The old man was surprised, but he sat down knowingly.

An Le smiled and told him about boarding the flower boat in the center of the West Lake today and listening to Fairy Yunrou playing the piano all day long.

The old man took a sip of Zui Liuxia and smacked his lips: "Zui Liuxia, the wine is good, but if you drink too much, it won't be interesting. The old yellow rice wine is refreshing enough."

"Are you talking about the female courtesan in the center of the West Lake? Everyone knows about the first mountain guard of the Laoliu Mountain Lord. Otherwise, do you think that with that girl's beauty, why no one in Lin'an Mansion would touch her? Four Realms

Although his cultivation level is good, it really means nothing in Lin'an."

The old man said with a smile. He cut the Babao crispy chicken and the ingredients in the chicken belly immediately flowed out mixed with the gravy. There were eight ingredients including mushrooms, abalone, and spring bamboo shoots. They were cut into pieces and steamed together in the chicken belly.

Brewing the unique aroma of the blend of ingredients.

An Le's index finger twitched when he heard it, and he and the old man started eating together.

"The little girl guarding the mountain was chosen by the old six mountain masters. In order to inherit his worldly swordsmanship, he asked the little girl to run to the lake and become an oiran. Don't look at the girl's current cultivation level, which is deliberately suppressed. The worldly spirit is

Once you understand it, you will make a leap forward, and you may even break through the realm."

"That Lao Liushan Master was really good at playing in those days. He wandered around and painted boats, and won the reputation of a brothel. He had so many beauties who looked through the love for him. Hey, when it comes to romance, he is as good as me."

The old man drank a sip of Drunken Liuxia, ate a bite of Babao Chicken, and said with a smile.

An Le couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this: "Senior also left a name for himself in the brothel?"

"That's not true, but some of my beauties are not human, and Lao Liu doesn't." The old man stroked his beard and smiled.

He smiled, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

An Le is speechless, her beauty is inhuman... maybe she is a demon.

There are monsters in this world, just like the former landlord of the courtyard, wasn't she a squirrel banshee?

No wonder the old man of the Ancestral Temple was willing to let the squirrel banshee live so close to the Ancestral Temple. Sure enough, there was a reason.

That night, the old man drank too much. Although he would not be drunk based on his cultivation, he would get drunk if he was not drunk.

Instead of sending the old man back to the Ancestral Temple, he directly let him live in the house.

Anle returned to the yard, tidied up, looked at the night sky full of stars, and began to visualize "Sword Waterfall".

Today on the flower boat, I heard the music of Miss Yunrou soothing my heart. My mind, tempered by the sword furnace in Niwan Palace, seemed to be a little stronger. I took this opportunity to work hard and visualize the sword waterfall.

Starlight falls from high in the sky, like falling meteors, like a rain of swords falling into the world.

In the middle of the night, someone came walking under the stars like a banished immortal.

Zhao Xianyou entered the courtyard and saw the tranquility contemplating the sword waterfall. He did not disturb him, but took out a pot of wine, went into the house to find a cup, floated down on the roof, elegantly dressed, and drank by himself under the moonlight.

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After a while, Anle woke up from the state of visualization, and was not surprised to see Zhao Xianyou.

Zhao Xianyou poured a glass of wine and flicked it to An Le.

Anle took it and took a sip, his mouth filled with spiritual energy.

"This is Drunk Immortal Wine. It is brewed from spiritual fruits. It contains spiritual energy. Drinking it is beneficial to your cultivation. I guess you have finished drinking the wine, so I brought it to you to try."

Zhao Xianyou said calmly.

Anle drank a few glasses and found it tasted good. As for the spiritual energy, it was secondary, better than nothing. The so-called spiritual energy contained in it was just a gimmick.

"It will be spring in two days, and I won't come to look for you anymore. When you are in high school in spring, you will have another meal of old rice wine with me, and it will be a celebration."

Zhao Xianyou looked at the moonlight and said.

"Okay." Anle did not refuse.

"Anle, do you have a purpose in practicing? What is the purpose?" Zhao Xianyou asked.

An Le was startled, thought for a while, and said: "At first, it was because there is cultivation in this world, and I wanted to experience it. It was just out of pure curiosity."

"Later, when I encountered oppression, I wanted to become stronger so that I would no longer be powerless in the face of oppression."

"Going further, I probably want to see the scenery from higher places."

Zhao Xianyou drank for a while. He never thought that Anle's answer would be so simple, but the original purpose of practice should be pure and simple.

"I don't know the purpose of my practice. It seems that practice has been with me since I was born. The end is right in front of me. I can reach it as long as I think about it."

Zhao Xianyou exhaled and said.

"It seems to be for a certain purpose."

“Very boring.”

"It would be more interesting to drink with you."

Anle was silent, but didn't know what to say. Zhao Xianyou changed his usual image of talking little today and talked a lot. Anle was mostly listening, and Zhao Xianyou talked while drinking.

Finally, when the sky turns white in the east, the morning star leaps into the world.

Zhao Xianyou was accompanied by the morning breeze, his disheveled hair flying slightly. He turned to look at Anle and said, "Since you want to see the scenery at a higher place, then I will wait for you at a higher place."

Anle smiled, clinked glasses with him, and drank it all in one gulp.

"When the time comes, you and I will invite Yue to have a drink together."

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On the ninth day of February, it rained in Lin'an.

One spring rain after another finally brought about a grand event of the Zhao Dynasty.

Today, the opening of the Spring Festival, is the most important day in life for the Juzi scholars who have traveled long distances from various places to come to Beijing to take the exam.

Whether you can smile proudly in the spring breeze, honor your ancestors, and return to your hometown with honor, it all starts from today.

Because it is raining and the sky is gloomy, dim light shines on the earth, which represents the coming of day.

Qingbo Street, Taimiao Lane, small courtyard.

Anle got up early and shot the ancient demon and five animals as usual to refine his energy and blood.

The demonic energy in the demon-quenching jade was once again exhausted, and Anle was thinking of ways to fill it with the demonic energy.

After the five animals were beaten, Anle Qi and blood started to circulate, and the rainwater on his body was dried. He changed into a clean white clothes, wore a Qingshan and an ink pond on his waist, and carried on his back the pen, ink, paper, inkstone and test cards required for the Spring Imperial Examination, etc.

Holding an oiled paper umbrella, I walked out of the yard.

Just after leaving Qingbo Street, I passed by the Imperial Ancestral Temple.

The old man stood under the eaves of the Ancestral Temple gate, leaning on a bamboo stick, looking at him with a smile.

"Little friend An, take the exam well in Chunwei and strive to be a top scholar in high school. Take the exam before going to the palace to win the top prize."

The old man smiled and sent out good wishes.

Although this wish is difficult to come true, and this time the entrance examination is extremely difficult, in the eyes of the old man, it is still very easy to be ranked among the top candidates in the high school rankings.

"Thank you for your wishes, senior. I will do my best."

Anle responded with a smile.

Under the smiling eyes of the old man, Anle walked by holding an umbrella, stepped onto Qingbo Street, and headed towards the Literature Academy.

Stepping onto the quiet street, Lin Qingyin and Lin Zhuifeng held umbrellas and stood in the spring rain.

Seeing An Le, the two waved and said hello.

"Sir, come on Chunwei!"

Lin Qingyin pursed her lips and smiled.

Lin Zhuifeng clenched his fist and waved it heavily: "Sir, try to get the No. 1 Scholar! If you get the No. 1 Scholar, our ninth sister can also follow suit and become the No. 1 Scholar. It's so beautiful!"

An Le couldn't help but be dumbfounded and nodded, and the three of them walked together on the spring water to the stone tablet archway outside the Academy of Literature.

The two girls stopped seeing each other off and watched An Le's figure gradually disappearing into the hazy spring rain at the foot of the Wenyuan Mountain.

The stone steps of the Chinese Academy of Literature are long and hidden among the black and white buildings. This spring's examination room is located in the courtyard.

On the stone steps, there were many literati carrying their luggage and heading forward in the spring rain.

The weather is cold and cold in spring, with icy rain falling all over the place.

Anle wore Qingshan and Mochi around his waist, and his eyes flickered slightly. For him, spring is also a fate-changing event.

The clouds and mist arose under the sun, and the colors shot across the sky to the sky.

The spring scenery in the apricot garden here is beautiful, and one branch of red can attract thousands of people.

Take a breath, the world seems peaceful.

Anle steps up the stone path and fights in the spring.

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