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Chapter 1890 Centennial Wine

The old leader smiled and pulled the old man to the table and sat down, and then said, "Isn't this what it should be? You are the most honorable guests of our Lingxiu Sect. How can we not do our best to entertain you? It's just from our remote countryside. I can't come up with decent food to entertain you, but the table is all unique to our place and can't be eaten outside. This is also the specialty of our Lingxiu Party's unique family."

The old leader said, turned his head and saw that Xie Chao had already given Wan Lin and Xiaoya to the chair, so he said to Xie Chao: "Call the elders and your father in the clan over here."

Before he finished speaking, the door had been pushed open. The pale-faced leader Xie, led three people aged about fifty, pushed open the wooden door and walked in.

The Wan family members quickly stood up. The old leader looked up at Master Xie. Seeing that his face was still pale, but he had improved a lot, he pointed to the empty chairs around him with confidence and said, "Come here all."

As he said, he turned his face and introduced to the old man of the Wan family: "These are all elders in our clan. They are already elders in our clan at this age, alas."

At this time, Master Xie led the three people behind him to the old man from Wan’s family and bowed to show his salute, greeted Wan Lin and Xiaoya, and then sat on the chair at the table.

Wan Lin and Xiaoya looked at the three people beside Mr. Xie. They saw that they were not old, but they had a blue luster in their eyes. With their slow breathing, they were faintly visible between their eyebrows. A faint purple-red mark flashed,

The two looked at each other and knew that the Han Gong practiced by several people had a considerable level. Their skills should be the ones with the deepest skills in Lingxiu Sect, except for the old leader and Xie, but from their eyes Judging from the marks that appeared between the eyebrows, the cold poison in the body has already appeared between the eyebrows. As this situation develops, the cold poison may die suddenly at any time.

Wan Lin and Xiaoya were sighing in their hearts: No wonder the old leader sighed. If this continues, these people may be not far from the time when the cold poison attacks. No wonder the Lingxiu sects around them are very young. It seems Very few people in their sect can live long. Judging from the age of sixty or seventy, it is probably because the old sect master has cultivated Chiyang true energy, which has been maintained until now.

The two of them felt a sad feeling when they thought of this. Unexpectedly, the ancient martial arts of Lingxiu Sect, although they had mastered the unique Yin and Cold internal skills with the help of this cold treasure falling from the sky in the cave, they were also involved. The cold poison contained in it has reached such a point that they are using their precious lives to exchange for deep cold skills.

The two of them unconsciously looked at their grandfather's face, and a sad look appeared on their faces. They couldn't help but feel moved by the persistence of Lingxiu Sect and their efforts from generation to generation.

The old leader saw the expressions of the three people in the Wan family, and suddenly laughed and said loudly to Xie Chao: "Xiaochao, pick up the wine jar to serve our benefactors,"

Xie Chao quickly walked to the table beside the wall, and suddenly stood with his fists and stood intently for a while until a cold air emerged from his body. Then he carefully picked up the light blue wine jar and walked to the old man of the old Wan family. In front of him, he gently patted the mud seal on it, held the wine jar in his hands and bent down to pour the wine glass in front of the old man of Wan family slowly.

Master Xie and the three elders looked at the crystal jars of fine wine, and a glimmer suddenly flashed in their eyes, and a look of astonishment appeared in their expressions.

A stream of transparent amber wine slowly flowed out of the small wine jar that emitted warm blue light. A sharp cold air carried a strange fragrance, immediately spreading into the wooden house with the crystal wine. The strange fragrance of wine brings a cold air, refreshing the heart.

The three of Wan family looked at the wine jar in Xie Chao's hand intently, sucking their noses unconsciously. The faint fragrance made them feel comfortable and comfortable.

"What a beautiful wine jar, so fragrant wine." Xiaoya sniffed her nose and looked at the strange scene in front of her, and unconsciously let out a scream.

"Hahaha" The old leader laughed when he heard Xiaoya's scream, turned his head to look at her and said, "Girl, try our wine later. This is a cellar wine of two hundred years. Don't talk about you Then, ask these elders in our clan, they have never drunk it."

Wan Lin and others were shocked. Unexpectedly, this wine was so precious. Xie Chao filled the wine glasses of several people, then gently put them down the wine jar and walked back to the seat. The old master picked up the wine glass and said to the master Xie and others: "Come on." Well, you can raise your glasses and thank the benefactor of Wan’s family,"

The three elders were stunned for a moment, then raised their glasses and stood up, but their eyes flashed with surprise. They already knew that the Wan family had left a few holy drugs for their Lingxiu Sect. They should indeed thank them again. It was the medicinal wine prepared for the leaders of all generations, and it was very rare. None of them could enjoy this treatment.

The old leader saw the doubts of several people, smiled and picked up the wine glass and stood up. A look of excitement suddenly appeared on his face. Two long long eyebrows trembled, and he held the wine glass and said to the disciples: "Are you surprised that this wine is a treasure that we have passed down from generation to generation, and only the heads of Lingxiu Sect can enjoy, but how can I take it out to entertain outsiders today?"

Wan Lin and others were shocked and stared blankly at the wine in front of them. The wine with a hint of cold air gave the people a shock that they had never seen before.

They really didn't expect that the blue stone altar was stored in the cellar for more than 200 years and was a fine wine that only the head could enjoy. There must be something unknown and precious in this wine, otherwise it would not be just a past dynasty Only the head can enjoy it,

Wan Lin and others felt flattered in their hearts. Grandpa quickly stood up and said, "Old brother, you are so polite. How dare my grandparents and grandchildren drink the wine that only serves for the head to enjoy,"

The old leader raised his hand and pressed the old man from the Wan family to the chair, and said excitedly: "You don't dare to drink it, so who dares to drink it in my Lingxiu Sect? Old man, listen to me first."

He said, looking at several elders in his clan, and then said, "You are all old people in the clan. You know the origin of these jars of wine. This is the use of various precious medicines such as thousand-year-old ginseng and precious antlers and other precious antlers to eliminate poisons. The wine soaked in rare items and soaked in our cold wine jar for more than a hundred years to balance the yin and yang in the medicinal properties,"

"It can be said that this medicinal wine is a precious medicinal wine that combines the ultimate yang and the ultimate yin of the world. It is indeed a treasure in the world. It is precisely because the medicinal materials inside are extremely difficult to find, so far we have not fully equipped the medicinal materials needed in the prescription."


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