Early in the morning, it is an excellent time for cultivators to breathe in and refine qi, and while the vast majority of Qingyun disciples are meditating on their knees and spitting out the old and the new, a young man in white is struggling to "walk" on the thousands of mountain paths.

He walked up the mountain slowly with his head down, his hands instead of his feet, and two wine gourds hung symmetrically on his waist.

When it was about time, the young man walked upside down to a thatched hut, resumed his normal standing posture, and after another exercise, he dared to take off the two gourds around his waist, put them in front of the hut, and shouted: "Master, get up!"

Then the boy ran as fast as he could, like a white wind, blowing through the streams, through the woods, over the low hills, and over the halls.

The young man went straight to the Ethereal Peak, but did not stop at the Cloud Palace, but continued to go up. Although he was climbing the mountain, his speed did not decrease at all, and the white wind kept blowing upwards until it reached the top of the ethereal peak, the highest point of the entire Qingyun Sect.

The boy walked to the edge of the cliff and smiled, he saw the sea of clouds, which was endless, and it was at his feet.

The young man was naturally Hu Tianxiang, I saw him sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, silently reciting the essence of Guanyun Boxing in his heart, looking at the sea of clouds, and began to understand boxing.

Compared to Jingxin Fist, Hu Tianxiang's Guanyun Fist was too bad, and he didn't dare to fight this set of punches before the mysterious white-clothed young man appeared. Therefore, this first time he watched Yunwuquan, in addition to feeling novel, he still attached great importance to it, he didn't dare to be distracted at all, he sat straight, his eyes were round, and his whole body was tense, as if he had to see something else from the vast sea of clouds.

I don't know how long it took, the boy was already dizzy, and everything was white, but he was still gritting his teeth and persevering. At this moment, an old man with a broom in his hand and wearing a tattered robe came to him and said unceremoniously: "Get out of the way, don't get in the way of me sweeping the floor." ”

Hu Tianxiang was stunned, hurriedly got up, and gave up his position.

The old man waved his broom, and the position where Hu Tianxiang was sitting a few times was false, and the broom didn't even touch the ground, and then went to sweep other places.

The young man was a little confused, looked at the old man's back suspiciously, and then sat back in the original place and continued to watch the cloud wuquan.

After a while, the old man came back with his broom, and said to him, "Get out of the way, don't get in the way of me sweeping the floor." ”

At this time, Hu Tianxiang was a little angry, so he asked: "Didn't this place just finish sweeping? Besides, this place is not dirty, there is no dust." ”

"I'm not sweeping dust. ”

"Then what are you sweeping?" the young man was puzzled.

"I'm sweeping. The old man said unceremoniously.

Hu Tianxiang stood up suddenly, and asked angrily: "Old man, why do you scold people? Are you also from the Qingyun faction? There are not many people in the Qingyun faction now, and I have seen most of them, but why have I never seen you? Besides, do you know me? Why do you say that I am a stupid person? Where did I offend you?"

The old man laughed and said, "Isn't it just mosquito breaking boxing, an ordinary exercise." If you look at the clouds like this, you are blind, and you don't want to realize anything. ”

The other party just glanced at him a few times, and then said the exercises he practiced, and knew that he was watching the clouds and understanding the boxing, Hu Tianxiang couldn't help but be surprised again, and then looked at the other party seriously.

The old man had gray hair, medium height, slightly fat, and a very good complexion, but there seemed to be sorrow coiled between his eyebrows. Although the clothes worn by the old man were tattered, he could vaguely identify them as the robes of the Qingyun faction, so Hu Tianxiang put his mind at ease, otherwise, an unfriendly stranger appeared in front of him, and he couldn't pretend not to see it.

"Let's get it straight, young man, it's not right for you to look at the clouds like this. The old man sighed and said with a broom.

Hu Tianxiang said in disbelief: "What do you think of that?"

The old man hung a wine gourd around his waist, took it off and threw it to the young man, and said with a smile: "You must drink it before watching the clouds!

Hu Tianxiang had a headache when he saw the wine, and waved his hand again and again. It was too painful to use the true dragon qi to open up the meridians before, so Liu Ling asked him to drink to relieve the pain, but in fact, it didn't have much effect, but his brain was groggy. Hu Tianxiang doesn't like to drink by nature, he knows that his alcohol volume and wine quality are very poor, so when others talk about the word wine, he can't help frowning. If it weren't for Master's stern explanation, he wouldn't have gone to drink every day.

"Drink quickly, if you don't drink, you won't be able to practice Guanyun Boxing!" the old man urged.

Hu Tianxiang really didn't realize anything through Guanyun, so he simply used the dead horse as a live horse doctor, so he pulled out the gourd stopper and drank half a sip carefully, feeling extremely spicy, even worse than Master's wine.

The old man sneered, "Drink like a." I'll give you another chance, take three sips right now, and if you don't drink you'll admit you're a!"

Regarding the old man's almost scoundrel statement, Hu Tianxiang did not flinch, immediately ignored the three-seven-twenty-one, raised the gourd and poured wine into his mouth, and really drank three sips.

After three sips of spirits, Hu Tianxiang found that his tongue was already wooden, he couldn't speak flexibly, and his head was like being filled with lead, so heavy that he couldn't raise his head. The boy hated the man who invented the wine, and he wanted to pull him closer and beat him up, and greet all the eighteen generations of his ancestors.

"How is it? "How does it feel?" asked the old man with a smile.

Hu Tianxiang tried his best to sit up straight, tried his best to open his eyes, and then looked at the sea of clouds in the distance, but what he saw was still that endless, white expanse.

"You...... Who the hell is ?......" Hu Tianxiang originally wanted to ask why what he saw before and after drinking did not change, but he asked the wrong question, and this was the first time.

"I'm just a sweeper. The old man smiled.

"Haha, yes, why did I ask knowingly?" The wine came up, Hu Tianxiang no longer sat upright, his whole body relaxed, and the expression on his face became richer, but he mainly smirked, and after a while, he asked inarticulately, "Old man, do you know who I am?"

"And who are you?" the old man asked him cooperatively.

"I, you can stand firm, listen up, I am the famous Hu Tianxiang!"

"Oh, you're Hu Tianxiang. ”

"That's right, that'......s right! Then, do you know the Red Feather Secret Realm?"

"What's going on in the Red Feather Secret Realm?"

"Hehe, I don't tell ordinary people! I slaughtered all directions in the Red Feather Secret Realm, and I was invincible! What Zixiao Palace, what True One Sect, what Immortal Valley, what Trouble Dragon Island, in front of our Qingyun Sect, especially in front of me Hu Tianxiang, it's all bullshit! It's not worth mentioning! I'll knock them down with one punch!"

"You're amazing. ”

"That's a must! You don't look at who I am, I'm Hu Tianxiang!"

"Then why are you so good? You're not bragging, are you?"

"Absolutely no bragging! I can't brag! Bragging is too hard for me! I can't learn...... Hey, hey, hey, to tell you the truth, I'm a Jiren with my own natural appearance, and as soon as I entered the treasure hall, I got thousands of medium-grade spiritual qi pills, and I just relied on these good things to crush them into slag, hahaha......"

"Oh, then you're really lucky, so how many mid-grade Spiritual Qi Pills are left now?"

"Alas, spending money is like running water, there are still thirty-five left, poor!"

"And what should I do next time I see them?"

"It's okay, don't worry, I'll still knock them down! Even if I can't, I still have the Iron Heart Ding! Do you know about the Lingbao? Have you seen it? Have you heard of it? Hehehe, it took nearly five hundred medium-grade spiritual qi pills to refine it...... "The drunken Hu Tianxiang took the Iron Heart Ding out of the spirit ring, hugged it tightly in his arms, and smirked, "The Iron Heart Ding, mine, no one will give it!"

"Coincidentally, I also have a ding. The old man turned his hand over as he spoke, and there was a small tripod in his palm, and the tripod body was red.

As soon as Hu Tianxiang saw this ding, the strength of the wine went down a little bit, he stood up leisurely, looked at the red small ding, and couldn't help asking, "What kind of tripod is this?"

The old man smiled and said, "This tripod also has a name, called Burning Immortal Ding. ”

"Burning Immortal Ding, can you burn the immortals? Old man, you are really not ashamed, this name is too big, I don't think it's as good as my Tiexin Ding, well, it's definitely not as good!, it's definitely not as good!" Hu Tianxiang insisted and shook his head vigorously.

The old man laughed at it, didn't bother with him, turned to point to the sea of clouds, and asked, "When you look at the sea of clouds now, what is the change from just now?"

Hu Tianxiang turned his head to look and replied with a smile: "There are more clouds!"

"I think you've drunk too much!"

The old man suddenly kicked him angrily and kicked Hu Tianxiang down, and the latter lay down and fell asleep.