Youth's Cultivation

Qi Daolin didn't know that Wang Xiaohu's seemingly random grasp used the magic power of years. Otherwise, a fairy emperor would not be caught by his arm.

Soon, a jar of wine was served. The king of Ninghua looked at Wang Xiaohu with a smile, as if to say, let my half mother-in-law pour you wine. How cool is it?

Shooting Kaifeng mud, a strong but not strong, pure but not demon aroma appeared. Qi Daolin's face changed again. He has not had little insight. He has drunk thousands of kinds of good wine, but none can compare with it. This wine is extraordinary

"What's the name of this wine?" Qi Daolin took a deep sniff, but didn't drink it immediately. It seemed that he just took a sniff, which had the effect of washing his soul

"Soul wine, unfortunately, it's been a long time. All the authentic things brought from the Tianyuan holy land have been drunk. It's just new brewed more than ten years ago. Don't dislike it. If you go to the Tianyuan holy land another day, I'll invite the emperor to taste the most authentic soul wine!"

"Soul wine, soul wine, good name, even better wine!"

Qi Daolin exclaimed, raised his glass, saluted Wang Xiaohu, and couldn't wait to drink.

After drinking a glass of wine, Qi Daolin seemed to be intoxicated. He was afraid that someone would not wake up with the knife on his neck at the moment.

The sword maniac standing on one side looked at the red slurry in the wine jar with an unbelievable face, then did not despise Wang Xiaohu, directly grabbed the wine cup in front of Wang Xiaohu and poured it down, and then showed a similar expression as Qi Daolin.

Wang Xiaohu was speechless. This guy really doesn't know what politeness is.

Wang Xiaohu's identity as the young master of the Tianyuan holy palace is really not false. His cheap master Su Hao is a real master of the Tianyuan holy palace. Moreover, this identity is one of his many identities. If Wang Xiaohu dares to borrow it, there will be no problem. At least few people know that the third great emperor has another identity as the Tianyuan holy master.

This soul wine is indeed unique to Tianyuan holy palace, but with Wuji pill in hand, how can Wang Xiaohu not brew soul wine.

But over the years, he has collected many places in the wolf star domain, and he has only brewed one jar. It is estimated that he can drink ten cups of this jar. Wang Xiaohu drank one cup before and had an epiphany for three hours, but he doesn't seem to feel what he realized. Maybe it's just a foreshadowing, which will be presented in the future.

A quarter of an hour later, Qi Daolin woke up and was surprised to see the sword crazy beside him.

"Ignore this guy. He says he's a sword maniac. I think he's a wine maniac. He's been here since he drank my wine!" Wang Xiaohu deflated his mouth, but anyone can see that this is not dislike. Only those who are familiar with it to a certain extent, or because they are close friends, will speak in this tone.

Qi Daolin seemed to fall into an epiphany at that quarter of an hour, but when he thought about it carefully, there was nothing. He didn't understand this mysterious realm at the moment, but he knew that this was definitely a rare opportunity. Unfortunately, it was only a quarter of an hour, which was too short.

"This soul wine was made by the old man. He said that he could understand the road, but he didn't taste it..." Wang Xiaohu said casually, but Qi Daolin heard his breath. Although he didn't know where the Tianyuan holy palace was, the old man in Wang Xiaohu's mouth was absolutely extraordinary.