Ji Yuan was drunk on the grass, and there was still a vague murmur in his mouth, as if he was laughing or recalling the wine and swordsmanship just now. Even if Tu Yi was so close, he couldn’t hear clearly, and soon all he could hear was Ji Yuan’s breathing.
Tu Tong and Tu Miao also subconsciously stood up the moment Ji Yuan fell, and even the old monk Foyin did the same. They all approached Ji Yuan and saw Ji Yuan one step later than Tu Yi. status.
“This…Mr. Ji, he…”
Hearing Tu Miao’s shocked and confused words, Tu Yi, who was squatting beside Ji Yuan, raised his head and smiled helplessly at the three of them.
“Mr. Ji, he seems drunk.”
“Drunk?”
Tu Tong took a few steps closer and squatted down. He subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch Ji Yuan’s face, but Tu Yi on the side looked at him with a sneer and stopped his hand immediately.
“It’s so good! I want to drink the way Mr. Ji just did without dissipating the smell of alcohol. Even a real immortal would be drunk!”
The old monk Foyin said with a smile, and at the same time he was thinking, maybe Mr. Ji just wanted to get drunk.
Ji Yuan surprised the three nine-tailed fox demons and the old monk Foyin, but his state did not look like he was fake drunk. Since Ji Yuan was drunk, this sword discussion was naturally just It can stop here.
Tu Tong, Tu Miao and the old monk Foyin did not take the initiative to mention the winning or losing of this sword debate. Anyway, Ji Yuan got drunk in the middle of the sword debate, so naturally it cannot be regarded as a win, but you want to say that Ji Yuan was drunk during the sword debate. The relationship is familiar, I’m afraid even Tu Yi won’t agree.
“Mr. Ji is drunk, but we can’t let him sleep on the ground, right?”
Tu Tong, who was squatting half-crouched with his collarbone slightly exposed, smiled and said this to Tu Yi, who nodded lightly.
“Although my tree pavilion is a bit crude, I think Mr. Ji won’t dislike it. Let Mr. Ji rest on the couch in my study.”
Before anyone else could say anything, Tu Yi raised one of Ji Yuan’s hands, put it over his shoulder, and helped Ji Yuan, who was staggering and could hardly walk, towards the tree pavilion. In the outer room connected to the living room In the small room, Ji Yuan was placed on a wooden couch.
After Ji Yuan lay on the wooden couch and turned over comfortably, he continued to sleep deeply in a side-lying position, breathing longer and longer.
Tu Yi stood by the bed and looked at Ji Yuan for a while, recalling Ji Yuan’s last sword blow just now, and interpreting another possibility in his mind.
‘If Ji Yuan is not drunk? If that sword is pointed at me, can I catch it…’
In just a short moment, Tu Yi put himself into the state he was in just now and thought about many possibilities? But in the end, he was not sure that he could block the sword? Maybe at that moment he would really burst out with magic power…
Looking at Ji Yuan again, Tu Yicai turned around and left. In fact, just now, he even suspected that Ji Yuan was pretending to be drunk to save his face. But everyone later saw that Ji Yuan was drunk, so he couldn’t be fake.
When Tu Yi came out of the tree pavilion, Tu Miao had already raised his glass to toast him.
“Brother Tu Yi, these three days of sword discussion are really wonderful and brilliant, reflecting the ancient and modern times. Although I don’t use the sword, I have benefited a lot from watching it. Even though I haven’t drank, I am as drunk as Mr. Ji!”
“It’s really mysterious, it’s really hard to believe!”
Tu Tong also complimented? Then he looked in the direction of the tree pavilion and asked one more question.
“Mr. Ji fell asleep? How long do you think it will take for him to wake up?”
“I don’t think it will take long.”
Tu Yi replied, sat back at the wooden table, poured himself a glass of wine and drank it in one gulp, recalling the previous sword discussion in his mind.
The other people didn’t say much anymore. They all sat down at the table. The old monk Foyin closed his eyes and sat in meditation. Tu Tong also closed his eyes slightly. Tu Yi drank alone, while Tu Miao took out a stack of white wine. paper, pick up the pen and keep writing something.
Everyone was in the process of comprehending the three days of sword discussions. The one who benefited the most was naturally Tu Yi, who was also discussing with Ji Yuan. He actually didn’t like drinking, but because Ji Yuan drank so hard, he suffered a huge blow. Shocked, I also tried drinking alcohol to take in the feeling of Ji Yuan, but unfortunately I didn’t get it.
While Tu Yi was drinking, he glanced at Tu Miao and saw that although he was writing and drawing, even though he was a nine-tailed Taoxing, if he didn’t understand the sword, he didn’t understand the sword. What he wrote on the white paper only had a third of the true meaning. It’s still a boost from dragging this precious piece of paper.
But no matter what, being able to leave a third of the true meaning on paper is considered a profound Taoist practice.
Compared to the four people at the table, the fox demons nearby, including Tu Sisi, were being cared for during the process, but their hearts were still beating very fast until this moment, and their minds were filled with the first place in the sword debate between the two. Sun’s figure, they are close to the water, but because they are protected by the nine-tailed fox and the old monk Foyin, although they are not harmed by the sword and can see the whole process relatively easily, they get more benefits than the foxes in the surrounding valleys. limited.
Across the valley, most of the foxes were already unconscious, and many were adjusting their own breathing. However, Tu Yun and a few of the more powerful fox demons either relied on their protective treasures or their Taoism to hold on and watch the whole process. .
Tu Yun tightly clutched a God-protecting orb on her chest, which not only protected her soul, but also nourished her originally fragmented soul.
At this time, Tu Yun, like some of the fox monsters around him, was still in shock about the sword. Tu Yi’s ancestor’s swordsmanship was superb, and the swordsmanship of Zhenxian Jiyuan was also beautiful. It was even better to watch the movement of the heaven and the earth. It seems more attractive…
“Phew…it’s finally over, our ancestors won!”
“Yes, I won’t be able to hold on any longer!” “Well, me too, fortunately my ancestor won!”
“Yes, I was really afraid that ancestor Tu Yi would lose just now!”
Tu Yun looked at the fox demons around him and murmured.
“It should be considered a tie at most…”
Tu Yun originally hated Ji Yuan with all his heart, but at this moment, he suddenly understood what his ancestor had said to him. He was just an ant, so what ability and qualifications did he have to hate Ji Yuan?
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Outside the tree pavilion in the valley, Tu Tong, Tu Miao, Tu Yi and the old monk Foyin each understood the truth. In the pavilion with lush branches and leaves, Ji Yuan slept peacefully and lay on Tu Yi’s wooden couch.
Ji Yuan was indeed drunk. This may be the first time Ji Yuan has been so drunk since he came to this world, but he was comfortable, comfortable, cool, and just in time.
Before Ji Yuan fell down, he was actually drunk. The last sword strike was simply a sword show in a drunken dream. It was also in that drunken dream that the sword was struck. As Ji Yuan expected, he was intoxicated. At the moment of sleep, between a dream and a dream, the perception of “Dream in the Clouds” reached its peak. At this moment, he locked on the location of the heavenly book, and could even detect the aura next to the book.
The four people outside and the foxes in the valley were all intoxicated by Ji Yuan and Tu Yi’s three-day sword discussion, but Ji Yuan, who was lying drunk and breathing evenly, sat up at this moment.
No, Ji Yuan is still drunk, because Ji Yuan is still asleep on the bed, and Dao Yun’s breath remains unchanged.
But at this moment, Ji Yuan did stand up again, in Ji Yuan’s dream!
This is the weirdest time Ji Yuan has used the art of dream walking since he realized it. It really seemed like he was dreaming, and he seemed a little dazed, but he had not sobered up in the dream, so he was still swaying after standing up. shake.
“Hehehe, hehehehe…I’m drunk…”
Ji Yuan covered his forehead and looked back. Everything in his sight seemed to be spinning. Ji Yuan on the bed seemed to be snoring weakly.
Ji Yuan smiled and pointed to the bed.
“No, you are drunk, I am not drunk, hahahaha…”
During the shaking, Ji Yuan walked out of the tree pavilion and saw the states of the three nine-tailed foxes and the old monk Foyin sitting in meditation like a clay sculpture. However, the four of them seemed unaware of Ji Yuan’s arrival. , Ji Yuan knew that if he didn’t show attacks or other bad thoughts to them, they shouldn’t be able to notice him.
Ji Yuan staggered past the wooden table and took a few more glances at the pile of wine jars. The wine jars filled up half of the valley, but nine of the ten jars were empty. This showed how much he had drunk before. Drinking is so enjoyable.
Ji Yuan’s steps may seem unsteady, but there is a charm in the swaying. He steps on the lake in the valley, just like taking small steps on the waves, and then his body sways, like clouds and smoke in the stream of light, crossing the lake and stepping on it little by little. Peaks, mountains…
The speed doesn’t seem to be fast, but it also seems to be endlessly fast.
When passing by Tu Yun, Ji Yuan took another look. In terms of aura, the fox was indeed more pleasing to the eye than before. Then he stepped out of the valley and walked away.
No flying, no changing, no moving…
Ji Yuan’s steps were always a little sloppy, but he could walk an exaggerated distance with one step. Maybe it took a long time, or maybe it was just a moment. Ji Yuan himself couldn’t tell clearly. In short, his body shook again and stabilized. When he was staying, he rubbed his forehead and raised his head, and saw two women sitting at the chess table in the hall of a wooden building. One of them was Tu Siyan.
“Hahahahahaha…here it is!”
Ji Yuan staggered a few steps closer, thought for a moment, put one hand behind his back, and showed the sword finger with the other hand. He could vaguely feel the ubiquitous sword intention of the Ivy Sword.
“Hey, the sword that Tu Yi can’t see is given to you!”
After saying this, Ji Yuan’s figure swayed, and he pointed his sword forward casually.
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At this moment, all the illusions around him twisted and spun, turning into dragons and rising up. At this moment, the infinite sword intention came out from the sword and passed through Tu Siyan’s forehead…
In front of the wooden building, another woman dropped the sunspot in her hand on a corner.
“It’s your turn.”
But Tu Siyan didn’t respond. She seemed to be asleep as she lay lazily at the table.
“It’s your turn!”
The woman yelled again, but Tu Siyan still had no reaction. She frowned, and when she was about to say something, she suddenly froze for a moment, and then her face changed drastically.
The demonic energy on Tu Siyan’s body, the spiritual energy surrounding him, and the essence of his soul were actually faintly leaking out.
“What’s wrong with you, you…”
The woman stretched out her hand to lift Tu Siyan’s head, and her pupils shrank.
Tu Siyan seemed to still have most of his energy and energy, and it seemed that his soul was still there, but like ceramics that were cracked, all the energy was irreversibly dissipated.
In such a moment, Tu Siyan’s energy and spirit completely collapsed, dissipated at an unimaginable and unresponsive speed, and completely turned into a corpse.
Shocked! At a loss! fear!
Dead! died! died! Tu Siyan is dead! In front of himself, he died inexplicably!
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