"Sigh, I seem to have forgotten to bring the scabbard with me.”
After returning to Ze Tai Palace from Xianyang Palace without a moment's delay, Ying Hong looked at the Tianwen Sword, which was glowing with a cold light, and then realized that the scabbard was still in the hands of his cheap father, Ying Zheng.
"Forget it, forget it. Let's talk about it after a period of time. I don't want to look for my cheap father these few days. It's too tiring.”
Shaking his head, Ying Hong gave up the idea of going to Xianyang Palace again.
However, after he changed into his daily clothes, the sheath of the Tianwen sword was brought over by the palace maid An An.
"That's not right. In my memory, my cheapskate father wasn't so considerate!
Sigh, it seems like he's after something big!"
Ying Hong took the sheath and asked An An to leave. Then, he rested his chin on one hand and thought to himself while putting the Tianwen sword back into the sheath.
Clang ~
The sound of metal colliding made Ying Hong very satisfied.
It was indeed worthy of being the number one sword in the sword manual. No matter from which aspect, it was outstanding enough.
However, now that he had the Tianwen sword in his hand and the sword embryo had merged into his body, Ying Hong felt that he was not much different from before, except for a strange sense of familiarity with the Tianwen sword.
Could it be that the reward was not as great as he had imagined?
Or was he tricked by the system and risked his life to cause trouble, only to receive a reward that was in vain?
Tsk ~
While thinking, Ying Hong subconsciously pulled the Tianwen sword out of its sheath.
Ding…Wine Sword Immortal Inheritance Points 0.01%.
At the same time, an invisible and untouchable stream of air flowed into Ying Hong's body through the sword handle.
After that, the Qi flowed through his eight extraordinary meridians and rushed into his mind, disappearing.
"Hmm? Inheritance level? Draw your sword?"
The sudden situation stunned him for a moment before he understood.
Clang ~
Ding…Wine Sword Immortal Inheritance Points 0.01%.
As expected, the system's voice rang out again after the Tianwen sword was sheathed, proving Ying Hong's guess.
"Not bad, not bad. As long as I draw my sword and keep it, I'll receive the inheritance.
Otherwise, if I were to practice by imitating the cat and drawing the tiger, not only would it take a lot of time, but I might not be able to learn the essence of the sword as a novice.”
Ying Hong nodded in satisfaction, and the smile on his face grew brighter.
Clang ~ Clang ~
Clang ~ Clang ~
Now that he had a solution, Ying Hong stood in the courtyard of Ze Tai Palace. Under the confused gazes of the guards and palace maids around him, he kept repeating the action of drawing his sword.
Ding…Wine Sword Immortal Inheritance Points 0.01%.
Ding…Wine Sword Immortal Inheritance Points 0.01%.
A series of system notifications rang out, which only Ying Hong could hear. More and more airflow flowed into his body from the Tianwen sword.
"I keep feeling that something is missing…What is it?"
Every time that stream of air flowed through his body, Ying Hong could feel that his body was slightly strengthened.
Logically speaking, this feeling of constantly becoming stronger was enough to make him indulge in it until his body was exhausted.
However, he suddenly stopped and lowered the Tianwen sword as he muttered to himself.
"Yes, the Wine Sword Immortal. Without wine, how could he be called the Wine Sword Immortal?”
After a long while, Ying Hong's eyes lit up. He had an answer in his heart.
"An 'an, Xue' er, bring some good wine for the young master.”
Ying Hong had already noticed that An An and Xue Er, the two palace maids who were in charge of his daily life, were hiding behind the rockery behind him and secretly watching him practice his swordsmanship.
Therefore, he did not even turn around and directly instructed.
"Ah!
Young Master has already discovered us!
But why did Young Master suddenly think of drinking?”
Ying Hong's sudden words made An 'an scream in a low voice. She looked at Xue' er, who was beside her, with her big watery eyes full of confusion.
"Little girl, why do you talk so much?
If Young Master wants wine, let's go get it quickly.”
Beside An An, Xue 'er, who was two or three years older than An An, glared at An An.
She had already grown up, and she stole a glance at Ying Hong's back. While talking, she pulled An 'an and ran away.
As Ying Zheng's beloved young master, An An and Xue 'er were arranged to be Ying Hong's palace maids.
Whether it was her figure, appearance, or personality, she was considered top-notch.
When the two of them ran, it was also a beautiful scene in Ze Tai Palace.
......
Soon, under their guidance, three guards of Ze Tai Palace each held a jar of good wine and placed it beside Ying Hong's feet.
"An 'an, Xue' er, do you want to drink with me? After all, no matter how good the wine is, it can't be as beautiful as my An 'an and Xue' er!”
Ying Hong could see the confusion in An 'an and Xue' er's eyes. After all, before he transmigrated, the real Ying Hong did not drink at all.
However, he did not intend to explain.
Firstly, there was no need for that, and secondly, he was too lazy to explain.
Therefore, after Ying Hong dismissed the guards, he looked at the two beautiful palace maids with a teasing smile and extended an invitation to them.
"No, Young Master, you've changed.
In the past, you always said that those who brandished knives and clubs were boorish people, and drinking was even more of a mistake.
But now, not only are you blindly practicing your swordsmanship, but you also want to drink…Wuwuwu…"
An 'an pouted and pointed at the Tianwen in Ying Hong's hand and the wine jar on the ground. She almost said that Ying Hong didn't keep his word.
"An 'an…
Young Master must have his own reasons for doing this. Don't fool around just because Young Master is friendly.”
Before Ying Hong could say anything, Xue 'er covered An' an's cherry mouth and stopped her from saying anything.
"Please forgive me, Young Master. Anan is still young, so please don't be angry.
However, drinking alcohol is harmful to the body. Young Master is still young, so it's better for him to drink less.”
Xue 'er bowed to Ying Hong and said as she pulled An' an away.
"These two little girls…"
Looking at the two leaving figures, Ying Hong smiled and ignored them.
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