Everyone present was stunned. Was this wine that strong? It was just a scoop, and he was already drunk?
One of them walked forward and scooped a ladle of soup. He took a sip and immediately shouted,"Spicy, what spicy wine."
At this moment, Wu Song could not help but feel a little embarrassed. After all, he was originally an alcoholic. He immediately walked up and took a sip. His eyes immediately lit up.
"Good, good. I, Wu Song, have lived for decades and have never drunk such good wine. With one mouthful, it leaves a lingering aftertaste, and the unhappiness in my heart also disappears.”
Seeing that Wu Song and that person were like this, the wine lovers present also walked forward to taste it. After drinking a mouthful, everyone's eyes lit up. They sat at the entrance of the shop and carefully tasted it.
Seeing this scene, Pan Jinlian's lips curled into a smile. This Drunken Immortal Brew was simply a blessing for the heroes of Jianghu!
Many people had no choice but to drown their sorrows in alcohol because they were depressed. However, the alcohol content in ancient times was too low. If one could hold their liquor well, they would not be able to get drunk even if they drank a jar. It was very unpleasant.
Moreover, this Drunken Immortal Brew was incomparably mellow and fragrant. How could the other dregs compare to it?
"Alright, everyone can leave now. There are only ten jars of this batch of fine wine, so we will hold a fine wine auction in three days.”
After saying that, he let Wu Song, whose face was flushed red, carry Qiao Feng and walk in, leaving everyone present looking at each other in dismay.
In the evening, Qiao Feng woke up. Other than a slight headache, his entire body was extremely comfortable.
"This Drunken Immortal Brew truly lives up to its name. One ladle knocked me down. It really leaves an endless aftertaste!”
After washing his face, Qiao Feng came out of his room and went to the courtyard. He felt his entire body was filled with energy and could not help but start playing.
The wind from his palm was unrestrained, and his internal strength surged. A hurricane actually blew in the originally windless courtyard.
"Good, Brother Qiao has good martial arts. It's really an eye-opener.”At this moment, Pan Jinlian walked in with a smile on her face.
"I've embarrassed myself!" Qiao Feng smiled, patted the dust off his body, and walked over.
Pan Jinlian did not notice Qiao Feng when she was saving Li Qiao 'er. Now that she looked at the title panel, she realized that Qiao Feng was a grandmaster level expert, much stronger than Wu Song.
"Brother Qiao, may I ask if you were practicing Beggar's Sect's famous Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?”Recalling the scene just now, Pan Jinlian's heart surged.
Other than the basic saber technique, his current attack methods were really embarrassing. Although the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms was a male palm technique, it was not a burden to have more techniques. It was always good to learn more.
However, he didn't know if Qiao Feng's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms was stronger or weaker than Guo Jing's.
"That's right. I've made a fool of myself in front of Young Lady." Qiao Feng did not doubt him and said straightforwardly.
Hearing this, Pan Jinlian was a little hesitant. She didn't know how to make such a request. No matter how she thought about it, she couldn't come up with a good idea.
"May I ask what is the matter?”Qiao Feng hurriedly asked when he saw Pan Jinlian's expression.
Pan Jinlian immediately looked embarrassed. After a long time, she said,"To be honest, although I am a woman, I am very passionate about martial arts. I wonder if Brother Qiao can teach me this set of palm techniques?”
" This…" Hearing this, a hint of hesitation flashed across Qiao Feng's face."It's not that Qiao Feng doesn't want to teach you, but this Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms can only be practiced by people with deep internal energy. However, I recently obtained a set of sword techniques, but I don't like to use swords, so I gave it to you.”
After hearing the first half of the sentence, Pan Jinlian was still a little depressed. When she heard the second half of the sentence, her face immediately lit up and she hurriedly said,"Thank you, Brother Qiao."
After all, Pan Jinlian was a woman now. She couldn't possibly hold a Buddhist Commandment Blade every day. It looked weird no matter how she looked at it.
However, swords were different. In her previous life, she had loved swords. It was such a beautiful concept to travel the world with a sword. Now that she had transmigrated to ancient times, if she did not experience it, wouldn't she be letting down the system's cultivation?
Not long after, Qiao Feng took out a yellowed booklet from his pocket. On it were four big words: White Ape Sword Technique.
White Ape Sword Technique? Pan Jinlian was confused. She had never heard of the White Ape Sword Technique before!
[Ding-dong. You have discovered the Heaven-rank martial technique, the White Ape Sword Technique. This sword technique is a superb sword technique that Ah Qing, the Yue Maiden, comprehended from the white ape. It is called the White Ape Sword Technique. Do you want to learn it?]”
Hearing this, Pan Jinlian was overjoyed. She didn't expect the White Ape Sword Technique to be the Yue Maiden Sword Technique. She had also heard of the Yue Maiden Ah Qing. She defeated 3,000 Yue soldiers with a bamboo pole alone. It was indeed a heaven-level sword technique.
"Learn!" Without caring about Qiao Feng, he closed his eyes tightly and a golden light surged into his mind. Immediately, sword auras began to unfold in his mind.
Qiao Feng saw that Pan Jinlian had not come back to her senses for a long time, so he smiled helplessly and turned to leave.
Could it be that no one liked this type of book? It's not a small number to watch five times a day, right? Why couldn't he collect and give gifts? I am very puzzled.
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