Chapter 142 The Great Era Is Coming

Hearing that Song Luoyun actually wanted to compare himself with Ning Wuxie, Mo Xin's face suddenly changed, and he slapped the table and said: "Song Luoyun, don't be rude!"

"This Ning Wuxie made great contributions in the battle of the Heart Devouring Cult in Cangyunzhou half a year ago, saving half of the people in the city."

"Before that, he also defeated Li Luobing, who was ranked seventh on the Human Race's Tianjiao List!"

"Where do you get the confidence to compare with him? Have some self-esteem!"

Mo Xin's words were vicious, perhaps because he knew that Song Luoyun was thick-skinned and ordinary accusations would not move him at all.

But obviously, even these words did not cause any substantial harm to Song Luoyun. He shook his head and looked unconcerned.

"No, no."

"A gentleman hides his talent and waits for the right time to act. If there is a way in the world, he will show himself, and if there is no way, he will hide."

"Your Highness, although I don't think I am talented, I have something. What I did before was completely because there was no way to do it, so I hid in the city to avoid disasters!"

Song Luoyun folded his fan, his expression was like a hermit.

"Now, after some deduction, I am sure that the great way is coming, and the era that belongs to us is coming! Therefore, I will not be low-key anymore!"

Mo Xin curled his lips: "Are you sure that it is after deduction, not because you feel a sense of crisis when you see Ning Wuxie coming?"

"Sure!" Song Luoyun nodded firmly, "To be honest, since half a month ago, I have often had palpitations and nightmares. Today, when I saw Brother Ning coming, I suddenly confirmed that the situation I speculated at the beginning is about to happen!"

Mo Xin smiled and shook his head, and was almost speechless by this rogue who was full of nonsense.

But Ning Wuxie, who was sitting next to her, gradually frowned as he listened to Song Luoyun's words.

He thought for a moment and asked, "Brother Song, why don't you talk about what you predicted?"

Mo Xin's smile suddenly stopped and he turned his head:

"Ning Wuxie, you don't really believe this guy's nonsense, do you? If he has any ability, I can't see it in these ten years?"

Song Luoyun laughed twice: "Sure enough, heroes appreciate heroes!"

But he looked at Ning Wuxie and Mo Xin, pondered for a moment, and said, "But what I predicted, I can't say it now."

Mo Xin almost broke the table.

"But, I can give a macro and general introduction." Song Luoyun changed the subject again and cleared his throat. He suddenly stopped smiling and sloppy, but looked serious, as if he had changed into a different person and said:

"The mythical era is about to restart."

"What do you mean?" Mo Xin and Ning Wuxie were both shocked.

"The emperor reappeared, the dragon revived, and the spirit veins grew wildly," he paused, and then said: "And, the outer 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.

"Outer demon? The outer demon that disappeared for tens of thousands of years?" Mo Xin's eyes were full of disbelief.

"Are you sure? Is there a thread and reason?"

"Of course there is. We disciples who practice the art of heavenly evolution, of course, the results we speculate are reasonable and well-founded." Song Luoyun nodded.

"It's just that, although there is a reason, I can't even understand the reason this time."

Song Luoyun glanced at everyone, stretched out his right index finger, and pointed upwards.

"Heavenly Dao." He slowly opened his mouth and slowly spit out these two words.

"Heavenly Dao?!" Mo Xin suddenly lost his voice, "What do you mean?"

"It's not possible to say more, but it seems that the source of everything is in this Heavenly Dao. Now the only thing we know is that we can be sure 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 Heavenly Dao, Ning Wuxie's eyes suddenly shook.

A trace of astonishment flashed across his eyebrows, and then he quickly suppressed it.

Heavenly Dao? ! What will happen to Heavenly Dao?

Since ancient times, people have believed that Heavenly Dao is something illusory, referring to the invisible supreme law in the world.

But Song Luoyun now actually said that Heavenly Dao does exist!

This coincides with Ning Wuxie's thoughts! Because the incarnation of Heavenly Dao's will is sitting next to him at this moment!

He glanced at Xuan'er, who was lowering her head and peeling the shrimps on the plate. She had already peeled a full plate, and the shrimp skins next to her were piled up into a small mountain.

Noticing Ning Wuxie looking over, she pushed the plate to Ning Wuxie's hand and picked up a peeled shrimp.

"Brother, eat shrimp."

Xuan'er raised the smooth 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, Mo Xin no longer mentioned the matter of driving Song Luoyun away.

She asked Song Luoyun to swear that as long as he paid attention to his image and etiquette every day and didn't go crazy, she would give him another chance.

Song Luoyun agreed immediately. To express his gratitude to Mo Xin, he was going to drink a pot of wine, but after seeing her eyes, he still bowed.

Ning Wuxie was one of the Twelve Young Sages of Confucianism after all. If he wanted to be an official in the Lanyuan Dynasty, he still had to meet the demon king Mo Xiang.

This was up to Mo Xin, who was still trying to get this opportunity for Ning Wuxie. Mo Xiang didn't like humans in the first place. After losing Bai Ze, he was even more moody and rarely went to court.

So during this period, Ning Wuxie could only live in Mo Xin's house.

The servants cleaned up the wing room, which was more in line with the style and aesthetics of human rooms than the room in Lu Qiong's house.

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 bowed his hands in salute. 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 surprise 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 heavenly acting, which means speculation on world affairs, evolution of heavenly 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?"