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"As a teacher, I have been lonely and old. The drunk old man didn't care, the tip of the pen hung on the paper, and he turned into a reporter, "After 80 weeks of walking yesterday, your state is obviously different, tell me how you felt at that time." ”

"Okay. Ling Xiaoxiao was interviewed while packing up the quilt, "The first to eighty weeks is a process of gradually becoming tired and painful, but after eighty, it breaks through a critical point, like after running to the extreme, it will be relaxed, and then running down will be smooth, and then it will pass a critical point, and then it will be smooth, and then it will be smooth, and so on."

"In addition, for the first eighty weeks, I have been in a state of being consumed by those five little things, every week of running, the physical strength will be taken away a few points, and after eighty weeks, there is a faint feeling of strength returning to the body, with the increase of the number of weeks of operation, this power is gradually clear, it has a color, it is the five gadgets that give back to me, in this case, don't be in vain, so I used this power to continue to cultivate, until I broke through four or five critical points before stopping. ”

The drunken old remembered very seriously, and the handwriting was the same as the one on the No. 1, but now the pen is more sharp. "Eighty weeks is not much, but I remember that although you are strong-willed, you don't have much patience, not to mention that you think it's just a coincidence that you grabbed the soul with your spirit, how can you persist until eighty weeks?"

Ling Xiaoxiao scratched his head and replied: "I was going to give up, but the book says that 'Qi travels for a hundred weeks, cultivation can begin', and you also said that the five spirits are formed by the gathering of qi, I think, cultivation is probably the same as qi, so I have to wait at least for a hundred weeks, if it still has no effect, then give up." ”

The drunken old man nodded, affirming her thoughts: "Yes, according to what you just said, compared to others, the two cultivation processes and feelings are indeed similar, but your feelings are stronger. ”

Ling Xiaoxiao cleaned up the house before she went to look for clothes, the one that was soaked in sweat yesterday was still on the side. When I opened the wardrobe, it was full of drunken old clothes, although the style and materials were very good, they were not damaged, and they were all equipped with a handsome silver belt, but wearing this kind of clothes from hundreds of years ago, she always had the illusion that she had crawled out of the grave, and she was itching all over her body when she thought about it.

It seems that I have to secretly go back to Beichuan to get some clothes.

Thinking of Beichuan, Ling Xiaoxiao immediately thought of the prohibition set by the drunken old man, it seemed to be the net that he had passed through yesterday, with Ling Xiaoxiao's eyesight, he naturally knew that he couldn't open it at all, and if he wanted to get out, he still had to rely on the drunken old.

In this way, he will have to be pitted again, in case of success, I don't know how serious the punishment will be, for a few clothes, it's really not worth it, but if you don't take it, wearing these shrouds every day is really awkward.

Ling Xiaoxiao struggled in front of the wardrobe for a long time, and finally didn't make a decision, she casually took out a light-colored dress, which has become more and more poisonous recently, and she can't wear dark clothes anymore.

"What are you doing?"

The drunken old voice suddenly appeared behind him, making Ling Xiaoxiao jump in fright, and took several deep breaths to slow down his heartbeat, "Are you going to scare me to death?"

The drunk old man slapped her on the back of the head as punishment, and asked again, "What are you looking at?"

"Look at your old clothes. Ling Xiaoxiao rubbed the back of her head and grinned, "The apprentice has never asked for clothes, but he can't wear you all the time, I think in a few days, when you take me back to Beichuan, bring all my clothes." What do you say?"

Drunk Lao had already thought of this, closed the small notebook gracefully, and said: "Go back to Beichuan? Do you still want to count the promises you made for the teacher? Don't think about it, the teacher has already sent Canghai down the mountain to buy you clothes, so you can stay on the mountain." ”

"Huh?" Ling Xiaoxiao threw her clothes into a ball on the bed, "Why don't you talk and don't count! You didn't get drunk when you made your promise, and this is also counted on my head?"

"That's right. The drunken old man sat back on the edge of the bed, waved his hand, and the clothes were neatly placed at the head of the bed, without any wrinkles.

Ling Xiaoxiao knew that she couldn't fight him shamelessly, so she had to let go of this question, "How long has Senior Brother been down the mountain?"

"Within two days of you waking up, he was already down the mountain. ”

"Are you sure?" Ling Xiaoxiao counted three times with her fingers, "Senior Brother hasn't come down the mountain at all these days, I saw him a few days ago, but Second Senior Brother hasn't seen him for a long time." Are you mistaken?"

The drunk old man sighed and muttered, "Admit your mistake again?"

Wouldn't it, the drunken old man couldn't even recognize the apprentice who had been with him for many years? Ling Xiaoxiao touched his face, wanting to pull out a sharp point on it, it would be easier to recognize. As she was figuring in, she suddenly realized that the time was wrong: "Master, Senior Brother has been down the mountain for nearly half a month, and it doesn't take so long to buy clothes, and it is impossible for him to order them, so something can't happen, right?"

The drunken old reflex arc is simply the longest in the world, and only after listening to what Ling Xiaoxiao said, did he realize this, but his focus is also the world's first weird: "Eh~ He may really order it." ”

Ling Xiaoxiao was so stunned that she closed the closet with a bang, picked up the clothes on the bed and put them on her body, and sat opposite the drunken old man, intending to break with him. But at that moment, there was a knock on the door—the door had been broken by the drunken old man, and the man at the door knocked on the bamboo piece next to the doorway.

"Master. The person who came was a raw face, with a neutral appearance and a neutral timbre, Ling Xiaoxiao didn't see his gender for a while, and suddenly a sense of intimacy rose.

"Tang Mu?" the drunken old man raised his eyebrows, "Come in." Didn't you go down the mountain to play, why did you come back so soon?"

"Master," Tang Mu said after ignoring Ling Xiaoxiao's enthusiastic eyes and saluting the drunken elder, "When the apprentice was playing, he met the second senior brother on the road, he was trapped in Beichuan, and ordered the apprentice to come back and report the news. ”

"Beichuan?" the drunken old man and Ling Xiaoxiao said in unison, "Why is he in Beichuan? What happened to Beichuan?"

Tang Mu replied in a clear manner: "Senior brother said that he was ordered by the master to get clothes for the little junior sister, but when he was about to leave after taking the clothes, a large number of pirates came to attack and besieged the city in an instant. The two elders of the Heavenly King and the Earth Tiger led all the warriors to resist, but they were still overstretched, so the senior brother stayed, and he couldn't get out if he stayed. ”

Ling Xiaoxiao stood up and paced back and forth in the room. The shopkeeper said that pirates usually come to commit crimes in late summer and early autumn, because there was a bumper harvest of grain and plump women at that time, how could it be so early this year? Besides, there is a selection of Heavenly Sects underway, how can they still commit crimes against the wind? Moreover, listening to Tang Mu's meaning, this time it is still menacing, and they can even suppress our side to fight.

The drunk old man also wanted to stand up, but he sat down halfway through it, and ordered: "It's useless to tell me, go tell Nie Yuanfeng." ”

"It has been reported, and the sect master is mobilizing suitable people and horses to prepare to support Beichuan. ”

"Have the people in the city escaped safely?" Ling Xiaoxiao was most concerned about this.

"I didn't have time, I was trapped in the city at the moment. ”

When Ling Xiaoxiao heard the news, her heart was anxious, it seemed that the pirates were not here for a living, but purely wanted to fight. Most of the people in the city were civilians, and they had no ability to defend themselves, and they were simply ready to be killed in the face of the enemy, and the number of warriors who were the defenders was far from enough. The situation is not optimistic, Ling Xiaoxiao pulled the drunken elder: "Master, it's too late to wait for the sect master, we need a team of vanguards, go and alleviate the predicament first, this time the purpose of the pirates is not pure, we can't expect them to grab enough things to go back by themselves like before." ”

"I know!" the drunken old man's voice suddenly rose like a fish with shaved scales, "but this matter is not my business!

Ling Xiaoxiao's anger was aroused: "I don't know what you're struggling with, I just know that your apprentice is also trapped in the city at this moment! Do you know what it means to besiege the city? It means that sooner or later you will run out of ammunition and food! You really don't have to worry about whether he is safe or not, because it is very easy for a single person to get out, let alone his skills! But he won't do that, otherwise he won't stay! How long will he stay? Do you know how long he will stay? With Aoyun's temperament, he won't leave until the people are safe, until the ammunition and food are exhausted, and until the pirates are exhausted! But how much of the battle does he need to take care of? Can he do it alone? Does he need all the people who fight alongside him? He needs help, Master!"

The drunk old man covered his face, his palms slowly clenched into fists, and his green tendons burst out. After a while, he stood up and walked out: "I'll go to see Nie Yuanfeng, you stay here, don't go anywhere." ”

Ling Xiaoxiao stepped forward and grabbed his arm, tightened his palm, and looked like a torch: "Take me there." ”