Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

0"Brother Greed, you still don't know, right? In the future, we can only address Mr Yang as brother. If you don't listen to him call you General today, I'm afraid you won't be able to hear him in the future."    

    

After saying that, Qi Yulong picked up the wine jar and poured it into his mouth.    

    

When the surrounding people heard this, they all nodded their heads.    

    

Right at this moment, without anyone noticing, Yang Xuan's eyes suddenly turned towards a tent not far away. Just a moment ago, a black shadow flew out from the tent.    

    

Yang Xuan patted a small bag on his waist, and one of the black shadows shot out.    

    

"Eh, you don't have to say. The beef jerky of Barbarian Clan is really delicious."    

    

Zhou Fengmiao's assistant looked gentle and weak, and he had the aura of a scholar. He picked up a piece of beef jerky that Yang Xuan had taken from the Barbarian Clan and put it into his mouth to chew.    

    

"You don't know this, do you? It is said that there is a strong liquor made from horse milk in the Barbarian Clan. No matter how tough a man is, half a kilogram of wine won't stop him from falling asleep."    

    

Qi Yulong was a famous wine jar. Not only could he drink it, but he could also drink it. After drinking the wine, he could even blow on the wine of the surrounding countries. He knew it very well. This time, in just the time it takes for an incense stick to burn for the gala to start, he had already drunk three jars of wine.    

    

After another bowl of wine, Qi Yulong's eyes were somewhat blurred as he said, "If one day I can slaughter my way into the inner region of the Barbarian Clan, I will definitely get the people of the Barbarian Clan to offer me a carriage. Oh, no, ten carriages of horse milk wine. Drink it for three days and three nights. "    

    

"This day will come."    

    

Greed said to Qi Yulong in all seriousness, then raised his wine bowl and said, "For General Qi's horse milk wine business, come, let me toast you."    

    

At this moment, Yang Xuan suddenly stood up. Seeing everyone looking at him in confusion, Yang Xuan said somewhat embarrassedly, "Sorry, I'll find a corner to throw the water."    

    

As he said that, he walked towards the dark forest at the side.    

    

When everyone heard this, they did not mind and continued drinking and chatting happily.    

    

In the forest, Yang Xuan took off his pants and immediately, there was a rustling sound. A black shadow flew back from the forest and landed on Yang Xuan's shoulder.    

    

A moment later, Yang Xuan suddenly shook his body and pulled up his pants.    

    

At this moment, a figure walked towards the forest.    

    

"Eh? That's strange. It should be here. Why isn't it here?"    

    

The figure muttered to himself as he looked around. He did not notice that there was a person standing beside him.    

    

"General Yuwen Jian, why are you here?"    

    

The voice that suddenly sounded startled Yuwen Jie. He suddenly looked in the direction of the voice and found that the person who spoke just now was actually Yang Xuan.    

    

"So it's Mr Yang!"    

    

A strange light appeared in Stephen's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.    

    

"Mr Yang has made a great contribution this time, and he has received quite a lot of support from the three armies. It seems like he is going to be promoted. I want to congratulate him in advance."    

    

"There's no need to congratulate him. It's just that he has won the war at the front line, and I have also erased the spies that the Barbarian Clan has planted in the Great Wei's rear. Everyone is drinking and celebrating, so why is Yuwen Jian wandering alone in this forest?"    

    

Yang Xuan pretended not to be drunk. The smell of alcohol on his body was strong. He walked towards General Yuwen.    

    

General Yuwen looked at Yang Xuan's eyes. He saw a blurred look in his eyes. Obviously, he had gotten a little drunk. It was no wonder. Although Yang Xuan's strength had already reached the Fifth Stage, when the three armies were celebrating, Yang Xuan suppressed his own strength and had a good drink. It wasn't a big deal.    

    

It was just that...    

    

After drinking the wine, Yang Xuan's wine did not seem to be very good. One of his arms was placed on Yuwen Jian's shoulder.    

    

Yuwen Jian took Yang Xuan's arm off without batting an eye. He looked at Yang Xuan from head to toe.    

    

"Mr Yang, although Yuwen wants to celebrate with his colleagues, he also wants to celebrate with them. But because Yuwen never liked wine, he never touched it. So if there is anything rude about it, I will ask Mr Yang to forgive me. As for Mr Yang's achievement, Yuwen Jian naturally admired it in his heart."    

    

"Still not willing to admit it?"    

    

Yang Xuan muttered to himself in a low voice, but it fell into Yuwen Jian's ear, "Mr Yang, what did you say?"    

    

"Nothing. I saw that you were looking for something just now. Do you want me to help you find it?"    

    

"No need. It was just a pendant that I lost in the forest two days ago. I have nothing to do now, so I want to look for it. I want to see if I can get it back."    

    

Stephen said with a regretful expression. He turned around and prepared to leave. "It seems that I can't find this pendant. Fine. Since it is lost, it means that I have no fate with it."    

    

As he spoke, Stephen raised his head and prepared to leave. However, just as he raised his head, he found that Yang Xuan had already blocked his path and was staring at him.    

    

Moreover, Yang Xuan's eyes were clear at this moment, and there was no longer the turbid and misty look from before.    

    

"General Yuwen Jian, are you looking for this thing?"    

    

Yang Xuan said, and took out a grey pigeon from a bag on his waist. The pigeon's neck had been bitten off by something, and it was broken into a strange angle.    

    

There was a small bamboo tube on the pigeon's claw.    

    

Run!    

    

This was the first thought that popped up in Stephen's mind. When he saw the pigeon, he instantly understood that he had already been exposed. Yang Xuan's actions just now were all fake.    

    

"He really knows how to act!"    

    

Stephen cursed in his heart. He used some kind of strange movement technique and ran towards the depths of the forest.    

    

The cyclone under his feet condensed and Yang Xuan flew up in an instant.    

    

It was different from flying before breaking through to the Fifth Stage. He was floating in the air with the support of the Spiritual Force. Ever since Yuh Qingcheng taught him this technique, Yang Xuan had fallen in love with this technique that didn't require too much Spiritual Force. Most of the time, he relied on the airflow to fly. If he was familiar with this kind of flying technique, not only would his flying speed and height not be mentioned in the same breath, but his flying speed would also not be mentioned in the same breath. Furthermore, they would not need too many Spiritual Force to support them. For someone like Yang Xuan, who had already gone through an unknown number of times where he had run out of fuel, it was very suitable for him to use the Spiritual Force sparingly.    

    

Obviously, Yuwen Jian's movement technique speed was far inferior to Yang Xuan's unique flying technique.    

    

In just two to three breaths time, Yang Xuan had already caught up to Yuwen Jian. Yuwen Jian wanted to resist, but he felt a huge suction force pulling him.    

    

When the Yin Spirit Essence Gathering Hand was used, the Spiritual Force that was released from Yuwen Jian's body was instantly pulled over by Yang Xuan.    

    

The Spiritual Force that he released was sucked into Yang Xuan's Yin Spirit Essence Gathering Hand's hand. Yuwen Jian realized that no matter how much he used the Spiritual Force, he couldn't escape from the suction force.