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Wang Ziqiao was very concerned about the centuries-old wine jar, so he immediately got up and said, "When did the wine jar arrive?"

"I arrived last night, but I saw you were so tired, so I didn't wake you up!" Quqin said.

Prince Joe nodded, and came to the hall outside with his mother.

At this time, everyone was gathered around a table, and on the table was a dark red clay pot with a height of more than 20 centimeters.

The clay pot has been cleaned, and there are some line portraits of characters carved on the surface, a witch, standing on a huge altar, holding a wine jar, looking up at the sky, the sky is covered with clouds, and a giant dragon can be seen faintly head.Under the altar, there are some ordinary residents. These residents seem to be dressed in ancient times, wearing animal skin clothes, prostrate on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

This is a picture of the ancient ancestors worshiping the dragon with wine.

The shape of the whole clay pot looks ordinary, but upon closer inspection, it seems to emit a dense red light.

When everyone saw Wang Ziqiao approaching, they automatically stepped aside. Wang Ziqiao stepped forward and touched the clay pot with his hand.

It's cold, not as hot as I thought it would be.

When he lifted his nose and smelled it, a charming drunken fragrance rushed into his nostrils. Even at this moment, Wang Ziqiao almost groaned. He felt as if a large amount of ambergris suddenly gathered in his soul.

And this fragrance is only left behind.

From this, one can also imagine what it would be like to drink such a sip of wine. Unfortunately, there is no point left in the clay pot.

When the spiritual power penetrated into it, Wang Ziqiao was surprised again, his expression changed drastically, and he withdrew his spiritual power in an instant, because there seemed to be the sound of thousands of dragons singing in the wine jar.

However, after withdrawing the spiritual power, Wang Ziqiao hastily penetrated the spiritual power deeply.

Because the sound of the dragon chant did not attack his soul, on the contrary, it seemed to be singing. The dragon chant shook his soul, and combined with the remaining aroma of the wine, it made Wang Ziqiao mesmerized. Significantly improved a lot.

Seeing Wang Ziqiao enjoying himself with his eyes closed, everyone was puzzled.

Wei Ziao also lay down on the side of the wine jar, lifted his nose and sniffed it, but didn't feel anything, frowned, and said, "Master, I've drunk all the wine in it, what are you looking at?"

Only then did Wang Ziqiao open his eyes, stroked his head, looked at Wei Wengong, and said with a smile, "Brother Wei, thank you!"

Wei Wengong has also been transformed by Wang Ziqiao these two days, as if he has become several years younger, and said with a smile: "This thing is not useful to us, but it smells better. You are Ziao's master. If it works for you, that's the best!"

Wang Ziqiao nodded. This thing seems to be really useful to him, because this wine jar has been transformed by a mysterious force, and the original impurities are extremely rare and very hard.

If you can use magic to refine it into metal, wrap it around or inlay it on a thousand-year-old peach wood, and use it as a part of your own magic wand, the power of the magic wand will definitely increase greatly.

Taking a step back, even if you don't have the heart to destroy it, you don't need to light ambergris when you sleep, even if you put it on the bedside at night, the fragrance it emits is also great for spiritual nourishment.

Although Wei Wengong said that this thing has no effect on him, Wang Ziqiao can't think so. If this clay pot is really put up for auction, tens of millions is safe, and even hundreds of millions are not dare to say.

Wang Ziqiao even suspected that the wine in this wine jar was probably left over from the dragon's drink in ancient times, and the dragon's greedy liquid remained in the wine, which was the real dragon's saliva. Otherwise, how could there be such a thing as The sound of dragon chant?

"In ancient times or ancient times, did dragons really exist?" Wang Ziqiao asked secretly.

As for why he could distinguish the sound of the dragon's chant, it was because he had heard Longyuan's sound wave of the dragon's chant. When Longyuan was practicing the dragon palm, he used internal force to make a similar sound.

It's just that the dragon's chant in this wine jar is clearer and clearer, and it sounds more pleasing to the ear. It goes straight to the soul and touches the mind, rather than being heard by the physical ear.

Even when practicing the Dragon Subduing Palm, by imitating the real dragon's chant, one can emit a more powerful dragon chant, thereby improving one's cultivation to a higher level.

Therefore, such an ordinary wine jar has many uses.

But such a precious thing, if it is spread out, it will definitely arouse the prying eyes of people in the martial arts.

So, he glanced around and said: "I hope that everyone will not speak out about today's matter. It is limited to those of us present. Otherwise, it will definitely cause a disaster of killing!"

After hearing this, everyone looked shocked, wondering whether what Wang Ziqiao said was too serious.

"Everyone, don't doubt what I said. After today, just forget about it!" Wang Ziqiao raised the wine jar and looked at Wei Wengong.

Beside Wei Wengong, there is also his wife, a beautiful woman in her 30s, who brought the wine jar herself.

"You go to the room with me first!" Wang Ziqiao looked at the family.

The couple nodded at the same time, and took Wei Ziao to Wang Ziqiao's room together.

Prince Qiao was not polite, and each of them washed away the lead magic, and then called Bai Su in, and signed a series of agreements with the Royal Wine Company. The wine consumed by the Prince Club will also be regulated by the Royal Wine Company. supply.

It can be regarded as a certain reward, and both parties have formed a good relationship.

After breakfast, Wang Ziqiao put the sculpture of Sophie Fei around his neck and asked Zhang Yingtian to attack him to try.

Zhang Yingtian punched violently just like yesterday...

Wang Ziqiao closed his eyes and ignored it, but when the fist wind reached his body, the sculpture of Su Feifei under his neck suddenly released a golden light, and instantly ejected Zhang Yingtian's fist.

The light flickered away, as if it hadn't appeared.

"Huh? It actually knows how to save energy. It just resisted the attack for an instant, but it didn't turn into an energy shield?" Zhang Yingtian was surprised and attacked several times in a row.

The golden light appeared and disappeared from time to time, and when it was strong, it was strong. It completely withstood Zhang Yingtian's full attack, and even made Zhang Yingtian's fist hurt.

Zhang Yingtian stopped, but Wang Ziqiao looked at the sculpture in surprise. The jade talisman did not disappoint him. He found that the jade talisman seemed to be his eyes and distraction. When he encountered danger, he could instantly react.

Ancient runes have to be said to have their mysteries and greatness.

"With him, at least I can protect Su Feifei from being injured in a sneak attack. Well, I will get some paper talismans in the future. When in danger, just throw the paper talismans out and just say the spell!" Wang Ziqiao He smiled happily.

Making talismans requires a lot of mental strength, but users don't have that requirement. As long as there are talismans, ordinary people can use them through spells.

Of course, it's not enough to just give it to Su Feifei, all the girls around me must have it.

The next day, Wang Ziqiao didn't leave the clubhouse anymore, and spent the day making paper and jade talismans...