After leaving Fairy Xuanyi's residence, the junior sister and Han Yun walked side by side back to Yunwu Hall.
At this time, Peng Cheng and the others had also made dumplings and were waiting to be put into the pot.
Zhuo Jiu also prepared wine and food, and the New Year's Eve dinner was very sumptuous.
After the two returned, everyone became lively. They were eating, drinking and cooking dumplings. The canteen was lively, changing cups and playing games. It was so lively.
Han Yun's drinking capacity is "you won't get drunk after a thousand drinks". With his spiritual energy, it doesn't matter how much he drinks.
A group of people played until midnight before they dispersed and went back to their respective rooms to rest.
The next day, the first day of the Lunar New Year, Han Yun came to Yunwu Hall again and continued to compile his martial arts secrets.
He doesn't need to pay New Year's greetings to anyone. He has no relatives and the excitement outside has nothing to do with him. This time is just for compilation.
Suddenly, a string of firecrackers sounded in the yard, and then the junior sisters rushed in and shouted amidst the sound of firecrackers,
"Happy New Year, Senior Brother."
"Congratulations on getting rich, red envelopes and red envelopes."
Han Yun smiled, took out six red envelopes from his sleeves, and handed them over.
The junior sister grabbed them all with a smile, and then distributed them to everyone one by one.
After several people opened it, they were all shocked, with their mouths hanging open.
"A thousand taels!"
"Elder brother is so generous."
"awesome."
"I can't save so much even if I don't eat or drink as a disciple for a hundred years."
The six people held one thousand taels of silver notes in their hands, all of them grinning from ear to ear.
Among them, except Peng Cheng, they are all children of big families, but even for children of big families, their annual pocket money is only one or two thousand taels.
After all, although a big family makes a lot of money, it also has a large population. Their money is mainly used for business operations, and the pocket money distributed to each child is actually not much.
When Zheng Yulin came over with tens of thousands of taels of medicinal herbs, and Yu Ming came with ten thousand taels of silver notes, they both asked for it from their families, not their own.
The martial arts they learned must also be taught to their families. This is actually a kind of investment, and those families earn blood.
So I was very happy to see a thousand taels at once.
Especially Peng Cheng, after being a disciple for three or four years, he only saved twenty or thirty taels, excluding food and clothing. This one thousand taels is really worth his monthly salary as a disciple for a hundred years.
Then, Han Yun took out a dozen red envelopes and handed them to Liang Chao,
"You give these red envelopes to the handymen."
"Okay, I'll be there in a minute."
Liang Chao nodded as he received the red envelope.
At this time, Peng Cheng took two steps forward, scratched his scalp, and said shyly,
"Elder brother, um... I have something to report to you."
Han Yun looked at him in surprise,
"You can just tell us what's going on, why are you so coyly treating us as outsiders?"
"It's not a big deal, it's just... I broke through to the seventh level."
"You broke through?!"
Jun Ling'er and others were surprised in unison.
Peng Cheng smiled and nodded,
"Well, I made a breakthrough last night during practice."
"Damn it, you, the person with the lowest internal strength, are the first to break through, and you break through before I can break through. This is simply more uncomfortable than killing me."
Jun Linger gritted her teeth.
"Everyone seemed drunk last night. Didn't they all go back to bed? Peng Cheng was the first to get drunk...
Damn it, this guy pretended to be drunk and went back to rest at the earliest, but he was secretly practicing hard just to amaze everyone today!"
Liang Chao's fists were clenched.
Yu Ming popped out the hidden sword on his wrist and said expressionlessly,
"Cut the involuted dog to death."
"What a shame, we agreed to put it all together, but you actually worked hard secretly behind your back!"
Zhang Heng also wished he could punch Peng Cheng twice.
Han Yun couldn't help but smile when he saw their appearance. These people were really afraid of their brothers' suffering, and they were also afraid of their brothers driving a Land Rover.
"Peng Cheng has been working hard in the month before the first year. While you guys were eating, drinking and having fun every day, he was practicing all the time. It wasn't just last night.
Before the opening of the Yunwu Palace on the sixth day of the first lunar month, you must all be promoted to the seventh rank.
Before the disciples go down the mountain to practice in March, you must all be promoted to the sixth level.
The goal must be completed, and whoever fails to complete it will be expelled from Yunwu Palace."
As soon as Han Yun said this, everyone burst into mourning.
When disciples go down the mountain to practice, they will definitely encounter danger. Han Yun also wants to help them improve their strength as much as possible so that they can have more ability to protect themselves when they encounter danger.
These people are very loyal to him and have good feelings. Han Yun doesn't want to lose anyone.
"Don't worry, senior brother. As the strongest person in Yunwu Palace, I am willing to receive the title of Great Elder and supervise their cultivation."
Peng Cheng patted his chest with a smile on his face.
The little junior sister was shocked,
"Peng Cheng, do you really have no shame now?"
Yu Ming looked at the sword in his hand and said expressionlessly,
"Just in time, my hidden sword can see blood tonight."
"Call me when you start."
"And I."
"It doesn't matter if you can't kill him."
"Oh my God."
Peng Cheng immediately fled.
"Elder brother, I'm going to practice!"
Everyone laughed.
After a moment, Peng Cheng's figure was no longer visible, and Jun Ling'er said,
"Is it really okay for us to lie to Peng Cheng like this?"
"Let him be happy. If he knows that we have already broken through the seventh level, he is the last one to break through. With his extreme personality, he may abuse himself."
Liang Chao sighed.
A few of them had already made a breakthrough a year ago, and after discussing it, they decided not to say it out loud to avoid making Peng Cheng sad, so they acted together in such a play.
"How was my performance just now? Was it good?"
Yu Ming said expressionlessly.
"It cannot be said that it is flawless, it is simply full of loopholes."
"It's very good, and she plays her true character."
"It would be nice if I could add a little more expression."
"You are making things difficult for me."
"Let's go, let's go. Senior Brother has given the order. In more than two months, we have to break through to the sixth level. If we don't roll up, Peng Cheng will really take the first place."
After Zhang Yuanxin finished speaking, he walked out.
"No one can disturb me these days. I want to work hard, I want to practice, and I want to trap you all to death."
"I will also work hard to practice and strive to reach the peak of the seventh grade within a month."
"I'll give you the bonus."
Liang Chao walked out with a large stack of red envelopes and called all the handymen together.
When the handymen saw the red envelope in Liang Chao's hand, they were all very happy. When they opened it, they were even more surprised. Inside was a silver note worth one hundred taels.
The monthly salary of a handyman is not as high as that of a disciple, only five hundred coins a month and one tael of silver in two months.
Later, they were recruited into Yunwu Hall, and their senior brother gave them another five hundred coins, which was equivalent to one tael of silver a month. They were already very grateful.
I didn’t expect that during this Chinese New Year, senior brother would actually give out such a big red envelope, which was equivalent to ten years of income.