Young White Horse: The Drunken Swordsman shocked Little Dongjun at the beginning

Although the effect was good, Nangong Chunshui was not satisfied and continued to mutter.

"Not enough, still not enough... Then break through another realm."

As he said this, he made a gesture to raise his hand.

Everyone was shocked.

Their expressions all changed.

Even the door that had been silent all the time suddenly opened.

An old man with gray hair smoking a dry pipe suddenly raised his foot and walked out, with a solemn face.

However, the old man with gray hair still did not say anything, and puffed on the old pipe.

Among the people present, only Jun Lintian looked indifferent and smiled.

Above the heavenly realm, there is another realm in legend.

It is called [Shenyou Xuanjing].

This realm is mysterious and mysterious, and it can be said to be a real immortal.

Even if the immortals in the sky come to the world, they can be killed.

But there are millions of people in the world, and those who have the talent of heaven are like stars in the sky, but no one has ever seen this realm.

What kind of scene is that?

I am the only one in the world.

Could it be that today they will have the honor to see the mystery of this realm?

Wen Hujiu was in a trance, and a trace of expectation gradually emerged in his eyes.

Wandering in the spirit, the legendary realm.

But can this young man do it?

Wen Hujiu thought with some doubt.

But immediately, Wen Hujiu widened his eyes, as if he had encountered something terrifying.

"The world is boring, and the sky is lonely. Only when the world plays and the immortals travel, can we feel that the world is the most free."

Nangong Chunshui recited word by word leisurely, acting like a refined scholar.

But the sound echoed in the yard, like a Huangzhong Dalu, hitting everyone's heart.

It made the heartbeats of the masters accelerate, and the blood couldn't help boiling.

But the hand that swayed gently with the sound was just raised.

The winter thunder exploded, falling directly into everyone's heart.

Everyone's heart suddenly stopped for a moment, and their eyes were horrified.

But in everyone's eyes, Nangong Chunshui suddenly closed his eyes.

The world suddenly became quiet, and everyone's breathing slowed down, as if they couldn't disturb anyone.

Jun Lintian narrowed his eyes and frowned, and noticed a faint and powerful divine thought flashing by.

He couldn't help but send out his soul to pursue, but the world was vast and there was no direction at all. He could only turn around in the air like a headless fly and return to his body.

"This is what Li Changsheng said about the divine thought breaking the void. If you can't even [break the void], you can only stay on the surface that can be observed by all living beings in the world, and you can't travel in the void, and a thought can travel thousands of miles."

Jun Lintian sighed secretly, the kind of divine soul wandering in the world, the unrestrained and ethereal feeling.

He only felt it for a moment when he broke through the realm of [no rules].

Even though his soul became stronger, he still couldn't find the location of [Taixu].

"I wonder how far Li Changsheng has traveled in this moment, and where he has gone. I am really envious!"

Jun Lintian murmured in his heart, with a smile on his face and a trace of longing in his eyes.

He will set foot in this realm sooner or later.

In the misty sea, where the sea of ​​clouds is lingering, an elegant young man floats on the cloud and falls into the clouds.

There is a looming island below.

Desolate and vast.

A white-haired old man sits in the clouds of the mountains, facing a chessboard.

However, outside the chessboard, no one is playing chess.

There is silence all around, as if the world and everything have quietly tightened their voices.

"Click~"

The elegant young man fell from the sky and landed just opposite, casually leaving a word.

Hearing the sound, the white-haired old man slowly raised his eyes and looked at the elegant young man very calmly.

"We haven't seen each other for decades. Why did you suddenly figure it out, enter a spiritual journey, and come here to enjoy yourself?"

The tone of the white-haired old man was very indifferent, but there was a hint of joy and warmth inexplicably.

As he spoke, the white-haired old man also wrote a word on the chessboard and continued to look at the young man quietly.

"Penglai is in vain to find the road to Yaochi, but I didn't know there is a curtain pavilion in the world. Penglai Island Master, I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you a little recently, so I came to see you."

The elegant young man was Nangong Chunshui.

And this place is thousands of miles away from Xishu Jincheng.

But Nangong Chunshui appeared in an instant.

Nangong Chunshui smiled lightly, raised his hand and waved to the clouds around him, and saw a handsome man under Cangshan Mountain, sitting on the mountain and watching the sea, and the mountain collapsed and did not move.

Nangong Chunshui looked at him with a bright smile, nodded and smiled with satisfaction.

When the white-haired old man heard the other party's words, his eyes finally had some color, and he laughed loudly.

"The two oldest old men in the world should really see each other more often."

"No, no, no..."

Nangong Chunshui waved his hands and shook his head, with a slight smile on his face.

"Look in the mirror, you are an old man, but I am not."

"I am a handsome gentleman, a cool scholar."The white-haired old man was not angry, but the smile in his eyes slowly faded, and he sighed.

"You refused to break the mirror for a hundred years, but today you broke the taboo to come to see me. There must be something important, so don't beat around the bush."

"There are not many people in the world who are as rude, boring and talkative as you."

"I will help if I can. If you feel embarrassed, don't say anything."

Nangong Chunshui spoke softly, smiling.

"I can't hide it from you!"

"Actually, I'm here to say goodbye."

Nangong Chunshui said seriously.

The white-haired old man thought that the other party had figured it out and wanted to go to the four spiritual realms to guard, so he replied.

"The farthest place in the world is Penglai. Where are you going? Come to my Penglai Island to say goodbye."

Nangong Chunshui smiled slightly, with a bright smile.

"I want to go to a woman's heart."

The old man shook his head speechlessly when he heard the words. Since he knew the character of this guy, he shouldn't ask too much.

"I have many disciples, and I like every one of them. If they have the chance to come here one day, how about inviting them to drink a cup of Penglai fairy wine?"

Nangong Chunshui said with a smile.

I think people in the world have never heard of the wine made from the Taoism of the immortals in the sky.

But Nangong Chunshui asked for it just like that.

The old man picked up an exquisite white jade wine glass on the table. In the clear jade cup, a ray of gorgeous breath quietly floated, and the wine was like crystal glass.

Just from the color, it is already fascinating and coveted.

"My wine is a rare treasure under the nine heavens. Not everyone can drink it."

Nangong Chunshui directly took out a large bowl and gently placed it on the table.

"I'm talking about this big cup. Just put it in my account."

The old man looked at the bowl that was bigger than his palm and his face sank.

"You think my wine fell from the sky, why don't you kill your disciples and have you as your master?"

Nangong Chunshui chuckled, "Isn't this wine just fallen from the sky?"

The old man laughed angrily, such a rogue could easily break through the divine wandering, it seems that God is really blind.

"But you are going to say goodbye!"

The old man said in a deep voice, afraid that he could not help but directly blast the other party's divine thoughts.

"So, this debt cannot be paid~" Nangong Chunshui grinned, without any apology.

"Anyway, there are so many bad debts and dead debts in the world, and I don't need this."

The old man's eyelids twitched, and a slight ripple appeared in the calm heart lake for decades.

"It's my bad luck to know you!"

The old man resumed his indifferent tone and spoke indifferently.

But he agreed.