It was not until the early morning of the next day that the four of them came out of the barrel. They looked at each other in shock. From each other's excited eyes, they could see that they had all been promoted. Even if they suppressed their cultivation, they could still feel that they had been promoted, and not just one small realm.

If you rely on your own practice, it will take hundreds of years to achieve such an effect.

"The four seniors have all come out." Liu Qian said happily: "How many levels have the four seniors been promoted?"

Jia Yin put his hands together and said: "The Buddha said: It cannot be explained."

Lu Feichen nodded: "It is true that I cannot say."

Cultivators have always liked to hide their strength and are unwilling to expose it too much in front of others.

Heitan and Wu Yuan also had a very good understanding and did not say how much they had reached in their respective realms, but the way they looked at Mu Nanjin was different.

Mu Nanjin said to Wu Yuan: "It is thanks to the herbs 'contributed' by you and your companions that you were able to reach a higher level."

Wu Yuan looked at her with complicated eyes: "You have a really big heart."

If it were someone else, they would want to do everything they can to control him and prevent him from rebelling.

And she was so good that she even promoted him to a higher realm. Wasn't she afraid that he would kill her? Mu Nanjin said calmly: "I am treating you with benefits. When you get more benefits from staying with me, you will be more and more reluctant to leave me. Otherwise, you will just try every possible way to escape from me."

Wu Yuan and the others thought that this made sense.

"Since we have known each other for a while, I want to remind you that you should not think that you can attack me just because you have advanced to a higher realm. Otherwise, you will die without knowing how."

Jia Yin couldn't help but ask: "How high is your realm?"

"It's a realm you can't catch up with."

Everyone: “…”

"The day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve, so those of you who need to go home should go home."

Liu Qian bowed and said, "Miss, thank you for your care these days. I will come to visit you tomorrow with my father and others."

Mu Nanjin frowned slightly and said, "I want to sleep in, so I don't have time to entertain you. Please don't do these empty things."

Liu Qian: “…”

Yang Bo patted his shoulder and said, "You know the girl's temper. If she says she doesn't need to come, then she doesn't need to come. Don't be so polite. Besides, your father is the girl's superior. How can a superior visit a subordinate? Don't you think so?"

Liu Qian thought about it and agreed.

Xu Cheng said: "Don't look so reluctant, we will meet again in a few days. Now, go back to see your mother, she must miss you very much."

"Okay. See you in five days."

Liu Qian left first, and he rode his horse back to Liu's mansion excitedly.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back."

Madam Liu ran out quickly: "My Qian'er is back, have you lost weight?"

She looked carefully and found that her son was not thinner, but fatter.

Mrs. Liu was surprised to see her son had a double chin. She said, "Hey, he's getting fatter. He must be fed too well."

Captain Liu, who followed behind, said, "I told him he didn't lose weight, but you still didn't believe me."

Liu Qian excitedly ran to Captain Liu and said, "Dad, Dad, please look at me."

Captain Liu thought this sounded familiar and raised his eyebrows: "What are you looking at? Have you been promoted to a higher rank in martial arts again?"

"Haha, you guessed right this time." Liu Qian told him what happened last night: "I can almost be promoted to the eighth rank now."

"Eighth rank?" Captain Liu was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped. "Your father is only at the eighth rank now, how can you reach the eighth rank so soon?"

"Really, I didn't lie to you."

Madam Liu looked at her son in disbelief: "You were only a fourth-rank official when you came down the mountain, and you're going to be promoted to an eighth-rank official just a few months later? Don't make fun of us."

Liu Qian said: "It's true. I won't lie to you about these things."

Liu Qian didn't say much and punched Liu Qianhu directly.

Captain Liu quickly threw out a punch to receive the blow, but he was worried about hurting his son, so he didn't use his full strength.

Then, he was beaten back a dozen feet. He smiled happily: "You are really good, you are almost at the eighth level. You have a bright future ahead of you."

Captain Liu looked at his wife and said, "Can you now rest assured and leave your son with Mu Nanjin?"

"Okay, okay, now that my son is back, let's go back to the house and talk about what we have to say."

Captain Liu winked at his son.

Liu Qian understood and immediately helped Mrs. Liu back to the house.

Mrs. Liu was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling.

While the Liu family was having a great time, Heitan and Wu Yuan changed into their robes.

Heitan took Sangtai away first.

Wu Yuan walked to the yard and asked Shu Xiyao, "Are you ready?"

Shu Xiyao didn't need to bring any luggage back, so he didn't have anything to prepare: "How are you going to send me back? Qinggong?"

"I don't know how to perform Qinggong." Wu Yuan took out a golden flying sword from the space.

"What are you doing?" Shu Xiyao subconsciously took a step back.

Wu Yuan sneered: "Are you scared?"

Shu Xiyao retorted: "I'm not afraid, I'm on guard."

Wu Yuan sneered.

Then, the golden flying sword flew up.

He jumped onto the flying sword.

"You..." Shu Xiyao looked at Wu Yuan in surprise.

I've heard that as long as one's cultivation reaches the level of a martial god, one can fly with a flying weapon. Could Wu Yuan be a martial god? Wu Yuan said, "Come up."

Shu Xiyao retracted his shock and jumped onto the flying sword.

"Tell me the location of your home and your town."

Shu Xiyao reported the address where he became a monk.

As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared in the courtyard.

"ah--"

Shu Xiyao was nearly thrown out. He quickly grabbed Wu Yuan's shoulders, and the wind blew on his cheeks, which felt like a knife cutting, and his hair was blown into a mess.

He carefully lowered his head and looked down. The height of a thousand feet made him feel dizzy. Shu Xiyao had never stood in such a high place. If he fell from here, he would definitely be smashed to pieces.

The scenery under his feet whizzed by, and he saw a city in the distance. In the blink of an eye, it passed through the sky above the city, leaving the city far behind. It was obvious that the speed was very fast.

Suddenly, Wu Yuan stopped.

"arrive."

"ah?"

Shu Xiyao was thrown down before he could understand what was happening.

Fortunately, the height was not high at that time, and he quickly somersaulted in the air and landed steadily on the ground.

Shu Xiyao looked up at the familiar gate of the mansion in front of him: "Are you back?"

Did it take a quarter of an hour to get here from the capital? Probably not, right? The guards outside the gate of the Demon Cult's house saw a man with disheveled hair appear at the gate and immediately shouted vigilantly, "Who is coming?"

Shu Xiyao lifted up his messy hair and said, "It's me."

"Master!" The guards looked at his beggar-like messy hair in surprise: "Master, you are back."

"Um."

Shu Xiyao walked into the yard and looked left and right at the familiar scenery. It was not until he sat down and drank the familiar tea that he was truly sure that he was back.

He couldn't help but sigh: "It's so fast and so convenient."

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