Sha~sha~ A very slight sound came from under the tree roots not far away.
It seemed as if the eyes of the drunk young man, who had been sleepy all the time, suddenly lit up, and his figure suddenly shot out. He reached a hand into the fallen leaves and caught a peach mouse in his hand that had no time to react.
The fur of the peach mouse is smooth, so if you use too little force, you can't catch it at all. But if you use too much force, you can easily crush it to death. How to strike the right balance is another difficult point.
But for the Drunken Master, who was respected as one of the four great masters, he would not make such a low-level mistake.
When I loosened my fingers slightly, a few strands of soft silver mouse hair appeared. This was a silver-haired peach mouse.
An elder of the Mu family who was monitoring from above immediately exclaimed.
"Drunk Young Master Tang Yan! He has caught the first silver-haired peach mouse! This is already the sixth peach mouse that the Drunken Young Master has caught!"
The shout, which was obviously filled with shock, immediately attracted the attention of other young monks around.
Watching the drunk young man stuffing the peach mouse in his hand into the bag, the strap seemed to be slightly bulging.
Most of them haven't even caught a peach mouse. The comparison makes people feel uneasy.
After all, there were only 106 peach mice in this scene, but there were about 2,000 monks who entered the peach forest.
Not only are there too many people and too little porridge, but every time a peach mouse is caught, it means that the chances of the rest of them are even less.
Some relatively simple, or relatively weak monks could only search more anxiously among the rotten peach leaves on the ground.
However, some people with ulterior motives have quietly gathered here.
There are 106 peach mice, and it is still unknown how many are left. Hope is becoming increasingly slim.
Compared to searching the ground for peach mice that are good at hiding, many people think it would be easier to snatch the peach mice that are ready in front of them.
Especially when there is someone who stands out, it is easier to have such thoughts.
If in the end, they all gained nothing, then it would be natural for them to unite and take action against this lucky drunkard.
And this drunk young man is not just lucky.
Not far from him was Mu Chunhao, the eldest son of the Mu family.
Although he was drunk, his mind was actually very clear.
As the eldest son of the Mu family, after entering the peach forest, except for wandering for a while at the beginning, he then moved forward in one direction with a clear goal.
Tang Yan didn't believe that he hadn't received any hints from other Mu family cultivators.
It just so happens that everyone has the same goal.
He is now just a casual cultivator, so there is no need for him to care about his face.
As for means, as long as they are useful, that's enough.
So he left everyone else behind and followed Mu Chunhao closely like a dog-skin plaster.
Normally speaking, Mu Chunhao is familiar with the terrain of the peach forest, his cultivation has reached the Nascent Soul stage, and he has the implicit reminders from the Mu family cultivators. It should be impossible for ordinary cultivators to gain any benefits by being around him.
At the beginning, there were a few smart disciples from the sect who followed him. However, every time before they found any clues, the peach rat was caught by Mu Chunhao.
They gradually gave up and started looking for the location on their own.
But this Drunk Young Master was different. He kept a fixed distance from Mu Chunhao and just followed closely in the general direction.
Whenever a peach rat appeared in the area he passed through, he would catch it in advance. For six consecutive times, Mu Chunhao, who had a higher cultivation level, failed to snatch it from him.
After seeing the Drunken Young Master Tang Yan catch the silver mouse, Mu Chunhao's face turned unhappy.
Fortunately, this was not a golden peach mouse, otherwise he would have already taken lightning-fast action.
But Mu Chunhao couldn't get what he wanted so easily.
If we continue like this and really encounter a golden rat, and this guy gets to it first, then there will be a lot of unexpected changes in the first prize.
So Mu Chunhao stopped and turned to walk towards the direction of the Drunken Young Master Tang Yan.
"Brother Tang is worthy of the title of one of the Four Young Masters. He is indeed a man of many talents."
The other party came forward with flattery, but Tang Yan was unwilling to get close to him easily. He floated backwards, and the blazing long sword at his waist had already fallen into his hand.
Seeing that he was alert, Mu Chunhao did not come any closer and just stood a few feet away and bowed to him.
"Master Zui's swordsmanship is exquisite, and it really has the style of the ancient famous Shushan family. He must have a famous teacher. I wonder if you would be willing to tell me your teacher's name."
When meeting someone, you first ask about their origin and then about their master. This is basically a common courtesy in the world of immortal cultivation.
"My master has passed away a long time ago. He was known as the Drunken Sword Maniac. He was not a well-known figure. Young Master Hao has certainly never heard of him."
Elder Jiuhuo, who was at the Five Elements Peak of Mount Shu, woke up from a hangover and sneezed loudly. He was also wondering, is he old now? How could he sneeze with the golden elixir in his stomach?
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Yes, this independent cultivator who has recently become famous near Fengyang City is considered to have the style of ancient Shu Mountain, the so-called Drunken Young Master Tang Yan.
It was none other than Tang Yan, a disciple of the Five Elements Peak of Mount Shu in Dachong Mountain and Jiang Li's sword-cultivating clone.
After contributing his golden elixir, the sword cultivator's clone's already backward strength fell to the bottom.
It is not suitable for him to continue adventures with Jiang Li for the time being, and he is torn between two options: returning to Dachong Mountain to live together with his junior sister, and staying in the Eastern Region to continue building his career.
The sword cultivator's clone, or Jiang Li, chose the latter.
After leaving a few fire-attributed Nine Netherworld Fruits for the sword cultivator's clone to quickly recover his strength, he began his own life as a casual cultivator with Fengyang City as the center.
Relying on the spiritual energy support of Jiang Li's own Yongquan Technique and the right hand that contains the chaotic power of Asura.
Even without the Golden Core, he could easily defeat other Golden Core cultivators. After regaining the Golden Core, he could even use it to fight against Yuanying True Cultivators.
Such strength is already outstanding among ordinary cultivators. In a short period of time, he didn't spend much effort, but he made a name for himself as the Drunken Young Master and received olive branches from many forces.
When the birthday peach banquet was held this time, he mixed in with the group of casual cultivators and entered the Mu family peach forest.
The reason why he was able to catch the peach rat six times ahead of Mu Chunhao before was not because he was stronger than Mu Chunhao.
But it was because his real body, Jiang Li, was following far behind him.
By using the Guanyin Heart Sutra, he could monitor the slightest movement ahead over a large area. After finding the peach squirrel hiding on the treetops or under the soil, he would simultaneously share the specific location with the sword cultivator's clone, allowing him to strike with lightning speed. This way he could always be one step ahead of the opponent.
It was just that due to his ears, he couldn't tell the color of the fur. That was why he needed to follow the eldest son of the Mu family to determine the approximate range.
But his behavior was obviously trying to take advantage of Mu Chunhao's interests, and he did it blatantly.
No one would be willing to do that.
"Here I have a scroll of the Shu Mountain passed down from ancient times. Treasure scrolls are given to heroes. I think this ancient scroll will be of great help to Brother Tang Yan."
"I'll give it to Brother Tang Yan today. How about we be friends?"
The meaning is quite clear. I will give you some benefits, and you should stop immediately. If you dare to follow me again, the person you will face next time will not be so easy to talk to.
Mu Chunhao threw the scroll to Tang Yan, then turned around and continued walking deeper into the peach forest.
The sword cultivator's clone wanted to follow, but two cultivators on his left and right blocked his way.
(End of this chapter)