In an inn in a small town outside Gaoyang City, a young man in white walked back with a bundle of candles and half a pot of lamp oil, looking very haggard.

In the inn, whether the shopkeeper or the guy, they all looked straight in the eyes.

Good guys, where did this strange man come from? For half a month, I couldn't sleep during the day, and I didn't sleep at night, and it was only a few days? Seeing that he has only gone out a handful of times, every time he goes out, he buys lamp oil instead of candles.

There are a lot of strange people and strange things outside Gaoyang City, and the oil-boiling scholar is the first one.

Seeing that the young man with dark eyes and some protruding eyeballs walked back to the house, the man couldn't help but speak, and said in a low voice: "Good girl, I have lived for more than twenty years, and it is the first time I have seen such a person, why is he hiding in the house all day?"

I went in two days ago and took a look, good guy, a blank piece of paper, full of smoke, what the hell is cultivating immortals?

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Don't talk nonsense, the woman who came to him last time is not an ordinary person, this person is probably a noble son in Gaoyang City, and people are not bad for our money, so let's talk less."

The guy said softly, "It's not the main thing, I'm afraid that he will die in our inn!"

The shopkeeper glared, and the guy hurriedly stopped his mouth and said no more.

What is this place? There are so many old immortals living in Gaoyang City, although our town is small, there are countless immortals passing by, can you talk nonsense? A few random words will cause death, and it is not worth it.

Besides, business! People don't mess with our money, we don't mess with people's business.

It will be Chinese New Year's Eve in two days, and this year will pass peacefully.

As for the young people living upstairs, it is naturally the writer Mo Wenchun.

Since returning from a trip to Qingxing Mountain, he has only thought about it, and he is willing to rest when he writes ugly things every night. As a result, the family continued to scold, saying that he let the young lady of the main family not marry, and held back to write books every day. There was no way, so he had to hide out of Gaoyang City and come to this place. But after it came out, the things in the book were stuck in one place, and I couldn't get over it, and I didn't have a clue at all.

I saw that my head was bald, but I only squeezed out a few words.

I really don't know what to do, I can't write, I break through the realm and refine the void, just think about it...

Crumpling a piece of paper into a ball, Mo Wenchun slumped on the chair, where did he look like a true realm monk? It's clearly a haggard youth!

For a long time, Mo Wenchun only held back three words, difficult, difficult, difficult!

I don't know where that guy is, he's traveled a lot, he's seen and heard a lot of stories, so he can always give some advice, right?

Take a break? No way!

He picked up the pen and slowly wrote, "Last night's spring snow......

It's just one sentence, and the next sentence can't be held back.

At this time, on the mountain road dozens of miles away, two figures came.

After what happened a few days ago, her perception of Liu Jingxun has changed greatly, and she no longer feels that she is an unreliable son, but will often ask for swordsmanship.

As a result, Liu Jingxun said that swordsmanship is secondary, and when will he be able to hold the wooden slave in his hand.

Xing Hanzao had no choice but to follow what Liu Jingxuan said, tie a big stone to the tip of the scabbard, cover the handle of the knife with one hand, and refine his strength like this.

As a result, this morning, Liu Jingxun took out three talismans and pasted them on Xing Hanzao's body, and she felt on the spot that she had a house on her back, unable to straighten her waist, and struggled to walk.

It was so heavy that I had only walked more than 20 miles from morning to now.

Seeing that it was almost dusk, Xing Hanzao finally couldn't stand it anymore, and she couldn't help but ask, "You also practice swords like this?"

Liu Jingxun looked strange and said softly: "No, it's relatively simple for me to practice swords, that is, I will be beaten, recuperate, and beaten again. It's not that tiring, but you're going to feel a lot of pain."

Xing Hanzao was puzzled, "Do your hands and feet hurt?"

Liu Jingxun shook his head and said with a smile: "No, it's to break someone's hands and feet, and by the way, he will poke dozens of swords at his body, and when he is about to die, he will soak in the bath bucket to save his life."

Xing Hanzao gasped and said, "I always think my master is quite ruthless, I may be wrong to blame him."

Liu Jingxun said with a smile, "Your master and I teach people in different ways. I teach the skills ruthlessly, so that the apprentices can suffer when they learn the skills. Your master teaches you to be ruthless, and you don't want to suffer the hardships of being a human being outside of him, which is different."

Xing Hanzao was silent for a moment and asked, "What about the child? Your apprentice, learn to be a human being or learn skills first?"

Liu Jingxun smiled, "Of course it's together! It's just that I'm not very good at beating them, but you can't stand my method, because I'm not tired on my body, but tired on my heart."

Just like Jiang Yu, aren't you awkward? Okay, then it's good that you can't knock on the door, you can't eat, you have no place to eat, you have no place to talk about your grievances, hold it for two months, and it's strange if you don't cry.

After dark, the two walked into the town, and they had to go to the inn.

But from afar, Liu Jingxun saw that there seemed to be many qi refiners surrounding the inn. The realm is not bad, and there are even refining voids, or two.

Before he reached the inn, someone landed in an instant, a woman in yellow.

Yo he! Looking at the age is only five hundred, it is already in the realm of refining the void, could it be that it is the descendant of the Gao Yang Mo family?

Although Mo Wenchun's kid receives a lot of money every month, he is always the kind of person who can't speak.

Xing Hanzao had already removed the stone hanging on the wooden slave at this time, but the three talismans still made her a little difficult.

She glanced up and asked, "Gaoyang Mo Family?"

Liu Jingxun nodded, "It should be, other family members don't dare to be so flamboyant here."

Xing Hanzao asked again, "Regardless of her, let's do ours?"

Liu Jingxun smiled and nodded, "Yes."

He walked towards the inn, but after taking a few steps, he heard the woman say in a deep voice: "This is your last chance, get rid of the identity of the Shu clan, and ascend to the sky and join the main clan in one step."

Yikes! Liu Jingxun was suddenly not in a hurry.

Good show, watch it slowly.

He took off the wine gourd and sat under the eaves on the side of the road, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, watch slowly, isn't this a good show?"

The woman in yellow said several words, but no one paid attention to her, and her brows furrowed suddenly.

"It's not like I can't get married! You don't have a chance."

As soon as the words changed, the woman in yellow said in a deep voice: "The house is enshrined, don't be too heavy, and don't be too light."

A middle-aged man fell to the ground and asked with a smile, "What does Miss mean?"

The woman's expression was indifferent, "Just don't die if you can't fight."

At this time, Xing Hanzao muttered on the side, "What kind of grudge and hatred is this? How can it be like a woman upside down, but a man doesn't."

Liu Jingxun smiled and said, "This kind of thing, isn't it too ......?"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man entered the inn in an instant, and then returned instantly, and when he returned, he was already carrying a thin young man in his hand.

Liu Jingxun's eyes widened, obediently, a dignified true realm qi refiner, out of phase?

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Young Master Wenchun, Miss has an order, I have to offend."

Xing Hanzao suddenly found that Gongzi was gone.

Looking at it again, at the door of the inn, the thin young man had been carried aside, and the middle-aged man was clamped by a slender hand for a slap that had not fallen.

The middle-aged man and Liu Jingxun spoke almost at the same time.

"The territory of Gaoyang City, don't make mistakes for yourself!"

"What are you doing? How did you make it look like this?"

Liu Jingxuan only thought about it, and a flying sword that was as bright as the moon had already hit the middle-aged man's forehead, and then he used a little force, and a fist forced him out of dozens of zhang.

Xing Hanzao ran over in an instant, pulled out the wooden slave, and protected Liu Jingxun to the death.

Needless to say, there are some things that you have to do when you call someone else's son.

As a result, another hand pressed her head and pushed her into the inn with a gentle push.

"What are you making a fuss about?"

As soon as the words fell, Liu Jingxun pointed to a sword qi and slashed through the door of the inn, and said in a deep voice, "Don't bother me! Gaoyang Mo's family has an old relationship with me, don't force us to turn our faces."

After finishing speaking, he picked up Mo Wenchun and walked into the inn, scolding as he walked, "What the hell do you mean by this? Put on and climb up to a fox? Draining up your yang energy?"

Mo Wenchun scolded with a dark face.

scolded and scolded, but did not resist.

Outside the inn, the middle-aged man frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Miss, this person is just a palm, I can't hold it anymore, and this sword qi, I'm afraid that at least there is a refining realm, we have encountered a hard stubble." I still have a little impression of Young Master Wenchun being in a foreign land a few years ago, and he has no news, and he is alone with a young man who was chased and killed by the Ji family, I still have a little impression, is it possible?"

I heard back then that the climbing realm that was chased and killed by the Ji family seemed to be very young. But...... You can't be so young, right? It looks like it's less than forty, could it be that there is a realm of climbing the tower younger than Yu Tian in Middle Earth?

The woman in yellow frowned and walked over, and said in a deep voice, "He Mo Wenchun, where did he come from such a friend? Didn't you ...... last year?"

Speaking of this, the woman suddenly frowned.

Liu Jingxun in Middle Earth?

Before this guy went to Middle-earth to participate in the opening of the Green Starling Mountain, she knew it well.

The innkeeper's legs are scared and weak, come out like this in the middle of the night?

He walked to the table tremblingly, smiled and asked, "This great immortal, what should you eat or drink?"

Liu Jingxun said indifferently: "Take two pots of bars first."

As he spoke, he looked at Mo Wenchun, and said angrily, "Mo Da Shao, let's talk about it? What's going on?"

The wine was brought quickly, Mo Wenchun picked up the wine gourd and poured it wildly, and then said, "Liu Jingzhuo, your uncle! Let me go to your side, I wrote tens of thousands of words more after walking around, but how do you let me end? What next?"

Liu Jingxun smiled angrily, "Blame me? Do you not sleep day and night, boiling lamp oil? If you don't go out for a walk, it's useless to boil you to death! Don't talk about this yet, tell me first, what's going on with that woman outside?"

Xing Hanzao was amazed, and said in his heart that the appearance of this scholar is not the kind of scholar who was sucked away from yang energy written in the book?

Mo Wenchun said indifferently, "I just want to finish a fucking book! She Mo Sidong is bent on marrying me and becoming a fart relative! Lao Tzu wants to write a book! If you don't finish this book, you won't get married! Don't say let my family belong to the main family, I won't do it if the head of the family gives it to me! If you fuck me again, I'll change my surname!"

Liu Jingxun was dumbfounded and couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

Gee! Pity the writers of the world!

Look at the kids.