Don't say it, don't look at Little Lori's mother who hasn't seen An Wenxuan, but the clothes she makes are good, and the size fits just right. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After changing, An Wenxuan shouted outside the door: "Come in, I'm done changing." ”

As soon as the words fell, little Lori rushed in: "Ah, you look so good in this dress." ”

An Wenxuan turned around and smiled: "Yes, the size is just right, thank you mother for me." ”

Wearing this leather armor, An Wenxuan really has a feeling of heroism.

"What do you usually do?"

Little Lori thought for a while and said, "Help mom do some work, and then follow grandpa for a walk." ”

"But as soon as those grandfathers saw me, didn't they just pluck out a few of their beards!" muttered Lori.

His injuries are not healed yet, and he is also very curious about the dwarf clan, so he said to Little Lori: "Can you take me around?"

As soon as she said wandering, Xiao Lori's eyes lit up at that time, and she hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, I'm familiar with this place!"

So Xiao Lori was in front and An Wenxuan was behind, and the two began to wander around. The dwarves here are very hospitable, and they are warmly invited when they see An Wenxuan.

This is the center of the Kagal Mountains, Hammer Mountain, and the dwarves are just below this mountain, digging out an underground city called "Hammer City". Their caves are generally not high, only about one meter and a half, which is enough for dwarves, but for An Wenxuan, they are a little shorter.

But inside is refreshing, comfortable, and cleaned by the dwarves. The dwarves sleep on the ground, and the ground is dried on a wood fire to make it hot, and then a layer of straw is spread on top of it, so that it is dry and comfortable to sleep.

Another dwarf's favorite is to drink, dwarves like to drink, and they are addicted to alcohol, so the dwarves' winemaking skills are also very good. An Wenxuan and Xiao Lori came to a dwarf house in front of the cave, there was a dwarf woman making wine, the mellow aroma of wine wafted everywhere, and it could be smelled from a distance.

Little Lori stepped forward and greeted: "Aunt Zhuofu, where are you making wine again, I can smell the aroma of your wine from a long distance." "Looks like a greedy cat.

Dwarves drink alcohol, young and old, and they have a natural love for wine, and the more they drink, the more energetic they become. Looking at the little Lori's greedy cat, the middle-aged woman's face was full of doting, and she handed it to the little Lori with a large spoonful.

Little Lori took the spoon, put it to her mouth and drank it, and after a while, a big spoon was at the bottom. Little Lori wiped her mouth with her cuffs, and said with some unfinished words: "Aunt Zhuofu, the wine you brewed is so delicious!"

The woman who was called Aunt Zhuofu was even more happy when she heard others praise her wine for being delicious: "Little glutton, if you want to drink in the future, come to Aunt Zhuofu, and keep it so that you can drink enough." ”

As she spoke, Aunt Zhuo Fu handed over a big spoon to An Wenxuan, and said with a smile: "Drink, you are the child who fell from the sky, you look so cute." ”

An Wenxuan nodded, knowing that the dwarves liked the wine praised by others the most, and they didn't like the wine they gave out to be rejected, so he took the wine.

Smelling the aroma of the wine, An Wenxuan was also a little moved, and he also drank it in a big gulp, the wine was dry and hot, like a hot current approaching his throat, just like the fruit wine in his previous life, An Wenxuan couldn't help but praise: "Good wine!"

Seeing An Wenxuan drink all his wine in one go, Aunt Zhuo Fu smiled even more happily, of course, An Wenxuan also took the opportunity to exchange winemaking experience with Aunt Zhuo Fu, An Wenxuan is inspirational to spread Chinese wine culture to the world. An Wenxuan took out the beer brewed by the vampire mage Ruan Bing (Chen Ying) and gave it to Aunt Zhuo Fu and Little Lori to taste, and it was unanimously praised.

An Wenxuan and Aunt Zhuo Fu not only spoke, but also did it themselves, Aunt Zhuo Fu's ale wine after the fermentation and purification process, Aunt Zhuo Fu's ale wine was significantly improved to a grade, which made Aunt Zhuo Fu very happy, and also recognized An Wenxuan as a friend of the dwarf, said goodbye to Aunt Zhuo Fu, and the two continued to walk.

After a while, he came to the door of a big man's house, this big man was very burly, his skin was darker than that of a normal dwarf, and his two arms were as thick as ordinary people's calves.

The sound of "jingling" kept coming from the big man.

"This is Uncle Nobion's house. ”

Little Lori smiled and explained to An Wenxuan: "Uncle Nobion is a good iron striker, and the weapon he makes can easily penetrate the skin of a black bear. ”

Obviously, the little Lori admires this Uncle Nobion very much, the big man holds a large pair of pliers in his left hand, a red-hot soldering iron is clamped between the pliers, and it is difficult for him to hold a large hammer half a meter long in his right hand. This hammer is dark and shiny, pointed at the top and bottom at the bottom, and the hammer is much larger than that held by ordinary dwarves, but it is as light as a weight in the hands of the big man.

The big man's arm bent, and the explosive force reached the arm, and the hammer smashed the soldering iron, which was smashed and deformed, and sparks splashed everywhere. Dahan was very focused, obviously not finding An Wenxuan and Xiao Lori who were approaching.

Xiao Lori made a silent gesture to An Wenxuan, and then secretly ran behind the big man, who was striking the iron seriously and didn't notice it. The big man fought for a long time, the soldering iron was about to form, it was the shape of a scimitar, little Lori ran to the back of the big man, and pretended to be quiet: "Guess who I am?"

The big man laughed and said, "Little Lori, don't make trouble, you've played countless times." ”

Xiao Lori reluctantly took her hand back, and ran to An Wenxuan's side indignantly and said, "It's really boring, I guessed it at once."

Little Lori looked at Dahan with unkind eyes, obviously dissatisfied with Dahan's guessing, pouting, and looking sullen. Zhuo Bien took out a small thing like a hairpin like a trick and shook it in front of little Lori: "Who is this good for?"

Little Lori snatched the hairpin into her own hand: "I forgive you this time, don't take it as an example." ”

Holding the hairpin and playing with it, he didn't introduce it to An Wenxuan, seeing that little Lori was only interested in playing with the hairpin, An Wenxuan had to introduce himself and said: "Under An Wenxuan." ”

In this way, it made Nobien embarrassed, scratched his head, and said honestly: "Come in and sit." ”

An Wenxuan took out the liquor brewed by the Chilian fairy Li Mochou (Chen Hong) and gave it to Nobien as a gift. After staying at Nobion's house for a while, An Wenxuan and Little Lori left, and then under the leadership of Little Lori, the entire dwarf tribe was roughly walked.

For the people of the dwarf tribe no matter what, they opened the way with wine, and they were familiar with their faces.

The dwarves were unexpectedly enthusiastic, almost every time they went to a house, they would greet the two warmly, and An Wenxuan saw the simplicity and innocence in these dwarves. There are no rights, no desires, just the most sincere feelings between people.

On a hill bag a little bigger than a small mound, An Wenxuan and Xiao Lori sat side by side. The hill is covered with green, there are many plants, and the grass grows tenaciously, and the wind blows, shaking his head gently.

According to Lori, you can clearly see what is happening to the dwarves here.

Sitting on the small earthen bag, looking far away, everything of the dwarves is in full view, Aunt Zhuofu is happily brewing wine, and any dwarves passing by will have a drink at her, and then leave satisfied.

Nobion was clanging a soldering iron, a piece of iron that had been jet black, and under Nobion's superb technology, it had been transformed into all kinds of weapons, shields, etc.

The Great Elder and the Second Elder were sitting in a sunny place, chatting, drinking the wine they had taken from An Wenxuan as they spoke.

Occasionally, the two old men stood up violently because of something, their faces were red, and they even had a tendency to fight, but after a glass of wine, the two of them got better again after a while.

The Seven Elders of the Dwarven Clan were leading a group of young people to boast about how powerful they were when they were young, how they captured a big black bear in their lives, and how they escaped from danger under the claws of a cracked tiger......

The prime of the dwarves were walking into the interior of the mountains, their task was to hunt and catch enough food for today, and a pair of majestic dwarves, dressed in leather armor and carrying hammers and axes about the same height as themselves, shuttled through the mountains and jungles.

Although the dwarf is not tall, he is not stupid at all, carrying a large hammer of one or two hundred pounds, and he can be as agile as an ape in the jungle. One can run a long way, they are the main force of the dwarf race, all of them are standard warriors, An Wenxuan estimates that any one of them has at least the strength of the fourth order warrior or above.

The strength of the fourth to sixth orders is not a top master, but have you ever thought about it, the dwarves are all warriors, and even women can pick up a few hundred catties of things casually. There are more than a dozen dwarves in a race, and these hundreds of thousands of people are all warriors, not ordinary civilians, and what a terrifying fighting force it will be if they put on battle armor!

Moreover, there are dozens of dwarven races in the Divine Continent, and what is the concept of millions of middle-level warriors? I'm afraid it is not an exaggeration to say that they are invincible! Fortunately, dwarves are peace-loving races, and they are not easy to fight, otherwise the pattern of this continent will probably have to be changed.

Older dwarves drink and chat, middle-aged dwarves are busy hunting, dwarven women are brewing good wine, and dwarven children are playing and playing. A scene of family harmony and happiness.

The clouds on the horizon went and came, changing shapes in the air, sometimes like galloping horses, sometimes like docile sheep. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the faces of each dwarf, and the dwarf's slightly rough cheeks were filled with a rustic atmosphere in the warm sunlight.

After a long day's work, it was time to rest, when the smoke of the cooking stove rose, and when it was time for the dwarves to eat supper, the young men who were hunting had returned. A group of threes and twos, carrying their prey, could be seen from the smiles on their faces that today's harvest was quite fruitful.

The smell of food wafts throughout the dwarven tribes, and the dwarves live happily together. The surrounding trees were covered with green leaves, and the leaves were green, and they were also very happy, perhaps the land under the trees was more fertile.

The trees stood straight, like rows of steel warriors, and the dwarves had cut down the trees near the cave to make room for them to live. It's like a paradise, there is no strife, no fame or fortune, everything is for the most basic human function - survival.

Although the dwarves do not have that kind of colorful life, their life is very simple, and even boring, but they live freely and really. There is no need to fight for fame and fortune, fratricide. Looking at it, An Wenxuan felt that the world around him was different, the speed of the dwarves slowed down, and every detail was clearly visible.

Even when the breeze blows, An Wenxuan can feel the existence of the wind, it is no longer the kind of ethereal, but a real existence. I can't see it, but I can really feel it, and I can clearly feel the trajectory of the wind and the rhythm of the wind. Everything around is clearer, as if you are a part of this heaven and earth, and you have become one with this heaven and earth.

Due to the comfortable environment, Little Lori drank a lot of beer, and fell asleep next to An Wenxuan, sleeping very sweetly, and faintly seeing a smile on the corner of her mouth, obviously having some happy dreams.

The village also began to be lively, the dwarves lived in groups, so they ate together, it was very lively, lit a pile of firewood, the dwarves sat around, drinking the sweet and fiery wine presented by An Wenxuan, and loudly discussing what happened today.

This time, An Wenxuan took out the liquor brewed by the Chilian fairy Li Mochou (Chen Hong), the ecstasy brewed by Nie Xiaoqian (Wang Zuxian), the charm brewed by Mrs. Ma Kang Min (Zhang Xinyu), the flame brewed by Shura Daoqin Red Cotton (Peng Dan), and the sentiment brewed by Li Qingluo (Wang Xuanyu) were all taken out and given to the dwarves to taste.

Looking at the image of dwarf nature in harmony, unconsciously, An Wenxuan's hands were naturally tied with various strange seals like an old monk.

At the same time as the seal of "Human Law Dao, Dao Law Heaven, Heavenly Law Natural ......" was sealed, the words of implicit truth came out of An Wenxuan's mouth.

"Boom" An Wenxuan's mind suddenly became much clearer, and some free energy in the surrounding air surged towards An Wenxuan, and these energies did not belong to any kind.

I don't know any kind of energy on the mainland, because this is the power of the soul, and this power is constantly converging towards An Wenxuan's body as if it is being pulled by something. An Wenxuan's injured soul is recovering at a rapid speed at the moment, and after this time, An Wenxuan's soul power may go to a higher level!

A sense of realization rose in my heart, whether it was a past life or a present life, but it was all in accordance with the trajectory of the Heavenly Dao, closer to nature. Just like every movement of a person, there is a trajectory of the Heavenly Dao in it, but the strength of this trajectory is just the strength of this trajectory, and human cultivation is just imitating the trajectory of the Heavenly Dao.

If it's right, then it's going to be amazing, just like a person, why do you do the same action, some people are cool, and some people are miserable? It's because that person imitates the trajectory that is most like the way of heaven!

The way of heaven is ethereal and untraceable, but it is real and ubiquitous. Everything around has changed dramatically, and everything has become a mysterious trajectory. It's just that these tracks are jerky and difficult to understand, and they often look smooth at first, and when they look at it again, they change their appearance and become intricate.

Looking at these ever-changing trajectories, An Wenxuan's heart rose with a clear understanding: "There is no trace of the Heavenly Dao, but it is contained in the Dao. ”

The way is good, the way is very good! The name is famous, the name is very famous!

Little Lori was sleeping fragrantly, An Wenxuan didn't disturb her, took off her coat and covered it with little Lori, picked up Little Lori and strode towards the place where the dwarves lived.

It was dark and I didn't see the little Lori come back, and the people of the dwarf clan were already in a hurry, and the Great Elder even sent a few young dwarves to look for it. Fortunately, as soon as they were about to get up, An Wenxuan came back with little Lori in his arms.

The dwarves who were eating around all stopped and looked at An Wenxuan with strange expressions, to be precise, An Wenxuan should be holding little Lori.

Not only were the dwarven clansmen surprised, but the Great Elder also felt incredible, he had given An Wenxuan a divine pill, but didn't the ancestor say that the divine power effect of the divine pill would take a long time to be absorbed.

According to the genealogy, it took five years for the dwarves who took the elixir to absorb the best dwarves, and it took five years to absorb all the medicinal power in the elixir, thus becoming a famous strong man in the dwarf genealogy. How did An Wenxuan in front of him absorb it so quickly? Just when the great elder of the dwarf clan was puzzled, An Wenxuan had already handed over the little loli to her mother.

Little Lori's mother is a dwarf who looks very loving, with slightly better skin than other dwarf women, and after taking over Little Lori, she also thanked An Wenxuan. An Wenxuan also took the opportunity to say thank you to others, after all, the clothes on his body were still made by others.

The Seventh Elder of the Dwarf Clan had already walked up, patted An Wenxuan's shoulder and said, "Boy, your wine is really strong! We need a lot of large quantities, how much can you provide?"

While holding a wine jar, he circled around An Wenxuan a few times, drinking as he turned, and was amazed.

Seeing that the two of them had come back safely, the Great Elder didn't ask much, and said with concern, "Wen Xuan, are your injuries healed?"

"En," An Wenxuan nodded. Then he said: "Thank you for the elixir given by the elders, and save the boy's life." ”

An Wenxuan still admires the dwarven clan's spirit of saving people, just imagine how many people will use the treasures of the clan to save a person of unknown origin? Look at the earth now, no one even dares to step forward to help the old man when he falls, and he is still hurt when he is not recognized for his righteous and courageous deeds!!

The Great Elder stroked his gray beard with his hand and said with a smile, "Okay, since it's okay, let's stay here for a while! ”

The Seven Elders next to him came over and also persuaded: "Yes, yes, you kid don't have to be afraid, our dwarf clan's weapons and armor are the best." Patting his chest, the Seventh Elder assured loudly, and then poured another sip of wine.

An Wenxuan replied with a smile: "Since that's the case, that kid will bother for a while." , Wang's partner should also be here, how to trade, let them talk, Wang Ke just wants to enjoy the peaceful life of the dwarf race. ”

The dwarves here are enthusiastic and sincere, and they are very impressive to An Wenxuan, if there is nothing to do, An Wenxuan would rather stay here for the rest of his life.

They had a meal with the dwarven clansmen and had a good conversation, and the Seventh Elder regarded An Wenxuan as a good buddy. There was no other reason, during the meal, the Seventh Elder kept pouring wine for An Wenxuan, and at first he was glared at by the Great Elder, so he didn't dare.

An Wenxuan naturally couldn't let the Seven Elders be deflated, and besides, he still had a certain amount of confidence in this body, the Great Elder was afraid that An Wenxuan wouldn't be able to drink it at first, but when he saw that An Wenxuan had nothing to do with the wine, he was relieved, so An Wenxuan and the Seven Elders drank bowl after bowl.

In the end, An Wenxuan didn't know how many cups he had drunk, and drank all the seven elders before he returned to the tall cave where he lived.

If there was still some gap between these elders and An Wenxuan before, after this wine, they had already accepted An Wenxuan from the bottom of their hearts.