that much ambition, and power was not what Nangong Weiran pursued.Is that for the pursuit of immortality?No, it is not.Nangong Weiran couldn't help but think of himself in his previous life.Because he has been ill all year round, he can only be accompanied by hospitals and medicines, and the smell of disinfectant has almost never disappeared from his body.Can't do anything, other people go to school, study, play, make friends, but Nangong Weiran struggles on the verge of death every month.
Suddenly Nangong Weiran understood why he practiced.
"I want to be happy."
"Happy?" Situ Cang looked forward to it.
"Yes. Don't be restrained, don't be powerless, don't be able to resist anymore, and don't lie to yourself that I don't care." Nangong Weiran's eyes became brighter and brighter, and suddenly he looked at Situ Cang.
i) Brother Bi, I like you.He no longer deceived himself, he cared about his brother.He Nangong Weiran likes Situ Cang!
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