Drink, practice.

Drink again, practice again.

Lin Xuan has been in the house these days and has not gone out.

He again brewed several altars of Yaozi Xuequ wine and drunken white gong.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to try other new wines, it’s that he doesn’t have the ingredients at hand.

Anyway, the purple gold gourd can store the wine in categories, and it will never be full.

So.

He directly used all the materials he had on hand to make wine.

And now that the Chinese New Year’s Eve approaches, everyone is busy celebrating the New Year.

The market below the mountain is much empty, and some materials cannot be bought at all.

Right now.

Lin Xuan was cultivating in the room as usual.

Suddenly a knock was heard on the door.

Lin Xuan stopped cultivating and opened the door, and saw Li Feiming standing outside the door.

Li Feiming smelled the rich aroma of wine in the room, and couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows:

“Junior Brother, your wine aroma is slightly different from the previous wine, it seems to be better?”

Lin Xuan replied with a smile

“Some good wines are made, which is naturally better than the rice wine in the market.”

Li Feiming subconsciously wanted to tell Lin Xuan to drink less and practice more.

But.

After remembering Master Zhang Sanfeng’s order, he secretly sighed.

That’s it.

Since Master Zu allowed it, why should he, a small third-generation disciple, accuse him too much?

Maybe.

For Junior Brother Lin Xuan, drinking wine is also a kind of practice.

Come to think of it.

Li Feiming’s eyes flashed with a hint of understanding.

Lin Xuan saw that Li Feiming’s expression was changing rapidly, and he wanted to say nothing.

It’s clear.

This senior brother of his, Li Feiming, wanted to teach him Duntun again.

Lin Xuan asked with a smile

“Senior Brother, do you want a drink?”

Li Feiming shook his head:

“Don’t drink for my brother.”

“I came to look for you today, just to ask you to go to the Hundred Fan Hall to receive the New Year materials.”

“You should still decorate this house.”

Lin Xuan then remembered that every New Year’s Eve, Wudang would let the disciples receive materials and decorate the residence.

After all.

When you go to Wudang, you don’t go down the mountain easily unless it’s urgent.

Therefore, during the New Year, in order to let the disciples feel the breath of the New Year, they will put up lights everywhere.

Lin Xuan followed Li Feiming towards the Hundred Fan Hall.

Along.

Lin Xuan found that the originally quiet and solemn Wudang Mountain became lively because of the New Year.

Although the disciples could not easily go down the mountain and go home, it did not prevent relatives from coming to visit.

Coupled with the fact that many miscellaneous disciples were posting blessing characters everywhere, the entire Wudang Mountain was filled with the atmosphere of the New Year.

When Lin Xuan saw this situation, he inexplicably sighed with emotion.

I don’t know if it’s because I came to this world and couldn’t see my parents in my previous life.

It was still because the original Lin Xuan of this world was touching the scene and recalled the people of the Xuanyuan family.

Right at this moment.

Some figures suddenly flashed in Lin Xuan’s mind.

Among them, the two most obvious figures are Xuanyuan Jingtian and Xuanyuan Qingzhu.

One is the adoptive father and the other is the sweetheart.

Lin Xuan immediately realized.

This should be the residual feelings of the predecessor.

Although the original Lin Xuan has disappeared.

But it did not completely disappear, but was integrated into the current Lin Xuan.

Come to think of it.

He was quite emotional.

Li Feiming noticed that Lin Xuan beside him was a little strange, and couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows:

“Are you missing your family?”

Lin Xuan replied:

“Yes. I haven’t seen my adoptive father for a long time, and I miss it very much. ”

Li Feiming patted Lin Xuan’s shoulder, still didn’t hold back, and said:

“Cultivate well, when the time comes, learn and succeed, go down the mountain and go home, naturally you can impress your family.”

Lin Xuan smiled and didn’t say anything more.

He agreed with Li Feiming’s words very much, but could not say them.

After all.

Now everyone thinks he’s just an alcoholic who drinks all day.

If he knew that he could drink and become stronger, wouldn’t it attract the attention of a group of bigwigs?

He didn’t want to live in hiding.

When Li Feiming saw Lin Xuan’s appearance, he secretly sighed in his heart and didn’t say anything more.

Faithfulness is good for deeds.

But if the other party can’t listen, so much talk is useless.

Soon.

Lin Xuan and Li Feiming came to the Baifan Hall.

The two collected their supplies at the distribution office and then signed for confirmation.

Just as the two were about to leave, a voice came from the side.

“Isn’t this the young master of the Xuanyuan family? I haven’t seen it for a long time, what kind of divine skill is I secretly cultivating? ”

Lin Xuan and Li Feiming turned their heads to look over.

An emaciated man stood not far away, staring at Lin Xuan coldly.

Lin Xuan couldn’t help but frown.

He knew each other.

Huang Xiangsheng, also a third-generation disciple, started a year earlier than Lin Xuan.

It is said that this person originally had to send him to Wudang Mountain to do chores because of his family’s financial constraints.

In the end, because of his good talent and great diligence, he was accepted as a third-generation disciple.

Huang Xiangsheng recalled that he had worked so hard to become a disciple for three generations.

And Lin Xuan can also become a third-generation disciple because he comes from the Xuanyuan family.

This made him feel a little unbalanced.

Lin Xuan didn’t want to pay attention to the other party.

But Wudang rules are strict.

Senior brother takes the initiative to find you, if you have no one in sight, this is a loss of courtesy.

Lin Xuan could only arch his hand and said lightly:

“I’ve seen Senior Brother. I didn’t practice divine skills, I just drank to get by. ”

Huang Xiangsheng sneered

“So, Junior Brother is still the eighth grade of martial arts?”

Lin Xuan nodded.

Huang Xiangsheng had a disdainful smile on his face:

“Two years into the beginning, still in the same place as the eighth grade of martial arts.”

“Junior Brother, it’s not for Brother to say you, you really should work hard.”

In his opinion.

Lin Xuan had the support of the Xuanyuan family, and his cultivation was still stuck in the eighth grade of martial arts.

What is this not waste?

Lin Xuan said perfunctorily:

“Senior Brother is right.”

Huang Xiangsheng suddenly thought of something and asked:

“By the way, why didn’t you see Junior Brother’s relatives coming over?”

“Shouldn’t this family reunion day be lively?”

When Lin Xuan heard Huang Xiangsheng say this, he couldn’t help frowning.

Since Lin Xuan went to Wudang, he had not seen anyone from the Xuanyuan family again.

Even his monthly food and clothing were sent by the servants of the side.

None of the Lord’s family had ever seen it.

Lin Xuan thought about it, and finally sighed deliberately, pretending to be helpless and said

“After all, my adoptive father is busy.”

Huang Xiangsheng sneered:

“Isn’t it because you are too lazy and make the Xuanyuan family feel humiliated, and…”

Li Feiming next to him shouted in a deep voice:

“Senior Brother! You’re over. ”

Huang Xiangsheng shrugged his shoulders and did not continue.

He glanced at Lin Xuan with disdain, then arched his hand and turned to leave.

Li Feiming waited until the other party was far away before looking at Lin Xuan:

“Junior brother doesn’t need to care, he’s like that.”

Lin Xuan squeezed a smile on his face:

“I know.”

Finish speaking.

The two walked back together.

Lin Xuan and Li Feiming separated at the fork in the road and returned to their respective residences.

When Lin Xuan came to the door of the residence, he saw a handyman waiting in front of the door.

The miscellaneous servants hurriedly walked towards Lin Xuan and bowed:

“But Senior Brother Lin Xuan?”

Lin Xuan answered:

“It’s me.”

The miscellaneous servant took out two letters from the bamboo basket behind his back, handed them to Lin Xuan, and then turned to leave.

Lin Xuan saw the style of the envelope and immediately understood that it was sent by the Xuanyuan family.

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