I just traveled through time and you told me that Taoism is gone?

At this time, Zhao Xuanling did not know that the crisis was approaching, and he and the Ma family and his son came to the wine shop early and sat inside chatting happily.

"Master, the wine you brought back is really amazing. It's much better than my bottle of wine."

Ma Yuan raised his wine glass and drank all the wine in one gulp, with a satisfied smile on his face.

"Ha, happy!"

Ma Li also followed Ma Yuan and drank all the wine in one gulp. After finishing the drink, he placed the wine glass heavily on the table and said:

"Damn it, Master, you don't know, it's impossible to survive in that shabby law enforcement hall. It's only been a few days, and I'm almost losing my mind."

Zhao Xuanling looked at the two brothers sitting opposite and smiled slightly:

"You opened them all for me to drink today!"

When they were at Ma Yuan Mali's house, the two brothers had to make a fuss to celebrate because they had succeeded in becoming a disciple.

Zhao Xuanling originally thought that he would wait until their bodies recovered, but the two brothers disagreed and insisted on today.

Coupled with the fact that Ma Zhanshan, an old and disrespectful guy, was following along and making noises, in the end, Zhao Xuanling was unable to defeat the three of them and came to the wine shop that he had been to before.

Watching Zhao Xuanling and the other two drinking and talking, Ma Zhanshan did not participate.

He was holding the booklet in his arms and reading it carefully with joy on his face.

Originally, Zhao Xuanling had no plans to pursue Ma Zhanshan, but looking at Ma Zhanshan's pitiful look, Zhao Xuanling had no choice but to pick out one of the exercises in his mind that was suitable for him and write it down for him.

Despite this, Ma Zhanshan still felt like he had found a treasure.

Of course, Zhao Xuanling did not ask Ma Zhanshan to become his disciple. After all, the age difference was too big, and Zhao Xuanling felt uncomfortable.

"Dad, please stop reading it now. You can read it slowly when you get home."

Ma Yuanyuan and Ma Zhanshan could not help but remind him as they were just reading.

But who knew that Ma Zhanshan didn't care at all and kept muttering:

"You drink first, and I'll take a look at it for a while. It's hard-won. It's hard-won."

Ma Yuan was speechless when he heard this, and said to Zhao Xuanling apologetically:

"I'm sorry, Master, my father is like this. He can't stop when he encounters something that interests him."

Zhao Xuanling smiled and waved his hands when he heard this and said:

"No problem."

Naturally, Zhao Xuanling would not be angry because of such a trivial matter. Besides, Zhao Xuanling was very happy that someone could care about Taoist things.

"Just ignore him, come on, keep drinking."

Ma Li's carefree personality is naturally not as careful as Ma Yuan's, and now he just wants to feed the alcohol worm in his belly.

Just as the three of them were picking up their wine glasses, the Longquan sword on the side suddenly buzzed, and then a stream of colorful light flew out and landed on Zhao Xuanling's shoulder.

Zhao Xuanling smiled gently when he saw this. He knew that the little guy was coming out without looking at him.

The colorful stream of light fell on Zhao Xuanling's shoulders, gradually transforming into the shape of a little guy.

The sudden appearance of the child startled Ma Yuanmali, and he almost spit out the wine in his mouth.

"Master, this child is..."

Zhao Xuanling looked at the two brothers and smiled helplessly. He didn't know how to explain it, so he could only say perfunctorily:

"This is a long story, let's talk about it later."

After saying that, Zhao Xuanling took the little guy down and put him on his lap.

Looking at the little guy with sleepy eyes, Zhao Xuanling smiled faintly and said:

"hungry?"

The little guy nodded:

"Hungry…"

The food hasn't been served yet, so Zhao Xuanling can only pick up the wine glass and hand it to the little guy.

The little guy was very happy when he saw this. He took the wine glass skillfully and drank it in one gulp.

This scene frightened Ma Yuanmali.

"Master, are you giving him alcohol at such a young age? Is that okay?"

"Others may not be able to do it, but he can definitely do it."

Zhao Xuanling smiled and poured the little guy another glass.

Ma Ma became interested when he saw that such a young child drank alcohol without hesitation.

"Little guy, what's your name?"

Ma Li's originally unintentional words made Zhao Xuanling and the little guy stunned.

After spending so long with the little guy, Zhao Xuanling didn't think of giving the little guy a name.

So it's time to come up with a name.

But this stumped Zhao Xuanling. This was not Zhao Xuanling's strong suit.

Although he had almost learned all the Taoist arts, he had never learned the art of naming.

After thinking for a long time, Zhao Xuanling couldn't figure out the reason, so he had to ask Ma Yuanma for help.

"He doesn't have a name yet, how about we come up with one together?"

"Okay, okay, but this kid should have a last name, right?"

"I think he is following Master, so why not take Master's last name? You see he looks white and fat, so why not call him Zhao Baipang?"

Ma Li said with a smile.

As soon as the name Ma Li came out, the two people instantly rolled their eyes.

Zhao Baipang? Is this a personal name?

"Get out of here, don't embarrass yourself with your intelligence."

Ma Yuan looked at Ma Li with some disgust and said sarcastically.

"Tch, you can do it. I really don't believe you can come up with a better name than me."

Ma Li curled his lips and said unconvinced.

Ma Yuan was too lazy to pay attention to him, looked at Zhao Xuanling and said:

"Master, if my guess is correct, this little guy is your sword spirit, right?"

Zhao Xuanling didn't hide anything and nodded.

"In that case, I think it's better for you to pick the name yourself."

When Zhao Xuanling heard this, he looked at the little guy in his arms. In fact, when Ma Yun and Ma Li were arguing just now, Zhao Xuanling had an idea in his mind.

"Since he is a sword spirit and is surrounded by five-colored lights, as bright as a star, how about calling him the sword star?"

Zhao Xuanling said.

"Sword Star? What a name!"

Ma Yuan nodded and praised after hearing this.

"Sword Star? I think it's not as down-to-earth as my Zhao Baipang."

Ma Ma curled his lips, a little unhappy that Zhao Xuanling did not adopt his opinion.

Zhao Xuanling ignored him, lowered his head and said to the little guy:

"How about you call me Jianxing from now on?"

"Jianxing... sounds nice... my name is Jianxing."

The little guy was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then he clapped his hands happily and said.

"Master, ask him how he likes the name Zhao Baipang, what if he likes it?"

Zhao Xuanling shook his head helplessly when he heard this, and asked reluctantly:

"What do you think of the name Zhao Baipang?"

"Pooh!"

The little guy didn't hesitate for a second after hearing it, and he immediately made a sound of disgust.

"Hahaha…"

The little guy's reaction caused everyone to burst into laughter, except Ma Li who looked embarrassed.

"Okay, it's decided. From now on, your first name will be Jianxing and your nickname will be Xiaoxing."

Zhao Xuanling looked at Xiaoxing and said dotingly.

Even Zhao Xuanling himself may not have noticed that his feelings for Xiaoxing are getting deeper and deeper.

After confirming the names, the three adults and one child started drinking and chatting again.

"Where's the boss! Come out! Ma Liu served me good wine and good food, but if you don't serve me well, I'll tear down your little shabby shop!"

While Zhao Xuanling and others were drinking and talking, the door of the tavern was suddenly kicked open, an inappropriate voice sounded, and then three people dressed as Taoist priests walked in from the outside.