Yuyuanxuan lives up to its name. When you walk in, you will see a wide courtyard decorated with jade stones of various colors.
In other words, it is holy jade, divine jade.
These jade stones have not been carved by skilled craftsmen, but just like this, they enhance the appreciation of natural beauty.
There is no greater skill than this.
Walking in this courtyard, Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but sigh. No wonder the two holy kings guarding it said that this manor only receives gods.
He indeed has the confidence to receive the gods.
It's just that the Yuyuan Pavilion is full of divine patterns and dao locks. If the holy monks don't know the correct route, they will undoubtedly enter a deadly place when they come here.
The water in the artificial lake is rippling with blue waves and mist.
On the water surface, strange flowers and plants float.
In the center of the lake, there is a 100-meter-high fairy mountain island.
Next to the lake is a purple bamboo forest that exudes holy light, swaying in the wind and casting purple light rain.
Zhang Ruochen stepped onto the stone bridge on the artificial lake. The stone bridge was arched, and the highest point was twenty meters above the water. Just as he reached the top of the stone bridge, a voice sounded from the other side of the lake: "You can stop!"
Zhang Ruochen stopped and looked towards an ancient pavilion by the lake in the distance.
In the pavilion, the curtains were swaying, and a figure in green clothes with broad shoulders and a broad body was looming, drinking alone.
"How did you find this place?" the man in the pavilion asked.
Zhang Ruochen said: "At that time, Shi Ying, Qing Xuan, Ailian Jun, Liu Qingcheng, Wuma Jiuxing, and the five gods were in that star field. They were able to hide it from them, kill Meng Sheng, and take away the skull ring.
You must be a great god of the Stone Clan to do it. Moreover, you must be a very powerful god."
"There are so many powerful Stone Clan gods. Apart from you, I really can't think of anyone else who would appear in the starry sky where the Goddess Twelve Houses are."
"Right, God of Desolation?"
"rustle!"
The wind from the lake blew away the curtains in the pavilion completely.
The green figure was still drinking alone and said: "You still haven't answered my question. You have to understand that there are not many monks in the world who can find my exact location with a stream of stone energy. And you are obviously not one of them.
one."
Zhang Ruochen said: "Why are you so sure?"
The cyan figure finally couldn't help but turned around and glanced at him.
He could see Zhang Ruochen.
Unfortunately, Zhang Ruochen couldn't see his appearance clearly and could only see a vague outline.
He seemed to have drank a lot, and there was a hint of drunkenness in his words. He shook his head and said, "No wonder you dare to find this place. It turns out that your life is short and you are already a dying person."
Zhang Ruochen said: "Actually, even if I am still young and have a long life, I will come and I will not be frightened by the word "Huangtian".
"Oh, is it so?"
The cyan figure seemed to finally have some interest in him and put down the wine cauldron.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Because I am really curious. The great God of Huangtian dares to admit that he cut off the sacred tree of Kunlun Realm, and he dares to admit that he killed his master, the ancient Buddha of Yuanxu. Why did he kill a Meng Sheng and take a ring?
, but don’t dare to let others know?”
The cyan figure in the pavilion was completely still.
But this stillness seemed to contain thunderous power, which made Yu Yao, the owner of this manor who came after hearing the news, stop at the door, not daring to break in at this time.
Yu Yao's beautiful eyes were fixed on the old figure standing at the top of the stone bridge. He really didn't understand why anyone in the world dared to speak to Huang Tian in such a tone.
Zhang Ruochen is truly fearless.
Anyway, there is only a trace of the fire of life left, and it may be extinguished like a candle in the wind in the next moment.
After a long time, the green figure said: "You don't look like an old man who is dying."
"How can there be any old people in the world? A hundred years old is considered an old man? A thousand years old is considered an old man? Or a thousand years old is considered an old man? In fact, I never want to be an old man, but people will grow old eventually. There will be times when they can't move, their blood is not warm, and their strength is exhausted.
That day." At the end of Zhang Ruochen's words, his aura had dropped, and he became a little more twilight.
The green figure said: "So, you came here just to ask me this question?"
"Although I am extremely curious about this question, I am even more curious about you. So, I think I must come and meet you!" Zhang Ruochen said.
The green figure said: "Now that I have seen it, what do you think?"
"You can't see clearly enough." Zhang Ruochen said.
The green figure said: "Then do you want to enter this pavilion to get closer and see more clearly?"
"You simply refuse me to enter the pavilion and don't want me to see you clearly at this moment. Why do you ask such a unnecessary question?" Zhang Ruochen said.
The cyan figure said: "It's not unnecessary, I sincerely invite you. Because if you can guess my identity and find me here, you are qualified to sit across from me. But...see me at this moment
After you look like that, I will kill you. That’s all!”
"For you, isn't it a relief? Living half-dead like this is actually more uncomfortable, right?"
"Now, let me ask again, do you want to enter the pavilion?"
This is a reminder!
Whether Zhang Ruochen goes or not, he will die.
Not going means that he is afraid of death.
The more he fears death, the more Huang Tian wants to kill him.
Because, the question that Zhang Ruochen asked earlier clearly revealed the secret in Huangtian's heart that he most didn't want to talk to anyone.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Do you think it's that important what a person looks like? Of course, if the White Queen is sitting in the pavilion, even though my life span is exhausted, I still can't help but take a look before I die.
Look how beautiful she is. But, I’m really not interested in your appearance, God of Desolation.”
"What I can't see clearly is not your appearance, but you as a person."
"In my imagination, you Huangtian should be a decisive and decisive person, but what I see now is just an alcoholic drinking alone. You said that I don't look like an old man. I look at you, but you look like an old man.
He is an old man."
Zhang Ruochen was already prepared to be killed by the wild sky at any time, so he was not polite at all.
Whatever is on your mind, say it.
But the cyan figure was surprisingly calm and said: "Are you drinking?"
"Drink!" Zhang Ruochen said.
The green figure said: "Drinking will kill people."
"Then it depends on what kind of wine it is?" Zhang Ruochen said.
"Bang!"
The green figure waved his arm, and a bronze wine cauldron placed in the pavilion flew up and hit Zhang Ruochen on the stone bridge.
Zhang Ruochen grabbed the wine cauldron, but did not sense that the power of a great god was erupting from the cauldron.
The wine tripod is about one foot high, but it is not light.
It's not like it's wine, it's like it's a mountain.
Over the years, Zhang Ruochen and the drunkard drank a lot of mundane wine. However, after taking a sip of the bronze cauldron, he knew that this was the real spirit of the gods. His body was originally old and numb, because of the smell of alcohol, it seemed to be on fire.
stand up.
"What a strong wine." Zhang Ruochen said.
The green figure said: "Strong wine is like poison! This wine is called Between Life and Death. Do you think it can drink you to death?"
"Maybe!"
Zhang Ruochen lay down on the stone bridge, picked up the wine cauldron, and poured it into his mouth, not caring whether he would drink to death.
I don't know how much he drank, but Zhang Ruochen felt like there was a burning fire in his body. He didn't feel any comfort. The pain was excruciating, and it penetrated into his bones.
However, this feeling made him happy, and made him truly feel that he was a monk and a god, not the old man Zhang at the Linxing Inn.
Zhang Ruochen held the wine tripod and looked up at the sky. He was already a little drunk. Chi Yao's figure seemed to be hanging in the sky. He could touch it when he raised his hand.
In this life, there are countless moments when it is difficult to make choices and decisions.
Passing on Chi Yao and giving up everything was the most difficult decision of all for Zhang Ruochen, but he did not regret it at all. Because he knew that Chi Yao would definitely fulfill his wishes and accomplish what he wanted to do. In this way
That’s enough!
The green figure said: "You are crying!"
"The wine is too strong," Zhang Ruochen said.
The green figure said: "Now that you have drunk this wine, I will answer your question. Aren't you curious why I am drinking alone here like an old man?"
"Because I am not a stone. I have blood and life. When I decided not to be a stone anymore, I already knew that I would have emotions, melancholy, sadness, and confusion in the future."
"Drinking alone is not to numb yourself, but to calm down and think when you are alone, and to get out of confusion. Wine can be intoxicating and can kill people, but for me, it is always reminding me that I
I am not a stone, I have life."
"You should understand that people will always be influenced by emotions and become confused and distressed. Then, they will use their reason to get out of the confusion and suddenly become enlightened. Every time you are confused, it is a precipitation. Every time you get out of confusion, you will be enlightened.
You have become stronger. I hope you will have the opportunity to become even stronger!"
Yuyao walked into Yuyuanxuan, dressed in white like a painting, as misty as the moon, and stepped onto the stone bridge step by step, saying: "I have never seen you speak so many words, let alone you, confiding your true feelings to one person.
Today, you are really drunk! You said you didn’t want to numb yourself by drinking alone, but aren’t you just numbing yourself by saying this?”
In the distant pavilion, a green figure stood up and said: "If it were anyone else, I really wouldn't have to talk so much."
Yu Yao lowered his head and looked at the drunk old man with white hair and said, "Do you know him? Who is he?"
"He could guess who I was, but after a few words, I also guessed who he was, even though I had never met him."
The cyan figure walked onto the stone bridge and passed by Yu Yao. Without even a moment's pause, only his back was facing her, saying: "In the next period of time, he will definitely stay in Xinghuantian, let him live there."
Let’s stay here at Yuyuanxuan!”
"But didn't you say that no monks would be allowed to live here?" Yu Yao said.
"He can, at least temporarily."
The green figure had already walked out of Jade Yuanxuan, and the last voice floated back from an unknown distance away: "If he wants the skull ring, let him think about it clearly and come to Mishan Tianzun Lake to find me. There, you are not allowed to