Chapter 142 The great age is coming
Hearing that Song Luoyun actually wanted to compare with Ning Wuxie, Mo Xin suddenly changed his face, slapped the table and said: "Song Luoyun, don't be rude!"
"This Ning Wuxie made a great contribution in the battle of the Heart Swallowing God Cult to invade Cangyun Prefecture half a year ago and saved half of the people in the city."
"Before, I defeated Li Luobing, who is seventh on the Human Race's Prodigy List!"
"How do you get the confidence to compare with him? You must have some self-esteem!"
Mo Xin's words were vicious, perhaps because he knew that Song Luoyun was thick-skinned and ordinary accusations could not sway him.
But obviously, even these words could not cause any real harm to Song Luoyun. He shook his head and looked unconcerned.
"No, no."
"A gentleman hides his weapon in his body and waits for the time to move. If there is a way in the world, he will see it; if there is no way, he will hide it."
"Your Highness, although I don't rely on my talent to be proud, I still have something in me. What I did before was entirely due to the lack of justice, so I hid in the city to avoid disasters!"
Song Luoyun folded his fan and looked like an expert from outside the world.
"Now, after some deductions, I am sure that the great road is coming, and our era is coming! Therefore, I will no longer keep a low profile!"
Mo Xin curled his lips: "Are you sure it was through deduction and not because you felt a sense of crisis when you saw Ning Wuxie coming?"
"Confirmed!" Song Luoyun nodded firmly, "To be honest, since half a month ago, I have often suffered from heart palpitations and nightmares. When I saw Brother Ning coming today, I suddenly confirmed that what I had speculated at the time Things are about to happen!”
Mo Xin smiled and shook his head, almost speechless at this scoundrel who kept talking about cheating.
But Ning Wuxie, who was sitting next to her, gradually frowned after listening to Song Luoyun's words.
He thought for a moment and asked, "Senior Brother Song, why don't you talk about the situation you predicted?"
Mo Xin's smile suddenly stopped and turned around:
"Ning Wuxie, you don't really believe this guy's nonsense, do you? If he has any ability, can I not tell it in these ten years?"
Song Luoyun laughed twice: "Sure enough, heroes cherish heroes!"
But he looked at Ning Wuxie and Mo Xin, pondered for a moment, and then said: "But what I predicted cannot be said yet."
Mo Xin almost broke the table.
"But, I can give you a general introduction." Song Luoyun changed his topic again and cleared his throat. Suddenly he no longer had a playful and carefree expression, but a serious look on his face, as if he was a different person and said:
"The Age of Mythology is about to restart."
"What do you mean?" Mo Xin and Ning Wuxie were both shocked.
"The great emperor reappears, the divine dragon revives, and the spiritual veins grow wildly," he paused, and then said: "And the extraterrestrial demon."
When they heard the last four words, Mo Xin and Ning Wuxie were stunned, and even the other Mo Xin disciples at the table opened their eyes wide.
"An extraterrestrial demon? An extraterrestrial demon that has disappeared for tens of thousands of years?" Mo Xin's eyes were full of disbelief.
"Are you sure? Do you have a context and reason?"
"Of course it is. As disciples who practice Tianyan, the results we infer are of course reasonable and well-founded." Song Luoyun nodded.
"It's just that, although there is a reason, even I can't understand the reason this time."
Song Luoyun glanced at everyone, stretched out his right index finger and pointed upward.
"The way of heaven." He slowly opened his mouth and slowly spit out these two words.
"Heaven?!" Mo Xin suddenly lost his voice, "What do you mean?"
"Don't say too much, but it seems that the source of everything lies in this Heavenly Dao. The only thing we know now is that we can confirm that there is indeed such a thing as Heavenly Dao."
Song Luoyun shook his head and said.
No one noticed that when Song Luoyun said the word "Tiandao", Ning Wuxie's eyes suddenly trembled.
A trace of surprise suddenly flashed across his brows, and then he quickly suppressed it.
The way of heaven? ! What will happen to Heaven?
Since ancient times, people have believed that the way of heaven is something illusory, which generally refers to the invisible supreme law in the world.
But Song Luoyun now actually said that the way of heaven does exist!
This coincides with Ning Wuxie’s idea! Because the possession of the will of heaven is sitting next to him at the moment!
He glanced at Xuan'er, who was lowering her head and peeling the shrimps on the plate. She had already peeled a large plate full, and the shrimp skins beside her were piled up into a hill.
Noticing Ning Wuxie looking over, she pushed the plate to Ning Wuxie's hand and picked up a piece of peeled shrimp.
"Brother, eat shrimp."
Xuan'er raised the tender shrimp meat to Ning Wuxie's mouth and looked at him eagerly, knowing nothing about the conversation at the banquet.
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After the banquet was over, Mo Xin no longer mentioned driving Song Luoyun away.
She made Song Luoyun swear to give him another chance as long as he pays attention to his image and etiquette every day and doesn't have seizures.
Song Luoyun immediately agreed, and to express his gratitude to Mo Xin, he planned to drink a bottle of wine, but after looking at her eyes, he saluted and bowed.
After all, Ning Wuxie was one of the Twelve Young Masters of Confucianism. If he wanted to officially become an official in the Lanyuan Dynasty, he still had to meet the Demon King Mo Xiang.
This has to be left to Mo Xin, who is still fighting for this opportunity for Ning Wuxie. Mo Xiang didn't like humans at all. After losing Bai Ze, he became even more moody and didn't go to court very much.
So during this period, Ning Wuxie could only live in Mo Xin's house.
The servants cleaned up the side room, which was more in line with the style and aesthetics of a human room than the rooms in Luqiong Mansion.
It was already evening when the banquet broke up. Ning Wuxie asked Xuan'er to sit at the stone table in the small courtyard. He found the servant at the door and asked him to help call Song Luoyun to come and talk.
As soon as he finished talking to his servants, he heard a voice at the door:
"No need, Junior Brother Ning, I came here on my own initiative."
Dressed in white clothes, it was Song Luoyun who floated in.
"Senior Brother Song, I just want to have a good chat with you." Ning Wuxie saluted with his hands in hand. After all, this man was his senior.
"Junior brother Ning, why am I the same?"
Song Luoyun returned the gift, and the two came to the stone table. Xuan'er stood up and gave up her seat sensibly.
"You go back to the house and wait for me first, Xuan'er." Ning Wuxie said, not wanting to have the next discussion in front of Xuan'er.
Xuan'er looked at Ning Wuxie, then at Song Luoyun, and finally returned to the house with an unhappy expression.
Song Luoyun watched Xuan'er return to the house, turned around and asked with a smile: "Taoist companion?"
"Yes." Ning Wuxie nodded.
"good."
The servant brought tea. Song Luoyun held the tea cup with one hand and gently slid his index finger along the edge of the cup.
He actually said "yes", without being surprised or blessing, as if he had known about it for a long time. Such a calm and clear attitude made Ning Wuxie slightly surprised.
The two were silent for a moment, and then Ning Wuxie said:
"Senior Brother Song, do you have anything to ask me?"
"Of course, but I guess you may not be able to answer." Song Luoyun smiled softly and said, "So, you'd better ask me questions first."
Ning Wuxie frowned slightly, this Song Luoyun was really the Riddler.
But I heard him say during the day that he practiced the art of celestial interpretation, which means speculation on world affairs, evolution of celestial secrets, etc.
Maybe this is also some kind of occupational disease.
Since he said this, Ning Wuxie was not polite. He thought for a while and asked:
"Senior Brother Song, why did you choose to come to Lanyuan and pretend to be crazy for ten years?"