Lanke Chess Edge

Of course, Ji Yuan knew that Tu Siyan was in the Jade Fox Cave, and the old monk Foyin also knew this. Even Tu Tong and Tu Miao didn’t care whether this kind of remarks deceived Ji Yuan and King Foyin Ming. What they needed was only It's the statement itself.

"My Buddha is merciful, transforming the suffering of the world, Angry-eyed King Kong, eradicating the evil of the world..."

The old monk Foyin silently recited the scriptures and stopped talking, while the attention of the three nine-tailed foxes including Tu Yi mainly stayed on Jiyuan.

Ji Yuan was silent for a long time before shaking his head and chuckling.

"If Tu Siyan is not in the Jade Fox Cave, it seems that this plan will come back without success."

That Tu Miao laughed.

"Mr. Ji also came to see Tu Yi, and the two of you came to my Jade Fox Cave. I'll give you a good reception. How can it be regarded as a return without success."

"Yes, I, Yuhudongtian, have always been friends with Buddhism, and I also have occasional contacts with immortals. The fact that Venerable Foyin and Mr. Ji can come to Yuhudongtian is really bright, and of course they should be entertained."

Saying that, Tu Tong lifted the teapot on the table and stood up to pour tea for Ji Yuan himself, but Ji Yuan pressed a hand on the tea cup, causing Tu Tong to frown slightly and see frost in his eyes. Ji Yuan smiled at her, and immediately smiled.

"Don't you like me pouring tea for you, sir?"

Ji Yuan shook his head, glanced at Tu Yi, and glanced at a female fox who was standing not far behind him.

"Although this flower tea is delicious, Ji has already had enough tea, and he must have a good chat with fellow Taoist Tu Yi when he comes to Yuhu Dongtian today, but Ji prefers wine to tea. I wonder if Yuhu Dongtian is any better. liquor?"

"liquor?"

Tu Tong was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously glanced at the old monk Foyin, who opened his eyes and smiled.

"Don't worry about Lao Na, Lao Na can just sit in meditation, neither drinking nor tea."

Tu Miao patted his palms lightly, got up and said with a smile.

"Hahahaha, it's better to meet you if you're famous. Mr. Ji is really free and easy, and he has drinks. I have a lot of fine wines in my collection, all of which are in my residence. Mr. Ji, please wait for a while. I'll go and pick it up and return..."

Tu Miao had already stood up from his seat while he was talking, but he turned and took two steps away, then looked back at Ji Yuan.

"I don't know how much Mr. alcohol is, so I can calculate how much wine to take? Or Mr. Ji has something to hold wine, so I can take some more and fill it up for Mr.

Ji Yuan's eyes widened as he looked at Tu Miao, then put his hand into his sleeve and took out the white jade Qiandou pot and put it on the table, and then took out the emerald green Qiandou pot that had already drank the ambergris. , This is what Tu Miao said, and Ji Yuan did not force him.

"A person who counts a good wine? Of course, the more the better."

When Tu Miao saw Ji Yuan take out two thousand bucket pots? His face did not change color? .

Sitting opposite Ji Yuan, Tu Tong smiled sweetly and joked.

"Hehe, Mr. Ji is going to use up a lot of Tu Miao's inventory this time? Don't look at his indifferent appearance, but he is actually distressed? Hehehe..."

"Don't tell me you're joking? He has a lot of wine in his possession, so you don't need to feel sorry for him."

Tu Yi also said something at the right time? Then he looked at Ji Yuan.

"Mr. Ji, did you have a sword fight with you? I admire your swordsmanship very much. Come here today to discuss it?"

"Well, talking about swords while drinking? Not bad."

Ji Yuan didn't refuse, and just agreed? And he added the word "Lun Jian" directly, and he didn't seem to mind when he got started.

On the other hand, the old monk Foyin looked around the valley. Because the breath calmed down, the surrounding fox demons got closer again, but he could not feel any connection with Tu Siyan's breath from any fox demon. He knew the plan. Fate must be calculating Tu Siyan's position. The so-called drinking and talking about swords are just pretense.

Therefore, the old monk Foyin said that he was sitting in meditation with his eyes closed. In fact, he was secretly preparing. If Jiyuan calculates where Tu Siyan is located, in the worst case, he may join forces with Jiyuan to kill the evil spirits. .

Although monks are compassionate, on the matter of Tu Siyan, the old monk Foyin quite agrees with the point of view of fate.

On the other side, after escaping for a while, Tu Miao looked back at the valley where Tu Yishu Pavilion was located. Although the fairy light of Jiyuan and the Buddha light of King Foyin Ming had subsided, they were vaguely visible in his eyes. With Tu Tong there, Tu Yi could be considered today. Help, and then don't worry that they will lose sight of the visitor.

After a rush of flying, Tu Miao first went back to get the wine, then hurriedly fled into the distance, relying on the movement of a formation, there was a wooden pavilion in an open space in the center of the forest.

There are wooden floors and no chairs in this room. There are two beautiful women sitting at a low table, one of them is Tu Siyan. At this moment, his clothes are very casual, leaning on the table, Playing with his hair and looking at a chessboard on the table, Ji Yuan, the woman opposite Tu Siyan, actually knew the woman who gave Hu Yun nightmares.

"Hmph, you guys are very leisurely!"

Tu Miao snorted coldly, and stepped into the room one step at a time. His gaze swept across the chessboard on the table, as well as the two women, and paused slightly on the exposed part of Tu Siyan's body.

"Then what else, do you want me to see him?"

Tu Siyan said this, then slowly straightened up, the clothes on his shoulders slipped a lot, and the woman opposite him looked at Tu Miao and asked.

"Well, is he willing to leave?"

Neither of them called Ji Yuan's name directly, not even Mr. Ji, not because they hated Ji Yuan, but because they were careful not to call him by his first name.

"I lied that Tu Siyan was not in the cave, what could he do? He couldn't believe it! As for when he will leave, I don't know for the time being. When I came, I heard vaguely in the air that there was going to be a drink with Tu Yi over there."

"On the sword!"

Tu Siyan's eyes lit up.

"Then you'd better transcribe it, I want to see it too."

The woman on the side also smiled.

"Perhaps you want to make a fuss on the pretext of the sword argument, just be careful."

"Do not worry."

After speaking, Tu Miao turned around and left.

……

It didn't take long for Tu Miao's escape light to land in Tu Yi's courtyard again, and he laughed loudly at the few people at the wooden table.

"Hahahaha, Mr. Ji, the wine has arrived!"

With that said, Tu Miao flicked his sleeves, and altars and pots of fine wine appeared one after another on the grass not far from the table.

Ji Yuan's so-called drinking and talking about swords is not a joke. He immediately stood up and walked to the edge of the wine jar with his sense of smell.

Based on his feeling, Ji Yuan directly took a jar of the best immortal brew, and slapped the mud and led a drink to taste.

"Good wine! Fellow Daoist Tu Yi, he was only a casual swordsman back then, but today is a rare opportunity. Ji will talk about it with fellow Daoist fellow Daoist."

Today's scheming is very different from the introverted one in the past, but Tu Yi's eyes flashed brightly, but he didn't back down and stood up directly.

"Okay, since Mr. Ji has invited you, Yi, you should accompany you and watch the sword!"

whoosh...

Tu Yi stomped his feet lightly and moved his sword fingers, the whole person turned into a white rainbow dot to Ji Fate, the latter also greeted with sword fingers, **** collided, a lingering sword intent rose, and the terrifying sword energy exploded. It spreads all around the valley.

Many fox demons lying all over the valley seemed to feel the long sword running through their bodies at this moment, and many were so frightened that they fell to the ground, and among them, such as Tu Yun, who had a high level of cultivation, even if their scalp was numb and their whole body was covered in goose skin. The pimple erupted, still staring at the open space in front of the tree pavilion.

The two masters are talking about swords, although they are sword fingers, they are like two peerless weapons confronting each other. Sometimes they seem to be watching a violent storm, and sometimes they are like two butterflies dancing gracefully. Sharp...

"Excellent, the magic of swordsmanship between heaven and earth, this should be one of the best!"

The old monk Foyin didn't use swords, but the two sword-discussing discussions in front of him were already a manifestation of "Tao". What kind of weapon or even whether to use a weapon would not affect the mystery of the mind.

The same is true for Tu Tong and Tu Miao. They never take their eyes off Ji Yuan and Tu Yi for a moment. The swordsmanship at this moment is more worth watching than life-and-death fights. The word "Lun" refers to the sword and the Tao.

"Hahahaha, fellow Daoist Tu Yi is really good at swordsmanship."

Ji Yuan fought against Tu Yi with one hand, and with the other, he threw away the jar of wine that he had drunk, and picked up another jar. Tu Yi did not drink, and his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

This is a sword discussion that is extremely beneficial to the observers. Many fox demons surrounding the valley even if their eyes are stinging, they still exert their mana and want to keep watching.

However, although the edge of the sword energy did not penetrate, the influence of the sword energy was too strong. Some fox demons even had their eyes bleeding and had to retreat to a suitable distance to adjust their breath. Many of the remaining fox demons have been strengthening Holding on, there are also demon foxes who try to take notes in their hearts, or want to take shorthand with a pen and paper, but often this is counterproductive, either more painful or blank.

Tu Yi wanted to win, but Ji Yuan was not obsessed with winning or losing. Sometimes he carried the sword with his left hand and the wine jar with his right hand, and sometimes turned it over. The sword was not too short, and the wine was not too little. His stomach was like a bottomless pit, a jar of wine. The wine of the wine is introduced into the mouth by Gulugulu, and it often bottoms out in a moment.

In addition, the three nine-tailed foxes and the old monk Foyin clearly saw that Jiyuan did not use any magic to detoxify the hangover at all, and did not even release a trace of alcohol, so that after talking about the sword for a long time, dozens of jars of wine went down, and Jiyuan's cheeks were slightly flushed. .

"Mr. Ji, you're going to be unstable when you drink like this. How can you argue with me about the sword?"

Tu Yi reminded coldly that he felt that Ji Yuan was despising him.

"Hahaha, fellow Daoist Tu Yi, talking about swords is about talking about swords, not with your mouth, um, except for drinking."

Ji Yuan's laughter somewhat irritated Tu Yi, and he didn't remind Ji Yuan to be careful, his shot was even more swift, and his sword intent was stronger than before.

"Good come!"

Perhaps it was because of drinking that Ji Yuan seemed a little arrogant. He laughed and greeted each other with his sword fingers. The speed and intent of the sword were improved along with Tu Yi, and they were exactly the same.

Tu Yi was startled, calmed down and restrained his extra emotional response, knowing that he should not be careless, but as time passed, Ji Yuan's swordsmanship gradually became unstructured, but the sword intent became more and more powerful.

The movement followed up, pointing the sword to the fingers, alternating the two swords, drawing the swords to fight each other...

Three days have passed, and Tu Yi has already put all his energy into dealing with Ji Yuan's swordsmanship. He is no longer able to calculate Ji Yuan's next move or even his next move as he did at the beginning. He only focuses on the changes in front of him, because Ji Yuan The change in swordsmanship has almost changed from casual to unintentional, because at this moment, the sense of oppression brought by the sword is getting stronger and stronger.

'Am I going to lose! ’

At this moment, Tu Yi's confidence in himself began to waver, and this wavering also made it more difficult to deal with Ji Yuan's swordsmanship.

Tu Tong, Tu Miao, and the old monk Foyin have all seen a clue, and there are few foxes in the periphery of the valley, but they can also faintly feel that the swordsmanship of the immortal is like the change of the world, and the old ancestor of Tu Yi. Huaguang blooms but seems to be following the swordsmanship of the immortals...

"No way... Old Ancestor, it seems like he's going to lose..."

Tu Yun was sitting on the mountain with support~www.NovelMTL.com~ with blood dripping from the corners of her eyes, but her eyes were wide open, full of disbelief.

Three days of swordsmanship was also three days of binge drinking. Ji Yuan was shocked by his swordsmanship at this moment, but his face was already flushed, and he even hiccups occasionally.

"Hiccup~~~ Hahahaha, happy, happy..."

Ji Yuan drew out his sword again and again, and pointed out hundreds of sword fingers in an instant, forcing Tu Yi to retreat again and again.

It was also at this moment that Ji Yuan squinted his eyes and turned around. The leaves and twigs on the surrounding grass all vaguely followed his movement. After taking another sip of the immortal brew, his body stopped and his right hand pointed to the front. , The surrounding fallen leaves were spiraling, turning into a dragon with the sword intent, and pounced on Tu Yi.

This sword made Tu Yisheng, who had just vented his sword intent, feel that he was invincible and unavoidable, and even stimulated the mana that had been suppressed for three days. whole body.

At the moment when the mana was about to be released, Tu Yicai suddenly realized that he had committed a foul. At the moment of panic in his heart, the Sword Intent You Long in front of him suddenly collapsed.

Pieces fell swaying from the sky, returning to silence again. Tu Yi stared blankly at Ji Yuan, who was two feet away, who was swaying with the wine jar.

"Good wine... good sword..."

"boom……"

Ji Yuan fell directly to the ground.

"Mr. Ji!"

Tu Yi immediately appeared in front of Ji Yuan, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. Ji Yuan breathed evenly and looked calm, but he was actually drunk and fell asleep.