Dragons farming in the realm of self-cultivation

It wasn't until night fell and the spiritual flame lamps outside lit up that Sui Han came back with Yujian.

As soon as he flew close to the yard, he smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

Jumping off the flying sword and entering the Lin Jingyun Courtyard, Sui Han saw the two lying or leaning against the table, staggering drunkenly, still chanting words, as if they were chatting with each other.

Listening carefully, the two read their own words, eight poles? They couldn't hit each other.

Sui Han gently pushed Lin Jingyun's shoulder.

Lin Jingyun raised his eyelids and looked at him, he seemed so drunk that he couldn't recognize anyone, he only took one look, then fell back crookedly again.

After waving his sleeves, he flipped over the wine glass on the table, and the sleeves were soaked by the wine, staining a large piece.

Sui Han sighed helplessly, gave him the Dust Removal Art, helped him into the inner room to lie down, and added a defensive magic circle.

When he came back again, Lu Xihou had already sat up in a daze. He hugged his knees, and when he saw Sui Han, he opened his arms and made a gesture of hugging.

Sui Han went over to pick him up, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you so drunk?"

He just asked casually, but he didn't expect Lu Xihou to really answer, "Brother Lin uses wine to relieve his worries."

"What about you?"

"I'll drink with you." Lu Xihou hugged his neck, and the hot breath from his mouth and nose pressed against his ears, "I've known Senior Brother Lin for so long, and it's the first time I beat him with a drink, hehe, hiccup— —Hey hey hey."

Sui Han said: "I don't think you won by drinking."

"You see, I can still speak. Brother Lin is no longer a person, so it proves that I have won." Lu Xihou's logic was still there, and he asked clearly, "Master asked you to come over so late, what's the matter? "

Sui Han walked with the man in his arms among the lights and tree shadows, and said, "Discuss our marriage."

"Has the discussion reached a result? What did you Absolute Beginning Sword Sect say?"

"Sword faction said to get engaged first, and the city lord agreed."

Lu Xihou was not very happy, and strangled his neck with both hands? "Why are you engaged first, why not get married?"

"It's just the advice of the elders, it's up to us to listen or not."

"Then don't listen!"

"I didn't intend to listen. If I want to follow their advice, I told you before."

Lu Xihou rested his head on Sui Han's shoulder. He was a little satisfied when he heard this sentence, and said angrily, "I feel that your sword faction is treacherous, and you always have a sense of hedging. Whether you get married or not is up to you." See if I'm good enough, if I'm not good, they don't want to pay for a big disciple? Come on."

"No." "Before? When I was refining the war chess world, I knew everything Dean Mo said." Lu Xihou wrinkled his nose and said, "How kind was Dean Mo before? Something happened. , the first thing I think about is to get rid of the relationship, how could it not be possible?"

Sui Han hugged his hand and put it away, "Many elders in the sect do have this idea, but my master definitely won't."

Lu Xihou seldom heard him talk about his master.

Now that I asked about it, I found out that his master died unfortunately during an exploration of the ruins more than ten years ago.

It was precisely because of that incident that the entire Absolute Beginning Sword Sect was reshuffled.

Sui Han changed from a high-profile big brother to a middle-level fringe figure, and was sent out to travel, and later came to Lingyang College to practice.

"Well, the relationship between each of your sects is intricate." Lu Xihou murmured, "Brother Lin has also become a fringe figure in their royal family."

"If it weren't for this, even if you want to choose a power close to you, you won't come to a remote Lingyang."

"..."

Lu Xihou's drunkenness had faded away by now, and he suddenly remembered, "There is something else I need to tell you."

Sui Han lowered his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

Lu Xihou blinked, "I just invited Brother Lin to be my deacon, and he agreed."

There was a smile in Sui Han's eyes, "He is your deacon, so what should I be?"

Lu Xihou blurted out, "My son-in-law!"

Immediately afterwards, he immediately realized, "Ah bah, no, it's the prince? Concubine!"

Sui Han couldn't help laughing.

Lu Xihou muttered, and poked his firm abdominal muscles with his hand, "It's all because your muscles are too strong."

Subconsciously feel that this person is not subject.

Sui Han bowed his head and kissed him, his voice became hoarse, "You have a clear position on yourself."

It's too late.

Sui Han gave Lu Xihou the dust removal formula, and then twisted a warm wet towel to help him wipe his face and hands, change his clothes, and let him sleep more comfortably?

Before going to bed, Sui Han kissed the person in his arms, then tightened his arms, embraced him, and fell into a deep sleep.

Lu Xihou was woken up by the heat this morning. He hasn't slept with anyone like this since he was ten years old.

Opening his eyes, looking at the beautifully shaped chest muscles in front of him, his mind went blank: who am I, where am I, what's going on?

Sui Han's voice came from above his head, "Are you awake?"

Lu Xihou touched his waist subconsciously. Fortunately, his waist was not sore and his legs didn't hurt.

Sui Han stretched out his palm and rubbed it together for him, "Back pain?"

Lu Xihou was shocked, "It's nothing, it doesn't hurt!!!"

Wasn't it the first time for the two of them to lie on the same bed? It was the first time they woke up hugging each other tightly.

After Lu Xihou got up, he sat cross-legged on the bed, and there were still some things that he couldn't recover from.

He moved his head slowly, looked at Sui Han next to him, "Aren't you going to practice swords this morning?"

Sui Han calmly said: "I'll go later, what do you want for breakfast?"

"It's fine, eat whatever you want, I have to rush to the City Lord's Mansion."

Speaking of the City Lord's Mansion, Lu Xihou suddenly came back to his senses, put his hands together, and jumped off the bed, "I forgot if you didn't mention this, Master told me to go there early today, I won't eat breakfast, first go out."

"No need to be in a hurry, at this moment, you wash and change your clothes first, and I'll get you a bun."

"Don't! Steamed stuffed bun? It smells like steamed stuffed bun!" Lu Xihou didn't dare to go to his master with the smell of steamed stuffed bun. "I'll swallow two bigu pills."

Lu Xihou's love for food is engraved in his bones, but now that he has become a teacher, he doesn't even eat baozi.

Sui Han looked at him and sighed silently.

Knowing that he had misunderstood, Lu Xihou quickly waved his hand, "My master is very strict, eat buns? He won't say anything, I'm afraid I still have time to eat buns slowly? Will you arrange more for me? The task, the current task is already very tight, if you practice again, you will probably have to vomit."

Lu Xihou has never been considered a lazy person, but with whom to compare.

In sword practice, if compared with Sui Han and Lin Jingyun, he is not considered diligent, but compared with his master, he is probably lazy to the point of being indestructible.

Lu Xihou swallowed two bigu pills, raised his sword and rushed out of the yard, flying towards the city lord's mansion.

Sui Han looked at his back, went to the next door to look for Lin Jingyun.

Lu Xihou was too rushed today, and even forgot to ask Lin Jingyun a little more after waking up in the morning.

In such a hurry, when Lu Xihou arrived at the City Lord's Mansion, Qing Luo was already waiting for him with his hands behind his back.

Lu Xihou retracted the flying sword and jumped to the ground, still panting.

Qing Luo was dressed in white, and her body was refreshing. Seeing that he was panting and sweating like rain, she frowned.

Lu Xihou originally thought that he thought he was late, so he wanted to explain.

Unexpectedly, he said immediately: "Why is your physical strength so poor?"

"Ah?" Lu Xihou was dumbfounded.

Qing Luo frowned, "As a swordsman, lack of physical strength is a big taboo, it seems that I have to change your training plan."

"Ah, no, Master, please listen to my explanation. My physical strength is not bad. I just have to rush and pant—ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Throwing him on his flying sword? He rushed out like a rainbow.

The speed of the flying sword almost caught up with the speed of sound.

Lu Xihou's eyes widened in horror, completely forgetting that there was one hand holding his back collar, he waved his hands a few times indiscriminately, firmly grasping Qing Luo's waist behind him, and stepped on the flying sword with both feet from time to time. Up?, toes grabbed.

If he was in dragon form now, his claws would already be clinging to the flying sword?

Feijian's speed was too fast, he had no chance to change back into dragon form.

He was even a little stunned, staying on the flying sword? He couldn't react.

Qing Luo clicked his tongue softly behind him, "It's fine if you're not physically fit, but you're courageous? Not too big, not at all? Sword cultivator's firmness."

"Ahhhh-"

Lu Xihou couldn't hear what he said in the whistling wind, he just kept screaming.

His heart almost jumped into his throat? In his eyes.

In the short 20 years of Long Sheng?, he has never been so exciting.

Even crossing the catastrophe is not so exciting! ! !

Why is Sword Spirit Yujian so scary! ! !

"Okay, here we are."

As Qing Luo's voice fell, Fei Jian stopped abruptly.

Lu Xihou opened his tear-filled eyes and looked down in confusion.

Underneath is a deep mountain and old forest. I glanced at these at a glance? Every tree is as thick as an embrace.

He can tell at a glance that this is completely wild, with no traces of man-made. What are they doing here?

Lu Xihou was about to ask.

Qing Luo patted him twice, and said lightly: "All your problems need to be practiced, let's start with physical training."

Before Lu Xihou could react, the spiritual power was blocked in the meridians, and it was extremely difficult to move, as if walking in the snow up to his waist, and it took a lot of energy to move even one step.

Lu Xihou was stunned, and raised his eyes to see Luo clearly.

Qing Luo said: "I have suppressed your cultivation to the Qi refining stage. You must learn to use your abilities and physical strength to the maximum extent so that you can survive in the jungle below."

"Ah no," Lu Xihou was stunned, "Master, I still have? I haven't finished my business—"

Qing Luo gave him a cool look, "Didn't you find yourself a deacon? And? Your wife?"

Lu Xihou: "..."

Seeing his speechless look, Qing Luo stretched out his foot and kicked lightly, "Go down. The ground below is also the land of Lingyang. You can only know the situation of Lingyang after you measure it with your feet."