Lin Xuan picked up the Purple Gold Gourd and gulped down a mouthful of wine.
He suddenly felt something.
He held Xuanyuan Qingzhu's letter in one hand and the purple gold gourd in the other.
He slowly walked out of the house and arrived at the courtyard.
At this moment.
Snowflakes fell from the sky.
It was almost evening.
The others had already returned to their respective residences to gather with their relatives and friends.
As for Lin Xuan's residence, it was located in a remote area. Only the candle in the room lit up the room.
Lin Xuan glanced at the distant lights and then looked at the letter in his hand again with the help of the light coming from the house.
He took a sip of wine after reading the sentence.
He read another sentence and drank another mouthful of wine.
The emotions in his heart gradually accumulated and deepened.
That mysterious feeling became more and more obvious.
A large amount of wine fell into his stomach.
The strong alcohol surged up.
Lin Xuan's eyes were already blurry, and all kinds of thoughts were in a mess in his mind.
Countless figures flashed past.
Li Feiming advised him not to drink.
Zhang Sanfeng let him drink as much as he wanted.
Huang Xiangsheng laughed at him disdainfully.
Xuanyuan Jingtian advised him to cultivate diligently.
The scene from his previous life.
The scenes of this life merged together.
In the end.
All of them dissipated.
It was as if he had returned to a long time ago when he was rejected by Xuanyuan Qingzhu.
It was also snowing that day.
The weather was cold.
Xuanyuan Qingzhu was dressed in a tight suit that accentuated her graceful figure.
"Lin Xuan, it's absolutely impossible between you and me.”
"Give up."
After saying that.
Xuanyuan Qingzhu looked at Lin Xuan coldly, his eyes filled with disdain.
It was as if he was looking at a pile of trash on the road.
In Xuanyuan Qingzhu's eyes, Lin Xuan was trash back then.
Xuanyuan Qingzhu turned around and left.
Lin Xuan tried to persuade him to stay, but he was kicked by the other party.
"You will never be able to catch up to me in this lifetime.”
He left behind this sentence.
Xuanyuan Qingzhu left.
Only Lin Xuan was left lying on the ground, clutching his abdomen and curling up in pain.
Since then.
Lin Xuan gave up on himself.
In any case, there was no progress in his hard work, and his martial arts cultivation could not be improved.
Then, what difference did it make if he cultivated or not?
The only thing he got for cultivating so hard was humiliation.
Until the original Lin Xuan disappeared.
It was replaced by the current Lin Xuan.
For a moment.
A large number of feelings surged into his heart.
He felt endless thoughts filling his heart, making him feel uncomfortable.
This oppressive feeling made Lin Xuan extremely uncomfortable.
He needed to vent!
Lin Xuan raised his purple gold gourd and drank.
The wine flowed into his mouth like a mountain spring.
"Ding! Detected that the host has reached a state of excitement after drinking. Sword Dao has increased by 1%!”
This time, it wasn't his comprehension that had improved, but his Sword Dao itself!
Swordsmen cultivated the way of the sword.
However, it was very difficult to get started.
Learning a set of sword techniques was merely learning the moves, not comprehending sword intent.
Even if he had comprehended the sword intent within, he had only just started on the path of the sword.
Now.
Lin Xuan directly received a 1% increase, which was equivalent to a Sword Master's hard work for a year.
With this 1% of Sword Dao, it would be easier for him to practice his sword or kill his enemies with his sword in the future.
If Lin Xuan was still awake, he would definitely be very excited.
However…
Now, he had been drowned in alcohol and was in a state of epiphany.
At this moment.
Lin Xuan suddenly laughed out loud,"
"So what if I drink? You don't understand!"
"I'm already crazy for holding a sword in the world of mortals. Wandering stars play with the sun and moon, drunk lying in the clouds laughing at the world.”
He threw the letter high into the air.
He stretched out his hand and grabbed at the empty air in the room.
"Sword!"
The sword hanging on the wall in the room was unsheathed and shot towards Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan grabbed the hilt of the sword and began to dance.
Cold light flashed.
Sword qi surged.
The letter that he threw into the air was directly torn apart by the sword qi and turned into countless fragments.
A cold wind blew.
Those fragments drifted away with the wind and disappeared.
Even so.
Lin Xuan did not stop either.
His body was like a swimming dragon, carefree and carefree.
Sometimes it was like a mountain, stable and unmoving.
Sometimes, it was like flowing water, surging for ten thousand miles.
Sometimes it was like the sea, quiet and deep.
The snowflakes in the world followed his sword.
At this moment, the sword move in Lin Xuan's hand was no longer the Taiji Sword Technique, but the purest move.
Slash, stab, point, lift, collapse, cut, wipe, pierce, pick, lift, twist, sweep!
The most basic sword technique was mastered by Lin Xuan.
It was clearly a messy and random wave, but it had a mysterious feeling, and it was very coherent, without the slightest bit of awkwardness.
It was as if these simple movements were also connected sword moves.
While Lin Xuan was brandishing his sword, the internal strength in his body was also like a surging river, circulating at high speed.
No one noticed.
In this long night, a man was dancing with a sword in the snow.
Time slowly passed.
When the sky turned white, Lin Xuan's sword dance seemed to have come to an end.
He raised his sword and stabbed it at the sun in the sky.
Swoosh!
The majestic sword Qi gushed out and shot straight into the clouds.
The clouds in the sky seemed to have been shattered by the soaring sword qi, and a gap appeared in the middle.
Lin Xuan suddenly recovered.
He felt as if something in his body had shattered.
Stronghold!
That was the barrier between martial arts realms!
Boom!
There was a muffled sound.
Lin Xuan's aura suddenly soared.
Rank-6!
Originally, he was only at the middle stage of Level Seven, and there was still a long way to go before he could break through.
After a whole night of cultivation, he had actually broken through to the sixth rank!
Even with such a fast breakthrough.
If others knew about this, their jaws would definitely drop.
More importantly…
This breakthrough didn't feel unstable at all.
Lin Xuan felt that his current cultivation foundation was very firm.
It was even more stable than when he had been polishing the eighth grade martial arts bit by bit.
Rank-6!
Although he was at the bottom of the three middle ranks.
However…
In the entire martial arts world, he could barely squeeze into the ranks of second-rate experts.
Lin Xuan took a deep breath and suppressed the excitement in his heart.
He couldn't be complacent.
A mere second-rate expert.
In this world, there were still many people who could easily defeat him.
Two lives.
Lin Xuan naturally understood the viciousness of the human heart.
If it was easy to explode. Revealing his cultivation would definitely attract the covetous eyes of others.
Lin Xuan gradually restrained his aura and suppressed it to the Eighth Stage Realm.
After doing all this, he heaved a long sigh of relief.
He carefully recalled his experience last night.
Very quickly.
He realized that the system notification last night was different from usual.
"Sword Dao increased by 1%? Was this a reward that could only be obtained by drinking until one was excited?”
"It's just that this feeling can only be encountered by chance.”
"Otherwise, I wouldn't have been so happy and excited before.”
Thinking of this…
Lin Xuan couldn't help but laugh.
"Why bother with all this?"
"Let nature take its course."
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