The two of them came in quietly, most likely without affecting the other disciples, and met Wen Mu'er and Xiao Nan's eyes, grinning. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Next to the two women sat a man and a woman.

The man's name is Chen Nan, the woman's name is Wu Fan, and Zixiu, like Zixiu, is the leading "genius cultivator" in this Dao Palace, he was not conspicuous when he first entered the Dao Palace, so long time has passed, and his performance is excellent, there is almost nothing they don't understand, there is nothing they can't do, the cultivator's "six arts" are stronger than the other, and even the senior brother of the Dharma Patrol is full of praise.

Wen Mu'er and Xiao Nan are spiritual plant transformations, and their talents are also very good, plus they study hard, and they are the same existence as Chen Nan and others, and they are several "genius cultivators" sitting together, which is natural.

Yijian and Long Ji habitually, ran to the last row and sat down, the senior brother of the law patrol talked about "the role of the formation instrument and the formation pattern when arranging the formation", after listening for a while, Long Ji took out the jade slip and looked at the "miscellaneous book".

Yijian stared blankly at the back of the same door in front of him, his thoughts gradually drifted away, and some strange thoughts appeared in his mind.

For example, put on a cloak and loudly tell Wen Mu'er about his true strength, and meet Wen Mu'er's shocked and adoring eyes, and stand up and beat the senior brother of the Dharma, the senior brother did not dare to speak......

Every thought is ridiculous, not only ridiculous, but also effortlessly has the following plot, without exception, it is impossible to happen.

Yijian was immersed in it, only feeling that his thinking was lively, and he couldn't say how relaxed he was, and a smile couldn't help but hang on the corner of his mouth.

While explaining, the senior brother paid attention to the disciples, and when he saw a sword "wandering outside the world", the senior brother secretly said: "The cultivators of the dignified Jindan Realm can actually get distracted......?

"Ahem!"

Senior Brother coughed and said loudly, "Senior Brother Jinding, answer this question!"

"Huh?"

Yijian suddenly woke up, slowly stood up, and looked at the "image" behind the senior brother of the Patrol Law: a corner of a formation weapon, a paragraph of a formation.

When the senior brothers give lectures, they often conjure up some things to make them more vivid.

At first glance, Yijian felt that these two things were quite familiar, but when they were combined, they didn't understand what they meant at all, and they couldn't help but be stunned.

Long Ji looked at the "image" with a tacit understanding, he knew that there was a chance that a sword would not be able to hit, so he could only tell him after he understood it.

No matter how talented Long Ji is, even if it is a divine beast, when he is completely distracted, he has to react if he wants to sort out the problem.

Yijian was stunned for a breath, and Wen Mu'er's voice sounded in his head.

With Wen Muer's understanding of a sword, where can he not guess that a sword is not understood at all?

"Yijian, you really have to listen carefully, what I just talked about a few days ago, according to what I said......"

Yijian breathed a sigh of relief and explained according to what Wen Mu'er said.

After finishing his speech, Senior Brother Patrol said: "That's right, the opinion is quite unique, if there is no reminder from others, it would be even better! Talent is important, and the acquired effort is also indispensable!"

Wen Mu'er's divine consciousness transmission fluctuations naturally can't be concealed from the senior brother of the Dharma Transmission, if everyone is practicing spells, the fluctuations will be even more obvious.

The disciples looked at the sword with a smile.

Yijian was unaware of everyone's "attention salute", and said with a smile: "Thank you for your advice!"

"Hmm!"

Senior Brother Chuan nodded and continued.

Yijian sat down, but he was quite puzzled in his heart: "What happened to me just now? Why did I have an inexplicable conjecture in my mind?

The day's lessons passed quickly, and the senior brother assigned some homework.

After class, the disciples left the Dao Palace in a hurry, or went back to do their schoolwork, or did some private things that were not enough for outsiders.

Soon, only Wen Mu'er and others remained in the Dao Palace.

Yijian smiled and said, "Wen Mu'er, Xiao Nan, where have you been in the past two days?"

Wen Mu'er raised his head and said, "Yuan Hai will take us to the land of the gods, hahaha...... We have excavated a lot of treasures and changed a lot of sects to worship!"

Long Ji smiled: "Congratulations, congratulations! Hahaha......"

Xiao Nan waved his hand again and again and said: "Long Ji, Yijian, my sister and I are going to start reviewing today's teaching, you and Yijian will go first, and accompany us out in two days." ”

"Where?"

Yijian said curiously.

Wen Mu'er said: "Didn't we dig up some treasures, exchange them for some spirit stones, and go out to buy some things in two days, that thing is not in the sect, only in that realm!"

"What is so mysterious......

Xiao Nan grinned and said, "If I don't tell you, it won't be interesting to say it, do you want to accompany us!"

Long Ji smiled: "Go, why don't you go!hahaha...... Senior Brother Yijian, let's go first!"

Pulling a sword, Long Ji walked away with a smile.

Out of the gate of the Dao Palace, a sword said: "Why did Senior Brother Long Ji pull me away so early, I was about to ask!"

"Hahaha......"

Long Ji laughed, just hanging and not talking, he guessed that the things bought by the two girls were given to them nine times out of ten, otherwise Yuan Hai would have accompanied him a long time ago.

However, if I didn't see the sword, I was surprised when I said it, so I simply hid it and didn't say it.

Time passed quickly, and three days later, the four of them set off as scheduled.

On the way from the Sword Sect to the Yingjie, Yijian wanted to ask, but he didn't open his mouth patiently, he was not stupid, and guessed that the two girls wanted to give a surprise.

When they arrived at the Yingjie, they sat at the "door" for a few days, and everyone came to a world with the fragrance of wine.

Yijian almost guessed the plan of the two women, and he was quite moved in his heart.

Wen Mu'er and Xiao Nan pulled a sword and Long Ji, and ran all the way to the front of a restaurant called "Drunken Immortal Building".

The "Drunken Immortal Building" is very large, comparable to the "Cyclamen" of the Sword Sect, which is full of high-ranking friends and has a lot of cultivators.

Wen Mu'er introduced loudly: "Piaoxiang world, hehe, famous for its abundance of all kinds of fine wines, Yijian told me before, coveting the drunken immortal wine of the 'Drunken Immortal Building' in the Piaoxiang world for a long time, and I will take you to drink enough today!"

"Piaoxiang Realm" is a prestigious small realm in Xianle Prefecture, located in the central region of Xianle Prefecture, belonging to the rule of Jingzong, with a pleasant climate and abundant "wine", many cultivators who come to Xianle Prefecture will come over to taste it.

In particular, "Drunken Immortal Wine" is a signboard!

Because of the good "wine", Jingzong's garrison is stronger than other "small realms", and thousands of "gates" have been erected in a small realm to facilitate the passage of cultivators.

"Hee-hee...... Master, my sister and I have been taking care of you for a long time, and now that we have spirit stones, I am thinking about treating you well, are you satisfied with this gift?"

Yijian was so excited that his hands trembled: "Satisfied, satisfied, no longer satisfied." I've occasionally mentioned the Drunken Immortal Building, it's hard for you to remember!"

Long Ji said with a smile: "Senior Brother Yijian, I've heard you say it many times in the Drunken Immortal Building, and this time I finally have the opportunity to taste it, hahaha......"

The four of them stepped in, and Xiao Er ran over to entertain them attentively.

According to common sense, the higher the cultivator, the more he should sit upstairs, but the four of them were in a good mood and felt that the lobby was lively, so they sat down in the lobby.

The lobby is indeed very lively, there are all kinds of cultivators, and there are even dozens of singers who sing songs, sitting in the innermost part of the lobby, babbling and singing.

The wine and food soon came up, and the four of them feasted.

"Immortal drunk" lives up to its reputation, although the power of heaven and earth is weak, but it has an endless aftertaste, which makes people want to stop.

Even Wen Mu'er and Xiao Nan, who have never liked to drink much, drank a few glasses for the first time.

"Go, go, go...... Whoever wants to listen to the yellow-haired girl sing, go aside!"

An ape spiritual cultivator at a table not far away waved his hand impatiently and drove away a little girl holding a musical instrument, who bowed her head and did not dare to speak, and walked to another table.

The little girl looked eleven or twelve years old, and she looked shriveled and shriveled, so how could she be as attractive as the singer in the lobby? Naturally, she was driven away again.

Seeing Wen Mu'er's sympathetic face, Yijian shook his head and sighed: "The fragrance world is rich in fine wine, and there are also many ancillary products, in addition to singing and eating...... If this mortal comes, just send a spirit stone away, it's pitiful!"

The little girl walked from table to table, and was impatiently driven away.

The shopkeepers are accustomed to this scene, and it is rare not to rush the little girl.

There were four cultivators sitting at a table with meaty faces, and one of the cultivators saw the little girl and beckoned to her.

The little girl looked at it timidly, and didn't want to go over, but she was glared at by the cultivator and walked over.

The four cultivators were dressed in animal skins, and the cultivators of the Law Refining Realm thought that they were cultivators from a small tribe nearby, and they rushed over to drink.

The cultivator looked up and down: "The little girl looks good, she is a little thinner, eat two good meals and make up for it, it is still interesting, hahaha...... Three brothers, what do you think of my vision?"

The three cultivators nodded: "It's just a mortal, the fourth brother likes it as her blessing, not bad!"

"Hahaha......"

The cultivator laughed triumphantly and reached out to touch the little girl's hand.

The little girl was so frightened that she was trembling, and tears were falling down, but she didn't dare to do anything, so she could only keep retreating.

But she, as a mortal, how could she resist a cultivator?

The cultivator laughed, dragged the little girl with a look of despair into his arms, leaned in and sniffed it, and laughed: "It's very fragrant, hahaha, if it weren't for the public, I would ...... Hey, hey, hey......"

The nearby cultivators turned a blind eye to this scene.

A mortal is just a mortal, and he can't offend four cultivators for the sake of a mortal, pretending not to see it.

Wen Mu'er and Xiao Nan slapped the table, both women, they deeply sympathized with the little girl, so they wanted to get up and teach the cultivator a lesson.

At this moment, a handsome cultivator with sword eyebrows and starry eyes walked in outside the restaurant, swept his eyes, and saw the little girl in the cultivator's arms, and crossed a hundred zhang distance in one step.

The cultivator only felt a flower in front of him, and a man appeared in front of him, and the girl lying in his arms was actually lying in the man's arms.

The monk was furious: "What are you......"

"Smack"

The cultivator was happily slapped by the man, and the strong force rushed into his body, and the meridians and bones of his whole body clicked, and he fell softly.

A mouthful of blood rushed up his throat, and out of thin air a force appeared, forcing the blood back. (To be continued.) )