"The old man has been cultivating all his life, he has no wife and no children, and he is alone!" Ning Zhengan looked at the wine jar and smiled, "I am ready to turn into a handful of loess after death, even if I lie in a lonely grave, no one will kowtow to the old man and burn paper money!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his left hand to the wine jar, and under the gaze of the disciples, he gently cut his middle finger and dripped three drops of blood into it: "But the old man can't imagine that in his lifetime, he can still have a brother and a sister, even if he dies tomorrow, he has no regrets!"

"This blood melts my oath, treachery, and there is no corpse!" Ning Zheng'an took a step back, staring at Meng Fan, his eyes soft, "Brother, come, drop blood!"

"Okay!" Meng Fan smiled at the corner of his mouth, nodded, and also stretched out his left hand and dripped three drops of blood into the wine jar, but in a voice that could only be heard by Ning Zhengan and Su Pei, he murmured softly, "I, Meng Fan, have no brothers and no sisters, I am willing to worship with Brother Ning and Senior Sister Su, if I am treacherous, I will die without a corpse!"

After the blood dropped, a strange fragrance of wine suddenly wafted out of the wine jar, wafting out, which made people feel refreshed and happy.

The disciples looked at the wine jar, and a touch of greed couldn't help but rise in their hearts, and they subconsciously licked their lips, and wanted to rush over to take a sip.

"The ...... of blood just now"

Su Pei and Ning Zheng'an also noticed this abnormality and looked at Meng Fan in surprise.

"Hehe, give a small gift to the eldest brother and little sister. Meng Fan smiled indifferently.

The blood he dropped was not ordinary blood, but essence blood, the essence of the cultivator's body, the purest existence, and the entire essence blood of the Heaven Slaying powerhouse was only a dozen drops, and it would take a long time to recover if it took one drop.

Meng Fan's essence blood was much more rare than that of ordinary cultivators!

Because he has the qi of the four spirits in his body, he has melted the magical blood of Qi Lin'er, and he has also swallowed the thousand-year-old roots of the ginseng spirit, coupled with his mysterious mental method, all kinds of adventures make his essence blood difficult to find in the world, which can be called priceless.

He once sent Shangguan to condense a few drops of their essence blood to help them cultivate to the Shangxuan realm.

"He should be dripping essence blood, it's too precious!"

"This wine that melts essence and blood, after drinking it, it will be very good for cultivators!"

"I've never seen anyone drip essence and blood into wine when they are swearing blood, this is too sincere, it's worth it to be a brother to Meng Xiaoshan!"

Some careful disciples noticed that when Meng Fan was dripping blood, there was a slight fluctuation in his cultivation, guessing that Meng Fan might have forced out his essence blood, and couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, not to mention that Meng Fan's essence blood actually had a strange fragrance, it must be not good, if it weren't for their low status and lack of affection, they would have to go over with a shy face when they said anything, and begged to worship with the three of them, so that they could drink a sip of wine that melted their essence and blood, and they could be brothers with Meng Fan!

Ye Xiaowan and the others also looked at Meng Fan with emotion, and shook their hands vigorously.

How much they want to stretch out their hands and bow down to the three of them!

However, they didn't want to drink that wine, but wanted to be brothers with Meng Fan!

Next, it was Su Pei's turn.

Su Pei walked to the wine altar, stretched out her snow-white slender hand, cut the middle finger of her right hand, handed over three drops of blood, and said in a soft voice, but with great weight: "Su Pei now has only one father, and today he has two more brothers, which is really a blessing in this life, no matter where Su Pei goes or what happens, he is not afraid or lonely...... If you are treacherous, you will not die!"

Three drops of blood make the wine in the jar more red.

"Hahaha!" Ning Zhengan laughed and pressed his hand on the wine jar, and under the gaze of his disciple, he poured out three bowls of pale red wine, without missing a drop, picked up one of the bowls, took a few steps back, lifted the hem of the white robe, knelt on the stall, raised his head and said to Meng Fan and Su Pei, "Brother, sister, come here, let's ...... Bye!"

"Hmm!" Su Pei picked up a bowl of wine and knelt beside Ning Zhengan.

Seeing this, Meng Fan was slightly surprised in his heart, this is different from the worship ceremony in the secular world, in the secular world, most of them are facing a statue of Guan Gong, saying some bold words such as "Today to become a brother of the opposite sex, I do not seek to be born in the same year, the same month, and the same day, but to die in the same year, the same month, and the same day", which is very sensational.

Now it's just a matter of kneeling and worshipping?

However, thinking of Ning Zheng'an's words, he said that cultivators are transcendent, there is not so much red tape, just take a sip of wine, and he is relieved.

Meng Fan picked up a bowl of wine, knelt down on his knees, formed a circle with Ning Zhengan and Su Pei, raised the wine bowl to the center of his eyebrows like them, and then Ning Zhengan, who was the eldest brother, spoke.

"Today, the three of us bow to each other, do not worship the sky, do not worship the earth, do not worship the ancestors of the three Qing Daoists, only worship brothers, worship brothers and sisters, from now on life and death to save each other, good fortune and evil to save each other, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, help each other in adversity, outsiders mess with my brothers and sisters, will be punished!"

Although Ning Zheng'an had lost his cultivation for the time being, when he said these words, he reverberated in the hall and echoed in the hearts of all the disciples, and the light in the hall seemed to be infected, and it fluctuated powerfully, reflecting everyone's faces more clearly and brightly.

"It's an honor to be able to witness their farewell!"

The disciples stared at the three of them, closed their lips tightly, and didn't even dare to come out, hoping that in their lifetime, they could also meet brothers who were like each other, and have an unforgettable worship to live up to this life.

"Don't worship the sky, don't worship the earth, don't worship the ancestors of the three Qingdao ......"

Meng Fan and Su Pei muttered Ning Zheng'an's words silently and smiled slightly.

"Drink!" Ning Zhengan glanced at Meng Fan and Su Pei, then raised his head and drank all the wine in the bowl.

Meng Fan and Su Pei also drank the wine in the bowl almost at the same time.

"Okay, great!" Ning Zhengan smacked his lips, "Tonight is the happiest for my brother...... Hmmm......"

Ning Zheng'an was talking happily, and suddenly closed his mouth, he suddenly found that a wave of true qi suddenly surged out of his dantian uncontrollably, colliding with the damaged meridians, extremely strange!

He was sure that if the meridians were still intact, the bowl of wine he drank just now would definitely bring his cultivation to the next level!

"Meng Fan......" Su Pei also felt the same way, realizing the preciousness of Meng Fan's three drops of essence blood, he glanced at Meng Fan gratefully, and hurriedly sat cross-legged to forcibly suppress the surging true qi fluctuations in his body, this place is not a place to absorb Meng Fan's essence blood, it is best to conduct a short retreat afterwards.

The disciples present were also shocked when they saw this, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time!

They never thought that that sip of wine would be so domineering, and it could make people improve their cultivation!

Let Ning Zhenglao, who is cultivating the sky, change his face, and let Su Pei, who is cultivating for the earth, cross his knees and breathe!

What a domineering, precious wine!

They felt a pain in their hearts, hating that they hadn't had a good relationship with Meng Fan before, otherwise, maybe they would have had the opportunity to kneel there, drink that bowl of wine, and call Meng Fan brothers.

"Congratulations to Elder Ning, Brother Shan, and Senior Sister Su Pei!"

After a long time, all the disciples came back to their senses, picked up the wine on the table and shouted in unison, the sound was like thunder, and the air was buzzing.

"Haha, hahaha!" Ning Zhengan helped Meng Fan and Su Pei up, and tears appeared in his eyes.

"You guys come too!" Meng Fan glanced at Ye Xiaowan, Cai Wei, and Zhang Chengjia, walked to the table, grabbed the wine jar, and poured a bowl of pale red wine for each of them, "We are all the same!"

"Brother Shanzi......" Ye Xiaowan stared at the bowl of wine diffused with a pale red halo, and her beautiful eyes shone with excitement.

"Brother Shan, Cai Wei is very happy to know you!" Cai Wei, who had been at odds with Meng Fan before, picked up the bowl of wine, his voice trembling a little, "In the future, I, Cai Wei, will be born and die with you!"

"Brother Shan, you saved the life of the Cheng family, even if you open your mouth in the place you use, I Zhang Cheng will never give up!" Zhang Chengjia held the wine, his voice choked.

They were not for the bowl of wine, but for brotherhood.

"It's done!" Meng Fan raised his hand and smiled brightly.

"It's done!" The three of them raised the wine bowl high at Meng Fan and drank it all.

When the disciples saw that Ye Xiaowan and the others had also drunk, they couldn't help but lick their lips, and their bodies couldn't help but lean forward.

"Everyone, senior brothers!" Meng Fan glanced at the disciples and shook the wine in the wine jar, "There is still some wine left, if you don't mind being a brother with Meng, you will share it together!"

When the disciples heard this, there was a sudden rumble in their minds, and they lost their minds for a long time.

"Brother Shan's might!"

"Brother Shan, I love you!"

"Brother Shan, we are also your brothers!"

The disciples could no longer suppress their excitement and eagerness, and rushed up, gathered around Meng Fan, and stretched out their hands......

"Everyone calm down, don't get excited, don't rob, everyone has a share!" Wang Dihu saw that the scene was chaotic, and hurriedly ran over to maintain order, hugged the wine jar in Meng Fan's hand tightly in his arms, and shouted loudly, "Is there a big vat, find one, let's mix the wine, one bowl per person, special mother, who hit my chest, do you want to be ashamed!"

After a while, a few disciples really found a big vat out of nowhere and began to pour wine into it, Wang Dihu poured the jar of wine into it, and shook the vat again, so that everyone finally got a bowl of wine, which was very fair.

"Good wine!"

"It's the best wine I've ever drunk in my life!"

"Thank you, Brother Shan, thank you Elder Ning, thank you, Senior Sister Su Pei, thank you!"

After the disciples finished drinking, they finally realized the magic of the jar of wine, and their expressions became even more excited!

Although the wine they drank was already very weak, the power of cultivation could not suppress the fluctuations, and many disciples couldn't help but lick the bowl clean, for fear of wasting a drop.

"If I hadn't reined in the precipice and stood beside Brother Shan, I would have been as pitiful as them at this time!"

Cai Wei looked at the excitement of the disciples as if they had obtained a treasure, and couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart.

"Hehe, you bastards, how can I do as much as I do. Wang Dihu turned his back, secretly poured a bowl of wine into the jar of wine that Meng Fan worshipped, soaked it, drank it all, and his face suddenly turned rosy.

The disciples who drank the wine looked at Meng Fan with blazing eyes, and that expression seemed to be Meng Fan waving his arms, and they followed Meng Fan to set up their own door.

At this time, they were no longer afraid of Meng Fan, but reverent.

“…… Hill. Meng Fan's gaze swept over the enthusiastic faces of the disciples, and he muttered, "Are you doing well now, can you go back to the sect when you have time...... They won't dare to bully you anymore......"

It was at this time that a figure suddenly appeared at the door, diffusing a fierce murderous aura, and walked in slowly.

And behind him, followed by Hei Press, a group of black-clothed disciples, as soon as they saw Meng Fan, they shouted fiercely: "Kill Meng Xiaoshan, avenge Elder Gongsun......"

PS: This chapter is a big chapter, and it was going to be divided into two chapters, so I sent it together so that everyone can read it comfortably. By the way, I asked you for votes to see if I could improve a few places in the rankings, I fought too Monday. Thank you!

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