The Mortal Immortal

Under the bright moonlight, Song Jinglun came silently, like a ghost.

Shu Han felt a chill running down his spine. He stood up in fear and bowed, "This disciple didn't know that Master Master was coming. I missed the opportunity to greet you from afar. Please forgive me, Master Master!"

Song Jinglun looked at Shu Han with great interest, walked slowly to the stone table, sat facing Shu Han, and said with a smile: "Master nephew, don't be so reserved with your uncle in private. I am here unexpectedly tonight, you don't know it in advance , What’s wrong with that? Come and sit down, there’s some good wine here, let’s have a drink with uncle.”

After saying that, Song Jinglun took out an emerald wine bottle and poured Shu Han a glass first. The charming aroma of wine flowed out of the cup. Shu Han smelled the aroma and immediately knew that this pot of wine was valuable. He said with sincerity and fear: "There is no reason for an elder to pour wine for a junior. This would be a disgrace to our nephew!"

"Stop talking and stop being so formal. Sit down."

Shu Han had no choice but to sit opposite Song Jinglun. The flat stone bench seemed to have sharp thorns growing on it, making him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles all the time. Song Jinglun was in front of him, holding a small and exquisite wine glass, shaking the fragrant liquid inside, and murmured: "My nephew, do you know what kind of wine this is?"

"My nephew is short-sighted and doesn't know."

"This is called Leiji Jade Liquid. It is the specialty liquor of Qinglei Sect. It is brewed by collecting the first-born thunderbolts above the nine heavens. A small cup of Leiji Jade Liquid requires the Qinglei Sect's alchemy-forming monks to collect it continuously for several months. Talents can be condensed. The pot of Leiji Jade Liquid that I invite you to drink tonight comes from the hands of Master Qinglei."

Shu Han's eyelids twitched. Was it from Master Qing Lei? !

Song Jinglun looked at the wine in the cup with some obsession, and said: "With a small cup, you can absorb the purest power of thunder and stimulate your cultivation potential. Even monks in the elixir formation stage can drink it, which is of great benefit. The effect is far-reaching." Better than any panacea."

After that, he drank the wine in one gulp and slowly savored the mysterious taste.

Song Jinglun opened his eyes, looked at Shu Han who was motionless, and said with a smile: "What's wrong? Do you want your uncle to respect you?"

Shu Han hurriedly said: "Uncle, this wine is too expensive. I can't bear it, nephew."

Song Jinglun smiled and said: "No matter how rare things are, they are still dead things. Talents are worthy of the word precious, especially talents like you, my nephew, whose value is immeasurable. You are completely worthy of this glass of wine, drink it, don't Let your uncle drink it before you drink it!”

Shu Han had no choice but to pick up the wine glass and carefully pour a small cup of fine wine into his mouth. In an instant, Shu Han's head was dazed, and he felt as if a thunderous prison was descending from his mouth. The endless stimulation slipped from the tip of his tongue, down his throat, and fell all the way into his belly. Suddenly, he and this person couldn't help but tremble, and endless relief bloomed in every pore. The majestic and vast power of thunder gradually filled all the veins in his body, giving him a wonderful feeling of ascending from the spot.

Shu Han closed his eyes for a long time before digesting the small cup of Thunder Ji Jade Liquid. At this time, he found that Song Jinglun was quietly waiting for him to wake up. Song Jinglun smiled and said: "It's so fast. When I gave Chang Yi a small drink, it took him half a day to wake up. It only took you less than half an hour."

Half an hour...

Song Jinglun continued: "I heard that you have a very good relationship with Chang Yi."

Shu Han smiled and said: "It is an honor for this junior to know such a forthright and upright person as Brother Song."

Song Jinglun sighed and said: "Seeing you two, it's like seeing my senior brother and me back then. Chang Yi's personality is very similar to that of senior brother. He has a broad mind, a bold personality, and his talent is comparable to that of senior brother. But you are cautious but have a big heart. Guo Gu, more like me back then, but you are better than me back then.”

Song Jinglun seemed to be lost in memories.

"Back then, like you, I was a late entrant into the sect. At that time, I was on the Earth Fire Ranking. My senior brother had been famous for a long time and had already dominated the Sky Fire Ranking. But I finally got the top spot on the Earth Fire Ranking and the Fire Cloud Initiation Building. When he was ready to challenge his senior brother on the Heavenly Fire Ranking, he passed the Heavenly Fire Ranking and entered the pill formation stage."

Then, Song Jinglun drank another glass of wine.

Shu Han's heart trembled as he listened, and he kept wondering, why is this old boy talking to me about this in the middle of the night?

With doubts in his mind, the large transfer talisman quietly fell into Shu Han's hand.

Song Jinglun continued: "You are better than me. In less than ten years, you have surpassed Chang Yi. But back then, I was struggling to follow my senior brother. I tried my best to stand on the same level as him, but Every time I advance to the next level, I will be quickly left behind by my senior brother. If only I had a talent like you at that time...those things wouldn't happen in the future..."

What!

whats the matter?

Shu Han's heart was beating wildly, and he hurriedly persuaded: "Uncle, what's wrong with you tonight? It's better to go back and rest early."

"No! Listen carefully to what I have to say."

Song Jinglun sighed: "Back then, senior brother was hailed as the hope for the future of Huo Yun Mo. All the geniuses in the North of Dayun were drowned under his halo. He was born with the aura of invincibility, and he was the most valued disciple of the master. , the man that senior sister cares about the most, the mainstay of the sect's trust, is like the bright sun in the sky, making people unable to open their eyes. "

"You see, uncle, I am one of the best people in the North of the Clouds, but in terms of deterrence, I am still not as good as my senior brother." Song Jinglun continued drinking and continued: "It would be great if he was just this kind of person, at least I will feel more at ease. But this person is too perfect, not as perfect as a real person. Not only is his strength the best, but his personality is as broad as the sea. How can people not look up to them, not be envious, not...jealous..."

"I am Master's disciple, but my magic skills were cultivated by my senior brother. I still feel guilty about how he treated me."

"I want to be like my senior brother, and I rack my brains and try my best, but as long as he is still here, everyone's attention will be taken away by him. It is difficult to keep a firefly under the scorching sun. When I looked up at the sun, I didn't feel respect in my heart, but wondered why I couldn't replace it. Tell me, is it scary?"

Shu Han was speechless, his heart was beating wildly, and he immediately stood up and said, "Uncle, you've drunk too much, I'll go call Auntie over now."

Song Jinglun slapped the table, and Shu Han sat down again with a bang, unable to move.

"Drunk?"

Song Jinglun laughed loudly: "For nine hundred years, I wanted to get drunk all the time, but everything I did back then made me unable to get drunk, and I dare not get drunk!"

Song Jinglun showed a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth, which made Shu Han's heart stop. He said softly to Shu Han's face: "Nephew, do you know why Senior Brother went crazy back then? That was my trick. If it weren't for what I did back then, Senior Brother would have successfully transformed into a Nascent Soul and become the number one person in the north of Dayun!"