Gao Ge and Yue Xincheng were in the same room, while Xia Lu, the old man of Guanshan, Fu Long, and Gao Ge were also in the same courtyard.

The Xiaoshan Sword Sect at night was very quiet, and I heard that there was a rule for sleeping after dark.

If this were an ordinary person, it would be impossible.

Especially in winter, when it is dark, there are more than ten hours, and these ten hours, they just lie in bed and do nothing?

But these people from the Xiaoshan Sword Sect are all immortal cultivators.

Even if you can't go out of the house, you can sit on the bed and meditate and cultivate.

Speaking of which, the Xiaoshan Sword Sect is still relatively generous, and every disciple of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect can receive a piece of spiritual jade every month for cultivation.

Of course.

This kind of treatment is really nothing in the Dragon Pavilion.

What kind of existence is the Dragon Pavilion, and what kind of existence is this Xiaoshan Sword Sect?

The two simply cannot be compared side by side.

Lying in bed, everything is quiet.

Gao Ge didn't feel sleepy at all.

It's only been a few days, huh?

It's still completely "sleep and you're paralyzed" time period.

Not to mention the nightlife, this special nightlife has not even started.

In addition to this, there is another reason.

It's just that I'm worried about the competition between the students of the Haicheng Immortal Cultivation Academy and the disciples of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect tomorrow.

Although Fu Long had already told Gao Ge that the disciples sent by the Xiaoshan Sword Sect would not be much stronger than the students of the Haicheng Immortal Cultivation Academy.

But you still have to worry about it!

It's not just kendo students.

After this time of getting along.

The disciples he brought out were all familiar to him.

Therefore, no matter which one dies here, Gao Ge will feel sad.

The best outcome is that everyone goes back safely.

But Gao Ge knew very well in his heart that this was impossible.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Gao Ge stood up and opened the door.

found Fu Long standing at the door, with an exaggerated expression on his face.

"No, it stands to reason that you don't dare to open the door!" Fu Long wondered.

Gao Ge was a little confused by what he said: "Why don't you dare to open the door? Could it be that the people from the Xiaoshan Sword Sect will come to me in the middle of the night to make trouble?"

"No, I'm thinking, you have done so much to do in the middle of the night, you should be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. Fu Long walked into the house by himself.

Gao Ge shook his head and closed the door with his hand.

In the table, there was an oil lamp, I heard that it was also specially prepared by the Dragon Pavilion for these people.

Except for these people, walking in the Xiaoshan Sword Sect will find that there is no light on this mountain at all.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" asked Fu Long after sitting down.

"Didn't you sleep too?" Gao Ge also sat down, shook the kettle on the table, and found that it was empty, and at this time, Fu Long suddenly came out with a jar of wine and put it on the table.

"Since you can't sleep, why don't you have a drink?"

Gao Ge smiled, stretched out his hand, opened the jar, and immediately smelled of wine.

"As for ordinary wine, if you put it in a glass bottle, you can't prevent it for a long time, so those who put it in the bottle every day and treasure it for decades are all nonsense, and the serious ones are the kind of wine that is put in the barrel and placed in the jar, which is the real wine syrup. Fu Long said, "Guess how long I have been in this jar of wine?"

Gao Ge was a little surprised, and quickly poured himself a bowl, drank it in one gulp, and shook his head again.

"I really don't know much about drinking, so I can only say that it's a cow chewing peonies, so I don't know how long it's been there. Gao Ge said helplessly.

Whether it is in his previous life or in this life, Gao Ge is not a master wine taster.

When it comes to drinking, there's nothing wrong with that.

But when it comes to wine tasting, he's really not the material.

"Hahaha, three months. After saying this, Fu Long poured himself another bowl.

Gao Ge was so angry that he choked.

This intention is to amuse yourself!

"It seems that you are not the kind of person who doesn't know how to pretend to understand. Fu Long smiled, "Just my trick, I don't know how many Bacchus who claim to drink all the best wine in the world have been deceived, all of them are green onions in their noses, or you have a good character, knowing is knowing and not knowing is not knowing, and you can avoid embarrassment." ”

Gao Ge thought about it and felt that what Fu Long said made sense.

In a nutshell, it sounds like there is a kind of person who contains great wisdom.

"But no matter how you look at it, you're not the kind of person who doesn't pretend to be forced!" Fu Long said curiously.

Gao Ge wiped his mouth, smiled and said, "I always think it's better to be pure." ”