Xia Lu's words made the young man stunned for a moment, and then he turned back with a smile.

"This brother, have you heard of my ancestors?"

Although Xia Luo is very famous, the people around Xia Luo seem to be only one Xia Sichou.

And part of the reason why the Xia family was able to sit so smoothly was because the Xia family insisted that they were the descendants of Xia Sichou.

As for Liu Anran, because this guy doesn't stay in Kyoto City all year round, there are still very few people who know such a number one person.

After carefully looking at the young man in front of him for a while, he slowly muttered to himself.

"There are indeed some similarities with Liu Anran, I remember that among those inheritances at that time, there was indeed a ...... that made medicinal wine."

But having said that, looking at the patches on this clothes, the young man whose face has become ugly because he has not eaten meat for a long time is really a little incomprehensible.

How can you get to this point?

Thinking of this, he said to Liu Mengqing.

"No matter how Liu Anran says it, he is also a generation of champions, why have his descendants fallen to you?"

Who knew that as soon as he heard Xia Luo's words, Liu Mengqing showed bitterness on his face.

"To tell you the truth, our family was still very wide before, but unfortunately after moving to Kyoto, there were some accidents, and now we can only make a living by selling this medicine and wine."

The family is in the middle of the road, this is very common, and it is also very ordinary, although it happens to the Liu family, although it makes people feel more concerned, but it is also reasonable.

Xia Luo no longer talked nonsense, but snatched the wine jar in Liu Mengqing's hand and poured a bowl directly.

"It's so unpleasant."

To be honest, this wine has a bitter texture and an unbearable aftertaste, which is really unpleasant.

Why did you give away such a inheritance at that time?

Now that I think about it, this Liu Mengqing's downfall has a little to do with him, so he decided to help out.

Seeing Xia Luo's face, Liu Mengqing immediately understood something, and hurriedly explained.

"This wine is for people who practice martial arts, it is used to reconcile internal forces, and it can also heal ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Xia Luo waving his hand.

Of course, Xia Luo knows the function of this wine, as a medicinal wine, this is undoubtedly the best, which can not only help cultivate true qi, but also treat some internal injuries caused by martial arts practice or martial arts competitions.

The reason why it can't be sold is only because of the problem of sales channels.

was about to leave disappointed, but he listened to Xia Luo.

"As you said, this wine is for those who practice martial arts, and even if you get the permission of this shopkeeper to sell it here, you will not be able to sell it."

"How's that to be? Don't hide it from my brother, I still have a family at home, and I really don't have any money, so I won't be able to open the pot in a few days, so I want to pass on the family's craftsmanship......"

"The aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys."

Xia Luo just said lightly, then took out a Zhenwu Rapid Pill, scraped off a little powder from it and integrated it into the wine.

"Brother Tai, what are you doing?"

"If you want to get rich, listen to me, this is a very magical elixir, as long as you put such a little bit in your medicinal wine, your medicinal wine can bring great benefits to the martial artist, and this elixir, I can give you a few."

But you have to make sure that you can only add a little bit of it to the medicated wine at a time, probably as much as I just added, and a little more will kill you, you know? ”

"Dead people? Then I don't dare ......."

"Don't talk nonsense, if you add a little less, you won't be able to die."

Xia Luo said and took another sip, although it was still the same unpleasant, but the speed of the true qi in his body was slightly accelerated.

Although the effect is not very great, it is definitely enough for the cultivation needs of those congenitally weak chickens.

Seeing that Xia Luo had nothing to do after drinking, Liu Mengqing took a few pills suspiciously.

"You go to the door of those martial arts halls to sell them, saying that they can help cultivate internal strength, and if someone drives you out, you will change to another ......"

After Liu Mengqing left the tavern, he was still a little unclear.

He looked at the jar of wine he was holding in his arms, and his heart was full of slander.

"Is this little pill really so powerful?"

But people are curious, and once they are curious about something, they will try it.

So he went directly to the door of a martial arts hall and began to sell.

After a short time, he was directly driven away.

Thinking of what Xia Luo said, he didn't believe in evil and changed to a martial arts hall, and he was honored to be driven away again.

Fortunately, the most important thing in Kyoto City today is the Budokan, and after changing more than a dozen in succession, he finally stopped at the door of a Budokan with a very good reputation.

It is said that this martial arts hall is very powerful, and the owner of the hall is a master of a half-step grandmaster, only one step away from the grandmaster, but unfortunately he is old, and he may not be able to step into the realm of the grandmaster in this life.

Despite this, the half-step grandmaster is also a very powerful person, and in this Kyoto City, except for the grandmaster with less than ten people, it can also be said to be one of the best.

In addition to his strength, he also taught a good scimitar kung fu, not only that, but he also often took in some orphans with martial arts qualifications to study in the martial arts hall without charging tuition.

After selling it for a day, although no one from this martial arts hall came out to drive him away, no one came out to buy it.

Just as the sun was setting and he was about to go home, an old man walked out.

"Little brother, is your wine really so magical?"

"Really, the ancestral secret method is brewed, and it is of great benefit to those who practice martial arts, and Xia Luo Sword Immortal practiced martial arts back then, and he drank this wine!"

This old man's name is Ling Hao, and he is one of the many adopted sons adopted by Ling Xi back then.

From an early age, he was taught to look at the world with kindness and generosity.

"Master, this is a liar, how many ...... are like this now?"

A disciple next to him was about to remind his master, but was interrupted by Ling Hao.

"I see that this little brother is full of righteousness between his eyebrows, how can he be such a frame person?"

Hearing this, Liu Mengqing's face turned red, as if he felt embarrassed, and was about to close the stall and leave.

But Ling Hao stopped him.

"Little brother, don't go, if it's really as magical as you said when you put it for sale, a hundred copper plates are not expensive."

As he spoke, he took out a money bag and handed it to him, "You order?" ”

Liu Mengqing, who sold the wine, was overjoyed and hurriedly waved his hand and said.

"No, no, no."

After saying that, he hurried towards the location of the market, as if he wanted to buy something.

Seeing Liu Mengqing like this, Ling Hao shook his head.

"Alas, can I not see that he is a liar? However, with such a clumsy deception, it must be very difficult for ordinary people, so let's help if we can. ”

After speaking, he didn't care about handing the jar of medicinal wine in his hand to one of his apprentices.

"Don't you love to drink? I smell the aroma of this wine quite a lot, and it's still a good wine with a hundred copper plates, so it's cheap for you. ”

The disciple was speechless.

It is said that it is a good wine for a hundred copper plates, but who knows how much money that crook spent to get it?

However, in the face of the master's gift, as a disciple, it is difficult to say anything, so I can only thank the master head-on.

"No thanks, you are old, if you can reach the innate realm as soon as possible, it will be the greatest thank you to me."

In the evening, the disciple looked at the jar of wine and happened to be a little thirsty, so he directly hugged it and drank it.

As soon as he swallowed the wine, he stuck out his tongue.

"It's so bitter, what kind of thing is this, dare to sell a hundred copper plates, dare to come tomorrow, you have to arrest and report to the official!"

After saying it angrily, he lay down on the bed and prepared for sleep.

But when he fell asleep, he felt a restlessness in the dantian, and in line with this restlessness, he actually began to meditate and cultivate while half-asleep, trying to break through the innate realm.

The next day, when he was really sober, he was dumbfounded.

"Master, I've broken through to the innate level! That jar of wine can really help with cultivation! ”