Two days later.
Xuanyuan Qingzhu's letter was delivered to Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan looked at the letter that only had the Xuanyuan family's mark on it, but there was no signature. He could not help but frown.
Could it be that Xuanyuan Qingzhu sent it again?
Lin Xuan didn't really care about this woman.
However, the other party was the woman that his predecessor was infatuated with, so he could only reluctantly open the envelope.
Lin Xuan looked at the words on the letter and was a little speechless.
Xuanyuan Qingzhu wrote in the letter,"
"Lin Xuan, I'm glad to know that you've reached the sixth grade.
If this is what you have achieved through hard work, then it is still worthy of recognition.
However!
I didn't expect you to exchange cultivation for Mosheng Valley's favor. It's really despicable.
I hope that you will cultivate well and not exchange for…"
Lin Xuan was no longer interested in reading the rest of the content.
A wisp of sword Qi circulated on his fingertip and instantly tore the letter into pieces.
Lin Xuan shook his head and sighed,"
"Isn't Xuanyuan Qingzhu too narcissistic?”
"Unfortunately, I'm not the Lin Xuan from before.”
Lin Xuan didn't care about the letter.
Now.
He had more important things to deal with.
That was to perfect the Spring Rain Sword Technique.
The sword technique that he had comprehended from the continuous spring rain was only in its infancy.
If he wanted to improve it further, he still needed to continue working hard.
Lin Xuan drank a mouthful of wine, picked up his sword, and continued to practice his sword technique.
Several days later.
Lin Xuan stopped.
He could feel that the Spring Rain Sword Technique had reached a bottleneck. No matter how hard he tried, he could not advance any further.
However…
He understood that the Spring Rain Sword Technique had not reached its limit yet.
This made him feel a little helpless.
From the looks of it…
He could only rely on time and effort to slowly figure it out.
Or waiting for new wine.
Lin Xuan didn't forget about Wulirou, who was buried in the ground.
He had high hopes for this Wu Li Chou.
In his opinion.
As long as the brewing of the Five Mile Thick Wine was completed, his Sword Dao cultivation would definitely improve further with the reward of drinking the new wine.
At that time, he would definitely be able to perfect the Spring Rain Sword Technique.
Therefore, he had no choice.
Lin Xuan wasn't in a hurry.
Just as Lin Xuan was patiently waiting for the Five Mile Thick Wine to finish brewing, a person came knocking on his door.
At this moment.
Lin Xuan was drinking in his room when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.
He was a little confused, but he still subconsciously put away the Purple Gold Gourd and took out the ordinary gourd.
He staggered to the door and opened it.
Outside the door was a familiar face.
"Martial Uncle? Why are you here?"
Lin Xuan looked at Silent Valley with dazed eyes and was a little surprised.
Mo Shenggu weighed the wine jar in his hand.
"Of course I'm here to drink with you. My good wine will only be wasted if I drink it with you.”
Lin Xuan couldn't help but laugh when he heard Mo Shenggu's words.
He knew that the so-called good wine in Mosheng Valley was actually fine yellow wine.
He had already experienced it in his residence in Mosheng Valley.
Naturally, it could not arouse his interest now.
However…
After all, Silent Valley was one of the Wudang Seven Heroes, so he had to give them some face.
Lin Xuan welcomed Mo Sheng Valley into the door and said,"
"Martial Uncle, please come in."
After saying that.
He pretended to be eager to find the dishes and looked like he was hungry.
Very quickly.
Mo Shenggu sat at the table and drank with Lin Xuan.
After a few cups of wine.
Mo Shenggu borrowed the drunkenness to slowly speak,"
"Brother, I have to say that your talent in the way of the sword is something I've never seen in my life.”
"Even Master can't compare to you.”
Lin Xuan was speechless when he heard Mo Shenggu's words.
Big brother, are you praising me to be more powerful than Zhang Sanfeng?
Although I also think that in terms of talent, I'm indeed better than Zhang Sanfeng. Who asked me to be a cheater?
However…
Aren't you worried that word will spread when you say such things on Wudang Mountain?
Lin Xuan only ridiculed in his heart.
He naturally understood.
His residence was very remote, and very few people came here.
Even if someone wanted to eavesdrop, they would have been discovered long ago.
Unless Zhang Sanfeng personally came over to eavesdrop.
Was that even possible?
It should be…impossible, right?
Lin Xuan waved his hand."
"Big brother, you flatter me. How can I compare to Perfected Zhang?"
Mo Shenggu raised his hand.
"Brother, listen to me. Our master's talent is indeed not high. This was something that the old man had personally admitted.”
"What Master is most proud of is his spirit of making up for his stupidity with hard work. He often teaches us like this.”
Lin Xuan didn't want to continue this topic.
He was only a third-generation disciple, so how could he casually make up the name of Founding Master?
Lin Xuan replied perfunctorily and immediately changed the topic."
"Big brother, you're only 30 years old, but you're already a grandmaster.”
"The future grandmaster is promising."
Mo Shenggu raised his eyebrows and looked at Lin Xuan with burning eyes,"
"Then do you want to become a grandmaster too? Or even step into the great grandmaster realm one day?”
Lin Xuan was stunned.
He looked at Mo Sheng Valley with some doubt.
He could feel that Mo Shenggu was not drunk.
It was obvious that the other party had a hidden meaning in his words.
Lin Xuan put down his wine bowl and slowly said,"
"Of course I do. How could a martial artist not want to step into the grandmaster realm?”
Mo Shenggu pretended to be emotional and said,"
"Indeed. With your talent, as long as you have a master to guide you, you will definitely become a Sword God in less than ten years.”
Lin Xuan smiled bitterly,"
"Big brother, just say what you want to say. Between the two of us, do we still have to beat around the bush?”
Mo Shenggu nodded,"
"That makes sense. Then I'll get straight to the point."
"In my opinion, brother, you are a piece of fine jade. As long as you carve it, you will definitely become something.”
"Master is still in seclusion to cultivate. I want to introduce you to Master after he comes out of seclusion.”
"At that time, you should be able to become my eighth junior brother.”
"What do you think?”
Lin Xuan was stunned when he heard Mo Shenggu's words.
Good heavens.
This was to pull him into Wudang's rhythm.
After all.
He was a disciple of the Xuanyuan family.
Although he was only an adopted son.
However, it was also because of this relationship that he did not truly become a disciple of Wudang Sect.
Once he acknowledged Zhang Sanfeng as his master, he would be tied to Wudang.
In addition, the Xuanyuan family did not have a good relationship with Wudang Sect.
At that time.
He was afraid that he would have to break off relations with the Xuanyuan family.
Lin Xuan did not have any feelings for the Xuanyuan family.
So be it.
However…
Was he really going to take Zhang Sanfeng as his master?
This made Lin Xuan hesitate.
The fact that he had the Wine Sword Immortal System could not be leaked.
If he were to acknowledge Zhang Sanfeng as his master, would this martial grandmaster see through his flaws?
This point.
Lin Xuan wasn't confident.
Mo Shenggu saw Lin Xuan's hesitation and could not help but raise his eyebrows.
Good heavens.
How many people wanted to be Zhang Sanfeng's disciple?
But now, Lin Xuan was actually hesitating?
However…
This Lin Xuan indeed had the capital to hesitate.
Indeed, comparing people was infuriating.
Mosheng Valley recalled the trials and tribulations he went through when he became Zhang Sanfeng's disciple. He felt sad.
He raised his head and drank a bowl of wine. He felt that the wine seemed to have turned sour and had the taste of lemon.
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