Everyone looked at him: "What are you honoring this time?"
Chu Yan pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "Here's to our unfettered youth with the least worries."
Everyone looked at each other, and there was a hint of smile in their eyes.
Although on the road to immortality in the future, we don’t know who will go further and who will fall behind halfway, but at least for now, everyone has a group of partners who can support each other.
No matter how great the difficulties are, there are always people who can share the joys and sorrows.
No matter how big the trouble is, it can become a long-lasting aftertaste on the road to immortality in the future because of your youth.
"Respect the time!"
"To my friend!"
"Respect the fate!"
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They drank and chatted with each other until the moon hung high in the sky, and everyone said goodbye one by one with drunkenness.
When leaving Yijian Pavilion, Chu Yan's eyes were slightly drunk and hazy.
But as he walked on the mountain road, his eyes gradually became clearer, and the previous drunkenness gradually disappeared.
"Chu Yan, you are troubled." At this time, Yingjun, who was lying on Chu Yan's shoulder, made a soft sound.
Chu Yan turned his head to look at it and said calmly: "I thought you had fallen asleep before."
"I was indeed asleep at the time." Yingjun murmured, "But now I feel energetic. I think your friends are quite nice, and the sect you belong to should be pretty good too. What do you have to worry about?"
Chu Yan smiled but said nothing.
"If you don't tell me, forget it." Yingjun snorted angrily.
Chu Yan pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "I don't know exactly what I'm worried about now, but when your father tells me about the Ten Thousand Demons Burial Ground and the city, I think I will figure it out."
Yingjun let out a disdainful snort: "Then just wait, there may be news in three or four months."
"Okay." Chu Yan nodded.
After that, there was no dialogue between one person and one pig.
Chu Yan walked quickly through the mountains and rivers, and an hour later, he arrived at his mansion.
Originally a piece of white land, now a large mansion has risen from the ground. Although it cannot be said to be luxurious, it shows the charm that a fairy gate should have.
Chu Yan walked around the mansion and nodded secretly.
Yingjun also stood on his shoulders, praising him.
Especially about what the old deacon said about spiritual energy during the day, Yingjun was full of praise.
Compared to human monks, monsters are more sensitive to the aura of heaven and earth, so when they step into this area, their handsome eyes light up.
You know, if the spiritual energy here is rich, it will not only help Chu Yan, but also help his cultivation.
After walking around the mansion, Chu Yan did not enter the house directly, but walked towards the towering rock not far ahead.
The old deacon said that there was the sword washing pool that Tang Liang once used.
Now that you know about such a place, why don't you come and pay homage to it?
At this time, under the moonlight, the rock showed a dark red color, just like a tall bamboo shoot standing on the ground.
The ground around the rock sunk down, forming a pit about the height of an adult, covering an area of about two acres.
Before he even got close, Chu Yan felt an extremely strong smell coming from the rock.
Chu Yan's eyes narrowed, he stopped and observed for a moment, a playful look suddenly appeared on his face.
Although there is grass growing on the ground around the Sword Washing Pond, it is more lush than other places.
But if you observe these green grass carefully, you will find that their tips seem to have been cut off by something sharp.
Every blade of grass is like this!
"Is the Tianyin Star-Shattering Sword powerful?"
Chu Yan pondered for a moment, took a breath, and walked towards the rock.
"Chu Yan, what are you going to do?" A nervous look appeared in Yingjun's eyes at this moment, and he grabbed Chu Yan's shoulders with his limbs and hooves.
Obviously, it also felt the pressure of the sword.
"There's danger there!" Yingjun said in a low voice.
"I know, that's why I want to take a look." Chu Yan said without stopping.
Now that I feel the power of the sword, it would be a waste of opportunity if I don't experience it.
However, Chu Yan did not walk forward rashly.
The Tianyin Broken Star Sword is the sect-protecting treasure of the Broken Star Tower. Not to mention that it fell on his head, Chu Yan probably wouldn't be able to bear it even if he took a look at the sword's light.
Therefore, even with the remaining sword power at this time, Chu Yan still did not dare to be careless.
After walking half a circle around the sword washing pool, Chu Yan stopped and raised a smile on his lips.
On the back of the rock, Chu Yan saw a sword mark from top to bottom.
The sword mark is about three feet long and is imprinted on the rock surface, and the cut is as smooth as a mirror.
At this moment, just facing him head-on, Chu Yan could feel the tearing feeling in the air around him, pressing towards him.
At this moment, his soul seemed to be drawn into the edge of the storm. If he tried to take a step forward, he would be torn into pieces.
At this moment, Yingjun's body was shaking uncontrollably, and he was trembling when he spoke: "I, I'm talking about Chu Yan, then, that old man doesn't want to harm you, right?"
"No." Chu Yan shook his head, "It's a bit forced for you. You go hide behind it and don't face it directly."
"Oh." Yingjun nodded. Suddenly, he seemed to realize something. His eyes widened instantly with an unbelievable look in his eyes, "Chu Yan! What do you want to do?"
"Of course -" Chu Yan smiled and said, "Take it for yourself."
"You're crazy!" Handsome screamed.
"You're crazy if you keep yelling like that." Chu Yan gave it a sideways glance, "Believe it or not, if you yell again, everyone will know tomorrow that a pig demon was blasted by an outer disciple for yelling in the middle of the night.
Killed on the spot."
"You, you are the pig demon!" Seeing Chu Yan trying to take a step forward, Yingjun quickly kicked off his hind legs and hid in the distance like a white light.
It said while running away: "I persuade you with good intentions, huh, forget it if you don't listen, I don't bother to care about you!"
Saying that he didn't care, Yingjun ran behind a big tree dozens of feet away and still poked his head towards Chu Yan.
At this moment, Chu Yan was already walking towards the sword mark step by step.
Just now Chu Yan was fifteen feet away from the sword mark and felt bursts of pressure.
At this time he walked forward a foot.
The pressure around him slowly increased.
"It's acceptable." Chu Yan nodded secretly and continued walking forward.
When he was twelve feet away, Chu Yan saw that the green wood under his feet had not moved, but there was already air current swirling in the air around him, and the tips of his hair were being blown around.
Ten feet away, Chu Yan's eyes narrowed.
In his ears, he could clearly hear the faint sound of wind and thunder in the air around him.
And the source of this sound is exactly that sword mark!
The sound at this moment was like a warning from the sword mark.
It seems to be telling Chu Yan that you have offended me, and if you go any further, I will not be polite!
"It's interesting." Chu Yan stood for a moment ten feet away, then suddenly let out a long laugh and took a big step forward.