Steward Lin raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in disbelief: "Great opportunity?"

Lao Huang shook his head: "You don't understand spiritual cultivation, although I don't know the way of the sword, but for those who practice martial arts, many things are figured out, not to mention anything else, just Xia Hong's starting style of the knife just now, there is already some hidden grandmaster style!"

Lao Huang's words undoubtedly brought some prejudice against spirituality, although it was unintentional, but it made Steward Lin's eyes shine lightly.

For the cultivators in this world, especially the human cultivators, whether to cultivate martial arts or to cultivate the spirit is an issue that has been debated for tens of thousands of years, and it is the key to the dispute between the north and the south of the current Dajin Dynasty.

But this is not the time to argue about this, Steward Lin took a deep breath and retorted: "But this is impossible, you and I both know very well that Lao Xia was abolished as early as sixteen years ago, the meridians were shattered, and the inner government was completely destroyed, although he can still catch the sword, in a strict sense, he can no longer be regarded as a real general!"

Since he is not even a martial cultivator, how can he become a sword path master?

Faced with Steward Lin's refutation, Lao Huang was also a little puzzled, and muttered: "Yes, could it be said that Lao Xia has resumed his cultivation?

In this regard, Steward Lin shook his head very firmly: "This is even more ridiculous, if you want to heal his injuries, you need at least a Spirit Venerable-level powerhouse to take action in person, do you think, Lao Xia can know that kind of big person?"

"Okay, take 10,000 steps back, even if Lao Xia really knows such a Spirit Venerable, will the other party dare to treat him?

However, Lao Huang did not waver in his judgment because of this, but said with a firm look: "That's why I said, I'm afraid he has a big chance!"

Since no one can convince anyone, the only way is to continue to observe Xia Hong's next moves.

In other words, continue to peek at Xia Hong practicing knives.

However, what disappointed the two of them was that from beginning to end, Xia Hong only took out the knife, then put away the dishes in his hand, and carefully hid the knife in his hand in his arms, greeted Xia Sheng, and hurried back to the house.

Because it only takes one way to see the sun, Xia Hong has already felt the changes in the meridians in his body!

Steward Lin was right, the meridians in his body were shattered sixteen years ago, so now he is not a martial artist at all.

But at the same time, Lao Huang is not wrong, he did have a great opportunity!

It's this Broken Yue Sword Book!

Xia Hong was just inspired by the knife intent, and he was pleasantly surprised to find that the meridians in his body, which had been silent for many years, like a pool of stagnant water, had faint signs of recovery!

Those true qi that had long been extinguished in his inner mansion was invisible, and it was resurrected!

What originally required a Spirit Venerable-level powerhouse to do it in person, now Xia Hong has done the same with just one sword book.

This is not just a surprise, but a shock!

Even if Xia Hong thinks that he is a person who has experienced strong winds and waves and endured great ups and downs, at this moment, he still feels that his heartbeat has accelerated countless times in an instant.

Because he finally saw a glimmer of hope.

Hope for a comeback!

Maybe he noticed that someone was watching not far away, or maybe it was just for the sake of not exposing his money, so Xia Hong forcibly suppressed the ** who continued to study the knife spectrum, but returned to the house extremely calmly, and then tilted his neck and laughed silently.

When Xia Sheng walked into the house, he saw such a scene.

So he laughed happily too.

For Xia Sheng, since he can see that his father used to be a general-level powerhouse, how can he not see that he is actually just a virtual powerhouse now, and the sword intent is still there, but the sword energy is lost?

This is also the reason why he finally chose the Broken Yue Sword Method after careful selection.

It's not because this sword technique is really exquisite, you can become a sword master by practicing it casually, after all, from Xia Sheng's point of view, the so-called technique of splitting mountains and breaking mountains is not eye-catching at all.

However, there is a very special place in the Broken Yue Sword Method, or in other words, there is a very special restriction for those who practice it.

It is a person who needs all the meridians to be shattered and the inner government is completely destroyed to cultivate!

And with the gradual comprehension of the person who practices the sword, when he has mastered all the twelve sword techniques, he will be able to reshape the meridians and gather in the inner house!

Xia Sheng got this sword book when he was in the fifth life, when he was known as the God of Living Wealth, and the wealth in his hands probably exceeded the assets of all countries combined, and he was truly rich and rivaled the world!

At that time, Xia Sheng was already a martial saint-level powerhouse, of course, he would not abolish the meridians and inner mansion because of this sword book, and start everything from scratch.

He didn't dare to guarantee that after losing his powerful strength, he would be able to keep the amazing wealth in his hands.

Later, when Xia Sheng was reborn in the sixth life, he unexpectedly became a barbarian, so this sword book lost its meaning even more, and it was left in the dust and piled up in the small corner of Xia Sheng's huge memory.

Until this life, until today, he finally took it out and gave it to his father.

And for Xia Hong, this knife book is completely tailor-made for him!

I'm afraid that there is no second person as suitable as him in the world today!

This is a blessing in disguise.

That's the big chance.

Even if it's a full sixteen years late.

At this moment, Xia Hong suddenly wanted to cry, but his son was behind him, and as a father, he didn't want his son to see his weakness and tears, so he changed his way.

He turned around and suddenly smiled at Xia Sheng: "Dad is happy today, accompany Dad to have two drinks." ”

Xia Sheng didn't say anything, just smiled and nodded, and then trotted to the back kitchen of Wanfu Building and stole two bottles of inferior osmanthus wine.

Seeing that this bastard son was so skilled, Xia Hong couldn't help laughing and scolding: "You stinky boy......"

Xia Sheng pursed his lips and said aggrievedly: "This wine is obviously hidden by yourself, why is it to blame on your son!"

While complaining in his mouth, his hands were not idle, but he saw Xia Sheng's wrist flip, and he took out two porcelain bowls from his arms, poured two large bowls of wine firmly, and then raised them high.

Xia Hong took the wine bowl, suddenly sighed, and said: "This is the first time we have drunk a bar?" I didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, you have grown so big, come, do it!"

After speaking, Xia Hong raised his hand and raised his neck, and a bowl of wine was grunted, looking at the arrogant and dry appearance, it was completely a situation of not getting drunk and not returning.

If you can't cry, let's get drunk.

Xia Sheng was not ambiguous, although this bowl of osmanthus wine may be the cheapest wine he had ever drunk in his ninth life, but for some reason, when the wine was in his stomach, the burning from his throat to his stomach gave Xia Sheng an extremely happy feeling.

"Good boy! Come on, do it again!"

Xia Hong took the lead, drank another bowl, and then chirped and said: "That's it, I'll fry the two side dishes again, let's have a good drink today!"

Xia Sheng waved his hand, stood up with both hands on Xia Hong's shoulders, and said with a smile: "I'll go, I'm so big, haven't you given my father a taste of my craftsmanship?"

Xia Hong's face flashed red, and he laughed: "Just you kid, you are still skilled, even if you can fry a peanut today, Lao Tzu will be your ability!"

"Settle down here, and I'll go back. ”

After saying that, Xia Sheng went straight to the kitchen.

But he never thought that when Xia Sheng came back, his father was already a little drunk and unconscious.

He held a plate of peanuts and a plate of beef in sauce, and he could only stand at the door and smile bitterly.

In the blink of an eye, the two bottles of osmanthus wine were already empty, and they were piled under Xia Hong's feet, and Xia Hong fell directly to the ground, still muttering something vaguely in his mouth.

If you listen carefully, it seems to be shouting Xia Sheng's name.

"Ah Sheng...... Ah Sheng......"

So Xia Sheng could only put two plates of appetizers on the table first, and then hurriedly ran back to his father's side, and responded softly: "Eh, Dad, I'm here!"

Hearing Xia Sheng's voice, Xia Hong seemed to be a little more awake, and he tried to open his eyes, with a smirk on his face.

"Ah Sheng...... As for your father and me, I haven't read any books, and I haven't ...... I don't have any great skills, and I haven't done it in my life...... Let's just name you...... Just because you are born in the summer, so I gave you the name Xia Sheng, and I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, have you ever been laughed at...... You won't, you won't complain about your father......"

When Xia Sheng heard this, he suddenly felt a little crying and laughing, it turned out that his name was not taken from Shengru Xia Hua, but purely because he was born in summer.

Thinking of this, Xia Sheng felt that he was a little self-inflicted.

Also, where would a reckless man like Daddy refer to these elegant words and phrases when choosing a name?

But this is not what Xia Sheng is most concerned about at this time, he wants to try it, while his father is drunk, can he get some words out of his mouth?

"Dad, you used to be an errand boy in the palace, you should be quite beautiful, right?"

Xia Hong waved his hand and said, "Wind ...... Don't give it, mention the palace to Lao Tzu, just listen to it, just annoy!"

Xia Sheng frowned slightly, he was a little surprised by such an answer, because judging from the relationship between Daddy, Steward Lin, and Prince Chen, it shouldn't have been such an answer.

But since Xia Hong didn't want to say more, Xia Sheng didn't force it, but asked a more important question in a deep voice.

"Dad, tell me honestly, who is the poisoner of your old injury?"