Fan Qingsong was just on a gentle hillside far away from the Chunjun Tower, looking at the Chunjun Tower. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The dark gray Pure Jun Pagoda looks like it has a unique and mysterious atmosphere.

Even on this hillside there are several warning signs: Bear Infested Beware.

It didn't take long for Fan Qingsong to return to the cabin in the dormitory area, ready to tidy up his little nest.

The cabin is very simple, a bed, a table, a chair, a sword, and nothing else.

Early the next morning, the college was tested and divided into classes, and the new students were divided into three classes: the bronze sword class, the silver sword class, and the gold sword class.

The Bronze Sword Class has the largest number of freshmen, accounting for fifty-five percent of the number of freshmen, and their cultivation is below the peak of the ninth rank of the swordsman, and the primordial blood power in the awakened body is below the three-star eighth-rank.

The freshmen of the Silver Sword Class accounted for thirty percent of the freshmen, and their cultivation was below the eighth rank of the ghost swordsman, and the primordial blood power in the awakened body was below the four-star and five-rank.

The little fat man was assigned to the Silver Sword class, he was a little dissatisfied, he wanted to enter the Golden Sword class, so he had to frown and look at the place where the freshmen of the Golden Sword Class lined up.

There are only at least seventeen students in the Golden Sword class, Fan Qingsong is one of them, and the blue-clothed young man Chen Zhe is also proudly there.

The teacher of the Golden Sword Class is a cold and glamorous female instructor, dressed in red, with a pointed chin, and big black and bright eyes that look very beautiful, what makes Fan Qingsong unbearable is that the baby voice she speaks sounds crispy all over.

You must know that Fan Qingsong used to be a half-house.

The female instructor coughed twice and cleared her elegant and sweet voice: "Freshmen of the Golden Sword Class, hello everyone! My name is Zhao Yiyi, and I am your instructor in the early stage, so let's go with me to the study building of our Golden Sword Class." ”

All the freshmen obediently followed behind Zhao Yiyi and walked in the direction of the Golden Sword Tower.

After almost a month of study, Fan Qingsong has mastered the essentials of sword qi waves, and can send out three sword qi at the same time, sending out four waves in a row, and each wave of sword qi can cause a devastating attack within fifty steps and thirty degrees in front of him.

Fan Qingsong's cultivation is already a real second-grade swordsman.

Fan Qingsong is very diligent, and after completing the daily tasks issued by the academy every day, he will make full use of the extra time to study to enrich his life.

In the morning, Fan Qingsong would get up early to practice his sword under a waterfall halfway up the mountain, and the plan of the day was in the morning.

In the evening, Fan Qingsong would go to the library to read books.

Read the book a hundred times, and the meaning will be seen by itself.

What about reading a book a thousand times, but what about all kinds of changes? A good book should be read ten thousand times before its meaning can be revealed.

People are very busy, and Fan Qingsong is the same, since he and Meng Tie learned swordsmanship two days ago, Fan Qingsong's busiest thing in the past two days is to learn from each other and give each other advice.

The two are comparable, they both get along well with each other, and they can't make a lot of progress through mutual guidance and learning.

Fan Qingsong didn't know when he would be able to reach the legend of the sword saint without a sword in his hand, but with a sword in his heart.

Soon a month arrived.

The gambling contract with the drunken sword building came as scheduled.

As early as when he was enrolled, Fan Qingsong rented a private house on the outskirts of the imperial capital, purchased a batch of ordinary liquor in the market, and fermented a vat of rice wine himself. After adding ordinary liquor and mixing well, and then putting it on the cauldron to re-distill, the wine suddenly has a pungent aroma, poured into the cup, the hops overflow, the wine glass is upside down, and the wine can be hung on the wall of the glass.

Such good wine is rare in this Holy Fang Continent, the best wine in this continent is estimated to have an alcohol content of less than thirty-eight degrees, and it is treasured in the palace of the Tianqin Empire in the Eastern Holy Domain, and ordinary people can't drink it.

The liquor of the Liuyun Empire in the Western Sacred Domain is estimated to have a maximum alcohol content of about thirty-five degrees.

And now Fan Qingsong's re-brewed and distilled liquor is almost the same as Erguotou liquor, and it is definitely the best liquor in this Holy Fang Continent.

It was night, and the Drunken Sword Tower was brightly lit up in the night.

Since the war on the Holy Fang Continent completely subsided nine hundred years ago, the Liuyun Empire has gradually become stronger in the Western Sacred Domain, and in this era of peace and prosperity, there are many ways for people to spend their lives.

Drunken Sword House is the best place to go.

The four shopkeepers of the Drunken Sword Building are all sitting in the hall of the Drunken Sword Building tonight, drinking good tea, and chatting without a word.

The reason why the four shopkeepers sat together and drank tea was just for a gamble with a nobody.

"Big shopkeeper, we all heard you say that you have a gambling contract with a teenager, and we are only here tonight to waste time with you, are you sure that the young man will come?"

The second shopkeeper was very dissatisfied, took a sip of fragrant and elegant tea and said.

"That is, if I were that kid, maybe I would have disappeared a long time ago, I said the big shopkeeper, do you know who that kid's surname is? Where does it come from? The drunken boy who spoke wildly made a bet with you, and you believe it?"

The three shopkeepers looked displeased.

The four shopkeepers looked at the other three, shrugged their shoulders, and did not speak.

The shopkeeper of the Drunken Sword Building is now the nineteenth generation of the family, and the four major shopkeepers are all elected from the same family.

Having said that, if Fan Qingsong really won the bet, then, among the four treasurers of the Drunken Sword Building, would an outsider be allowed to join?

If Fan Qingsong joins, one of the four people will inevitably be out, the four shopkeepers, the four brothers, no one wants to.

Fan Qingsong came, carrying a mysterious black box, and Shi Shiran walked into the Drunken Sword Building.

The four shopkeepers looked at the young man and the black box in the young man's hand, and his heart was already churning.

The young man smiled at the four of them without arrogance or impatience.

"I'm here for a bet between us. Fan Qingsong said to the sturdy shopkeeper.

"Now, here, boy, I dare to say that my wine is better than all in the world!"

Fan Qingsong was calm and calm, and continued with a smile.

Better than all in the world!

When the four shopkeepers heard this, they immediately became calm.

Assi, this is simply a young and ignorant fanatic.

The third shopkeeper picked up the cup of tea and slapped it on the table.

"Better than all in the world! Then take it out and let me wait for the four brothers to taste it, and if it is indeed good wine, the bet will be fulfilled immediately." ”

"If it's just a matter of offending us, believe me, I'll personally throw you to the bottom of Xingjian Lake to feed the fish. ”

As the third shopkeeper spoke, he gathered an energy ball in the middle of his left palm, and there were five small swords spinning in the energy ball, releasing the absolute momentum of his own sword sect peak.

Obviously, the implication is the current situation.

Only when Fan Qingsong takes out the wine can he get a certificate.

Fan Qingsong naturally opened the black box, and there was an ordinary small ceramic wine jar in the black box, and Fan Qingsong opened the lid on the wine jar.

The wine is fragrant and pungent.

The four shopkeepers all wrinkled their nostrils, and the strong aroma of wine made people very intoxicated.

The wine was clear and full of hops.

The eyes of the four shopkeepers widened at this moment, staring at the wine glasses tightly.