I saw a tall man in white clothes like snow on the martial arts training ground, holding a wine gourd in his hand, staggering. When the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info approached, Xin'er realized that this was a middle-aged man, forty or fifty years old. His eyebrows were thick, his eyes were large, but they were narrowed, and the corners of his eyes were full of wrinkles, as if each wrinkle was a sign of the sorrow of his life.

But his eyes are different, like the green that breaks through the earth in the spring breeze, which makes people happy. Perhaps, it is because of the hope in his eyes that he has lived to this day.

The thin lips were crystal clear, the straight nose made his face look thinner, and the pale complexion, coupled with the occasional cough, told the world that this was a patient, but his eyes could not be underestimated.

The man came to Xin'er's side, and everyone in the class smiled mockingly, waiting to see the joke.

A mellow aroma of wine came from the surface, and Xin'er couldn't help but praise: "What a bamboo leaf green, mellow but not greasy." ”

"Zhu Yeqing?" The man stopped, shook the wine gourd, and said, "Good name, I only said that this wine is fragrant and mellow, but I didn't expect it to have such a good name." ”

As he spoke, he raised his head and poured a sip of wine, and coughed loudly, and his incessant coughing made his originally pale face flush with a sickly redness, like a blood lotus.

"You're new here?" The man didn't care about the drink in his mouth.

Xin'er bowed her hand and said respectfully: "Disciple Dongfang Xin'er, when I arrived on the first day today, I still asked Xi for advice." From the reaction of those people just now, coupled with the token on this person's waist, Xin'er guessed the identity of this person.

"Well said, well said." Stuffing the empty wine gourd into Xin'er's hand, the man smiled and said, "As long as you give me a pot of bamboo leaves every day in the future, I will guide you well, come in." ”

Xin'er looked down at the wine gourd in her hand, smiled bitterly, and said in her heart: "This teaching is chic, and I don't care about the teacher at all." ”

There are three classes in the outer hall, beginner, intermediate and advanced.

Originally, she could enter the advanced class according to Xin'er's sixth-order level, but considering the adaptation stage, yesterday, Dongfang Bai suggested that she go to the intermediate class first.

Fang Cai's Dali and the thin monkey were disciples of the advanced class, so they entered the advanced class to listen to the class, and Dongfang Ling and Dongfang Xin'er were both disciples of the teacher in front of him.

Ignoring everyone's surprised eyes, he found an empty seat in the back row, and after sitting down, he heard the man gushing about the basic principles of cultivation.

He must have talked about this lesson many times, and these people seem to have heard it many times, but the principle is like this, every time you listen to it, you will have a new understanding, not to mention that Xin'er is listening to it for the first time.

These days, Xin'er relied on the foundation of the original owner's cultivation and her understanding of ancient martial arts, and when she heard the basic principles of spiritual power, she couldn't help but feel a sense of enlightenment, and she fell into the comprehension of the principles.

Cultivation, to accumulate spiritual power as the first priority, spiritual power is thick, the world's exercises for my use, just like the North Sea, big boats and small boats can be carried, big fish and small shrimp are inclusive, so spiritual power is the foundation, tricks are the end.

The water of the North Sea is not self-generated, but the convergence of hundreds of rivers. Therefore, spiritual power is not born by me, everything in the world has spirituality, if you have insight into its way, it can be inexhaustible.

Everything around you seems to have disappeared out of thin air, only yourself and nature.

The man was on the podium, looked at Xin'er, nodded appreciatively, and then looked at the cold Dongfang Ling on the side, and nodded, but closed his eyes and didn't look at those eyes that seemed to understand.

An hour later, the man was the first to walk out of the class, staggered away, and before leaving, said to Xin'er, "Don't forget my wine." ”

Xin'er smiled bitterly: "Is this a blatant bribery and bribery?" ”

"He's Wei Kangtai, our teacher." Dongfang Ling walked past Xin'er, and his footsteps did not stop.

"It's a really awkward roommate, but I like it." Xin'er took the wine gourd and went straight to Qifeng Street, where there is the best tavern in Rongcheng.

After she left, at the door of the outer hall, a big man whispered a few words to the thin man next to him, looked at the direction where Xin'er disappeared, and sneered.

Xin'er walked on this Feng Street for the second time, and it was still as lively as last time.

found a lively tavern, ordered a few signature dishes on the table in the corner, handed the wine jug to Xiao Er, and said, "Fill this gourd with wine again, the same as the one in the gourd." I don't know if the name of this wine is the same, but I was excited before I said it.

Xiao Er opened the gourd, smelled it, and said with a smile: "Okay, guest officer, wait a minute, I'll go and give you Zhu Yeqing." ”

"It turns out to be the same name." Xin'er said secretly.

After a while, the dish was served. Xin'er lowered her head and tasted it, thinking it was very delicious. "Sure enough, the only thing in this world is food and love."

At this time, the three of them walked in through the main entrance of the tavern, and they were talking loudly, talking about the experience of "licking blood from the knife edge", as if they were afraid that others would not know that they were the captain of the Tiger Mercenary Regiment.

Xin'er raised her eyes and continued to look down to taste the food.

They soon wanted to have a drink and began to eat and drink, but the wine and food did not stop their mouths, and after drinking a few glasses of wine, one of them laughed loudly: "Brothers, do you remember that two days ago, we went on a mission, passed through the Misty Forest, and killed a saber-toothed tiger with itchy hands, and that milk doll rushed out to say something?" ”

The other slapped his thigh: "Why don't you remember, the milk doll said that the saber-toothed tiger was injured by him, so we took advantage." "The man pinched his nose and pinched his throat and said, 'As long as you keep the saber-toothed tiger, let you go, or don't blame my men for being ruthless.'" ’”

The third man took over and said, "Before his sword could reach him, your sword pierced his throat." ”

The person who spoke first pointed to the second person and said, "Haha, the milk doll is not self-sufficient, and he is not as good as me; In terms of sword speed, where can he compare to your 'lightning sword'. ”

The three of them raised their glasses and laughed, but their laughter suddenly stopped, and Xin'er looked up to find two bright red patches floating in.

The blood-like coats of these two people made people feel a chill in their hearts, and their heads were covered by hoods, so they couldn't see their faces clearly, but this dress was eye-catching.

Xin'er kept looking out the door, and across the street, there was a teenager standing. He stared straight at the hall of the tavern, but he couldn't see who he was looking at, but the moment the two entered, he was like a lonely wolf, seeing the food, but he was afraid of the human fire, so he was reluctant to leave, and did not dare to break into the human world.

"You're the 'Lightning Sword'" One of them took off his hood, revealing a pale face, and the other took off his hood, but it was a black face. No wonder both of them wore hoods, it turned out that the difference was too great.

The man known as the 'Lightning Sword' stood up and arched his hand: "Exactly, I don't know the two high surnames?" ”

The man at the top of the black said, "You are also worthy?" ”

His hand shook, and there was an inexplicable extra sword in his palm, and the sword aura was awe-inspiring. He pointed at the 'Lightning Sword' with this sword and said, "Give me the promotion pill you got from that milk doll, and I will spare your life." ”

Xin'er said in her heart: "How can it be a promotion pill, it seems that this pill is really in demand." ”

The shopkeeper came over and said with a smile: "Guest officer, we are ...... here."

Before he finished speaking, the sword in the man's hand suddenly shook, and buckled around his neck like a button, and with a slight force on his wrist, the sword shook open, and his neck jumped up like a spring, and then, a stream of blood purple rushed out of his neck like a fountain.