The carriage returns to Moyuan.

Although I hadn't had a rest for several days, Jing Liuli was in a very wonderful state along the way.

She seemed to have forgotten her fatigue.

Her body seemed to emit a faint fluorescence. This fluorescence was like a peerless sword. After the sharpness of the beginning was revealed, the light gradually became no longer dazzling and became bright.

She and Ding Ning are both important figures in Changling at this moment. I don’t know how many powerful practitioners will linger on her and Ding Ning along the way. Naturally, some of them can detect this subtle change in the aura. &nb Novels sp;These people began to be shocked.

They couldn't figure out what happened in the osmanthus forest in Liu Gongjiang's mansion, and what made Jing Liuli suddenly change like this.

They looked at the osmanthus tree placed in the carriage in Ansheng, and at the large ball of soil that was extremely evenly cut at the root of the osmanthus tree. Many people even didn't understand how the pure glaze was done.

However, they were all sure that Jing Liuli's temperament changes from the beginning to the beginning of entering Changling City, especially at this time, she was in an aura of sudden enlightenment, all because of Ding Ning.

"Sometimes I really have to accept it."

A young man stood in an alley, looking at the carriage returning to Moyuan, his eyes became more and more respectful. Finally, he bowed and bowed seriously to the carriage.

This young man was also a figure in the Talent Book, but he was not ranked high enough in the Talent Book, and he was eliminated before the final sword test in the Minshan Sword Club. At this time, Jing Liuli and Ding Ning did not even notice his existence, but he was so serious about saluting Ding Ning and Jing Liuli, which was out of pure admiration and respect.

Young men of his age often admire heroes more.

Although he is a competitor in the Minshan Sword Society, after the Minshan Sword Society ends, Ding Ning, who is fighting for the master and now avenges Xue Wangxu, is a hero in his eyes.

His attitude also naturally represents the attitude of most young people in Changling.

...

Jing Liuli didn't make any sound all the way. When the carriage carried the osmanthus tree into the Mo Garden, the faint fluorescent light on Jing Liuli's body gradually disappeared. Then she turned her head and looked at Ding Ning who was sitting quietly, and asked, "What's in the soil under this tree?"

The others couldn't understand Ding Ning's approach, and only thought that entering the osmanthus forest was related to digging such an osmanthus flower and Jing Liuli's practice. However, through all the previous details, Jing Liuli could be sure that there should be something very important to Ding Ning in the soil under this osmanthus tree, which is related to his breakthrough in his cultivation.

Ding Ning looked up at her. Before she could speak, Jing Liuli could see what was in his eyes and said directly to Ding Ning: "I will know in the future, right?"

Ding Ning couldn't help but smile slightly, then nodded, and said, "I think what you need to consider the most now is not my business."

Jing Liuli also glanced at him and said, "Do you still want to boil medicine for you?"

"Let's talk about it in three days." Ding Ning shook his head.

Jing Liuli nodded lightly, looked at the osmanthus tree behind Ding Ning, and said, "Do you do it yourself?"

Ding Ning nodded and said, "I will handle it myself."

Jing Liuli didn't say anything more. When the carriage stopped at the door of the courtyard in the deepest part of Moyuan, she walked down from the front of the car, and then walked towards the wing where she was resting without even looking back.

Ding Ning knew her temperament very well. He had not gone to see Jing Liuli, who had not entered the room yet. He just got off the carriage and quietly looked at the osmanthus tree.

This osmanthus tree has damaged many rhizomes. All the roots that penetrated deep into the soil directly below have been cut off. It is already difficult to survive this year, and it is even more impossible to bloom. But many years ago, this osmanthus tree was the most prosperous in the entire forest.

Many years ago, someone met a woman from Jiaodong County in this osmanthus forest.

The man was amazed by the woman's beauty and talent, and the woman fell in love with the man at first sight.

The man thought he could know and stay with the woman for the rest of his life.

Later, the man met many friends who were sympathetic and often went to the wine shop where the osmanthus wine brewing in this osmanthus forest drinks.

Drink good wine to fight the world.

Everything seems so perfect.

One day, the man had a sudden idea and stole the best jar of wine from the wine shop, put some magic medicines that could make the taste of the wine more wonderful, and then buried the jar of wine under the most beautiful osmanthus tree.

Time waits for the ageing.

The man wanted to wait until his wedding banquet with the woman, and then secretly take out the jar of wine and give the wine shop owner and all his confidants a surprise.

However, the wine has not yet aged, and people are no longer there.

The woman from Jiaodong County became the mistress of Changling and the queen of the Qin Dynasty.

The man and many friends who were sympathetic to each other all died in Changling.

The wine shop also disappeared.

Many more important things are unbearable to remember, not to mention that this jar is just a sudden whim, a trivial, fine wine that adds icing on the cake.

This is a wedding wine that has long been completely forgotten.

Perhaps nothing changed back then, and this jar of wine might not be remembered by anyone.

However, because of revenge, the jar of wine appeared again.

Ding Ning sets out his sword.

The front end of the Mohua Sword is scattered into countless sword threads, gently penetrates into the soil under the osmanthus tree.

These sword threads silently wrapped a gray wine jar sleeping in the soil, and then dragged the wine jar directly out of the soil.

The sword energy emitted from the sword thread cleared all obstacles, and countless white flowers were sprinkled in the fine soil.

The wine jar is not small.

Because it is at least enough for dozens of people to drink a bowl each.

The mud seal on the wine jar is very good, and there is not even a trace of alcohol.

No matter what he does, he pursues the ultimate, but he can't imagine the future.

There was a light bang.

Ding Ning waved his palm and smashed the mud seal.

There is only half a jar of golden wine left in the past.

Ding Ning raised his head.

More things that had disappeared from memory and the faces of some people flashed quickly in his mind.

"Treat you."

He said this softly, put away his sword, held up the wine jar with one hand, and poured the wine into his mouth.

He drank in big mouthfuls.

The taste of this jar of wine is really wonderful.

The best osmanthus wine of that year and the wonderful aroma of those spiritual medicines were strangely combined. The feeling of sweetness and sweetness entering the throat like a fire ray is nothing more than the legendary fairy wine.

However, at this time, Ding Ning's mouth was even more bitter than when he drank the medicinal soups before.

Some spiritual medicines that were just purely pursuing fragrance and taste back then were very small for that man and his friends, but for his cultivation level today, it was so important.

As the alcohol spread, a strong airflow continued to explode in his body and rushed into his sea of ​​air.

...

Almost everyone likes the fragrance of osmanthus.

Deep in the palace, the woman from Jiaodong County was sitting on a phoenix chair. She listened to the report of the middle-aged practitioner in yellow clothes outside the door, and her perfect head slowly raised, as if she had no human feelings to fall through a side window to the garden outside.

There are also several tall osmanthus trees there.

But except for a hint of surprise, her eyes were still cold and without any extra emotions.

She didn't understand what it meant to dig an osmanthus tree in that osmanthus forest.

Because it's too far away.

Because many things that were so far away were too small.

She had long forgotten where she met such a thing, and had long been quietly erased in her memory by time.

She no longer remembers the osmanthus forest.
Chapter completed!