Chen Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly. To Mi Zhisen, he was like a passer-by. "I came here in style and left in style! The world is carefree. Even if I go to the fairy world, I can follow my heart."
Chen Xuan's expression was full of joy, but his heart was extremely calm. With one sword and one pot of wine, he was flying in the wind, his white robe fluttering in the air, looking very proud of himself.
At this time, his heart was very relaxed, just like the feeling of soaking in a medicinal spring a long time ago. But Chen Xuan's eyes were looking away from the world, and his eyes were wrapped around the entire foot.
Not long after, he returned to the Ulan Empire. It had been more than three years since he left here! However, in just three years, Chen Xuan had already transformed from a boy with a sixth-level Taoist master to a fifth-level Taoist master.
Strong.
However, Chengcheng County did not feel complacent at all at this time. There was only calmness in his eyes. Underneath the calmness, there was a faint depressive look that finally came back. Snow Mountain Sect, let's go and see! Chen Xuan muttered secretly in his heart.
I don’t know how the situation on the mainland has changed in the past three years. The Forest of Secrets is simply an isolated paradise, and almost no news about Daoxin Continent can be spread there.
And that is why it is so pure without worldly interference. It is also conducive to Chen Xuan's cultivation. However, if you want to know about the changes in Daoxin Continent in the past three years, you don't need to go to any high-end place.
You only need to go to some wine shops, where there are countless scholars generously expressing their inner ambitions and analyzing the current situation. It seems that these are the only values in their minds.
The speaker is not guilty. These large sects will naturally not condescend to care about these people. And the common people in Daoxin Continent also need some entertainment after dinner, so naturally they have a place for these people to survive.
Chen Xuan walked into a wine shop, and his eyes were filled with the image of an endless stream of people. Not bad! The economic situation of the Ulan Empire seems to have become much more stable in the past few years, but such an economy must have left behind the two tigers and one mountain.
Situation. What does it mean to have two tigers and one mountain?
Previously, the Snow Mountain Sect and the Qinghu Sect were both gangs belonging to the Ulan Empire, and the private fight between the two gangs was very intense. It was almost either you or me who died. Of course, it was the common people who suffered when the gods fought. Chen Xuan secretly guessed in his heart.
.
Could it be said that this situation has been broken? Chen Xuan had an ominous premonition in his heart. If it were broken, Qinghu Sect would probably be weaker than Xiafeng. Because Qinghu Sect is even weaker than Snow Mountain Sect.
a bit.
It's just that the sect leader of the Snow Mountain Sect was busy with internal fighting in the past few years and had no time to take care of the Qinghu Sect. However, in recent years, the Snow Mountain Sect has been very stable. Helan Chong has rivers and rivers to help, and the situation is much better than before.
Coupled with the previous killings of Helan Heng and Helan Yu'er of the Snow Mountain Sect, the internal enemies have basically been eliminated. Could it be that the Snow Mountain Sect has given the Qinghu Gate to Chen Xuan? The more he thought about it, the more panicked he became, not because
The Qinghu Sect is panicking. But Ziyi! Could it be that the Ninth Elder’s incident has caused the Qinghu Sect to be destroyed?
Even though Chen Xuan had such a calm mind, he couldn't help but panic at this moment. Chen Xuan's brows were furrowed, and a cold feeling spread in the atmosphere.
The guests coming and going seemed to be falling into an ice cellar at this time. Fortunately, it was summer. Otherwise, I am afraid that these guests would have left first and then died.
Calm down, calm down first! Chen Xuan told himself secretly, although at this time Chen Xuan felt as if his heart was being scratched severely by a wild cat.
But his face was still blowing like a warm spring breeze. This was Chen Xuan's outer skin. Only a skin as gentle as jade could prevent Chen Xuan from being noticed so quickly.
"The waiter will bring you a bottle of wine."
Chen Xuan's voice sounded very cheerful, as cool as a knight's. The waiter was naturally used to such knights from all over the world, so he paused and answered.
"Do you want a bartender?" The waiter's voice sounded very kind, like a benevolent businessman. When Chen Xuan heard this, he naturally understood what he meant. It seems that these wine shops really have those so-called bartenders.
.And the wine chaperon is the kind of scholar who just makes inquiries, just like a cross talker, just chatting and drinking with the guests while they are drinking.
"Yeah!" Chen Xuan smiled, as if that feminine face was like Yang Chunsan's.
The pear blossoms of the moon are like normal.
"Okay, sir, wait a minute." The waiter nodded towards Chen Xuan and took a look at Chen Xuan. Chen Xuan was now wearing a white robe and a blue sword, just like a young monk.
And such monks are more likely to be geniuses from those big sects, who were sent to put down the mountain to gain experience. The waiter felt a little in his heart, he couldn't afford to offend such a person.
He didn't dare to neglect, and soon sent a storyteller to Chen Xuan with a jug of wine. Chen Xuan didn't put on any airs, but smiled lightly and told him to sit down.
But Chen Xuan's eyes were calm and calm, which made the storyteller secretly frightened. He is such a young and promising monk, he must be extraordinary. "Sir, what do you want to ask?"
When the bartender was speaking in plain language, he stood up and calmly said something to Chen Xuan. Chen Xuan smiled and returned a salute to him. Every move showed everyone's style.
"Do you know about the Qinghu Sect and the Snow Mountain Sect?" Chen Xuan was not too polite after returning the gift, but once again asked the wine companion to take his seat. He poured a glass of fine wine for him and himself, and then began to become normal.
"Sir!" The bartender seemed to suddenly panic, and his face turned extremely pale. His lips were twitching slightly. Chen Xuan's eyes remained calm as usual.
"Don't be nervous! I went down there to practice in seclusion for a while, so I don't know anything about the world!" Chen Xuan smiled and continued. The guest's expression relaxed slightly, and he nodded as if he was suddenly enlightened.
"Young master, I don't know. The Snow Mountain Sect doesn't allow us to discuss these things!" The wine companion lowered his voice and spoke slowly to Chen Xuan, as if he was extremely conflicted in his heart.
Chen Xuan's heart suddenly tightened! Snow Mountain Sect! It seems that what was supposed to happen has already happened! Qinghu Sect was actually destroyed by Snow Mountain Sect! I just don't know what happened to Ziyi.
Chen Xuan felt a little uncomfortable, and a feeling of disappointment and nervousness spread from Chen Xuan's mind to the soles of his feet. Chen Xuan felt as if his whole body was getting cold. But the only straw in his heart told him that something might have happened to Ziyi!
She knew! She knew that there was something wrong with the Ninth Elder, and she even knew that the Ninth Elder wanted to kill her. What if she was prepared in advance? Chen Xuan thought to himself. But because of this, he became more and more nervous.
"Then what happened?"
Chen Xuan asked in more detail. His eyes were full of calmness. It seemed that this calmness could help him suppress his fear and nervousness.
"Alas." The waiter's eyes were filled with unbearable looks, and Chen Xuan's heart became even more depressed. He felt as if his heart was about to burst out of his chest at this moment.
Chen Xuan narrowed his eyes. There seemed to be some reason why the bartender was speaking so rudely. He touched his pocket and understood something in his heart. It seemed that he had left Daoxin Continent for three years, and Lianheren
I have somewhat forgotten the rules of getting along.
He took off his pocket, took out fifty taels of silver, and put it in front of the guest. The guest's eyes flashed with a glimmer of satisfaction, but he still said no.
"Huh? Isn't it too young?" Chen Xuan frowned and asked lightly. At this time, the wine companion felt that he was surrounded by a chill. The terrifying momentum seemed to be able to bring the wine companion into the ice cellar.
Average.
"Actually, the Snow Mountain Sect does not allow discussion." A trace of embarrassment flashed in the eyes of the wine companion.
"You don't want this money, do you want my long sword to discuss with you?" Chen Xuan's voice became even colder, and his face turned from the initial gentleness to coldness.
The cold glint in his eyes made the guests who were drinking with him feel deeply frightened.
hiss
The bartender took a deep breath. He felt that the boy in front of him was not simple. He seemed to be a monk, and he was not someone he could afford to offend.
"Okay then." The bartender hesitantly put away the fifty taels of silver. Chen Xuan secretly laughed in his heart. Huh! These scholars, who usually criticize current affairs in the wine shop, are so philistine at this time.
"Young Master, let me tell you that those from the Qinghu Sect have either defected to the Snow Mountain Sect or are dead!" Chen Xuan felt a burst of anger in his heart, followed by a burst of pain.
What is dead?
What about his purple clothes? Is he also dead?
"Who has died? Do you know the sect master and the girl in purple?" Chen Xuan asked coldly. At this time, the surrounding temperature was getting lower and lower. It seemed like the cold air under the Nine Netherworld.
"I don't know who died! But the sect master must be dead. He put his head on the city gate for ten days and refused to let go. As for the girl in purple, it seems that she became a toy of the Snow Mountain Sect, and then she couldn't bear the humiliation.
Committed suicide!"
Chen Xuan's heart ached, and the wine glass in his hand was bearing Chen Xuan's endless anger and the power of the earth fire. But Chen Xuan suppressed it with all his strength, and the liquid in the wine glass was shaken from side to side.
But the wine glass was still held in Chen Xuan's hand as firmly as a rock. Chen Xuan's heart felt as if it had been torn into pieces, and tears kept rolling in his eyes.
But just for a moment, Chen Xuan's face returned to calmness again. The drinkers and others would certainly not be able to detect the deep sadness beneath the calmness. "Okay! I know!" Chen Xuan's voice was very suppressed, as if it was hidden.
As if filled with endless anger, he took off his belt bag and threw it on the table.
He yelled at the waiter and the bartender, "Today, all of this will be counted as my drink money and your storytelling fee. You all can leave, no outsiders can come in this private room!"
Chen Xuan's voice still suppressed the last trace of calmness
Then, he was the only one left in the private room with wine. He was like a sad guest, drinking strong wine and recalling every moment between him and Zi Yi.