Zhang Si rushed onto the stage

  Li Xiaoyao's disappearance is a blessing in disguise!

  This has something to do with the plot of The Legend of Xiao Chuo.

  At the beginning of the game, there is a drunk Taoist lying at the gate of the Xiangyang Inn, who insists on drinking wine. Li Xun gives him some wine, and the drunk Taoist doesn't want to owe anyone a favor, so he makes an appointment with Xun to meet tonight at the broken temple west of the town to teach him his martial arts.

  The drunken Taoist is naturally the wine sword immortal of Mount Shu, and as for why he fell drunk in the carefree house inn - it's a mystery.

  Now that Lao Lai is gone, this undoubtedly gave young Zhang Si an opportunity.

  He doesn't care about the life and death of a free spirit, who made him want to go out to sea in the first place. Now if he goes back to Shuiguetang to find him and gets caught by his grandma, it won't be fun at all.

  Drag it out for a day and go to the broken temple to try your luck, other things will be discussed later.

  Then Fang Xian took the purple gold pill and entered the inn, after all, he had promised Li Xiao Yao, Zhang Si was a young man who valued his promises.

  Fang Xian cautiously looked around and saw that the inn had temporarily closed, cold and deserted. He carefully made his way to Li Dama's bedroom.

  Mrs. Li's house was empty and no one took care of it, so Fang Xian couldn't help but secretly scold the Ding sisters for being stupid.

  Li Daigne and Li Xiao Yao's biological mother are no different, whoever wins her favor will undoubtedly greatly increase their chances of winning in the emotional arena. These two silly girls only know that Brother Xiao Yao is tall, Brother Xiao Yao is short, they don't even talk about tactics, not having watched mainland dramas means being uncultured!

  Since he had nothing better to do, and since Old Lady Li had no one to take care of her, Fang Xian always felt that he owed Lǐ Xiǎoyáng something, so he covered Old Lady Li with a quilt, wiped his face, and fed her the Zǐjīndān.

  Li Dama is basically a skinny version of Grandma, it was easy to be a beautician back then, either you're a beauty or a beast.

  Then Fang Xian also cooked some porridge in the kitchen to feed Li Dama, thinking that it was almost done, and leaned on the chair to fall into a daze.

  Zhang Si fell into a deep sleep after taking care of Li Dama, unaware that it was already late at night...

  "......Are you ready for me to switch scenes?"

  I'm saving you time.

  "Okay, thank you."

  The scene change is over, it's already late at night, and Fang Xian, who was "fast asleep", was woken up by Li Dama.

  "Xiao Si, what are you doing here?!" Li Dama asked with a nonchalant air, her hands on her hips.

  "Oh, you're awake. You scared me half to death." Fang Xian pretended to be worried and moved, "By the way, don't call me Xiao Si, it doesn't sound good to my ears."

  "Your new hairstyle is nice." Old Mrs. Li nodded her head.

  "Thank you for your compliment."

  "It's all right, you can go now. It's late at night, and it's not proper for men and women to be close." Li Dama turned her head with a bashful expression.

  "Ugh..."

  "What's wrong with you, Xiao Si?"

  "It's nothing... You're awake now, I'm leaving."

  "You don't have to rush off like that either... Hehe..."

  What a delicate hehe...

  Fang Xian felt a chill and didn't dare say more to Li Dama.

  Since she's so reckless, let her be reckless then. In the dead of night, if the gods have any mischief, it wouldn't be fun to throw Li Damao to herself as well.

  Rushing out of the inn, amidst the watchman's call, Fang Xian skillfully found the gap in the west wall of the town and slipped out to head towards the broken temple!

  Everyone knows that the setting of Xian Jian is full of gods and ghosts, so at night, all sorts of ghosts and monsters will appear in the suburbs, just like the little grass monster on Xian Ling Island, which is used to upgrade the protagonist.

  Fang Xian saw the first ghost fire and immediately turned back, returning to the small town. At the door of the woodcutter's house, he drew an axe again and set out once more.

  The wooden sword is lost, but I still need a weapon. The fishing net works for the small grass monster, but it's hard to say if it will work for the little demons in the suburbs.

  Fang Xian was really nervous at this time, the small grass monster that Guan had passed through was nothing compared to the monsters here. Li Xiao Yao's innate root bone was a bit better, but Zhang Si's few points of attack power might not have any effect on these lone souls and wild bees.

  Be careful in all things, this is a lesson from the blood of black brothers.

  If one slips up, everything will be lost. For Ling'er and for Yue Ru, Fang Xian decisively dodged left and right this time, avoiding all battles. After all, the terrain here is more open, as long as the brain is normal, there won't be a situation like on Xianling Island where they were surrounded by monsters.

  With a few close calls and quick dodges, Fang Xian soon made his way through the small monster forest and arrived at the broken temple map.

  Perhaps the old man saw that he was tired from flashing and comforted him a bit - [Body Technique +1, Martial Arts +1.]

  I'm really touched, Zhang Si indeed has his own way of fighting for a living.

  Under the moonlight, Fang Xian finally sneaked into the Mountain God Temple. Like Shuiyue Palace, this place that should have been pitch black was brightly lit.

  The drunken Taoist sat in front of the fallen idol, staring blankly ahead, his small mustache and beady eyes giving him a perpetually lecherous look. He heard someone approaching from behind and pretended to be dignified:

  "You're here."

  "I'm here."

  “……”

  “……”

  "Aren't you supposed to flatter me and bring some wine or something?"

  Fang Xian scratched his head and smiled: "You are a hermit, what you crave is not wine, but loneliness. I'll be right there."

  "Ha! The Taoist burst out laughing, suddenly turned his head, and walked a few steps to Fang Xian's face with a slightly puzzled expression. "Little wine keeper, why has your face become square?"

  "...during the day, I made Aunt angry and she hit me with a frying pan."

  "No wonder, no wonder! The landlady of that inn is not only beautiful but also skilled in martial arts. Even if I were tempted, I wouldn't dare to mess with her!" The Taoist priest showed a deeply convinced expression and didn't say another word, floating out of the broken temple in just a few steps.

  "I'll now teach you the Shu Shan sword technique, consider it a return of your kindness, watch closely!"

  Under the moonlight, the Taoist's long sword seemed to have a soul of its own, flying out on its own. The old Taoist thought he was being elegant and refined, but in reality, he was wildly brandishing his sword with abandon, the sword dancing chaotically in mid-air, sometimes splitting into multiple blades, sometimes merging back into one.

  Dazed by what he saw, this was still his first time seeing genuine martial arts in this world. However, the setup here was too absurd, and he didn't know if he could bring it back to use in reality.

  After a while, the old Taoist finished his dance and stepped on the long sword, floating gently down from the air.

  "Can you understand just by looking at it?" Fang Xian muttered.

  You have acquired all the inner skills of Shu Shan Pai's martial arts, and you have also learned the art of sword control. The rest of your martial arts will be automatically mastered as your cultivation level increases.

  "This can also... I don't understand!"

  The Taoist walked back in front of Fang Xian with a smile, hugging his wine gourd and taking a big swig.

  "Little devil, how are you?"

  "Thank you, anything else?"

  "......you......" The Taoist was taken aback for a moment, "Don't you admire my martial arts skills and want me to take you on as an apprentice?"

  Fang Xian shook his head: "You are a superior person, I am an ordinary person, you don't bother to care about me."

  "It's like this, but if you don't kneel down and knock your head twice, how can I step down?"

  "Then I'll send you a poem—"

  The sword rides the wind, eliminating demons between heaven and earth.

  With wine, I am carefree; without wine, I am still tipsy.

  One drink drains the rivers and seas, another swallows the sun and moon.

  A thousand cups can't knock me down, I'm the only Drunken Sword Immortal.

  "This..." The Taoist rubbed his chin, "I feel like my lines have been stolen."

  "No, Master, you're really famous, everyone knows you're the Wine Sword Immortal of Mount Shu."

  "Alright... I'm leaving..."

  “88。”

  "I always feel like I've been cheated somehow..."

  "You're overthinking it."

  If it were someone else, Fang Xian might have let him stay a little longer. However, since Jiu Jian Xian had already imparted the Shu Shan Sect's inner skills to him, he basically didn't have any use anymore. If Li Xiao Yao hurried back, there would be trouble, so it was better to quickly get rid of him.

  It was only a few minutes, but when they came out of the broken temple, it was already broad daylight. At this time, Fang You has already liked this setting, speeding up the game progress, so as not to waste time.