After some time, the drizzle finally stopped.
The continuous rain for a period of time washes away the dust on all things and moisturizes them, making them look brand new.
After the rain stopped, Jiang Ye also ended his practice and walked out of the room slowly.
When he came to the living room and was about to go out, he suddenly thought of something. He turned his head and said to the room where Chi Qing was: "Master, can I take a day off?"
After waiting for a long time, Chi Qing didn't reply to him.
Not speaking is equivalent to acquiescing.
Jiang Ye walked out of the door and took out the novice weapon, Qingfeng Sword.
The snow-white and bright sword reflected his current appearance.
With a clean face, slender eyebrows, a straight bridge of nose, and a clear jawline, he looks like a handsome guy with thick makeup, but his eyes are not as bright as before.
"Everything will change, Master, and so will I."
Jiang Ye sighed unconsciously.
The little boy who used to be happy and innocent has now grown up and understands what sorrow is.
Putting aside those annoying worries, Jiangye Yujian flew towards Tianwu Peak, and at the same time took out the transmission talisman to contact Qin Chuan.
"Brother, do you want to drink?"
In a cave in Tianwu Peak, Qin Chuan opened his eyes and took out the transmission note, Jiang Ye's voice reached his ears.
Hearing that Jiang Ye wanted to drink with him, Qin Chuan raised his eyebrows unconsciously, feeling a little surprised.
In the past, she had dragged him to drink, but this was the first time Jiang Ye took the initiative to invite him.
It’s rare.
"Tianwu Peak, Yunwang Cliff, the old place is waiting for you."
Of course he would not refuse. He replied, got up, put several jars of fine wine collected in his cave into storage bags, and then went out.
"Okay, I'll be there soon."
After Jiang Ye said this, he put the transmission talisman back into his storage bag, and then accelerated his speed again.
Although the aura of the Golden Core Realm was very frivolous, it was still the Golden Core Realm after all. His sword flew extremely fast, and he arrived at Tianwu Peak in a short while.
Tianwu Peak is completely different from Xiao Qiong Peak where he is.
He and Chi Qing were the only two people living on Xiaoqiong Peak. It was very deserted, and the scale of the peak was not as big as that of Tianwu Peak.
There are many mountains in the territory of Tianwu Peak, with clouds and mist lingering halfway up the mountainside. The tallest mountain in the middle is Tianwu Peak.
There are many practitioners in this line, so there are practitioners living in many mountain peaks.
Some build a hut by themselves, and some simply carve out a cave.
Jiang Ye was not here for the first time, so he was not surprised by these sights. His familiar sword flew around Tianwu Peak and flew towards a small mountain peak in the distance.
When he saw Yunwang Mountain Cliff, Jiang Ye also saw Qin Chuan sitting on the edge of the cliff.
When he landed on the small mountain peak, Qin Chuan, who had already arrived, threw a jar of wine in his hand to him.
"Thank you, senior brother."
Jiang Ye took the wine jar the moment he landed and walked forward. The Qingfeng Sword under his feet instantly withdrew and slipped into his storage bag.
The posture is natural and free.
He opened the wine jar, came to Qin Chuan, and sat side by side with him on the edge of the cliff.
Qin Chuan grabbed the wine jar with one hand and stretched it towards him. Jiang Ye also grabbed the wine jar and bumped into him, making a loud bang.
They drank a glass of wine, and then drank at the same time.
Some cool drinks flowed down their clothes, but they didn't care, as long as they were happy.
"Huh~"
The cold and refreshing drink stimulated Jiang Ye's senses, making him feel like he was alive again.
"This is the first time." Qin Chuan looked at Jiang Ye with a smile in his eyes: "This is the first time you come to me for a drink."
"Brother Qin, you can't ask for anything, just accommodate me."
"Yo! Be sensible!"
The two chatted about the past two years and laughed from time to time.
When Jiang Ye was drinking with Qin Chuan, it was the most relaxing moment for Jiang Ye in the past two years.
Jiang Ye felt that he was different from other monks after all.
Most monks like to practice very much. They practice for more than ten days or even several months or even several years.
Although Jiang Ye was very active in practicing in the past, he advocated a balance between work and rest.
But unknowingly, he also followed in the footsteps of those monks and became a true ascetic, practicing day and night.
Looking at the mist-shrouded mountains in the distance, Jiang Ye felt inexplicably emotional.
Everything will change.
Perhaps tens of thousands of years later, even the scene in front of us will change.
"Jiang Ye, your training has made rapid progress in the past two years."
After Qin Chuan took a sip of wine, he looked at Jiang Ye and said meaningfully.
He could also feel something was wrong with Jiang Ye's aura.
"Master gave me some magical elixirs that will help increase my cultivation speed."
"You know, don't take too much elixir. It's fine if you take some when you break through. If you swallow too much elixir, your body will be gradually eroded by erysipelas."
"...I know, but it's okay."
Jiang Ye shook his head, picked up the wine jar and took a sip.
After rolling his Adam's apple a few times, he took the wine jar away and took a long breath.
Very enjoyable.
Wine is really a good thing.
It can relieve worries, relieve pain, and forget oneself.
Just when Qin Chuan was about to say something, an extremely powerful aura suddenly appeared. Qin Chuan and Jiang Ye turned around and saw Ji Shenya flying towards them.
"You two, you are drinking, please join me."
Ji Shenya came to Jiang Ye very familiarly, patted his shoulder, and sat next to him.
He is still as handsome as ever, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, as if he was reborn from the mortal world, but when he smiles, he is very beautiful, with a hint of human fireworks.
Jiang Ye took a jar of wine from Qin Chuan and handed it to him.
After he opened the wine jar, the three of them touched the wine again and took a few gulps.
Although Ji Shenya and Jiang Ye didn't have much interaction individually, because he had a good relationship with Qin Chuan, the two met often to drink and chat.
After going back and forth, they became familiar with each other.
Life within the sect consists of doing tasks besides practicing, which is quite boring.
So it would be nice to have someone to drink and chat with.
Time passed like this little by little, and by the time the wine was over, it was time to end the show.
Jiang Ye stood up and took the lead to say goodbye.
Then came Qinchuan, leaving Ji Shenya alone to look at the green mountains.
Sitting on the edge of the cliff, Ji Shenya looked at the continuous mountains in the distance. He was a little lost in thought at the beautiful scenery shrouded in clouds and mist that looked like a fairyland on earth.
This world of cultivating immortals is really deadly.
Even with the system, he couldn't save everyone.
Taking action hastily will often only lead things to a worse direction.
However, Ji Shenya couldn't help but click his tongue and shake his head when he thought that Jiang Ye really listened to his master's words obediently and was willing to end his cultivation path for the sake of the sect and his master.
"He should be thrown to the earth and experience a round of severe beatings from society and the squeeze of capital."
This kid is too simple-minded.
If it were me, would you like me to sacrifice my life to contribute to the sect?
I sacrificed the entire sect with my backhand!
Sure enough, cultivators should go to the world of mortals to experience more and experience the dangers of the human heart in order to grow.
"Fate is destiny, [fate] is the excuse for the weak, [luck] is the excuse for the strong."
"Your own destiny and fate must be in your own hands."
A truly strong person is not only strong in ability, but also in heart.
He stood up unsteadily, patted his butt, and then fell straight towards the cliff.
An ancient spiritual sword flew out of his storage bag, carrying him away towards the distance.
It was time for him to get the wine at the next meeting.
Hope... there will be another meeting.
