Wine Sword Immortal: Divine Level Winemaker, Drunkenly Kills Tianmen!

The chain seems not to exist in this world. To cut it off, special means may be needed.

Feeling the strong emotion from the medal, an idea suddenly came to Wang Xianxian's mind.

Make wine!

With a thought, a large amount of materials and spring water spurted out from the gourd, and finally appeared in front of him.

Blood Sunflower Grass, Steel Bamboo, General Flower, Smart Liquid...

And the broken medal...

"Fairy brew."

As the boy finished speaking, these materials began to emit colored light...

What he wants to brew is a very famous spiritual wine.

It was a military wine, a third-level spiritual wine, a practice wine, the wine that soldiers drank at the farewell banquet when they retired.

Military wine-1107

Of course, it has another loud, well-known name.

Home brew.

Thousands of years ago, in that war-torn era, it was a lucky and desirable thing for a soldier to successfully retire.

Therefore, when a soldier successfully retires, the army will hold a farewell banquet for him.

In times of war, spiritual wine was an extremely scarce resource.

Therefore, after attending the farewell dinner, many retired service members will choose to pack some remaining wine and take it home to drink with their families.

With the passage of time and the increase of national power, this habit has slowly evolved into a custom.

Whenever soldiers retire, the army will always give them this spiritual wine.

Rather than its function, this wine has been given a special meaning.

Return home...

The spirit wine continues to take shape, and its aroma is so strong that even the strong wind cannot dispel it.

Wine can be a carrier of emotions, so if the human emotions involved in brewing are deep, a special spiritual wine that is recognized by heaven and earth and carries emotions will be brewed.

However, due to emotional limitations, winemakers can only rely on their own emotions.

But the young immortal in front of him has no such restriction...

Because he is the pioneer of the road of wine.

Brewmaster!

Under the control of the young immortal, strange emotional power continuously flows out of the medal, and eventually blends into the wine.

[Military Wine-1107 (Returning to Home Brewing)]

[Quality: Level 3 Best·Jiu Xian’s Blessing (Exclusive to Wu Yaohua)]

[Recipe: Blood Sunflower Grass, Steel Bamboo, General Flower, Spirit Liquid, Wu Zhenhua’s Medal...]

[Effects: Purify the heart, strengthen the bones, improve physical fitness, and replenish spiritual energy (Note: Wu Yaohua, the father of Wu Zhenhua, can drive away evil spirits and avoid evil spirits, solidify the Taoist heart, and double all attributes when drinking it.)]

[Source: A specially blended home brew made from Wu Zhenhua’s sentiments. Maybe it can give some warmth to the father who lost his son. 】

[Evaluation: Returning home safely is the most precious, reassuring and happiest gift that every traveler can give to his or her parents. 】

Looking at the spiritual wine in front of him, Wang Xianxian did not drink it because he knew that this wine did not belong to him...

Not far away, Wu Yaohua transformed into a strange demon again. With more energy, he became even more powerful.

He exuded a black aura, and his muscles expanded rapidly, causing his skin to crack. The broken skin was filled with bright red blood, like volcanic lava.

Huge energy began to gather in Wu Yaohua's fist.

Facing the enemy's accumulated energy, the young immortal just moved his right hand slightly, and the spiritual wine in front of him began to condense into the shape of a sword.

The moment he held the sword, Wang Xianxian seemed to see the memories of the father and son. To be precise, this was not the memory of the father and son, but...

Wu Zhenhua's memory.

A young soldier with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes and a sense of justice appeared in Wang Xianxian's mind.

His eyes were full of gratitude and guilt...

Wu Yaohua looked at Wang Xianxian expressionlessly and raised his fist.

Wang Xianxian looked at Wu Yaohua tenderly and raised his sword.

In an instant, Wu Yaohua's figure rioted!

A fist that seemed to have the power to break through mountains, packed with huge demonic energy, hit the young man.

The young man felt the huge emotion contained in the wine, and then opened the Golden Crow bloodline.

Wine carries pure emotions, and these emotions can only be placed in wine...

What the young man has to do is, as the wine master, give orders to the spirit wine and transfer that emotion...

freed!

Looking at the flames burning in his hands, the young man smiled slightly and said softly.

"Those words... let's tell him in person..."

"amnesty……"

The moment the young immortal finished speaking, the Golden Crow Fire began to explode, and what was ignited was the wine containing love.

The young man's sword instantly turned into a flaming sword.

And above the flames, a shadow began to appear...

The moment the phantom appeared, Wu Yaohua, who was running wildly, stopped suddenly.

At the same time, Wang Xianxian clenched the sword in his hand, and then rushed towards Wu Yaohua who was stunned on the spot.

The black energy in Wu Yaohua's body continued to become more intense. They were trying to control Wu Yaohua, but for some reason, no matter how they gave orders, the police officer was no longer at their mercy like before.

They may never know that Wu Yaohua is no longer the policeman who went crazy because of the loss of his son, but now he is a father...

The father who is waiting for the wanderer to return home.

The young man's sword was very fast, and he was in front of Wu Yaohua in just the blink of an eye.

Wu Yaohua's eyes were fixed on the shadow floating above the young man.

That is his child, his eternal pride...

Tears quietly occupied his father's eyes, and the young soldier opened his arms.

The young immortal stared at the chains on Wu Yaohua's body, and then waved his sword.

"Go home!"

Along with the young man's roar, the sword blade struck the chain domineeringly.

Click!

In an instant, the shackles of the void broke.

The shackles are broken and the wanderer returns home.

Wu Zhenhua's shadow gave his eagerly awaited father a hug.

The last hug, the parting hug...

The hug of returning home, the hug of leaving home...

"dad……"

Tears were like broken kite strings, constantly flowing from Wu Yaohua's eyes.

"Zhenhua, my Zhenhua, dad is sorry for you, dad has embarrassed you..."

Wu Zhenhua patted his father's back gently with his hand, and then said softly: "No matter when, no matter where, I will be proud of you..."

"You will always be my hero..."

All kinds of emotions were entangled in his heart, leaving Wu Yaohua speechless at all.

At this moment, Wu Yaohua suddenly felt his hand move.

Wu Zhenhua held his father's hand tightly.

"Dad, don't lose it again this time..."

Feeling the extra object in his hand, Wu Yaohua nodded like crazy.

"Dad, I won't do it anymore...never again..."

"Zhenhua...Dad loves you..."

Wu Zhenhua smiled, relieved.

"Dad, when I was a kid, I was afraid that you would die, so one night I asked you, what should I do if you die one day? Do you still remember what you said?"

"Wipe your tears and protect your family and country." Wu Yaohua burst into tears.

"I don't regret sacrificing my life for the country..." Wu Zhenhua wiped his father's tears and smiled tenderly.

Wu Yaohua gently touched the shadow in front of him: "Zhenhua, I'm proud of you."

"Me too."

At this point, Wu Zhenhua's body suddenly began to fade, and then he smiled with relief.

"Dad, I have to leave, please take care of yourself..."

Wu Yaohua tried hard to control his tears and gave his son one last hug.

"Dad promises you."

At this point, the spiritual wine burned out and completely turned into nothingness.

Wu Yaohua gently opened his right hand, and there was a medal lying quietly in his calloused hand...

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I have something to do today, there is only one chapter, I will make up for what I owe (I owe 7 chapters)