Comprehensive martial arts: Wudang Wine Sword Immortal, ask the ancestor to die

Two days later.

The eighth day of the first lunar month.

Li Feiming came to Lin Xuan’s residence.

He stood outside the door and smelled a hint of wine.

Li Feiming couldn’t help but frown.

He pushed the door in, and the strong smell of alcohol came to his face.

Li Feiming looked at Lin Xuan, who was reclining on the bed, and said seriously:

“Junior Brother, are you drinking again?”

Lin Xuan turned his head and looked at Li Feiming with drunken eyes.

He looked at it for a while before he determined that the person who came in was Li Feiming.

Right now.

Lin Xuan has reached the realm of not drunk and people are drunk.

Ordinary rice wine is the same as boiled water for him.

Tasteless.

If it weren’t for the fact that the wine was not good, he would not be willing to drink this wine.

Isn’t there no way?

Lin Xuan put down the wine gourd and burped comfortably:

“Senior Brother, are you here?”

“Did you come for me for a drink?”

Li Feiming had black lines on his forehead.

Drink?

Are you kidding?

How could he Li Feiming waste his time drinking?

“How many times have I said that drinking is wrong.”

“Look at you, until now, you don’t know what mistake you made!”

Li Feiming said hatefully.

“Make a mistake? Did Senior Brother say morning class and evening class? I’m not forgetting, I don’t want to go. ”

“Master also said that morning and evening classes are voluntary and not mandatory.”

Lin Xuanman didn’t care.

He really doesn’t care about morning and evening classes.

That is, reciting Taoist scriptures and cultivating one’s self-cultivation.

He doesn’t need it at all.

With that skill, it is better to drink two more sips of wine to speed up the speed of cultivation.

He felt that his internal strength was getting stronger and stronger, and his cultivation was ready to break through.

But that’s a little bit worse.

Lin Xuan didn’t know what was missing.

So he can only keep drinking and cultivating.

Intend to accumulate thick and thin.

Break through the eight-rank realm that has been plaguing him and step into the seventh grade of martial arts.

Li Feiming took a deep breath and said in a deep voice

“Today is La Ba Day. When the Wudang disciples gather together, they will send you! ”

When Lin Xuan heard Li Feiming say this, he remembered the rules of Wudang.

La Ba every year.

All the disciples of Wudang gathered together to drink porridge together, commemorating the past sufferings and looking forward to the harvest in the coming year.

If it weren’t for Li Feiming’s words, he would really have forgotten.

After all.

Lin Xuan has been thinking about his drink these days, and he didn’t notice that today is Laba.

He slowly got up and stumbled towards Li Feiming:

“Senior brother, let’s go, we can’t miss the hour.”

Li Feiming rolled his eyes and said angrily

“You know it’s going to be delayed? You see you’re full of alcohol, and you don’t know how to clean it. ”

“That’s it, there’s not enough time. Let’s go. ”

Li Feiming pulled Lin Xuan to the Zixiao Palace.

At this time, the Zixiao Palace was full of tables and futons.

All the official disciples of Wudang gathered together, and a bowl of Laba porridge was placed in front of everyone.

When Li Feiming and Lin Xuan came in, only the corner position was still empty.

The two walked over and sat down.

The others just glanced at it and didn’t say much.

After they saw that the person who was late was Lin Xuan, they all knew it.

It must have been a mistake with drinking.

The rich smell of wine could be smelled even by the Wudang Seven Heroes sitting in the front.

Song Yuanqiao glanced at Lin Xuan and sighed secretly.

If Lin Xuan was not a disciple of the Xuanyuan family, how could he get Wudang, and how could he become his disciple?

Song Yuanqiao had only one requirement for Lin Xuan, not to cause trouble.

As long as this rule is observed, the rest is free.

Now it seems.

This Lin Xuan is really casual.

Everyone sat upright on the futon.

He poured well, tilted his body, and lay on the table, looking like he hadn’t sobered up yet.

Plus the smell of alcohol all over the body.

It is clear that drunk again.

Song Yuanqiao retracted his gaze and didn’t pay much attention to it.

At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng entered the hall.

Everyone got up one after another and saluted Zhang Sanfeng.

After Zhang Sanfeng returned the salute, he sat in the place that belonged to him.

He looked at the disciples who were sitting upright and nervous, and couldn’t help laughing:

“You don’t have to be so nervous, just feel free.”

The Wudang Seven Heroes laughed one after another.

As Zhang Sanfeng’s closest people, they all understood that Master did not care about these red tapes on weekdays.

The second-generation disciples relaxed.

The three generations of disciples were still a little nervous.

After all.

I rarely see Zhang Zhenren on weekdays.

In the eyes of many three generations of disciples, Zhang Zhenren is the reincarnation of Emperor Zhenwu, and no matter how bad he is, he is also a substitute.

For them, Zhang Zhenren is a god and the object of their admiration.

Right now.

Being able to see Zhang Zhenren so close made them all excited.

This kind of grand event is rare several times a year.

After various ceremonies.

Finally, Zhang Sanfeng picked up the Laba porridge on the table.

“Let’s drink porridge.”

Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile, and drank all the Laba porridge in the bowl in one gulp.

Everyone also took the bowl and gulped down.

The only difference is:

Lin Xuan did not drink porridge, he was gulping alcohol.

This point was quickly noticed by Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu, as the heir of Song Yuanqiao, is also the master brother among the three generations of disciples.

He was very concerned about the every move of the three generations of disciples, especially those who were accepted as disciples by his father Song Yuanqiao.

After all.

The words and deeds of these disciples all represent the face of Song Yuanqiao.

Right now.

Everyone was drinking Laba porridge, but only Lin Xuan raised the wine gourd and raised his head to pour it fiercely.

Isn’t this a disgrace to his father?

When everyone put down the bowl, Song Qingshu finally couldn’t help but speak:

“Junior Brother Lin Xuan, why are you drinking wine instead of Laba porridge?”

Lin Xuan put down the gourd in his hand and looked at Song Qingshu.

This is the moment.

His eyes were shining, like brilliant crystals.

It’s just that the light flashed and was covered by a haze.

That glimmer of light was not detected by anyone.

Zhang Sanfeng looked over with interest.

He also wanted to know how Lin Xuan would explain.

Lin Xuan said slowly

“My drink is brewed from Laba porridge, and although I drink wine, it is also Laba porridge.”

Song Qingshu snorted coldly:

“Still quibbling here.”

“Do you think I don’t know, you drink heavily all day, not only miss morning and evening classes, but even waste martial arts.”

“What’s the difference between you and waste when you go on like this?”

When Song Yuanqiao heard this, he knew that his son’s statement was too serious.

Not to mention.

Lin Xuan has the identity of the Xuanyuan family there, openly accusing Lin Xuan of being a waste, if it is passed out, the impact will not be good.

“Qingshu!”

Song Yuanqiao let out a low sigh.

Song Qingshu hurriedly lowered his head, indicating that he knew that he had said the wrong thing.

Song Yuanqiao only reminded his son, and after seeing his son’s performance, he was secretly satisfied.

Although he agreed with his son’s statement.

But this kind of thing, it’s better not to say it.

Lin Xuan shook his head and whispered

“Others laugh at me too crazy, I laugh at others can’t see through.”

The words fluttered lightly.

But the second-generation disciples were all deeply cultivated and had excellent ear power, so they naturally heard Lin Xuan’s words.

After Zhang Sanfeng heard Lin Xuan’s words, his eyes lit up even more:

“Well, well said!”

In the early years, why wasn’t he Zhang Sanfeng called Zhang Sanmad?

He looked at Lin Xuan in the corner and smiled

“My Wudang is particular about Taoism and nature. Since he likes to drink, let him go. ”

Song Yuanqiao thought about it, and finally got up to salute and agreed

“Yes, Master.”

Lin Xuan also got up and saluted Zhang Sanfeng:

“Thank you, Master.”

He also knew that staying here would only make others uncomfortable.

Lin Xuan took the initiative to leave.

He drank as he walked back to his apartment.

Staggered back to the accommodation.

He never expected that Zhang Sanfeng would agree to him drinking.

This made him very happy.

From now on, you can brew and drink wine in a bright way, and you will never be stopped again.

“Ding! Detected that the host has reached hyperactivity when drinking, and the savvy of kendo is +10! ”

Lin Xuan was interested, and stretched out his hand to grasp the dead branches in the snow.

The internal force poured out, wrapped around the dead branch like a ribbon, and brought the dead branch to Lin Xuan’s hand.

Armed with a dead branch, he began to practice the Tai Chi sword technique.

The sword moves with the heart, the heart moves at will!

A variety of moves are at your fingertips.

By the end.

Lin Xuan had even thrown away his inherent moves and waved them at will.

That Taiji sword intent circulated and became more and more rounded.

Taiji Jiancheng!

When Lin Xuan stopped, there was not the slightest snowflake around him.

Lin Xuan recalled the surging Taiji sword intent just now and laughed.

When he entered the house, the white snow in the sky covered up all traces.

No one can find out what just happened here.

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