These wine jars were piled up in the corner, or... they were thrown in the corner, because many wine jars were rotten.

This also makes the whole cottage look even more disgraceful.

Jiang Feng followed Mr. Aohan into the room, while Jiang Ru was blocked by the pungent smell.

She looked at the room and felt that she couldn't get down for a moment.

Mr. Aohan didn't care, so he waved his hand directly, and then a wine jar flew out of thin air to his hand. Then he turned the wine jar upside down on the ground, and the thing turned into a temporary seat.

Mr. Aohan greeted, "Sit down!"

After saying that, he took out the gourd that he had made wine before, then raised his head and took a sip.

Jiang Feng followed suit and sat opposite Mr. Aohan.

Jiang Ru walked into the room and looked around.

Her brows also frowned.

Perhaps in her impression, a master in the Ancestral God realm would move his mouth casually, and some people would come to please him.

So no matter how bad their lives are, they will not be so bad, right?

Looking at this, I feel that even the poor are not as good as their lives.

Is this a master in the Ancestral God Realm? This is simply a very down-and-out drunkard.

Can such a person be regarded as the number one genius in the Donglin Realm in his mother's mouth?

Jiang Ru was confused.

Jiang Feng looked at the other party's drunkenness and looked at the many broken wine jars next to him. He couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Senior, although wine can make people happy,... it's not good to drink too much!"

"Your place...hasn't been cleaned for a long time? I'd better help you with a simple tidying up."

"No need!" Mr. Aohan shook his head and said with a smile, "Don't care about such trivial matters. My time now... Forget it, since you have come with me, then your only task next is to learn my Lingshuang Art as soon as possible!"

When Jiang Ru heard this, she immediately asked with a smile: "Senior, as the saying goes, it is fate. In fact, I have admired Senior for a long time. Look... Can you teach me at the same time when you were teaching Lao Gao?"

"Then what, our relationship is quite good!"

Speaking of this, Jiang Ru's face was filled with smiles.

Mr. Aohan looked at Jiang Ru, smiled, and shook his head and said, "It's not that I don't want to teach you, but... your qualifications are too ordinary! Even if I teach you, I'm afraid you won't be able to learn it. Even if you learn it, it will be difficult to exert one-tenth of my sword technique!"

When Jiang Ru heard this, she immediately showed an unhappy look: "Hey, senior, you look down on others a little! It's not that I'm boasting, my qualifications can be said to be the best in our Tianmu Palace!"

"If you don't believe me, go and inquire. Who else in the entire Tianmu Palace has higher qualifications than me, Jiang Ru? No! So, as long as you are willing to teach, I guarantee that I can learn it, no worse than Gao Hun!"

"Tianmu Palace?" Mr. Aohan raised his eyebrows, then looked at Jiang Ru and asked, "You said... are you from Tianmu Palace? Do you know Jiang Zhen, the palace master of Tianmu Palace?"

Jiang Ru nodded: "Of course I met you, that's my mother! Now you should know that my qualifications will not be bad, right?"

Jiang Ru said with joy.

A complex expression appeared on Mr. Aohan's face, which was originally Gu Jing Wubo.

Jiang Feng seemed to see reminiscence, anger, helplessness, relief and other emotions from the other party's expressions.

He knew that this lay Buddhist Aohan definitely knew Jiang Ru's mother Jiang Zhen. No matter how bad it was, it should be related.

But now, he just suppressed his emotions.

Jiang Ru didn't seem to know about this.

After a while, Mr. Aohan nodded and said, "Okay, since you want to learn, I don't object! Go and learn! Just in the plum blossom forest outside, how much you can learn depends on your ability!"

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Chapter completed!