Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away Chapter 824: Jiujianzong
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Here, the beacon is located in the highest place of Beiyanguan, which is difficult for ordinary people to reach.
Even if the spirits with flying ability can reach it, they don't dare to move rashly. After all, this place is the military center of Beiyanguan.
If you want to visit here without being discovered by the city defense, you also need something.
If you want to get close to Feng Xingying without being discovered, you need more skill.
This old man, who looks like a scratchy eyebrow and beard, and a little sloppy, is obviously capable.
But Feng Xingying didn't have the habit of posting it after seeing seniors who had the ability.
After all, those who post seniors, 80% want to worship seniors as their teachers, Feng Xingying is still afraid that some people want to accept her as a disciple, which will cause trouble.
The weird situation now is that the old man waits to show his hand and mixes with a drink. Seeing this little girl is smart and smart, he should know what to do next?
Who knows that Feng Xingying will not enter the routine, just pour two glasses of wine, and in the eyes of the old man, one cup is handed to Qin Molin, and one cup is pinched in his hand to carefully taste.
While tasting the wine, Feng Xingying nodded her head: "You are always right. I really awakened too late in spiritual power. I haven't understood these things. I will try this method when I look back."
"Okay, when you are done, you can ask the old man to taste it and be a referee for you." The old man can't wait long ago. Since Feng Xingying doesn't pour him wine, he doesn't bother to care about anything ordinary. Etiquette, reach out and grab the small wine jar.
For such a small jar of wine, this little girl has poured out three glasses, and it is estimated that only half is left, so I can't waste it!
Who knew that when his hand was about to touch the wine jar, a slender jade hand snapped and raised it like lightning, and the small wine jar was spinning around on those little snow-white hands.
The old man looked up and met Feng Xingying's serious face.
He thought that Qin Molin would take action, but he didn't expect it to be this little girl?
"Interesting! Someone can actually have a hand faster than the old man." The old man's interest in Feng Xingying now is greater than that of the wine that made him scratch his lungs just now.
Feng Xingying’s movements are not fancy, but very clean and tidy, grabbing, turning, turning, and throwing with the right hand, then catching it with the left hand, stepping back, and looking at the old man with a smile:
"Does the instructor of the first spirit sword sect of the dignified spiritual cultivation academy also want to grab the drink of one of my juniors?"
"It's boring!" The old man sat across from them angrily, and looked at Qin Molin with a face: "You kid~IndoMTL.com~ as in the legend, you are crazy for women, even mine. Tell her the origin."
"I haven't had time to speak yet." Qin Molin shrugged helplessly.
Feng Xingying also sat down and handed a half-person high wine jar to the old man, before smiling and starting to analyze:
"Don’t you always know that there has been a first guide to the spiritual academy in the outside world. If you want to enter the spiritual academy, then you must carry at least one jar of fine wine with you.
Because Jin Wujian, the first sword sect of Xiu Ling Academy, loves wine more than swords, and has almost zero resistance to wine, also known as Jiu Jianzong.
When you are drinking, if you meet an old man who is casually dressed, easy-going, but has a sharp sword spirit, you must ask him to have a glass of wine.
Because this person must be the Wine Sword Sect, and his old man has always had the best wines. As long as he drinks your wine, he will fulfill your not-so-excessive wish, such as entering the Academy of Spiritual Cultivation, or letting him Give pointers once.
It's a pity that Jiujianzong's nose is very picky, and ordinary wine can't enter his mouth. "