Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

The middle-aged man stood there with an awkward expression, as if he had no intention of leaving immediately. Yao Xun noticed it immediately, tilted his head slightly and said, "Why, is there anything else?"

The middle-aged man said with a somewhat uneasy expression: "My master is very curious about senior's wine. I hope you can..."

Hearing what the middle-aged man said, the expression on Yao Xun's face softened slightly. He turned his head and smiled at Zuo Feng, and then said slowly: "Your master also wants to try this wine, so that's fine. . I also planned to give him some to try."

As Yao Xun spoke, he took out an empty wine jug from the wooden box, and then used the long ladle in his hand to scoop some out of the jug. Zuo Feng probably only filled half of the jug, so Yao Xun stopped. He raised his hand and handed over the wine bottle lid. The middle-aged man took the jug with a happy face, but immediately found that the jug was much lighter than expected, and his smile immediately froze.

"What, you're not satisfied yet?" Yao Xun didn't need to look further to know that the middle-aged man looked ugly, but he still asked knowingly.

The middle-aged man looked sincere and fearful of saying "no". He nodded repeatedly and said, "Satisfied, satisfied." After saying that, the middle-aged man held the wine bottle as if it were a treasure, turned around and left the hut in a hurry. .

Seeing how stingy Yao Xun was, Zuo Feng curled his lips with some disdain. Since he decided to give the wine to that person, why should he be so stingy? He would have generously filled the whole pot and given it away.

Yao Xun glanced sideways at Zuo Feng's face and understood what Zuo Feng was thinking. A trace of ridicule appeared on his face and he said slowly: "You little guy's talent is pretty good, but your experience as a human being is... There is still a lot to learn. When making friends, it is natural to be honest with others, and there is nothing wrong with giving away everything you have. But if you want to sell this wine at a good price, you must understand the value of rare things. "

Zuo Feng said with a surprised look on his face: "Sell it for a good price?"

Yao Xun said with a smile: "Of course, since you are going to participate in the auction, if you don't bring some good things, you are not even qualified to enter."

"How did you know I was going to the auction?"

Yao Xun snorted coldly and said: "Bad boy, old man, although I am a little older, I am not stupid yet. You have caused so much trouble and you still risked staying in Luan City. Do you think it is not fun here? Even if you No matter how many methods we use, I’m afraid we can’t defeat the Blood Wolf Gang.”

Zuo Feng secretly laughed in his heart. Although he was very interested in the auction, he had not chosen to leave yet. The main reason was that he wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to leave while everyone was paying attention to the auction. But now he has a new idea. Although the identity of the mysterious senior in front of him is unclear, as long as he is by his side, the Blood Wolf Gang will not pose much of a threat.

As if he saw what Zuo Feng was thinking, Yao Xun also glared at Zuo Feng angrily and said coldly: "You should resolve your matter yourself. Don't take me into consideration. I am such an old man." The bones cannot withstand the torture of those people.”

Zuo Feng shrugged noncommittally and said calmly: "Anyway, I'm making wine for you these days. I think they won't come to trouble you at this time."

Yao Xun was greatly puzzled by Zuo Feng's attitude. Although the little slipper in front of him guessed right, the Blood Wolf Gang would not dare to go within this range in this city. But this kid can't stay here forever. Even if he is willing to stay, he will not stay in Luancheng forever.

After pondering for a moment, Yao Xun asked tentatively: "Where do you plan to go next?"

However, the style said without any hesitation: "Xuanwu Empire."

Yao Xun repeated it silently, as if these four words had some special meaning to him. In the end, Yao Xun did not say anything else but nodded lightly, then turned around and started to take the wine from the jar. come out. At this moment, Zuo Feng felt that the old man's back in front of him looked so lonely. Seeing this back, Zuo Feng swallowed all the words he wanted to say.

Yao Xun carefully took out the wine from the jar and filled nearly two jars. Zuo Feng estimated that if he didn't give away the half jar of wine, he would be able to fill three jars with the wine he brewed this time. flagon. After Yao Xun poured out the wine, he sat at the table and drank alone.

Zuo Feng was used to Yao Xun drinking from a wine bottle all day long, but this time he clearly felt that Yao Xun was not focusing on the wine at all, as if he was thinking about something contradictory in his heart. Zuo Feng did not disturb Yao Xun, but started cleaning the urns and pots. This was a habit that Zhuang Yu helped him develop in the past.

It was not until late afternoon that Zuo Feng cleaned the urns and pots. When he returned to the hut, Yao Xunzao had already prepared a table of meals. Zuo Feng didn't hesitate to sit down and start eating. Yao Xun didn't seem to have much appetite, so he just took a few bites and then continued drinking.

Zuo Feng finally couldn't bear the silent atmosphere. At the same time, he was full of curiosity about the wine he brewed. After a moment of hesitation, he asked, "Yao Lao, how is the wine I brewed?"

Yao Xun turned away from his usual sarcasm before speaking, and instead stared at the wine in his hand with a serious expression and said: "Wine-making is like refining medicine. Only when you devote yourself to it can you make the best wine. No matter how good the materials are, It will also directly affect the quality of the wine, but more importantly, the attitude of the winemaker.”

Zuo Feng nodded as if he had realized something, and Yao Xun continued, minding his own business: "You brewed this wine very seriously and devoted yourself to it, but it lacked the passion and the spirit you had when refining the medicine. Passion may also have a lot to do with your sexual interest.”

Seeing that Zuo Feng didn't understand, Yao Xun also continued patiently: "What are you refining medicine for?"

Zuo Feng replied without hesitation: "For taking it."

Yao Xun was stunned for a while after hearing this. He obviously didn't expect Zuo Feng to answer like this. Then he smiled slightly and said, "You just like to play tricks. Naturally, you make medicine for the purpose of taking it, but your real purpose of making medicine is to strengthen yourself. You Some of the medicines you refine can help you quickly improve your cultivation, and some can help you increase your chances of winning in battles. These are the purposes of your medicine making, but what is the purpose of making wine?"

Hearing this, Zuo Feng was a little surprised. It turned out that he was just making wine for the sake of making wine, without any clear purpose, and he even regarded it simply as a job.

Seeing that Zhaofeng had understood what he meant, Yaoxun continued: "Whether refining medicine, brewing wine, or refining weapons, you can train your mind. Of course, there are other benefits, which you will be able to understand when you reach the Qi refining stage. Many people discover this truth after they reach the Qi-refining stage, but by then it is already too late to study it."

Just as Yao Xun finished speaking, Zuo Feng's eyes lit up and he shouted two words, "Psychic Power". Hearing these two words, Yao Xun also looked at Zuo Feng in shock. It took a long time for the expression on his face to recover. He looked at Zuo Feng thoughtfully for a moment and then sighed.

"You are really blessed. I didn't expect that you could guess the most important point with just a few words from me. It seems that you are able to have such a good level of cultivation at such an age, and it is not just good luck." . What you said is right, it is the power of mind, whether it is brewing wine, refining medicine or refining weapons, which will make your mental power continue to grow, and mental power is the foundation of mind power."

Hearing Yao Xun's high praise, Zuo Feng felt a little ashamed in his heart. He didn't guess it from the other person's words. He suddenly thought of it because he already had telepathy.

Seeing Zuo Feng's silence, Yao Xun continued: "Your wine-making steps and techniques are all correct, but there are some subtleties that need to be improved. I can tell you the problems in the wine-making, but how is this wine? You have to taste it yourself.”

Then Yao Xun raised the wine bottle in his hand and poured a small cup for Zuo Feng. Then he told Zuo Feng one by one some of the problems in brewing. Zuo Feng also carefully explained every word of the problems Yao Xun said. Keep it in mind.

After Yao Xun finished speaking, he took the wine bottle and lay down on his straw mat, while Zuo Feng kept staring at the empty wine glass in front of him in a daze. The words the old man said were still lingering in his mind at this moment, and he had just tasted the wine himself. Although the texture and taste were a little worse than the Wangyou Zui brewed by Ding Hao, more importantly, the wine seemed to be like There was something missing. Zuo Feng guessed that it was the lack of passion that Yao Xun said.

Lying on the straw mat, Zuo Feng could really have a peaceful sleep after arriving in Luancheng, but he lay on the soft straw mat and couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Pictures of the past kept appearing in his mind. Zuojia Village was massacred by bandits and men in gray, and Teng Xiaoyun died in the Tianping Mountains. After participating in the trial, Teng Li was seriously injured, and his sister was kidnapped. He made a big fuss in Zhang Yu's house, but in the end he still failed to rescue his sister, and he walked away in despair.

He didn't know why he suddenly remembered these things, as if his originally stable life had been completely destroyed in less than a year.

Thinking of these, he felt a wave of boredom in his heart, and the spiritual energy all over his body began to move around uncontrollably, and there was a faint tearing pain in his meridians. At this moment, Zuo Feng seemed to have returned to the Tianping Mountains, but At the moment, all the spiritual energy in his body seems to be in a state of rage.

The most terrible thing was that Zuo Feng felt as if his body was out of control and he couldn't even move his fingers. Just when Zuo Feng didn't know what to do, an old voice appeared in his ear, "Concentrate your mind and get rid of distracting thoughts."

Then a stream of pure spiritual energy poured in from the top of Zuo Feng's head. Zuo Feng believed that if this person wanted to kill him now, it would be as simple as twitching his fingers. The spiritual energy that suddenly broke in was extremely pure and strong, and the spiritual energy in his body immediately stopped flowing around.

Zuo Feng knew that he was not out of danger yet, so he hurriedly followed what the voice said, completely concentrating his mind and no longer having any distracting thoughts. Soon the spiritual energy lingering around his body was sent back to the sea.