Thanks to his excellent physical training, he has firmly locked his aura within his body.
If he hadn't taken the initiative to expose himself, it would have seemed to others to be just a cultivation level in the evil spirit realm, so there is nothing wrong with calling him senior like this.
Unexpectedly, the senior's words caused great trouble, and the woman immediately became angry:
"Senior, if you know how old I am, you call me senior. If you tell me how old you are, you call me senior."
Yang Hongyuan roared in confusion, this... This is wrong to be polite. If you can practice to the late martial arts realm, you have to be close to Jiashi.
"Sister, don't be upset, sister, don't be upset, I...I...thirty-six."
Yang Hongyuan also realized that this was probably not the same as calling someone aunt in his previous life, which made him twenty years younger with a guilty conscience.
"Well, it's not wrong to call me sister like that."
Seeing the face changing in front of him like flipping through a book, Yang Hongyuan had to praise his cleverness.
"Sister, you haven't answered yet. Why do you know that I am also a casual cultivator?"
After all, Yang Hongyuan is now a young man from a distinguished family, and he looks like a casual cultivator.
After waiting for a while, I faintly heard two words: "Mind."
Yang Hongyuan was silent for a while, and he understood why he was noticed. It must be because of his unintentional expression of loneliness.
I think that in the dead of night, when the people are quiet, there will be a time when the mind is relaxed and lonely, and it is probably the same when someone comes here in the middle of the night.
"We are both from the end of the world. My sister will buy you a drink."
Just for a moment, the purple-clothed female cultivator regained her cheerfulness, which made Yang Hongyuan think that the loneliness shown on her just now was due to his own misunderstanding.
Two exquisite wine bottles polished with jade appeared, and the mellow aroma of wine filled the air.
Yang Hongyuan seldom drank alcohol in his previous life, and he had not touched a drop of wine since his arrival. He looked at the wine bottle that was held up, and immediately took it and drank it down.
A stream of cotton wine fell down the throat into the abdomen, and then a wave of heat rose from the lower abdomen.
The spicy taste spread in his mouth, Yang Hongyuan's entire face turned red, and then he coughed uncontrollably.
"Haha, I've never even had a drink, so calling you pretty boy is not wrong."
Seeing Yang Hongyuan's predicament, the purple-clothed girl laughed heartily, and all the worries in her heart seemed to be swept away.
"Come, come, sister, this is the best spiritual wine. This bottle is no worse than a spiritual elixir. You are very lucky."
Yang Hongyuan drank three cups in a row, and there were two female cultivators in front of him.
Under the bright white moonlight, Yang Hongyuan's face became more and more beautiful. He couldn't stand and threw himself into the female cultivator's arms.
The purple-clothed female cultivator was also startled by Yang Hongyuan's actions. She was about to push away and stand up, but saw Yang Hongyuan, whose eyes were blurred, looking at her and saying vaguely: "Sister, you are so beautiful."
The hand that was originally raised could no longer be lowered, and the female cultivator in purple also had a blush on her face because she was drunk.
The moonlight shines through the female cultivator's long hair and hits Yang Hongyuan's face in small pieces, revealing the rosy white cheeks with sharp edges.
A masculine aura of male cultivators was exhaled around the female cultivators as Yang Hongyuan breathed.
I don't know what she remembered, and the female cultivator's entire face instantly became like a ripe spiritual fruit, and her mid-air hand touched her hot cheek.
After taking a sip, the empty wine bottle was filled with spiritual wine again, and the female cultivator drank it all.
As soon as her hand came close to Yang Hongyuan's cheek, she saw Yang Hongyuan's slender eyelashes suddenly fluttering. The frightened female cultivator hurriedly took her back. She was relieved when she saw that Yang Hongyuan was motionless.
Yang Hongyuan seemed to feel uncomfortable sleeping, and he twisted his body and brought the female cultivator with him to the grass.
The purple-clothed female cultivator flew into the sky without daring to move at all, and an even hotter breath surged in her ears.
The purple-clothed female cultivator's chest seemed to have a cloud-hoofed spirit deer, which was bumping and kicking.
He deliberately pushed Yang Hongyuan away from him, but his hands seemed to have no strength.
And Yang Hongyuan seemed to have had a dream, sleeping with the purple fairy embracing each other.
"Young boy, if you can't afford it, the other side will hit you."
Yang Hongyuan, whose sweet dream was disturbed, muttered to vent his dissatisfaction, then turned over and continued to sleep with a smile on his face while hugging the quilt.
Suddenly, as if he thought of something, Yang Hongyuan sat up with excitement.
He and the female nun in purple who walked up to the bed and bent down to do something, just looked at each other face to face, and the rapid breathing of each other was sprayed on the opposite face.
Yang Hongyuan let out a low cry, pulled up the quilt and retreated to the corner of the bed, his face flushed.
The purple-clothed female cultivator's silver bell-like laughter rang in her ears. As Yang Hongyuan stepped back and stepped forward, she exhaled like silk:
"Young face, you can't do it. Exercise is useless. My sister will be responsible for you."
Then he turned around and left coolly.
Yang Hongyuan was left alone holding the quilt with his eyes empty, and then he gently lifted the quilt and took a look.
I don't know whether it was regretful or lucky, but the corners of his mouth curled up and he looked at the female nun in purple who was about to go out as she opened the door.
He blocked the female cultivator with an arrow, closed the door that had just been opened, and gradually forced the purple-clothed female cultivator to the edge of the bed again:
"Sister, I didn't know if I could do it last night, why don't I check if I can do it now."
Looking at Yang Hongyuan with a smile on his lips and evil eyes, the female cultivator in purple swallowed dryly.
She seemed to have misjudged something. Seeing Yang Hongyuan approaching, the female cultivator in purple pushed Yang Hongyuan away and rushed out the door.
"Get up quickly. There is a war today. I won't be able to protect you if it's too late."
"Sister, I'm here!"
A clear and loud response came, causing the ears of the purple-clothed woman who had just walked out of the room to turn red again. She spat in her mouth, but there was a smile in her eyes.
Last night, after Yang Hongyuan became drunk, he was taken to the female cultivator's residence.
This place is Yuhuang Town where Qingyu, the true disciple of Shaking Sky Sect, is stationed. Opposite is Qiongbi County where Yuxiao Sect is located, and to the west is Jiayu County.
At this time, both sides were led by monks in the late martial arts realm, with a team of seven or eight people. Both sides were patrolling the border area that was thousands of miles long. If they encountered someone with lower strength, they would inevitably have a fight.
In addition to the people from the three sects, the casual cultivators who came on their own had much more freedom.
You can join the sect's team, and you can freely attack the opposing monks. The casual cultivators who join the sect's team must obey the unified command. The advantage is that you can receive training resources every month.
Loose cultivators who move around freely do not have this treatment, but if they have the battle merit of the opponent's cultivator, they can also exchange for martial arts elixirs.
This is extremely tempting for casual cultivators. Magical weapons and elixirs that are usually difficult to obtain even with jade coins can be redeemed through military exploits.
Rogue cultivators with high cultivation levels often act alone, while most early-stage cultivators in the warrior realm join sect squads.
After Yang Hongyuan sent Yang Hongxuan a jade talisman of sound transmission and asked Yang Hongyang to lead the family's children, he no longer cared about it and focused on being his pretty boy.
From the conversation, we also learned that he came here not to gain magical skills, but to hunt down his enemies.
He came all the way from Xizhou. He didn't say much about the rest, and Yang Hongyuan didn't ask any questions.