The disappearance of Li Xiaoyao is a great benefit to Fang Xian!

This is about to talk about the plot of Xiaoyao.

At the beginning of the game, a drunk Taoist priest fell at the entrance of Xiaoyao's inn and insisted on drinking. Li Xiaoyao took some wine to him. The drunk Taoist priest didn't want to owe anyone, so he asked Xiaoyao to meet in the ruined temple west of the town tonight and teach him his martial arts.

The Taoist Zui is naturally the leader of the Shushan Sect, and as for why he fell into the Xiaoyao Inn - he is a mystery.

Now that Xiaoyao is gone, this undoubtedly gives the good young man Zhang Si a chance.

He can't control Xiaoyao's life or death. Whoever insists on going to sea? Now I'm going to Shuiyue Palace to find him and be caught by my grandmother.

Let's go through the day and try your luck at the ruined temple. Let's discuss other matters.

So, Fang Xian held the purple gold elixir and entered the inn. After all, he promised Li Xiaoyao that he was a good young man who valued loyalty.

Fang Xian looked around vigilantly. The inn had been temporarily closed and was deserted. He walked carefully towards Aunt Li's dormitory.

Unable to take care of Aunt Li's room, Fang Xian couldn't help but secretly scold the Ding sisters for being stupid.

Aunt Li is no different from Li Xiaoyao's biological mother. Whoever wins her favor will undoubtedly greatly increase the chance of winning in the love field? These two silly girls only know that Brother Xiaoyao is long, Brother Xiaoyao is short, and he doesn't talk about any tactics. He has never watched the mainland mother-in-law and daughter-in-law drama, but he is not educated!

Anyway, I was idle. Since Aunt Li had no one to take care of him, Fang Xian always felt that he felt as if he was owed Li Xiaoyao something, so he covered Aunt Li with a quilt, wiped his face, and fed her the purple gold elixir.

By the way, Aunt Li is basically a thin version of her grandma. Artists in that era were easy to do, either to be a beauty or a wild beast.

Then Fang Xian made some porridge in the kitchen and fed Aunt Li to take it. He thought it was almost done, so he leaned on the chair and started to daze.

[Zhang Si fell asleep after taking care of Aunt Li, but it was already late at night...]

"...Are you ready for me when you transfer?"

【Are I saving you time?】

"Okay, thank you."

After the transition was over, it was already late at night, and Fang Xian, who was "sleeping" and was woken up by Aunt Li.

"Xiao Si, why are you here?!" Aunt Li asked with her hips on her hips as if nothing had happened.

"Oh, you woke up, but I was so anxious." Fang Xian said worried and moved, "By the way, don't call me Xiao Si, I feel uncomfortable."

"Your new hairstyle is good." Aunt Li nodded.

"Thank you, auntie, for the compliment."

"You go when it's okay. It's midnight, men and women will not be kissed." Aunt Li turned around and looked shy.

"vomit……"

"Xiao Si, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay...you'll wake up, I'll leave."

"Actually, you don't have to leave in such a hurry...haha..."

What a delicate hehe...

Fang Xian felt a chill and did not dare to say more to Aunt Li.

Since she is big, let her go. It's midnight. If the old man of God has any evil deeds and throws Aunt Li to herself, it will be no fun.

Running out of the inn, and while making a call, Fang Xian skillfully found the gap in the west wall of the town and drilled out to head towards the dilapidated temple!

Everyone knows that the setting of the Fairy Sword is a god of gods and ghosts, so at night, various ghosts will appear in the suburbs, just like the grass monster on Xianling Island, which is for the protagonist to upgrade.

Fang Xian turned around after seeing the first gem of ghost fire, returned to the town, drew an axe at the door of the woodcutter's house, and set out again.

If the wooden sword is lost, there must be a weapon. The fishing net is effective for the grass monster, so it is hard to say for the little ghosts in the suburbs.

Fang Xian was really nervous at this time. Although the Grass Monster's level had been fought, the monsters here were stronger than those things. Li Xiaoyao was born with better root bones. This four cut off the attack power of only a few points, and the wild bee and silkworm pupa may not have any effect against these lonely souls and wild fires.

Be careful in everything, this is a bloody lesson from the black brothers.

Once he died, he was gone. For Ling'er and Yueru, Fang Xian decisively dodged left and right this time to avoid all battles. After all, the terrain here is wider, and as long as the cerebellum is normal, there will be no situation like being surrounded by monsters on the Fairy Spirit Island.

If you are in danger, dodge left and right, Fang Xian quickly passed through the monster woods and came to the dilapidated temple map.

Maybe the old man was tired when he saw that he was so tired that he comforted him a little—[Body skills +1, Martial Arts +1.]

Fang Xian was very moved. We Zhang Si really had a way to work hard.

With the moonlight, Fang Xian finally touched the mountain temple. Like the Water Moon Palace, this place that should have been pitch black was brightly lit.

The drunk Taoist priest was sitting in front of the fallen statue in a daze, his beard and small eyes, his face was always filled with flush, and he was very lustful. He heard someone appear behind him and pretended to be:

"You're here."

"I am coming."

“…”

“…”

"Do you should compliment me, bring some wine or something?"

Fang Xian scratched his head and smiled, "You are a paradise. What you are greedy for is not wine, but loneliness. I can come."

"Okay!" The Taoist priest laughed, turned around suddenly, walked to Fang Xian a few steps, with a slightly puzzled expression, "Little bartender, why has your face changed square?"

"...I made my aunt angry during the day and she smashed her with a pan."

"No wonder, no wonder, that inn aunt is not only beautiful, but also has great skills. Even if I am moved, I dare not provoke her!" The Taoist priest showed a deep expression of agreement, and did not talk much nonsense. He floated out of the ruined temple in a few steps-

"I will teach you the sword technique of Shushan Sect, which is considered to be a reward for your favor. I'm optimistic!"

I saw that under the moonlight, the Taoist priest's long sword flew out directly as if it had a soul. The old Taoist thought he was handsome, but in fact he waved his teeth and claws a few times. The sword took advantage of the momentum to dance in the air, sometimes clone and sometimes unite.

Fang Xian was dazzled. This was the first time he had seen real martial arts in this world, but the setting here was too mysterious, and I don’t know if it could be used back to reality.

After a while, the old Taoist danced, stepped on the sword and fell from the air.

"Just just look at it, you can understand?" Fang Xian murmured.

[You have obtained all the martial arts skills of Shushan School and learned sword control at the same time. The rest of the martial arts will be learned by yourself as your cultivation level increases.]

"This is OK...I can't understand!"

The Taoist priest walked back to Fang Xian with a smile, held the wine gourd and took a big sip—

"Little devil, how about it?"

"Thank you, is there anything else?"

"...you..." The Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, "Don't you accept my martial arts and ask me to accept you as your disciple?"

Fang Xian shook his head: "You are a master, I am a vulgar, so you don't bother with me."

"That's the case, but if you don't kneel down and kowtow, how can I get off the stage?"

"In this way, I'll give you a poem--"

Take the sword and ride the wind to eliminate the devil in the world,

I am happy to have wine, but I am also confused without wine.

Drink all the rivers and drink them again and swallow the sun and the moon.

I can’t get drunk for a thousand cups, but I am the only one who drinks sword immortal.

"This..." The Taoist priest scratched his chin, "Why do I feel like my lines were stolen?"

"No, Master, you are very popular. Everyone knows that you are the wine sword immortal from Shushan School."

"Okay... Then I'll leave..."

“88.”

"Why do I always feel like I've been cheated..."

"You're over-thinking."

If it were someone else, Fang Xianxing might stay, but since the Jiu Jianxian had taught the Shushan School's mental methods, it would be useless. If Li Xiaoyao rushed back, there would be trouble, so why not fight him quickly.

It was only a few minutes later, but the sky was clear after the ruined temple. At this time, Fang Xian had already liked this setting and accelerated the game process so as not to waste time.
Chapter completed!