"not him."

Lian Moyue waved her hand, "It's my eldest disciple Ye Chuqing, who has walked up to the seventh floor."

Why do these people keep talking about Xia Yan?

"Oh, that's not bad."

Fuliu nodded, "But Qianlong Cave is a training place for sword cultivators. Why not let Xia Yan try it?"

Lian Moyue drank the wine gourd in one gulp, "I want you to take care of it."

"Okay, okay, you teach your apprentice, I have no control over it."

Mr. Fuliu, a good man, smiled and took a sip of wine, "But as for Xia Yan, he should be able to walk the twentieth floor, right?"

"impossible!"

Lian Moyue answered simply, "Where is he? It's absolutely impossible!"

She still doesn’t know where Qianlong Cave is?

According to legend, it used to be a place where dragons lived.

In order to slay the dragon and break through the Tianmen, genius sword cultivators from past dynasties entered it one by one. While practicing, they also left behind their own sword intent.

That was a terrifying amount. Even if Xia Yan was a puppet, he would definitely not be able to handle it.

"Huh, are you so unsure of him?"

Fuliu raised his eyebrows with interest, "What if he can?"

"I said it's impossible, it's impossible!"

Lian Moyue snorted, and shook her head under the influence of alcohol and said, "If he can finish, I will write 'I am stupid' on my face, and then go to the martial arts arena and run naked for a hundred times."

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"...Junior sister, you are drunk."

Such words without any regard for his own image were so violent that Fuliu unconsciously covered his face with his sleeves, "Also, you need to change your habit of speaking vulgarly."

Of course, he actually thought this was unlikely.

Although he is not practicing swordsmanship, he is well aware of the horror of Hidden Dragon Cave.

The sword intentions left by those ancestors, after years of natural deduction, formed a Taoist charm similar to great supernatural powers.

The twenty-level restrictions may not seem like many, but each level is more difficult.

In his eyes, Xia Yan was indeed extremely talented and had become a Nascent Soul at a young age.

But if you want to complete Qianlong Cave in this state, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky.

"Gee, how old are you and still so shy!"

Lian Moyue must have been drunk, she smiled triumphantly with her red face, "I just said that because I knew he wouldn't be able to finish. What's going on?"

"Oh, you."

Master Fuliu sighed, "Come on, junior sister, you should go to bed early. I'll leave first."

In a few breaths, he arrived at the foot of the mountain and found Xia Yan.

Xia Yan didn't rest. He kept wondering what Lian Moyue said about "settling accounts" just now.

Seeing Fuliu coming, he walked out of the house to greet her.

"Uncle Fuliu, where is the master?"

"Haha, she's... drunk, go take care of her."

Fuliu thought for a while and hid the conversation between the two from him, "I have something else to do, so I'll go back to Luoxia Peak first."

"Uncle, walk slowly."

Xia Yan cupped his fists and bowed, watching him go away to find Lian Moyue.

Drunk?

How can a guy as powerful as Da Bai Mao still get drunk?

Out of curiosity, Xia Yan came to the top of the cliff and saw Lian Moyue who was in a daze.

Wangyoulu, as the name suggests, is very powerful.

Logically speaking, as a monk, if you use the true energy in your body to dissolve it, no matter how strong the wine is, it won't be a problem.

But the purpose of drinking is to get drunk, so few people would bother to do so.

"Master."

Xia Yan walked to Lian Moyue and called out tentatively.

"Hmm? Xia Yan?"

Lian Moyue was not completely drunk, so she raised her head and glanced at him in a daze, "Why are you here?"

"Uncle Fuliu told me that Master, you are drunk and asked me to take you back."

Xia Yan looked at the unreliable guy in front of him and sighed secretly.

"Drunk? Who's drunk?"

At least Lian Moyue didn't feel that way.

In order to show Xia Yan his unparalleled drinking capacity, Dabai Mao stood up unsteadily and planned to walk in a straight line to show him.

Of course, she really couldn't get out.

If Xia Yan hadn't caught her quickly with quick eyes and hands, she would still have had a small fall even if she didn't fall to the bottom of the mountain.

"Well... let's go!"

He originally wanted to help her back, but unexpectedly she climbed onto his back because she was familiar with the way, and she even extended her finger forward and shouted boldly.

"Okay, let's go."

Xia Yan smiled helplessly and walked down the mountain with her on his back.

Where is the majestic master who stood up for himself first?

He is obviously a big kid.

Why do you say it's a child?

Because the jade is soft and the flowers are soft, Mo Yue is light and light, and there is no burden on her back.

Why is it called a "big" child?

Because it is difficult for her to carry it.

The two soft balls are pressed against the back, and they need to be rubbed from time to time.

This made it very difficult for a certain puppet to resist.

Along the way, Dabai Mao leaned against Xia Yan's ear and muttered something he couldn't quite understand.

For example, things like "running naked", "settling accounts with you"...

What is she thinking? What is she going to do?

Xia Yan really couldn't guess what she was thinking.

Returning to her residence, Xia Yan carefully placed her on the big, soft bed and covered her with a quilt.

Looking at her pretty red face and the sparkling smile at the corner of her mouth, Xia Yan helplessly held her forehead.

Alas, you are already a teacher, why can't you care about your image?

After walking out of the room and closing the door, Xia Yan still felt a little regretful.

My wish to poke her face has not come true after much thought.

After going down the mountain and returning to my room, the daily data collection started on time.

It’s been all fancy for a while, and today’s addition is the tea ceremony.

Phew, it’s a tea ceremony again.

During this period of time, apart from occasionally improving my cultivation level, this is what I have improved the most.

What's the meaning?

Do you want me to make green tea?

I am obviously a good young man who behaves well, is filial to his master, and is friendly to his classmates!

And what is the use of tea ceremony?

Tsk.

Xia Yan sighed and went to bed.

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To be continued...