The dust and wine marks on the clothes are mixed with dust, and the souls are lost everywhere when traveling.

This body is the end of the poet's life? Riding a donkey into the sword gate in the drizzle.

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The duel between Song Que and Xi Ying was not held in public. They were not performing exhibition matches, but real life-and-death battles. This is also the reason why the Yin Gui Sect came to Xi Ying to challenge Song Que.

This is a duel that concerns the fate of Bashu, the situation in Jiangnan, and even affects the general trend of the world. Xi Ying stood at the crossroads of his life. If he successfully fought against Song Que, he would become the greatest glory of the Holy Sect. If he failed, he could only serve as a laughing stock and become a topic of conversation for others after dinner.

This is reality. Success, success, defeat, and defeat, has always been like this.

At this moment, Shi Zhixuan came to Chengdu City.

It was still Sanhua Tower, and Wanwan did not come with her. The grudges between Yingui Sect and Shi Zhixuan were too complicated. She didn't want to meet with the evil king at this time. An Long stood quietly beside him. Shi Zhixuan dressed in a literati stood in front of the window, silently looking at Chengdu in the night.

If Shi Zhixuan, 18 years ago, was a passionate painter, and was eager to describe his ideas on this huge curtain in the world, then Shi Zhixuan is now a melancholy poet, using the power of silence to write the rhetoric of this world.

He has a dark temperament!

This was my first impression when I saw this back. Then he turned around and showed a gentle smile. This smile looked very similar to eighteen years ago, and it seemed to be so gentle. However, there was no warmth in those eyes, and there was a heartbreaking vicissitudes.

"It's been a long time!" he said lightly.

"Well, are you doing well over the years?" I didn't know how to speak.

"Xiao An, we have something to say, you go out first." Shi Zhixuan said calmly.

His words are light and steady, and powerful, which is a kind of force that oppresses people's hearts.

"Okay, Brother Shi." An Long said as he walked out of the door and closed the door carefully.

"I remember that in an ancient temple outside Daxing City 18 years ago, Yuan Zhenren saw you criticized six words: Killing stars appear, and the world is in chaos." Shi Zhixuan sat down slowly, picked up the wine glass on the table, and said in a steady tone, "At that time, you said you were from Wagang Village, Xingyang County. Wagang was just a small village at that time. Who would have thought that the Wagang Army would become the leader of the rebel army more than ten years later?"

"Now all Wagang has died." I sighed.

"That night happened to be Li Yuan's family living in the temple. Mrs. Dou gave birth to a child late at night. Master Yuan thought it was Ziweixing's reincarnation, which was supposed to be the second son of the Li family. It was the current King of Qin Li Shimin." Shi Zhixuan recalled, "I have been thinking about that night over the years. The night that indicates the arrival of the future emperors, and I am afraid that the mystery of it is only known by Yuan Zhenren himself."

"Yuan Tiangang is indeed a scholar. Judging from the current situation, the Li Tang Dynasty is domineering, and Li Shimin is also a talented and stubborn figure, and he looks like an emperor." I agreed.

"But Master Yuan whispered in the end. That sentence made me think for a long time, and finally I can only sigh that God's will is unpredictable!" Shi Zhixuan sighed, "I have been paying attention to the movements of the Li family over the years. I have contacted the third son of the Li family as Pei Ju. Li Jiancheng is calm and restrained and is a person who does big things. Li Shimin is a broad-minded person who can start a business and keep a business. Li Yuanji is a fierce general who fights for the battlefield. Even the Miss Li family is a rare strategist. Li Tang's success is by no means a lucky chance."

"Oh, then you are not optimistic about the unification of the Holy Gate this time?" I doubted.

"Not necessarily. I'm just thinking about how to cut off its path to dominance with such a prosperous talent, such a superior geographical situation, and such a perfect opportunity?" Shi Zhixuan thought, "In the end, I thought of the six words that Master Yuan gave you."

"Uh, what does this matter?" I said in panic.

"I don't know either, so I said that God's will is unpredictable." Shi Zhixuan smiled and said, "Okay, the main thing is over. I want to know why you suddenly disappeared eighteen years ago?"

"It may be better for Qingxuan to tell you this!" I said carefully.

If I tell him the truth, he has two daughters, one of whom was taken away by Jingzhai, and later became Jingzhai's signature and followed Bi Xiuxin's old path...

What if he was stimulated to kill me immediately?

"Oh, does Qingxuan know everything?" Shi Zhixuan hesitated.

"Well, this is your family matter. I just helped a little bit of help within my ability." I said modestly, "You might as well go back to the Youlin Xiaozhu to have a look!"

"Yes, I haven't been back for several years." Shi Zhixuan sighed, "By the way, where has that Miss Axue been?"

"She..." I said a little disappointed, "She went back to Jingzhai."

"That's a pity. I was able to chat with her back then. She seemed to know what I thought. Over the years, I have had some new ideas in martial arts and I really want to communicate with her." Shi Zhixuan said regretfully, "It's still Jingzhai. Just like Xiuxin and I used to, she also understands my thoughts."

It is difficult for me to communicate with Shi Zhixuan like this. He seems to be immersed in the past and seems to be in a very far place. In short, it gives people a erratic feeling. It is difficult for me to find the atmosphere of chatting with him casually eighteen years ago. Maybe both of us have changed, which makes this conversation much dull, and in the end it has to be speechless.

"Brother Shi, the news from Duzun Castle." An Long pushed open the door and said anxiously, "Song Quesheng, Xi Ying's whereabouts are unknown."

"The result was nothing unexpected." Shi Zhixuan said softly, "I want to go home tomorrow, you can arrange it!"

Following An Long out, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. This feeling of depression made me feel nervous and I was almost running away.

"Isn't it very uncomfortable?" An Long smiled bitterly, "Brother Shi has changed a lot compared to 18 years ago. We used to respect him, but now we are afraid of him."

"This may be the temperament of a hero!" I guessed.

"Maybe!" An Long said disapprovingly, "What's wrong with you and the Yingui Sect? You have often seen you and that girl from the Yingui Sect be with you these days."

"I said she is my guardian." I defended me, "The holy sect will be unified, so don't care about the disputes between these sects."

"Well, let You Niaoer fall into the Internet cafe!" An Long chuckled, then patted my shoulder gently, "It's so funny. The Evil Emperor actually needs a guardian. I really don't know what you are planning. If you don't have martial arts now, I believe it."

"Haha, fortunately, you didn't use your hands just now, otherwise you would have suffered internal injuries." I smiled silently.

"Is there such a magical technique?" An Long said curiously.

"Don't try it, my guardian is here." I chuckled.

Looking at Wanwan in white clothes not far away, my heart was relieved. It was better to have a bodyguard. It seemed that these people from the Holy Sect began to test my quality.
Chapter completed!