Qingcheng has been in seclusion for 20 years. I went down the mountain to ask the sword in Snowmoon City.
5 How good would it be if Uncle-Master could maintain this state?

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"Martial, Martial Uncle! Are you alright, Uncle-Master?"

He looked at his uncle-master, who originally had the aura of a banished immortal, lying in the mud. There were still many fallen leaves on his body that had just been shaken up.

Li Fansong only felt that his head was stuck, and even his words were a little shaky.

Of course, he couldn't be blamed for making a fuss. After all, just a second ago, the martial uncle in front of him was an expert who looked like a banished immortal.

But now?

Not to mention anything else, just this one that was about to be buried in the ground seemed to be sticking up its butt to prevent a certain part of its body from being damaged.

This was really too unsightly!

"I, of course I'm fine…but I think it's more appropriate for Martial Nephew to give me a hand.”

The bystanders could see clearly, but the players involved could not see clearly. Lin Yuchen himself did not notice anything wrong with his current actions.

However, what happened just now was indeed a little embarrassing, so he could not stand up as if nothing had happened.

After adjusting his state of mind slightly, he called for two cute juniors to help him up.

Li Fansong and Feixuan were speechless.

How should he put it?

Why did they feel that this senior of their sect, this Martial Uncle, was unreliable?

Although the two of them were complaining in their hearts, who asked the other party to be their senior?

They had no choice. After hesitating for a while, they could only go forward and help the other party up.

"Are you alright, Martial Uncle? We didn't expect you to fall so suddenly, so we didn't catch you.”

As if to give the other party a way out, Li Fansong deliberately took responsibility for this matter.

As he spoke, he helped Lin Yuchen to pat away some of the soil on his body.

However, it was also during this process that he saw the other party stand up and all the dust and dirt automatically shed off.

He had a new understanding of Lin Yuchen's strength.

Although he might not be very reliable, his cultivation was truly strong!

"It looks like Martial Uncle should be fine. Then…right, Martial Uncle, you don't have any other missions this time, right?”

"Then Feixuan and I will follow the original training route and head in the direction of Snow Moon City. What do you think?”

No matter how many things were complaining in his heart,

However, with the other party's strength and seniority, Li Fansong had to treat him respectfully on the surface.

"I don't have any mission. I'm just here to take care of you on behalf of my senior brother.”

"You guys continue to follow your plan. I'll just follow behind.”

"Other than that…I just wanted to ask if you two brought any wine. It's been almost two hours since you last drank.”

"I'm a little hungry."

Initially, when they heard Lin Yuchen's explanation, Li Fansong and Feixuan heaved a sigh of relief.

After all, if he really had to listen to the other party in everything, this experience would not be considered an experience.

It would be best if the other party did not care. This way, they could continue traveling and get a powerful bodyguard for free.

However, as the other party spat out the last sentence, Li Fansong and Fei Xuan's faces inevitably crawled with black lines.

"Um, Uncle-Master, don't you know that drinking is forbidden in our City View Mountain?”

"I know, but doesn't your master, my sect leader's senior brother, drink every day?”

Lin Yuchen replied nonchalantly, thinking that Zhao Yu had been the scapegoat so many times.

It shouldn't be a big deal to do it once or twice, right?

"No, Master's situation is different…Sigh, the rest of us can't drink anyway.”

"That's why we definitely won't bring it with us.”

"How about we buy you wine when we reach the next town? We have to hurry now.”

"Otherwise, when it gets dark, we won't even be able to find an inn to stay in, let alone wine.”

Li Fansong smiled bitterly and said,

Compared to his euphemism,

Although he wanted to be mature, Feixuan, who was still a child, was not so polite.

Of course, even so, he did not dare to complain to his face. He pulled Li Fansong to the side and said,

The process of whispering began.

"Little Uncle-Master, I keep feeling that this drunkard Uncle-Master is unreliable. Why don't we set off on our own?”

"Didn't you hear what I said just now? If you don't drink for an hour, you'll be craving for it.”

"The money for the drinks alone will be a huge expense, and we don't always get bounties to make money, right?”

Fei Xuan's words were very reasonable. Even Li Fansong, who had always wanted a bodyguard, could not help but nod.

It was true that he really wanted a free combat power, but this free combat power...

Free was the most important word!

If what the other party said was true, there would be wine to drink at all times. Even if he was squeezed dry, he wouldn't have that much silver.

However…how should he put it? The other party's sword control technique was very attractive. If he could learn a few moves along the way...

It was still very fragrant!

"Forget it, Feixuan. After all, Martial Uncle was arranged by Master to take care of us. Master definitely has his reasons for doing things.”

"Moreover, the other party's strength is indeed not bad. It's one thing to be able to help in a critical moment.”

"If he's in a good mood one day, he might teach us a few moves…"

After hearing Li Fansong's words, Fei Xuan hesitated for a moment before reluctantly nodding in agreement.

He wasn't greedy for the other party's sword technique. Even if the sword control technique was indeed very cool, it wasn't his main cultivation.

He nodded in agreement because he believed that his master must have a deeper meaning in his actions.

He just didn't know if this fellow would truly understand his master's so-called "deep meaning". In fact, he had never thought of it for him.

If the other party was simply finding a reason to let Lin Yuchen, this beloved junior brother, go out and make a living...

Would his mentality be on the verge of collapse?

"Alright, stop whispering. Didn't you say that we had to hurry to the next town?”

"I don't want to sleep in the jungle and have no wine to drink.”

Actually, it was quite easy for Lin Yuchen to hear their conversation, but he would not do such a rude thing to his own people.

Moreover, based on Feixuan's expression and the way he peeked over from time to time, he could more or less guess the other party's topic.

Sigh, it was a mistake just now that caused his martial uncle to lose his dignity. It was really a mistake!

What was that? Could it be that they had a discussion about him drinking?

No, no, no. He, Lin Yuchen, could be wrong about anything except drinking!

If anyone questioned this point, he would beat them until they did not dare to continue questioning!

"This…I'm sorry, Martial Uncle. Looking at the sky, we might not be able to make it to the next town today.”

"Perhaps, tonight…you won't have any alcohol to drink?”

Looking at the setting sun, Li Fansong's tone was a little cautious when he spoke.

They had thought that the other party would be like the drunkards they had seen during their previous training.

He would get angry and scold them as his martial uncle.

Who knew that after hearing this, not only was the other party not angry, but his expression was also calm.

Even his voice became cold and serious.

It was also Lin Yuchen in this state that matched the banished immortal they had seen earlier!

Sigh, how good would it be if Uncle-Master could maintain this state?

"How far is it from here to the next town in your plan?”

Lin Yuchen's sudden question stunned Li Fansong and Fei Xuan.

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