Chapter 37: The Great Fool of Hundred Lives
Evening.
Xianxian Peak...
"Poof..."
Inside the PanthΓ©on.
Elder Yue snorted and sprayed the wine in his mouth on the ground, and the whole person was blind: "What kind of wine is this, so strong?" β
Jiang Xuan said happily on the side: "Hengshui is old and white." β
"Hengshui Lao Baigan?"
Elder Yue said two sentences, he had never heard the name of this wine at all, but he hesitated again and again, but he couldn't help but take another sip, and the whole person bared his teeth and grinned: "It's so strong, it's so strong." β
Of course it's fierce.
This is a 76-degree Hengshui special supply, and ordinary old drunkards can't stand this.
What about Elder Yue.
What kind of liquor he drank was nothing more than some red sorghum, bamboo leaf green, or apricot blossom wine.
Thirty or forty degrees is over, and due to the craft brewing process, even the red sorghum, which is known as a spirit in the world, is actually only 367 degrees.
"You're hurt?"
After laughing at Elder Yue's embarrassed appearance, Jiang Xuan focused his attention on his right hand again.
"Minor injuries." Elder Yue flipped his palm and said nonchalantly, "Could it be that if the four countries of them are only allowed to come to our Shen Kingdom to make trouble, we are not allowed to go back?" β
Jiang Xuan didn't speak.
Looking at it like this, Elder Yue should have turned into a demonic giant and gone to other countries to commit crazy crimes.
It's just that Shikoku is not muddy, and Lao Yue obviously didn't please him.
"Do you still have any money, lend me tens of thousands of taels."
"What to do, buy medicine and wine to heal your wounds?"
"Heal a fart."
Elder Yue's face was full of disbelief: "Zhu Lianfeng, this old guy, is really strong in his hands, and it is also because I used an iron gun instead of a stick in order to hide my identity, otherwise how could I lose his move and be injured by his sword qi on the back of my hand." β
said.
Elder Yue said bluntly: "Lend me tens of thousands of taels, I will go to the black market to buy and kill him, he is not better than me, and if you collide with my big gun, his tiger's mouth will definitely be shattered, don't think about holding a sword in a month." β
Broken thoughts added: "Using a gun is not easy to use a stick, otherwise he used his sword to hurt the back of my hand, it would not be as simple as cracking his tiger's mouth, it can definitely shatter his wrist, and the one who wins must be me." β
"Money is a small thing..."
Jiang Xuan did not refuse, and directly took out five silver tickets with a denomination of 10,000 taels: "I brought a maid back from the bottom of the mountain, she is very talented, I want her to stay on the mountain, and then please find someone who is good at using kung fu such as palms and swords to guide her." β
Smell.
Elder Yue looked embarrassed: "You spent 100,000 taels to get started back then. β
"She's in a different situation than I do." Jiang Xuan revealed a little bit about one or two: "Seventeen years old, second-rate middle-rate, learning Mianzhang, soft sword, and three Jingong." β
"Seventeen-year-old second-rate middle!"
Elder Yue became interested: "This is not going for a twenty-year-old first-class, thirty-year-old grandmaster. β
Jiang Xuan nodded.
"The tears of the goddess have become pearls in the sea." Elder Yue knew what Jiang Xuan's idea was, and whispered, "What is the origin of this girl, it can't be a secret heir cultivated by a certain martial arts family, right?" β
Jiang Xuan replied: "Peace Road." β
"Peace Road?"
Elder Yue paused for a moment, and said dumbfounded: "Messy party? β
"What's the trouble." Jiang Xuan didn't like to hear this: "They are all poor people who can't get by, don't worry, I have already influenced her, and she can also be patriotic." β
Elder Yue was a little hesitant.
Baishou Palace is a sect that protects the country, and it is not good to take in the chaotic party, and it is easy to cause trouble when it spreads.
"Mianzhang, soft sword, three-stage Jingong, and a peerless-level light skill, a peerless spiritual method and silkworm skill..."
Jiang Xuan took out a few cheats: "What about the sect, I can see it, I can touch it, these are the trophies I collected after I exterminated the peace road, I will hand them over to the sect now, open source for the sect, the sect will not even agree to this request." β
"This..."
Elder Yue looked incredulous.
Because you know from the names of these exercises, this is a systematic mastery, which is enough to shape a martial arts family.
If the other disciples got it, they would have hidden it as a treasure a long time ago, and Jiang Xuan actually wanted to dedicate it to the sect, that is, the sect was dead, not a living thing, otherwise he would have to jump out and say: 'Jiang Xuan loves me...'
"I don't understand you anymore."
"No, I've never understood you."
Elder Yue looked at Jiang Xuan: "You even abandoned such a peerless study and gave it to the mountain gate, do you have no ambition, or are you too ambitious, what are your plans, you are so greedy that people are afraid." β
Hear this.
Jiang Xuan also sighed: "I have a strong desire, my heart is never satisfied, since I talked about it today, I am not afraid that you know, I practice martial arts not for martial arts, nor for money and power, or to establish a martial arts family or something, I practice martial arts for only one purpose, that is, to look at immortals with martial arts." β
"Wangxian?"
"I think you're crazy."
Elder Yue didn't know what to judge Jiang Xuan.
As for the immortals.
Shen Taizu is dead, where are the immortals in the world.
If there are immortals.
There are 36 bustling countries in the world, and there are tens of thousands of sects, aren't they all seeking immortals.
"In life, who is not crazy."
Jiang Xuan asked rhetorically: "Teacher, do you think I can still be saved?" β
Elder Yue shook his head slightly, and only said, "Let that girl stay, but she won't be included in the disciple's genealogy." β
Jiang Xuan thought for a while: "Teacher, if I succeed one day, do you need me to cross you?" β
Elder Yue scoffed: "I just hope you don't go crazy so much that you cause trouble and affect the sect." β
"I see."
Jiang Xuan nodded and left, stopped when he was about to go out, and turned back and said, "If one day the sect is destroyed, I will pass on the Liaoyuan Heart Method and make the mountain gate endless." β
There was no response, only a cry of regret: "It's crazy." β
......
"I heard that there are two more kinds of mastery in the sect, and there is also a set of sword stunts corresponding to the mastery."
"Nonsense, I've heard it for a long time, and it is said that it was presented by the true legend of the surname Jiang."
"The disciple offered it, I thought it was a reward from the royal family."
"Yes, how can there be such a stupid person, if I have this set of mastery, I will definitely go down the mountain to create my own martial arts family."
"Hehe, you all don't know, this senior brother is really stupid, people are not here to learn martial arts, they are seeking immortals."
Immortal seeker Jiang Xuan.
This is the title given to him by some sect disciples.
Of course.
In private, more people prefer to call him 'a fool of longevity...'
"Fool!"
Hu flew away.
On the second day after he returned to the mountain, the son inherited his father's business and went down the mountain to become rich.
Jiang Xuan didn't keep it.
Everyone has their own pursuits, Hu Fei pursues wealth and nobility, and he...
Jiang Xuan really didn't know what to pursue except for an immortal character.
Money.
Right.
It's too easy.
As for martial arts.
The upper limit of the martial arts in the Hangu realm is very low, and after being shaped by the strange things of heaven and earth, this is already a dead end that can be touched.
So he has no choice, he must seek immortals in this life.
Otherwise, he can only degenerate into a three-wife and four concubines, and only knows the rice worms surging around the woman, which is simply terrifying.
"Brother..."
Just thinking about it.
A squirming voice came from behind him: "The clothes issued by the sect are small. β
"Small?"
Jiang Xuan looked back.
When it came into the eyes, Lime blushed with shame, just like an adult wearing a child's clothes, and his chest was bulging, and he couldn't fit it at all.
"Wear mine first." Jiang Xuan's face was expressionless: "Next time, don't wrap your chest when the clothes measuring officer of the general affairs room comes down, otherwise you won't be able to measure it." β
There was a muttering from behind him: "I don't want to entangle it, but it's too big, and it's very good to practice martial arts." β
Jiang Xuan was speechless.
He's a big fool of Baishou.
What about limes.
Nickname: 'Milk Lemon...'