Mutian City, which had experienced a great war, ushered in a brief period of peace.
Lin Yanli was sitting in the pavilion of the house, writing something on the talisman with her fingers.
Lu Gui slowly came to Lin Yanli's side while shaking his paper fan. He leaned over and took a look at Lin Yanli's handwriting. He smiled and said, "Your handwriting is so crooked that dogs would shake their heads when they see it."
Lin Yanli glared at Lu Gui, stretched out his hand to push his face and said: "No one is born with good calligraphy. Yan Shengren's calligraphy is vivid. His calligraphy in his early years was also very sloppy. As long as I practice hard, I can write well."
It’s very beautiful!”
Lu Gui snorted, closed the paper fan in his hand, and said with a playful smile: "I remember that Yan Shengren's calligraphy in his early years was sloppy because of his style."
Lin Yanli's expression froze, and he raised his fist to strike. He became angry and said, "Don't bother me, I'm doing something very important."
Lu Gui dodged Lin Yanli's pink fist and said with a smile: "Okay, okay."
After saying that, he cast his eyes on Ci Nan under the tree and said, "Brother Ci Nan, will you go out with me to have fun?"
"Amitabha, the young monk still needs to listen to Zen." Cinan put her hands together and made a Buddhist salute to Lu Gui.
"There are some beautiful girls in Liuyan Alley in the south who play music well. It seems that I am the only one who enjoys it." Lu Gui sighed and clapped his palms with a paper fan.
Cinan spread his hands, shook the monk's robe, stood up from the ground and said: "Amitabha, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, if you don't enter the world of mortals, how can you know the pink skull, so what if the young monk accompanies Donor Lu on this trip."
Lin Yanli shook the corner of his mouth, watching the fat monk under the tree following Lu Gui out of the courtyard, and secretly cursed "sexy monk" in his heart.
Liu Bailao swallowed, followed silently, and was finally carried back by Zhou Qianluo by the ears.
Lin Yanli smiled dumbly and put away the talismans on the table.
Drawing talismans requires concentration and concentration of energy and spirit to complete it in one go.
Now because of Lu Gui's interference, my energy and spirit are all messed up. If I continue to draw, I will probably end up with useless symbols, so I might as well stop and rest.
After Li Zhuying came to Mutian City, she often stayed by Chen Qiuyu's side, so much so that Lin Yanli would be disturbed by Li Zhuying whenever she wanted to find Chen Qiuyu.
This made Lin Yanli sometimes want to tear off a piece of flesh from Li Zhuying's body.
She returned to the room and changed her clothes, planning to go out for a walk.
In this huge Mutian City, there are three streets, two horizontal and one vertical, which are quite spectacular.
Walking towards the intersection, you can see the plaque of Guanhai Academy in the distance.
After Mr. Cao arrived at Mutian City, he threw Yinqiu at Guanhai Academy, and then disappeared inexplicably.
If Zhou Qianluo hadn't bumped into Cao Zheng when delivering food and wine to Lin Qingxuan, she would have suspected that Cao Zheng had escaped from the last big demon attack on the city.
Knowing that her old friend was well, Lin Yanli breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking away from the plaque of Guanhai Academy, Lin Yanli focused his gaze on a wine shop in the distance.
There were a few familiar faces sitting there.
Gu Xuanbei was dressed in a mysterious black suit, Chen Mo was wearing a flying sword, and Bai Qing was wearing a white shirt with a jade belt and a wine gourd hanging from his waist.
The three of them were sitting on a low table facing the street. There were several plates of side dishes on the table, which looked like bacon made after drying the meat of ferocious beasts. There were wine jars under the low table.
The three of them held the altar and drank. Many women gathered around in the distance, whispering to each other with blushing faces.
"Bai Jianxian is really a good drinker. He is already on his fifth level. This drink is very strong. I wonder if he will be able to recite poems for a long time and show off his charm as the Poetry Sword Immortal!"
"Gu Jianxian is not bad either. He is also in the fifth level. He is handsome and knows how to drink. Although his swordsmanship is a bit poor, his surgical skills are really superb. I really want to have a romantic relationship with Gu Jianxian."
"I think Chen Jianxian is the best. Chen Jianxian is good at swordsmanship. Although he is a bit cold-blooded, refer to the swordsman Lu Huai and Li Kui. Swordsmen with such cold faces will dote on their wives, so I still have questions about who the sisters should choose.
What?"
Lin Yanli touched her chin and said that Gu Xuanbei and Chen Mo Mo had disappeared early in the morning and had gone to see Bai Qing for a drink.
Recently, the reputations of Gu Xuanbei and Chen Momo have become more and more famous, and at one time they were almost as good as Bai Qing.
But one thing Lin Yanli knew very well was that Chen Mo was not as good as Bai Qing in terms of swordsmanship.
Even though he and Gu Xuanbei teamed up to kill a throne demon.
After all, age is a drawback. If she remembered correctly, Chen Mo was only about 300 years old this year, while Bai Qing was already over 500 years old. If Chen Mo was given 200 years to practice swordsmanship, Chen Mo's sword skills would definitely be better than Bai Qing's.
The three of them went down with the wine jar, and the wine reached the bottom.
Lin Yanli looked at the three of them and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. A heavy wine jar was placed on the table, and the three of them looked calm and heartless.
The amount of white wine is good and I really drink it.
Gu Xuanbei secretly used the magical power Jing Hua Shui Yue to cheat.
Chen Mo was an outspoken person, and he really drank. Haoran's sword intent frantically consumed the alcohol, and he managed to look normal.
"Really, if you're not a good drinker, don't drink. It's you who will feel uncomfortable in the end if you try to make yourself look fat." Lin Yanli muttered and walked forward to stop Gu Xuanbei and Chen Momo from such stupid behavior.
After walking a few steps, I suddenly felt a strong wind coming from the back of my head.
Lin Yanliyi stopped, her eyes narrowed, she turned around, glanced at the willow leaf scimitar that was blocked by the Reunion Flying Sword, and said lightly: "Fellow Taoist, I don't remember provoking you!"
The Willow Leaf Scimitar fell to the ground, making a clear sound of metal collision, spinning around in the air, and slowly flew into the hands of a young man.
"My name is Yu Quan. Like you, I am the sword master chosen by Old Sword Immortal Lin. I came to you today specifically to ask for advice."
As he spoke, Yu Quan raised his willow-leaf machete and slashed at Lin Yanli.
Yuquan's cultivation level is not low. He has reached the peak cultivation level of the second realm and is only one step away from the Golden Core stage. When the big demon attacked the city that day, he stood in a corner and drew his sword.
Lin Yanli moved his right foot slightly to avoid Yu Quan's fierce attack. He turned from defense to attack and grabbed Yu Quan's knife-holding wrist.
Lin Yanli grabbed Yu Quan's right arm with one hand and threw it upward, causing Yu Quan to stand upside down in the air.
Lin Yanli flew forward, but Yu Quan grabbed her by the hair. The two of them hit the wall next to the wine shop like meteors.
Lin Yanli stood up, and just as he was about to pull away, he was tripped by Yu Quan. Yu Quan grabbed Lin Yanli's ankle with a nonchalant expression, and slammed Lin Yanli against the wall, smashing the wall of the wine shop.
The whole thing was smashed through.
Gu Xuanbei and Chen Momo frowned slightly when they saw this scene.
Bai Qing put down the wine jar and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Respecting the order of the old swordsman Lin, please lead the sword!"
Amid the exclamations around him, three sword lights escaped into the sky.
Lin Yanli climbed up from the rubble, her face covered in blood. She pinched her bloody nose with two fingers and narrowed her eyes, "Are you serious?"
Yu Quan hooked his fingers, and two willow leaf flying knives were suspended in his hands. He waved the willow leaf flying knives in his hand lightly and said indifferently: "If you are not serious, you may die."