Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Xie Xiuwen's few words directly silenced the young man opposite.

Why does this feel wrong?

Wait, hundreds of jars of wine?

"Hundreds of jars!? Don't be kidding me. Don't you know? It will take me a thousand years or a year to brew such a jar. Eighty jars is about the same."

The young man couldn't bear it any longer and spoke directly.

Again, Xiu Xiewen was his friend, and most of the time, he didn't have to exercise any discretion.

However, it was also at this time that Xie Xiuwen's lips suddenly raised.

He was not bothered at all by anything like his son being trapped.

"I feel that a few hundred jars of wine is just right. We are brothers who share the same love and affection. Although I also know that there will probably be no problem with that boy. After all, our family has been a single family for generations. Oh, by the way, you even have a son. No, you can't understand my feeling as a father."

Xie Xiuwen already knew in his heart that the other party's low price was eighty dollars, but he felt that he could still squeeze more out of it.

It takes more than a thousand years to brew one jar, but if you brew more than 10,000 jars and then leave them for another thousand years, wouldn't this good wine come out?

Xie Xiuwen looked expectant.

You know, he is very bored here every day.

Now, I drink a jar every month and the old woman is not here yet. Oh, what a wonderful life.

Then ask the family members to send some dishes here to go with the wine.

Suddenly Xie Xiuwen felt that his life had reached a satisfactory level in all aspects.

After his own son entered the game, it might be, well, not very good, but well, that boy could just get some good exercise.

For a while, Xie Xiuwen had already thought about how he would spend the rest of his life.

However, the young man also felt helpless because of Xie Xiuwen's words, and his face turned even darker.

What does it feel like to be a father...

"Well, my son is a relative after all. Hey, it's really a big loss. After the game is played this time, whether it can be shared in a sufficient amount is another matter. One hundred jars of wine have been given away. I have a total of One hundred and thirty altars, all for you, what do you think?"...

When he saw Xie Xiuwen, he said he was his son.

The young man was too embarrassed to say anything more.

After all, this matter of his is actually not very glorious.

However, in the world of adults, not many people talk about right and wrong, but about something called interests.

Just as Xie Xiuwen thought, no matter how the final situation develops, his friend will definitely get some benefits in the end.

"Okay, it's settled, one hundred and thirty altars, one hundred and thirty altars, this matter is over, Lao Zhang, come and have a drink!"

Xie Xiuwen agreed without thinking. He originally planned to get one hundred altars, but unexpectedly, the other party directly gave him one hundred and thirty altars.

This amount was completely beyond his expectation.

But this is also a good thing. He feels that with more than a hundred bottles, he can drink a little more freely.

Although these wines are of some benefit to cultivation, for people at their level, those benefits are completely useless.

It can only be drank as an ordinary drink.

The young man is actually called Zhang Tianlong.

At this moment, Zhang Tianlong was a little confused.

He didn't expect that the expression on Xie Xiuwen's face would change so quickly. In the last second, he was sad, angry, and helpless. All the expressions on his face made him feel very embarrassed.

After all, Xie Xiuwen was the one who worked outside with him back then, and they supported each other until they reached this point today.

Although the relationship is not that of real brothers, it is better than that of real brothers.

But even so, Zhang Tianlong didn't react, and the expression on Xie Xiuwen's face suddenly became so calm.

"The one hundred and thirty altars..."

"As a cultivator, if you say that and violate it, aren't you afraid that your Taoist mind will be unstable?"

At this point, Xie Xiuwen didn't hide it at all.

Zhang Tianlong only reacted at this time.

"Are you bluffing me? Are you not worried about your son at all?"

Zhang Tianlong no longer cares about drinks or not.

He is really curious now.

You know, the game you set up can be said to be one link after another.

Although there are opportunities inside, there are also great dangers.

For those in the upper world, those dangers can lead to disaster if they are not careful.

Even if he is immortal, he will be trapped in that secret realm forever. When the secret realm is closed forever, the people who stay inside will automatically help him share a lot of cause and effect.

Also, all of the individual’s memories and practice techniques. Everything can be plundered by him.

This is one of the reasons why he set up this trap.

"Worry, I'm really not worried. If nothing else, that kid's life is relatively tough. Don't worry, he won't cause any trouble."

Xie Xiuwen was pleased with himself and took another sip of his drink.

Today is a really good day. Before I knew it, someone sent me something good.

"I...."

At this moment Zhang Tianlong also understood. Xie Xiuwen was rather greedy for the wine he brewed.

He forgot about this for a while because of Xie Xiuwen's son.

However, Zhang Tianlong felt a little headache when he thought that most of the batch he had just brewed was given away.

He drank the wine in the glass in front of him in one gulp.

"Speaking of which, do you think someone can really reach the realm of a true Immortal King?"

When thinking about this so-called immortal fate, Zhang Tianlong couldn't help but think of the legend about the Immortal King.

But Xie Xiuwen looked indifferent.

"I don't care about this. I'm thinking that if my boy can help me suppress this place within two thousand years, then I can go out again..."

When he said this, Xie Xiuwen looked at Zhang Tianlong seriously.

"Ah, indeed, last time I noticed that a new natural disaster place appeared in the upper world. Two thousand years later, we might as well go there and have fun."

"OK!"

Zhang Tianlong also had a smile on his face.

Then he realized that the wine in his glass had been drained.

His palm moved toward the half of the jar of wine on the table.

Just this touch, it was all empty.

"Ahem, Lao Zhang, do you still remember that we agreed just now that this half of the altar belongs to me."

Seeing Xie Xiuwen's expression of wanting to laugh but holding back, the corners of Zhang Tianlong's mouth twitched.