It turned out that this magical medicinal wine was such a source, which surprised Fu Xiaowa. Fu Xiaowa was curious to open the lid of the wine jar, and the smell of the cooked medicinal wine came to his nose, and he saw that there was still half a jar of medicinal wine left. He gradually felt ashamed that this century-old foundation was what he drank.

He looked into the wine jar, wanting to see what kind of medicinal wine made from soaked, the effect was so magical. The light around him was dim, which made people not very clear. The wine jar was dark, and you could vaguely see a black thing floating on the wine surface. This was the spiritual medicine that had been soaked for hundreds of years. It was probably the medicinal properties were soaked in the wine. Unfortunately, the wine was almost drunk by himself. Fu Xiaowa murmured in his heart, and vaguely, the spiritual medicine moved.

Fu Xiaowa suddenly wiped his eyes and found that the elixir seemed to be the same, like a fat black fish, motionless. It seemed that he was dazzled. He had been soaking the strong wine for hundreds of years and everything had turned into scum. Fu Xiaowa exhaled and patted his chest.

Fu Xiaowa turned around and said to the old man Wang Gui: "The treasure from the Wang family has wasted so much!"

"Whatever you say is wasteful, this medicinal wine will last for a day. However, the Wang family has always been safe and sound, and few people are injured, so it has been preserved. You martial arts practitioners will not be able to bump into each other every day, so you should bring it with you. Maybe when necessary, you can use it!"

"How can this...?" Fu Xiaowa was embarrassed to accept the treasure of the Wang family.

"My godfather doesn't have much money to give you pocket money, so that's all I want. It can also be said that I'm passing on this medicinal wine to you. You will be the successor of this winery in the future!"

Listening to Wang Gui's words, Fu Xiaowa felt like he had a home. He wiped his tears and said, "The two are Xiaowa's parents, Xiaowa will definitely do their best to be filial!"

Old Wang Gui nodded with relief and said, "Maybe others may not even trust their own sons, but I believe in you. I don't have to trust everything to the Wang family. Someone, I, will die!"

Fu Xiaowa crying in tears.

In this wine cellar, Fu Xiaowa put the medicinal wine jar into a treasure bag. He also filled some century-old wine, and learned the ancestral brewing method of the Wang family’s burning knife from Wang Gui’er.

Today, when I was free, Fu Xiaowa helped me. I moved all the knives in the winery into the wine cellar, and picked them one by one, just like when he was working as a choreographer in the Tai'an Martial Arts Hall. I picked them one by one into the wine cellar. A few large wines from the sea of ​​wine were picked up in the wine cellar underground. This was a physical work that two old men could not complete many years ago.

An unusual thing happened in the martial arts hall on this day. At this time, Xiao Zhengtian watched Cao Zijing dance in the sword. Cao Zijing was a genius apprentice under Xiao Zhengtian's geek. The name of this genius must not be casually mentioned. It was recognized by major martial arts halls many years ago.

Speaking of this, Cao Zijing has been practicing abroad for many years and is talented. He visited various famous teachers to learn various martial arts, and has seen countless experiences in the imperial city. Under the opportunity, he learned the Guiyuan Sword Art. At this moment, he found a spiritual sword. This made him ecstatic. This thing is rare in the imperial city, and he has only heard of it and has never seen it.

Cao Zijing, who has already passed through the blind skull, has good skills in his body. His Qi Yuan can already circulate his mind and strengthen his senses. His speed is definitely not comparable to when he breaks the center bet.

With this Lan Ling Jian, his learned Guiyuan sword technique was like a tiger with wings. His strength was up to the next level. In the room, Xiao Zhengtian looked at the disciple. He danced the Lan Ling Jian as if it were like a flying cloud and showed his outstanding talent at a glance. He saw the sword energy storming everywhere, and he couldn't help but touch his long beard and nodded.

Xiao Zhengtian praised on the side, "This spiritual sword is indeed well-known. Why do ordinary swords have such power!"

Cao Zijing said excitedly: "This spiritual sword is very rare. If Fu Xiaowa holds it, it will be a waste. Only in my hands can it achieve its greatest value!"

This still made Xiao Zhengtian feel guilty. He was shameless for his disciples. He shook his head and said, "This really makes me feel guilty to your uncle. This is ultimately his favorite disciple, so I am guilty of it!"

"It is my contribution to the martial arts hall by using this spiritual sword, which is also his contribution to the martial arts hall. This spiritual sword can only achieve its value when it reaches its maximum value!"

"Well, I'll see what I have. I can give him the master and apprentice as compensation!" Xiao Zhengtian shook his head.

At this time, an apprentice ran in furiously and reported: "Master, no, no, the apprentice of our martial arts school was beaten by the Qinglang Gang on the street. They threatened that if Lan Lingjian was not returned, my martial arts school would never be peaceful!"

Xiao Zhengtian said angrily: "There is still this?"

Cao Zijing smiled contemptuously and said, "The Qinglang Gang is not afraid, I will deal with it by the master!"

Xiao Zhengtian said worriedly: "You must deal with it well, it is best to avoid trouble and calm down the matter!"

"Don't worry, I want to make this Lan Ling sword worth real!" Cao Zijing walked with his sword and striding out of the martial arts hall.

The Xilai Inn in Qingniu Town was at this time, and there were few customers coming and going. The inn owner was bored and drove flies at the counter. The boss was a foreigner, a slightly fat old man. He lived here for more than ten years and raised a son and a daughter. He spoke with an accent with an external accent. Although he has been assimilated with the local dialect, there are still some differences.

An apprentice covering her right face led Cao Zijing to the arrival, pointed to the tavern and shouted: "Here, they are here!"

The inn owner smiled and said, "Customer, should you drink or stay in a hotel?"

I saw Cao Zijing lifting the sword in his hand and saying, "Look for revenge!"

The timid and afraid of troubles inn owner suddenly turned pale. He hid behind the counter, lay down and raised him and trembled and did not dare to make a sound.

Cao Zijing walked up the second floor, wearing bright clothes, and was eye-catching. The drunkard in the inn was bold and curious and watched downstairs, while the timid one had already left the table and ran out.

On the second floor, Cao Zijing saw Ling Yuanjie and others who were drinking in small sips.

Ling Yuanjie was still pale and waved to Cao Zijing: "It turns out that it is Brother Zijing from Cao Tai'an Martial Arts Hall. Come on, sit and have a drink!"

Cao Zijing was alone and came with his sword. The crowd was jealous when they saw Lan Lingjian. As long as they found it, they could report to the leader without any punishment.

Cao Zijing faced everyone without fear, sat down calmly, and put the Lan Lingjian on the table to stimulate everyone. He said calmly: "Brother Yuan Jie is so interested, he has such fun to drink here!"

"Hahahaha, Lan Lingjian doesn't come back for a day, so I'll have no time to have any leisure time. I've been waiting here for a long time!" Ling Yuanjie raised his glass and drank it. The gang members next to him opened their angry eyes and touched the handle of the steel knife.

Cao Zijing smiled faintly and said, "So, is it also Brother Yuan Jie's leisure to be beaten?"

Ling Yuanjie smiled and said, "That's a misunderstanding. This is just a temporary mistake from my subordinates. As long as Lan Lingjian returns, I promise that these misunderstandings will not happen again. Moreover, we will not pursue any investigations in the current situation. From then on, our Qinglang Gang and the Guiguan will continue to keep the well water from breaking the river. Everything will be happy. How about it?"...)
Chapter completed!