Evening.
Xianxian Peak...
"Pfft..."
Inside the Pantheon.
Elder Yue spat the wine in his mouth onto the ground with a puff, and his whole body was confused: "What kind of wine is this, so strong?"
Jiang Xuan said happily: "Laobaigan, Hengshui."
"Hengshui Laobaigan?"
Elder Yue muttered a few words. He had never heard the name of this kind of wine. However, after hesitating again and again, he couldn't help but take another sip. He bared his teeth and said, "What a strong wine. What a strong wine."
Of course it’s intense.
This is a 76-degree Hengshui special offering. Even the average old drunkard can’t stand this.
Where is Elder Yue?
What kind of liquor he had drank was nothing more than some red sorghum, bamboo leaf green, or apricot flower wine.
The temperature of 30 to 40 degrees is over. Due to the craftsmanship of craft brewing, even red sorghum, which is known as strong liquor in this world, is actually only 36 to 7 degrees.
"Are you hurt?"
After laughing at Elder Yue's embarrassed appearance, Jiang Xuan focused on his right hand again.
"Small injury." Elder Yue turned his palms and said nonchalantly: "Are they only allowed to come to our Shen Kingdom to cause trouble, but we are not allowed to go back?"
Jiang Xuan said nothing.
From the looks of it, Elder Yue must have transformed into a giant of demons and gone to other countries to commit crimes like crazy.
It's just that the Four Kingdoms are not a mess, and Lao Yue obviously didn't get a good deal.
"Do you still have money? Lend me tens of thousands of taels."
"What to do, buy medicinal wine to heal your injuries?"
"Healing is nothing."
Elder Yue's face was full of dissatisfaction: "This old guy Zhu Lianfeng is really strong in his hands. In order to hide his identity, I used an iron gun instead of a stick. Otherwise, how could I have lost a move to him and been injured by his sword energy?"
The back of the hand."
Speaking.
Elder Yue said bluntly: "Lend me tens of thousands of taels, and I will go to the black market to buy a murder to kill him. He will not suffer any better than me. If he collides with my big gun, his jaw will definitely be shattered, and he will not be able to hold a sword for a month."
”
I added in a broken voice: "I am not good at using a gun without using a stick. Otherwise, when he used the sword energy to hurt the back of my hand, it would not be as simple as cracking his tiger's mouth. It would definitely shatter his wrist and win."
It must be me."
"Money is a trivial matter..."
Jiang Xuan did not refuse, and directly took out five banknotes in denominations of 10,000 taels: "I brought a maid back from the foot of the mountain. She is very talented. I want her to stay on the mountain. Please find someone who can use palms and swords well."
A Kung Fu person gives her some pointers."
Hear the sound.
Elder Yue looked embarrassed: "You spent one hundred thousand taels to get started."
"Her situation is different from mine." Jiang Xuan revealed a little bit: "Seventeen years old, second-rate mid-level, learned Mianzhang, Roujian, and three levels of Jin Gong."
"Seventeen-year-old second-rate mid-section!"
Elder Yue became interested: "This is not to be a top-notch person at the age of 20, or a grandmaster at the age of 30."
Jiang Xuan nodded.
"The goddess sheds tears, and the sea turns into pearls." Elder Yue knew what Jiang Xuan had in mind, and whispered: "What is the origin of this girl? Isn't she a secret successor trained by a certain martial arts family?"
Jiang Xuan replied: "Ping'an Road."
"The Way of Peace?"
Elder Yue was stunned for a moment and said dumbfounded: "Rebellious party?"
"There is no such thing as a rogue party." Jiang Xuan didn't like hearing this: "They are all poor people who can't live their lives. Don't worry, I have influenced her, and she can be patriotic."
Elder Yue hesitated.
Baishou Palace is a sect that protects the country. It doesn't look good if it takes in rebels, and it can easily cause trouble if word spreads about it.
"Mian Palm, Soft Sword, Three Stages of Jin Gong, and a unique skill of Qing Gong, Heavenly Secrets and Hundreds of Changes, and a unique skill of Silkworm Skill, a mental skill..."
Jiang Xuan took out several secret books: "What do I think of the sect? I can see and touch it. These are the trophies I collected after destroying Ping'an Dao. I will now hand them over to the sect to open up revenue for the sect.
The sect won’t even agree to this request.”
"This..."
Elder Yue looked in disbelief.
Because from the names of these exercises, you can tell that they are systematic and unique skills, enough to shape a martial arts family.
If other disciples had obtained it, they would have hidden it as a treasure long ago. Jiang Xuan actually wanted to offer it to the sect. That means the sect is dead, not a living thing, otherwise he would have to jump out and say: "Jiang Xuan loves me."
..'
"I can't understand you more and more."
"No, I've never understood you."
Elder Yue looked at Jiang Xuan: "You even threw away such a unique skill and gave it to Shanmen. Do you have no ambition, or are you too ambitious? What is your plan? You are so greedy that people are afraid."p>
Hear this.
Jiang Xuan also sighed: "I have strong desires and my heart is never satisfied. Now that I have mentioned it today, I am not afraid that you will know that I do not practice martial arts for the sake of martial arts, nor for money and power, or to establish a martial arts family.
I have only one purpose in practicing martial arts, and that is to use my martial arts to become an immortal."
"Wangxian?"
"I think you are crazy."
Elder Yue didn't know how to evaluate Jiang Xuan.
As for immortals.
Taizu Shen is dead, so how can there be any immortals in the world?
If there is a fairy.
The world is bustling with thirty-six kingdoms and tens of thousands of sects, aren't they all seeking immortality?
"No one is crazy in this world."
Jiang Xuan asked: "Teacher, do you think I can still be saved?"
Elder Yue shook his head slightly and said: "Let that girl stay, but she will not be included in the disciple tree."
Jiang Xuan thought for a while: "Teacher, if I succeed one day, do you need me to help you?"
Elder Yue sneered: "I just hope you don't go so crazy that you cause trouble and implicate the sect."
"I understand."
Jiang Xuan nodded and left. When he was about to go out, he stopped and turned around and said: "If one day the sect is destroyed, I will pass down the prairie fire method so that the sect's inheritance will continue."
There was no response, only a sigh of regret: "It's so crazy."
......
"I heard that the sect has two more secret arts, as well as a set of sword-handling skills that correspond to the secret arts."
"Nonsense, I've heard about it a long time ago. It is said that it was offered by a real person named Jiang."
"The disciple presented it, I thought it was a reward from the royal family."
"Yeah, how can there be such a stupid person? If I had this unique skill, I would definitely go down the mountain and create my own martial arts family."
"Hey, you all don't know that this senior brother is really stupid. He is not here to learn martial arts, but to seek immortality."
Jiang Xuan, the seeker of immortality.
This is the title given to him by some sect disciples.
Of course.
More people in private prefer to call him: ‘The Hundred-year-old Fool...’
"Fool!"
Hu Fei left.
He left on the second day after he returned to the mountain. The son inherited his father's legacy and went down the mountain to seek wealth.
Jiang Xuan didn’t try to stay.
Everyone has their own pursuits. What Hu Fei pursues is wealth, and he...
Jiang Xuan really doesn’t know what to pursue except for being a fairy.
Money.
Right.
It's so easy.
As for martial arts.
The upper limit of martial arts in Hangu Realm is very low. After being shaped by the wonders of heaven and earth, this is already a dead end.
So he has no choice, he must seek immortality in this life.
Otherwise, he can only degenerate into a concubine with three wives and four concubines, and only knows how to swarm rice bugs on women. That is simply terrible.
"Brother..."
Just thinking about it.
Qing Ning's voice was full of twists and turns from behind: "The clothes sent by the sect are too small."
"Small?"
Jiang Xuan looked back.
Upon seeing it, Qing Ning's face turned red with embarrassment, as if an adult were wearing children's clothes, and her chest was bulging and there was no room for it.
"Wear mine first." Jiang Xuan said expressionlessly, "Next time the measuring officer from the general affairs room comes down, please don't wrap your breasts, otherwise the measurement will be inaccurate."
There was a murmur from behind: "I don't want to pester it, but it's too big and makes it very shaken during martial arts."
Jiang Xuan was speechless.
He is a 100-year-old fool.
Where's the lime?
Chapter completed!