Chapter 224 is mainly for the purpose of shaping

Lin Du grabbed the collars of Ni Jinxuan and Yan Qing, who were about to rush forward, and said, "What are you doing up there? Get down now."

Yan Qing didn't understand, but he chose to obey.

"It has to be the senior brother. When he jumped out, others were almost beaten to pieces, but he was still three levels away, but he jumped out directly. It was faster than the explosion of the Heavenly Thunder..." Yan Qing marveled.

Being tall does have other advantages, at least it gives you longer arms.

Mo Lin's spiritual bones were damaged and his cultivation stagnated in recent years. Because he has been repairing his bones, his already tall stature has become even taller.

At this moment, he gave the flowers in his hand to Xia Tianwu, and the two of them went down together to receive the reward.

"That's good, Junior Sister, you can fire up the stove less often. The bamboo forest in the back mountain is about to be cut down these days."

Lin Du heard these words amid the clamor and narrowly avoided the flowers, fruits and vegetables thrown down from the pavilions on both sides.

She looked up at the sky. No matter how gorgeous the background was or how fragrant the summer flowers and fruits were, they could not withstand the unbending breath of steel.

Tired.

But it was obvious that the crowd did not hear this. They just thought that the tall and handsome young man picked the flower for the beautiful female cultivator, and they became even more noisy for a while.

Countless flowers fell on the two of them, and some people exclaimed that they were a perfect match.

Today is a day of indulgence. After exchanging rewards, the five of them went to Xiangmanlou.

The waiter said that they have plum wine today, which is just the right time. Let's try something fresh and it's a gift.

Ni Jinxuan's eyes lit up.

Except for Mo Lin, no one in the group had ever drunk alcohol.

The fruit wine tasted sweet and mellow, and everyone drank it like a drink. They still felt it was not enough, so each person ordered a jar.

Halfway through the meal, a few children felt a little tipsy. Listening to the singing and dancing coming from across the street, Yan Qing tapped the wine bowl with chopsticks and hummed along. There were already two blushes on his face. He squinted his eyes and recited the lyrics.

Ni Jinxuan blushed and fell to the ground, her eyes were blurry with drunkenness, "Master Junior, how come you... seem to have become two people..."

"That's great. I have two junior uncles now. One cooks for me, and the other reads me stories..."

Lin Du, who only had a little bit of alcohol left in him, had already used his spiritual power to dissipate the rest:

Even Xia Tianwu was a little drunk. He poured another glass of wine to suppress his shock, and then he started to talk a lot. He first talked about his elixir refining and the exploded furnace, then talked about the bamboos in the back mountain and the wheat in the fields, and then started to sweep indiscriminately.

"Brother, your bones haven't healed yet. You're still thinking about practicing sword all day long. I have to help you set your bones every now and then. It's very tiring. You're a hundred years old, can you be more mature?"

"You say I need more bamboos, but your bones are just like the bamboos you plucked from the hills behind you. They may not even be as strong as theirs."

Mo Lin: ...

He sincerely admitted his mistake and refused to change. "I understand. I will swing the sword less often."

"And Junior Master, do you know how many white hairs are hidden in your hair bun? If you practice less and get more sleep, your kidney won't be so weak."

Lin Du nodded perfunctorily, "I know, I know, let's go to sleep."

"And you! Yan Qing, you practice so hard every day that you can't even lift your arms. You don't even come to see a doctor when your muscles are injured. What? Do you think you are so capable by holding on? Doesn't your family have an ancestor who became a saint by studying? How come you don't know that too much is better than too little?"

Yan Qing yelled, "What's wrong with me, a scholar, holding a knife? A scholar's hands can also hold a knife! They can also forge iron!"

"I, a real man, stand between heaven and earth! I should carry a three-foot-long sword and accomplish unparalleled feats!"

As he was about to step on the stool to draw his sword, Lin Du quickly raised his hand to hold it back.

Yan Qing saw Lin Du's face and suddenly burst into tears, "Uncle Junior! The year you left, I really practiced my footwork, really, but why can't I catch up with you?"

Lin Du: ...What a mess.

A little bit of fruit wine didn't make Mo Lin drunk. He looked at his junior master helplessly and said, "You've drunk too much."

"Take it home. You can't just sleep here."

Lin Du carried Ni Jinxuan on his back and supported Xia Tianwu, who was still walking unsteadily, with one hand. Over there, Mo Lin forcibly restrained Yan Qing, who insisted on brandishing a sword in the street. It took a lot of effort for them to get back to the sect gate.

The night wind blew away the breath of the world, leaving it behind everyone.

The only two sober ones among the five people were stripped of their clothes, especially Lin Du. Ni Jinxuan insisted that there were two junior uncles and insisted on dragging one away. The three of them caused a chaos of seven or eight people.

The technique that Lin Du practiced was a top-grade technique unique to the purest ice spiritual root. Not only his spiritual power, but also his entire body temperature was extremely low.

Xia Tianwu, who had been drinking and couldn't control his strange fire, held her arm and refused to let go, shouting, "I found it, I found a way, Junior Master, let's use this thing to make an alchemy furnace."

Lin Du: ...Thank you for the invitation, but I still can’t.

At this moment of chaos, the night breeze from the Supreme Sect brought a faint smell of blood.

Lin Du narrowed his eyes and turned to look at the person who had just returned to the mountain gate.

Hou Cang's white clothes had turned into blood, and even his icy face had blood marks from the monster's scratches. Even in such a dire situation, he acted as if the injuries were not on his body and remained calm.

He was clearly so injured that he couldn't even take the last few steps.

Hou Cang glanced coldly at the noisy children.

He does not share the same sorrows and joys as humans; he only finds them noisy.

Feng Yi quickly rushed over and rescued Lin Du, who was about to be torn in half by the two men, and by the way, he saw Hou Cang slowly moving back.

She said, "You can't even gather a little spiritual power, but you're still trying to be brave. If you can't hold on, there are people around you. Will asking for help affect your practice of the ruthless way?"

Mo Lin was stunned for a moment, "Really? I thought Master Hou Cang didn't need help."

Lin Du followed suit and stabbed his sword. “I thought that Senior Hou Cang’s blood was mainly for the purpose of styling.”

The bloody footprints left behind with every step:

Feng Yi sighed and stopped looking back. He decided to rescue his youngest but most reliable junior sister first. He picked up Jin Xuan and took her back to sleep, and notified Jiang Liang at the same time.

At this moment, Xia Tian was completely sober and didn't recognize anyone. Lin Du's cultivation was not as high as hers, so he couldn't force her to sober up with spiritual power.

Mo Lin finally grabbed Xia Tianwu's wrist and sent his spiritual power into him. Fortunately, both of them had relied on spiritual power to detoxify before, so their meridians did not reject it. After a few cycles of spiritual power, he helped the man sober up.

After all, Jiang Liang might not be happy to come out, and even if he did, Xia Tianwu would still help speak for him.

After Xia Tianwu came to her senses, she didn't react much. It was Mo Lin who let go of her hand first and told her the current situation.

Hou Cang still maintained that icy face, but finally said thank you when Xia Tianwu came to check my pulse.

"Fortunately, it's not a serious injury. It's just that too much demonic energy suppressed the absorption of Dantian spiritual power. It's mainly external injuries."

Lin Du looked back in surprise when she heard that. That day she went there to tell Lin Tuan that the source of the demonic energy might be growing.

Did Hou Cang hear it, so he went to kill the evil demon?