For three days in a row, Yan Shiyi did not take a step out of the library, and devoted himself to cultivation every day, occasionally listening to Mo Jingtian talk about some interesting things in the cultivation world.

During this period, Mei Qingqiu came a few times, but she came with the task arranged by the Pope, the purpose was nothing more than to confirm whether the Haoran Sword had really been lost, and whether the black tattered iron rod was the Haoran Sword that was once the head of the Eight Desolation Swords.

It's just that Mo Jingtian blocked him out of the library several times, not letting him in and disturbing Yan Shiyi.

Mo Jingtian just told him that there was no need to worry about the affairs over there in the 100,000 miles of wasteland, let him go back and reply to the Pope, those things would be dealt with by the saints of the Holy Temple, as for the Haoran Sword, it was not yet the time, as long as the time came, it would naturally reappear in the world. As for the rest, the rotten ship also has three catties of nails, which is known as the most wasteful immortal realm of the Daqian Dynasty, and it is not so wasted that it can be slaughtered by others.

Mei Qingqiu heard the mystery in his words, and was naturally very happy, and finally lived up to the Pope's trust.

When asked about Yan Shiyi's situation, Mo Jingtian just told him that the future of Haoran Academy fell on this young man, and whether he could restore his former glory depended on what kind of height this young man could go to in the future.

Mei Qingqiu heard something else, and said with a smile: "After carrying most of my life, I can finally unload the burden on my shoulders!"

Mo Jingtian didn't say much, only said that everything had to wait for the young man's trip to the temple to come back.

Mei Qingqiu thought that he already knew everything, Mo Jingtian had already chosen Yan Shiyi to be his heir, even if the iron rod was not Haoran Sword, Haoran Sword must still be in Mo Jingtian's hands, and he already wanted Yan Shiyi to become the new Haoran Sword Master. As for the trip to the holy temple, it is completely understandable that each of the Eight Desolation Sword Masters, in addition to getting the Eight Desolation Sword Masters, must also be recognized by the Holy Temple, although it is just some formal rituals, but it has been a long time, and it is still necessary to continue to carry out the inheritance for thousands of years.

Since Mei Qingqiu was able to be elected as the dean by those old monsters of Haoran Academy, although his cultivation was not high, he was also a shrewd person, except for the hidden dangers on Yan Shi's body, he didn't guess it, and the others were already close to the truth.

Mei Qingqiu thought that she finally had the opportunity to throw the burden of the dean to the young man, and she was naturally very happy, in the past nearly a hundred years, it can be said that she has been diligent and exhausted.

Mei Qingqiu said goodbye to Mo Jingtian and went directly to Xuanqian Palace.

The Pope met with him secretly, and after Mei Qingqiu reported everything, although Mo Jingtian's words were a little ambiguous, and a large part of them were from Mei Qingqiu's speculation, but after the Pope had speculated on his own, the result was not much different from what Mei Qingqiu said, and the only variable was whether the young man named Yan Shiyi could carry the banner of Haoran Sword Master.

The Pope suddenly remembered what he saw in Qianwu Square that day, and asked: "By the way, Qingqiu, Cao Po challenged Yan Shiyi, do you think Yan Shiyi has any chance of winning?"

Mei Qingqiu said: "Don't dare to deceive the Pope, although Yan Shiyi's kid won Han Fei, in fact, it was all about luck, Yan Shiyi himself is currently only a martial artist in the Four Realms, and he has only started to practice with Uncle Mo in the past few days, so in the next single match, Yan Shiyi has no chance of winning against Cao Po!"

The Pope pondered for a moment and said: "Cao Po, this young man, I have been paying attention for a long time, give him ten years, and he is expected to step into the Upper Five Realms, I have the heart to draw him to the Xuanqian Palace, but looking at this son, his personality is a little cruel, and he still needs to be polished." Originally, he challenged Yan Shiyi, and I didn't care much, but now the situation is different, since Yan Shiyi is likely to be the new Haoran Sword Master, the importance of the Great Qian Dynasty and even the entire Datong World is not comparable to Cao Po, we need to protect him when he is fledgling!"

Seeing that Mei Qingqiu was just watching herself, the Pope couldn't help but say clearly: "You want to find a way to make Yan Shiyi unable to appear in the solo competition." ”

Mei Qingqiu rolled up his beard and said: "Although I don't know much about that kid, but after the observation of the past few days, he is not a person who will easily admit defeat, Cao Po challenged him in front of everyone, to let him take the initiative to give up, I am afraid that it will be a little difficult!"

The Pope thought for a moment and said, "You have an apprentice named Wang Taiping, right? That kid is the son of Wang Yinglong, I have watched him grow up since I was a child, he is an eccentric master, and this task will be entrusted to him!"

Mei Qingqiu couldn't imagine that his apprentice still had such a relationship with the Pope, thinking of Wang Taiping's performance in the past, he felt that he was indeed the best candidate for this matter, if he couldn't even do it, then there would be no way.

In the library building, Yan Shiyi fiddled with the iron rod in disgust, but he didn't know that it was also this tattered thing that made the leaders of the cultivation world of the Great Qianhuang Dynasty look at him with admiration.

"Yan Shiyi, are you in there?"

The original silence was shattered by a cry on the mountain behind the academy.

Yan Shiyi was in good spirits, and the owner who heard the voice was the chubby young man Wang Taiping. The two days of contact made him have a good impression of this little fat man, although the fat man looked a little scared, but he still had some heart to heart with himself at the critical moment, especially when defeating Han Fei, the line with himself on and off the stage was perfect!

Yan Shiyi trotted out with a smile, "Fatty, it's you, why are you here?"

Wang Taiping's eyes flashed with a cunning coldness, and he said with a smile: "At this time, my master has long been resting, who will care about me." ”

Yan Shiyi can be called day and night in the library, and when the little fat man said this, he found that it was already a child's hour.

"Hey, what are you carrying these things for?" Yan Shiyi suddenly found that Wang Taiping was carrying a large number of things in his hand.

Wang Taiping raised his finger and sighed at his lips, lowered his voice and said, "I'm bored, I suddenly want to barbecue, and I don't have much energy to be alone, so I ran to find you." ”

"Okay!" Yan Shiyi readily agreed, concentrating on cultivation in the past few days, and there was no meal, and he would be a little hungry.

Wang Taiping asked softly: "I came to Houshan to find you for a barbecue, Uncle Tai will not have an opinion, right?"

Yan Shi puffed up his chest and said, "You mean the old man? He dares! You don't know who has the final say in our back mountain?"

Wang Taiping's eyes were full of admiration, amazing! Even Uncle Taishi didn't pay attention to it.

At this moment, there was a coughing sound in the library.

Yan Shiyi hurriedly tiptoed to Wang Taiping's side, and said urgently: "Let's go, barbecue, hurry up, what are you doing in a daze?"

Only then did Wang Taiping realize that this kid was also a bluffing master, and it turned out that he was not as wise and martial as he said.

Under the leadership of Yan Shiyi, the two found a place a little far away from the library building, set up tools, burned charcoal, and began to barbecue.

Yan Shiyi took a few chicken wings and pierced a few small holes in them with bamboo skewers, and the blood suddenly flowed out slowly.

Wang Taiping said: "I can't think of a veteran. ”

Yan Shi smiled and said: "Of course! By the way, how can there be no cumin powder at this time, you wait, I'll come when I go!"

When I returned to the library, I didn't see Mo Jingtian, and at this time, Yan Shiyi could still manage so much, and took a small bottle full of cumin powder and came out.

After a while, the aroma of roasted chicken wings wafted across the mountain behind the entire academy.

The two teenagers didn't talk to each other, snatched the chicken wings and began to bloom in large chunks.

A chicken wing went down, and Yan Shiyi said regretfully: "At this time, it would be nice if there was wine!"

Wang Taiping was overjoyed when he heard this, he came with a mission tonight, and he never thought that he hadn't opened his mouth yet, but Yan Shiyi said it himself.

"Wine!" Wang Taiping smiled, "How can you eat barbecue without wine!"

After the fat man finished speaking, he untied the gourd tied to his waist and threw it at Yan Shiyi, "Take it!"

As soon as Yan Shiyi took it, he pulled out the stopper of the gourd, and suddenly the aroma of wine overflowed, and he was serving a pot of good wine!

Wang Taiping was like a trick, and suddenly took out two sea bowls, one by one, and placed them in front of Yan Shiyi and himself.

Yan Shi looked at the bowl, afraid that the wine that was not a gourd would not be enough, and sighed: "The wine is good wine, but unfortunately it is too little, and I am afraid that the two bowls will not be able to be divided!"

Wang Taiping grabbed the gourd mysteriously, and said with a smile: "Look at it!" The bowl was poured up, and after a while, he filled the bowl in front of Yan Shiyi, shook the gourd, listened to the sound There were many more, and poured the bowl in front of him full, and then threw the gourd back to Yan Shiyi.

Yan Shiyi took it and shook it, and found that the wine in the gourd didn't seem to have been poured, and said in surprise: "Your gourd is so magical?"

Wang Taiping smiled: "This gourd is a treasure. ”

Yan Shi read many romance novels, and immediately understood, and said: "I know, this is a space magic weapon. ”

Wang Taiping nodded, "Yes, there is Huigen!"

"Hui, you big-headed ghost!" Yan Shiyi ignored him, picked up the sea bowl, drank the whole bowl of wine in three or two sips, poured a full sea bowl for himself, and drank it again with chicken wings.

Seeing Wang Taiping muttering straightforwardly, according to this situation, I am afraid that it is not this kid who will be knocked down tonight, but himself.

"Drink! what are you doing!" Yan picked up the sea bowl, "Come, fatty, let's go!"

Wang Taiping beat the drum in his heart, but he still picked up the wine bowl and touched one with him.

"Fatty, you don't just have chicken wings, do you?"

"You won't see it yourself, don't you have a lot of it in the bag!"

"Wow, fat man, you're good, you don't do this kind of thing on weekdays! Pork ribs, saury, crucian carp, wow, there are even pork belly!"

"Fatty, I finally know why you're so fat!"

In the back mountain, in addition to the joking voices of the two teenagers, it is the aroma of barbecue and the aroma of old wine.

In the dark, Old Man Mo swallowed his saliva, if it weren't for his identity, he was afraid that he would be laughed at by the young man and that he would have to grab meat with the two juniors, so he would have run out and be hungry and pounced.

Looking at this posture, are these two teenagers afraid that they will eat and drink until daylight?

Old Man Mo could only shake his head and sigh.

The barbecue was served with wine, and in less than half an hour, Yan Shiyi had already eaten six or seven bowls of spirits.

The fat man peeked in, this guy didn't show the slightest sign of getting drunk, it seems that this trip is stealing chickens and rice, wasting money, not to mention, stealing a few jars of good wine buried by my father in the backyard, and I don't know how to explain when I go back.

"By the way, tomorrow is the singles competition of the Six Academies, you won't go, right?" Wang Taiping asked suddenly, but he was praying in his heart that this kid would not go because he was afraid of Cao Po's prestige, otherwise he would really lose all his money this time!

"Ahh

Wang Taiping's eyes were dark, dog's day! Dare to love this kid in the mountains I don't know how time has passed, I don't remember the singles race?

"Yes, you won't go, right?" Wang Taiping frightened, "This Cao Po is a ruthless character, do you know what others say about him, Cao Po makes a move, and there is rarely a living mouth! If you want me to say, tomorrow you will just find an excuse to shirk it! If you don't go, no one will say anything about you, besides, in this capital, you are not a celebrity, even if someone really remembers this, you will forget it in a few days, why bother to ask for hardship!"

"Go, why don't you go!" Yan picked up the liquor and poured a sip, "That day, I felt unpleasant when I saw that Cao Po, so I didn't die, I actually sent it to the door to be beaten, such a cheap good thing, how can I miss it." If you're afraid that I'll cause any trouble to the academy, don't worry, I'll beat him to bed for a few days at most, and I won't kill him!"

Wang Taiping stared at him straightly, is this kid really stupid or fake, who is Cao Po? It's okay if you don't kill him, you still want to kill him!

"By the way, fat man, thank you, if it weren't for your reminder, I really wouldn't be able to remember going to the singles tomorrow!" Yan picked up the wine bowl and made a gesture of clinking glasses.

Wang Taiping's eyes darkened, and he fell to the ground, this mission was a complete failure, and he could only pray that this kid would never be in danger tomorrow, otherwise, Dad, Dean, Pope, this layer of pressure, he can't resist it.

Yan Shi saw that the fat man didn't drink, so he drank it by himself.

The barbecue is so fragrant, and this wine is even more fragrant!