"Little Uncle-Master, don't blame me."
Lin Xuan muttered,"Martial Nephew is also thinking for you.”
He looked up at the mountain with sympathy in his eyes.
The snow was not light, and the wind was not much weaker. The sky was gloomy, and the mountains were covered in white snow, like crouching tigers and coiling dragons.
The entire world was bathed in white.
In the bamboo forest, there were a few thick bamboos that were bent by the snow, and many trees on the mountain path were crushed.
He stood up and walked out of the pavilion with his sword. He cut down the bamboo and wood that had fallen on the road one by one and threw them into the forest at the side. He split the tree trunk and piled it behind the pavilion.
"Little Junior Brother, breakfast is here."
Mu Huanhuan, the Third Senior Sister, was wrapped in a cloak and holding an oil-paper umbrella. She walked up the mountain in the wind and snow, carrying two food boxes in her hands.
Because Old Xu's family was here, these few days, regardless of day or night, Lin Xuan had to guard the foot of the mountain.
"Is there anything delicious today?"
The young Taoist priest patted the dust off his hands.
"You ate a lot."
Mu Huanhuan placed the food box on the table and took out a palm-sized jar from behind her as if she was performing a magic trick. She waved it in front of his eyes and said with a smile,"Guess what wine this is."
"Let me smell yours first."
The Daoist priest took it, pulled out the stopper, and sniffed it. Then, he said,"Old yellow wine."
"How many years?"
Third Senior Sister raised her eyebrows.
"Four years."
Lin Xuan blurted out.
"Hehe, you guessed right."
He took out the plates of food from the food box and placed them properly. He took the wine jar and said,"You eat first. I'll warm the yellow wine and drink it later.”
"Then I won't stand on ceremony."
The Daoist priest picked up his chopsticks and began to eat in big mouthfuls.
The wind and snow outside were heavy, but the pavilion was not cold. The bonfire was raging, and there were good wine and delicacies. After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Lin Xuan took the warm yellow wine from his beautiful senior sister.
When the fragrance was stimulated, even if he did not drink it, just smelling it was still very good.
As the warm wine entered his stomach, the fragrance lingered on his lips and teeth, turning into strands of warm current that spread from his stomach. Not long after, this warm current spread throughout his entire body.
His entire body felt warm, as if he was soaking in hot water. It was especially comfortable.
"It's snowing heavily, and Senior Sister is warming the wine.”
The young Taoist priest improvised a poem.
"Junior brother, your poems are much worse than your sword techniques.”
Mu Huanhuan covered her mouth and laughed.
"The poem is not important.”
Lin Xuan did not think much of it. He picked up the cup and took a sip.
"Sure,"
Mu Huanhuan's pretty face was slightly flushed. She rolled her eyes at the Taoist priest and said,""Now you have the guts to tease me.”
"Cough cough, Senior Sister, don't be angry."
After the Daoist priest finished speaking, he reached his hand into his pocket and took out several silver notes. He said proudly,"This is eight hundred taels.”
"Where did you get so much money?"
Mu Huanhuan was curious.
Mu Huanhuan probably knew better than Lin Xuan how much his junior brother had. After all, his clothes, food, accommodation, and transportation were basically handled by his third senior sister.
"You don't need to worry about that. When you're done spending, come and find me.”
Lin Xuan said heroically.
Of course, he wouldn't tell his Third Senior Sister that he had earned these silvers from selling his Youngest Uncle.
"Really?"
Although Mu Huanhuan was puzzled, she still took the silver notes and put them away.
"When have I ever lied to Third Senior Sister?”
The Daoist priest nodded.
"Then I'll save it for you first, lest you spend money recklessly.”
Mu Huanhuan beamed.
"Who wants you to save it for me?"
Lin Xuan said unhappily,"I asked you to spend it for yourself."”
"Since you've given it to me, it's mine. It's none of your business how you deal with it.”
Mu Huanhuan smiled.
"Alright, wild boars really can't eat fine chaff.”
The young Taoist priest had just finished complaining when his ear was pinched by a jade-like hand. The originally gentle and sweet Third Senior Sister instantly turned into a tigress.
"Make the fire bigger."
Before she left, Mu Huanhuan took off her cloak and said,""Don't catch a cold."
"Don't worry."
Lin Xuan smiled and nodded.
He watched as his senior sister disappeared into the snow. She wrapped her cloak around her and walked out of the pavilion to cultivate the Sword Drawing Art and the Pure Yang Qi Sword.
In addition to obtaining five years of pure internal energy, he also obtained a sword technique enhancement card and a killing intent of 10% from killing the Prince of Beiliang and his party yesterday.
Killing intent was still secondary. The most important thing was that sword technique upgrade card. It could raise Lin Xuan's sword drawing technique to great success and comprehend sword momentum.
Once he grasped the sword force, his strength would increase. He would be invincible under the Vajra Realm. Even if he encountered a Vajra Realm expert, he might be able to touch him.
Even if they were no match for him, they would at least be able to fight back.
However, before using the sword technique upgrade card, Lin Xuan had to nurse his essence, qi, and spirit to the strongest state.
Every time he swung his sword, the blood and inner energy in his body would circulate. The wind and snow would not enter within three feet of him.
at this time
On Wudang Mountain
Under Lotus Peak
The young Taoist priest looked at the Xu siblings who surrounded him one after another and wanted to cry.
In the distance, the green bull, who was lying under the rock wall and eating grass, blinked and turned its head.
It was as if he did not see anything.
"What's the matter?"
Youngest Uncle said with a tearless expression.
"Do you want to know how we found you?”
The little prince of the Northern Liang sneered.
"Cough cough, this poor priest doesn't know what the prince is talking about.”
Little Uncle-Master said vaguely.
"Still acting dumb."
"Give me five thousand taels and I'll tell you who betrayed you."”
Xu Weixiong's expression was cold, and two black lines appeared on his brows.
"You think too highly of me."
"I don't even have one tael, let alone five thousand taels."”
"It can't be."
The Prince of Beiliang looked at the Taoist priest with disdain.""Aren't you the Martial Uncle of Wudang Sect? How did he end up in such a miserable state?"
"Money is just a worldly possession and is useless to me.”
The Youngest Uncle shook his head.
"It's fine if you can't get any silver. You can give this prince a loan or sign a contract.”
"Or you can follow me to the Prince's mansion to work and pay off your debts."”
"This Penniless Priest suddenly remembered that I still have something to do.”
Little Uncle-Master felt guilty. After bowing, he lowered his head and was about to leave.
However, he was stopped by the youth.
The prince gritted his teeth." I didn't expect the Taoist priest of Wudang Mountain to be so poor. He doesn't want 5,000 taels of silver from you. I'll tell you his name for only two copper coins."”
"Can I owe you first?"
"I'll go borrow two copper coins from Martial Nephew Lin later to return to Shizi," said Youngest Uncle weakly.”
"Puchi!"
Xu Weixiong turned his head away and forced himself to hold back his laughter. He was really amused by the two young Taoist priests from Wudang Sect.
When the youth of the Xu family heard the title of junior nephew Lin, Lin Xuan's face immediately appeared in his mind.
He gritted his teeth and said,"It was you, Martial Nephew Lin, who asked me for three thousand taels of silver and then betrayed you."”
"He also said that as long as I pay more money, not to mention betraying you, he would even personally capture his Youngest Uncle.”
"Good Martial Nephew, thank you."”
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