"Ah, Master, do you want to drink...... Ye Lin asked with some doubts, after all, she also knew that she didn't drink a drop of alcohol, although it wasn't allergic, but if it was wet, it was ......

"Of course you want to drink, come, with Master!" As he spoke, the old man picked up his tawny wine gourd and held it up in front of Ye Lin, with a smile on his face, to be precise, it should be drunk......

"Master...... I ......" Yelin slurred, not knowing how to explain it.

"What?" the old man was a little puzzled by Yelin's state at this time, "Can't drink?" he asked.

"Hmm......" Yelin replied embarrassedly, although this matter is not a matter of being laughed at outside, but here, I don't know why. When she said it, she felt as if she was indeed flawed.

"This ......" The old man hesitated, as if he was thinking about something, and then put the wine gourd in his hand on his waist.

I saw him pick up the wine jar placed in front of Yelin again, and then lift it in front of Yelin's body and stuff it into her hand.

"Drink, if you want to practice this attack, the first thing you have to do is to make yourself drunk, and it's better for someone like you who doesn't know how to drink, just a little can exert great power. The old man continued.

"Are you sure?" asked Yelin, confused.

She has seen some of this kind of ability that relies on drinking alcohol, such as drunken boxing or something, but cultivators pay attention to their state of mind, also known as tranquility, and what she feels after drinking is that her heart is chaotic, and the feeling of wanton and forgetfulness is not to talk about, but it is not too much, in short, it is still much worse than the cultivation experience of cultivators.

Looking at Ye Lin's hesitant appearance, the old man frowned slightly, and asked, "Don't believe in being a teacher?"

"No, no...... No, Master, I do. Ye Lin hurriedly explained, and didn't think about anything more, just opened the wine jar in his hand, and then drank it...... A small bite......

"Click-"

The jar broke off and slammed into the ground, making a shattering sound.

The old man's eyes were straight, looking at Yelin in front of him, and he just wanted to get angry and say that she was violent and ruined, but he found that the apprentice in front of him was already red, his lips were slightly open, his eyes were wandering, and his body was shaking, and he was already drunk......

The old man was not annoyed, looked at the smashed wine jar on the ground, shook his head helplessly, and then stepped forward, picked up a concave porcelain piece, and drank the remaining wine on it with great pity, with a satisfied face.

"Good apprentice, take out your sword. He said in a deep voice.

"Okay—" Yelin replied in a long voice, with a smile on her lips, but those who knew her well should know that she was unconscious at this point......

A faint blue light gradually appeared from Ye Lin's right hand, and then a blue sword shadow gradually appeared.

"The sword is good, it depends on how well this drunken sword can play. The old man looked at the fairy sword magic weapon in Ye Lin's hand, nodded secretly, and muttered in his mouth.

"Good apprentice, next, I will use this cane of mine to cast the Cultivation Drunken Sword for you, you have to watch it!" the old man said, and then stretched out the yellow-brown cane that shone with cyan light in his hand. "Cultivation is the cheapest...... Why is it the cheapest ......" Ye Lin repeated vaguely, her footsteps swayed, and the hanging fairy sword in her hand also kept hitting the ground, making a slight impact sound.

The old man was also speechless for a while, looking at his apprentice, he always felt that he was a little unreliable after drinking, but he didn't say anything, and shouted, "Look at it!"

As he spoke, the crutch in his hand that shone with cyan light was waved by him, with a cyan light, constantly piercing forward, although it was a crutch, but it gave people the feeling that he was dancing the sword.

And, his pace ......

To put it nicely, it is free, unpredictable, unpredictable, and miraculous, and to put it mildly, it is the disordered pace of drunkenness......

However, at this time, Ye Lin obviously couldn't judge the old man's steps and sword moves calmly like ordinary people, his body was straight, and he tightly held the fairy sword in his right hand, and his body imitated the drunken sword method demonstrated by the old man in this way.

It seems that it is still ...... There are some looks.

Of course, the old man is not really drunk at this time, the drunken sword has been practiced to his stage, and he has been completely integrated into the bone marrow, even if he is not drunk, the body can naturally practice the drunken sword, and even make a breakthrough in the sword moves.

The crutches in his hand pierced and pierced, breaking through the air, and let out a scream, so fast that he couldn't see the specifics, only the afterimage that was vaguely left in the air.

Even if you know that the old man is only holding a cane, but when the old man casts this Cultivation Drunken Sword, you must wonder if he took advantage of your inattention and secretly changed it into a sword......

The old man kept using his swordsmanship in the open space, although there were not many open spaces, and there were wine jars all around him, but he was able to retract his strength in time and avoid them whenever he was about to hit the wine jars.

"Cultivating the drunken sword pays attention to the coordination of eyes, hands, body, legs, and steps, and the method of each place is ultimately for the service of the sword in the hand, the whole cultivation is divided into two stages, the first stage, the drunken sword is not drunk, just like you are now, people are drunk, but the sword in your hand is because of your body's instinct and the previous long-term cultivation has become extremely stable, but from the point of view of swordsmanship, it is completely impossible to see that it is a drunken sword. ”

"And the second stage is the stage of cultivating the drunken sword of the great success, that is, the stage that can really be used, called the sword drunken and not drunk, that is, in the process of casting, your consciousness is clear, but the sword in your hand is not as stable as before, and it becomes erratic and elusive. The old man explained.

"Okay—" Yelin replied in a long voice, not knowing if she would be able to remember it in this state.

In the next period of time, Ye Lin followed the old man to learn the method of drunken swords, during which Bei Linfeng woke up several times, but he was ruthlessly stunned by the old man again, although he was not injured, but he was also extremely aggrieved when he thought about it, and in Ye Lin's eyes, there was also a little distress.

Ye Lin found that after she woke up, although she became vague about some specific things when she was drunk, her comprehension of sword moves and what the old man said was extremely memorable, and she didn't know if it was her own reason or if the old man had some strange exercises to be able to do this.

For half a day, she also continued to practice with the old man, although she could not reach the level of sword drunkenness, but she also had a lot of improvement in the comprehension of the drunken sword of cultivation.

According to the old man's prediction and the estimation of the others, it seems that after the others finish reaching the top, she will be able to step into the next stage.

Of course, a small part of the reason why I say this is because of the old man's affirmation of Yelin's talent, and the rest is probably blind confidence in his master's strength, but having said that, shamelessness is indeed shameless enough, but his strength is undoubtedly strong.

Back then, he was an existence with the same strength as Nangong Tianshuang in the cultivation world, although he later ran to the Linghai Island inexplicably, and inexplicably became the guard of the second layer of the Qingfeng Tower, but for him, the former glory still exists, but it only exists in the hearts of a very small number of people.

And he himself is also happy to be pure, in this Qingfeng Pagoda all day long, no one interferes, and with wine as a companion, he has long been out of contact with the world.

Until this time, he saw so many people coming, although he was the guard of the Qingfeng Tower, but he also had some selfish intentions, when he saw Ye Lin, a pure cultivator, he had already decided to let the others go to the next layer, and he passed on the method of cultivating the drunken sword that he had summarized in the second half of his life to this junior, and he had no regrets.

The old man was sitting on an empty wine jar not far away at this time, looking at Ye Lin who was dancing with a sword in front of him, thinking of the past, and couldn't help but smile.

Beside him, the Qingfeng Knight had already sat up, but at this time he had already taken off his helmet, it was a middle-aged man with a stubble on his face, even so, his hair was meticulously arranged, and he looked like he had a bit of the unique charm of a middle-aged man.

At this time, he was holding a jar of wine in his hand, drinking it by himself, and his eyes also fell on Yelin, who was dancing with the sword in front of him.

"Old man, your apprentice has received a good harvest. He said with a smile after taking a sip of his drink.

"It's not the same after drinking my wine, and the little mouth is like honey. The old man said angrily.

"Your Cultivation Drunken Sword has finally been inherited, how do you plan to thank me?" asked the Blue Wind Knight.

"Thank you fart!" the old man laughed, "what did you do?"

"Of course, I did a lot of good things, such as deliberately losing to them to let them enter the second floor of the Qingfeng Tower, and deliberately losing to you so that you had a chance to take ...... apprentices," Qingfeng Knight said shamelessly after taking a sip of wine.

"What about your face? I believe in the first half of the sentence, and the second half of the sentence ...... Hmph, boy, practice with the old man again?" the old man squinted at the Qingfeng Knight who was sitting not far away and sneered.

"Don't, don't...... I'm just kidding......" The Blue Wind Knight hurriedly laughed, and then his gaze fell on Yelin in front of him again.

"You say, old man, is it right or wrong for me to let them in?" muttered the Blue Wind Knight.

"Right and wrong are not up to you and me, they can go to the end, and it is right to get the approval of that person, and if they can't, it is wrong...... Everything depends on their strength and cultivation......" The old man took a sip of wine and said lightly.

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