Inscrutable Gods and Devils, Unfathomable Shangqing Heritage (Part 1)

"Within ten steps, there are bound to be fragrant grasses. Wu Gou City truly lives up to its name as the gateway of the Sword Sect. First-rate sword immortals should naturally emerge from here!" Zhang Miaolin shook his head and sighed with high praise. The scene on the cliff was not far from him and Daoist Huifeng. That female cultivator Qingge piloting her sword and soaring beyond the clouds was naturally seen clearly by them, which stirred his true nature and prompted him to instantly drain a large cup of wine. Yet he deeply resented that the beauty had traveled far and he had missed the chance to be acquainted, but not knowing the beauty, getting acquainted with the beauty's friend was also not bad. After draining a mouthful of wine, carried by a bit of inebriation, he stood up and wanted to step forward to strike up a conversation. Daoist Huifeng smiled bitterly and pulled him back, not letting him stir up this trouble. Zhang Miaolin had spent long years in Siding Hall in bitter cultivation, and his foundation was extremely solid, practically making him the one among their branch with the most potential to step into longevity. However, his thoughts were inevitably overly simple. Daoist Huifeng could not state it bluntly, so he could only pull out a sufficiently sharp question to divert his attention: "Sit down, don't frighten the child." Seeing the little girl beside that Daoist eating pastries in small bites, Zhang Miaolin burped from the alcohol, a red flush spreading across his face. It was unclear whether it was urged by the wine or by awkwardness, but in the end, he obediently sat back down. Do not look at his pure and good nature; when he grew emotional, his phrases and sentences were also refined,