The Sword Dynasty - 374. Chapter 373

The carriage returns to the ink garden.

I haven’t rested for a few days, but Jing Liuli was in a very strange state along the way.

She seems to have forgotten exhaustion.

She always seemed to exude a layer of faint fluorescence. This layer of fluorescence was like a peerless sword. After the initial sharpness of the sword was exposed, the light gradually became no longer dazzling, and became lustrous.

She and Ding Ning are both important figures in Changling at this moment. I don’t know how many powerful practitioners’ eyes will linger on her and Ding Ning along the way. Naturally, some of them can detect this subtle change in aura.

These people began to be shocked.

They wondered what happened in the osmanthus forest in Liu Gongjiang’s residence, and what caused Jing Liuli to suddenly undergo such a change.

They looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree that was placed on the carriage, and the huge mass of soil at the root of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. Even many people didn’t understand how Jing Liuli did it.

However, they can all be sure that Jing Liuli’s temperament change from the beginning of entering Changling City to this time, especially at this time in a kind of epiphany, is all because of Ding Ning.

“Sometimes I really have to take it.”

A young man stood in an alley, looking at the carriage returning to Moyuan, his eyes became more and more respectful, and finally bowed and saluted the carriage seriously.

This young man was also a character in the talent list, but he was not ranked high enough in the talent list, and he was eliminated before the final sword test in the Minshan Sword Club. At this time, Jing Liuli and Ding Ning did not even notice his existence, but he saluted Ding Ning and Jing Liuli so seriously, out of pure admiration and respect.

Teenagers of his age tend to worship heroes more.

Although he was a competitor in the Minshan Sword Fair, Ding Ning, who fought for the division after the Minshan Sword Fair ended, and now avenged Xue Wangxu, was a hero in his eyes.

And his attitude naturally represents the attitude of the vast majority of young people in Changling.

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Jing Liuli didn’t make a sound all the way, and when the carriage carried the sweet-scented osmanthus tree into the ink garden, the faint fluorescence of Jing Liuli’s body gradually faded, and then she turned her head and looked at Ding Ning who was sitting calmly, and asked Said: “What’s in the soil under this tree?”

The rest of the people did not understand Ding Ning’s approach, they only thought that entering the osmanthus forest and digging out such an osmanthus flower were related to the practice of Jing Liuli. However, through all the previous details, Jing Liuli can be sure that in the soil under this osmanthus tree, There should be something very important to Ding Ning, which is related to his breakthrough in cultivation.

Ding Ning raised her head and glanced at her. Before she spoke, Jing Liuli had already seen the meaning in his eyes and said directly to Ding Ning: “I will know in the future, right?”

Ding Ning couldn’t help but smile, then nodded, and said: “I think what you need to consider most is not mine.”

Jing Liuli also glanced at him, and said, “Do you want to make medicine for you?”

“I’ll talk about it in three days.” Ding Ning shook his head.

Jing Liuli gave a soft hum, looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree behind Ding Ning, and said, “Do you handle it yourself?”

Ding Ning nodded and said, “I will handle it myself.”

Jing Liuli didn’t say anything any more. When the carriage stopped at the door of the deepest courtyard in Moyuan, she walked off the front of the carriage, and then walked towards her resting room without looking back.

Ding Ning knew her temperament very well. He didn’t even look at Jing Liuli, who hadn’t entered the house, but got out of the carriage and looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree quietly.

This sweet-scented osmanthus tree injured a lot of rhizomes, and all the roots deep into the soil were cut off. It’s already difficult to survive this year, and it’s even more impossible to bloom. It’s just that this sweet-scented osmanthus tree many years ago , Is the most prosperous plant in the entire forest.

Many years ago, someone met a woman from Jiaodong County in this osmanthus forest.

The man was amazed by the beauty and talent of the woman, and the woman fell in love with the man at first sight.

The man thought he could stay with the woman for a lifetime.

Later, the man met many friends who were sympathetic to each other, and often went to the wine shop where the sweet-scented osmanthus forest was used to make wine.

Drink fine wine and fight the world.

Everything seems so perfect.

One day the man had a whim, stole the best jar of the new wine in the wine shop, put some elixir that can make the taste of the wine more beautiful, and then buried the jar of wine in the plant. Under the most colorful sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

The years are waiting for aging.

The man wanted to wait until the wedding banquet between him and the woman before secretly taking out the jar of wine, giving the wine shop owner and all his confidants a surprise.

However, the wine is not old, the person is no longer.

The woman from Jiaodong County became the mistress of Changling and the queen of the Qin Dynasty.

That person and many friends who cherished each other, all died in the battle in Changling.

The wine shop also disappeared.

Many more important things are already unrememberable, not to mention that this altar is just a whim, trivial, and icing on the cake.

This is a wedding wine that has long been completely forgotten.

Perhaps nothing has changed back then, and this jar of wine may not be remembered by anyone.

However, because of revenge, this altar of wine appeared again.

Ding Ning made a sword.

The front end of the last flower remnant sword was scattered into countless sword threads, gently deepening into the soil under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

These sword threads silently wrapped a gray wine jar sleeping in the soil, and then dragged the wine jar directly out of the soil.

The sword air radiating from the sword wire cleared all obstacles, and there were countless white flowers floating in the finely sprinkled soil.

The wine jar is not small.

Because at least enough for dozens of people to drink a bowl each.

The mud seal on the wine jar is very good, not even a trace of wine is coming out.

That person pursues the ultimate no matter what he does, but he can’t think of the future.

There was a soft snap.

Ding Ning smashed the mud seal with his palm.

There is only half a jar of golden liquor from the past.

Ding Ning raised his head.

More things that have disappeared from memory and the faces of some people flashed through his mind quickly.

“Respect you.”

He said this softly, retracted the sword, held up the wine jar with one hand, and poured the wine directly into his mouth.

He gulped alcohol.

The taste of this jar of wine is really wonderful.

The best sweet-scented osmanthus brew back then and the wonderful aroma of those elixir blended together strangely. The sweetness and sweetness of the throat feel like a fire, which is nothing more than the legendary fairy brew.

However, Ding Ning’s mouth was even more bitter than when he drank the medicinal soup before.

Back then, they were just some elixir for purely pursuing fragrance and taste. For that person and his friends, the gain to his cultivation was minimal, but for his cultivation realm today, it is so important.

As the drunkenness spread, the strong air currents continuously exploded in his body and rushed into his sea of anger.

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The fragrance of osmanthus, in fact, almost everyone likes it.

In the depths of the palace, the woman from Jiaodong County was sitting on the phoenix chair. She listened to the report of the middle-aged practitioner in yellow shirt outside the door, her perfect head slowly raised, seeming to have no human emotions in her eyes. Fall to the garden outside through a side window.

There are also several tall osmanthus trees there.

It’s just that, apart from a hint of surprise in her eyes, she is still cold and has no extra emotions.

She didn’t understand what it meant when Ding Ning and Jing Liuli went to the osmanthus forest to dig an osmanthus tree.

Because it’s too far away.

Because many things before so far were too small.

Where she met such a thing, she had already forgotten it, and had been quietly erased in her memory by the years.

She has long forgotten that piece of sweet-scented osmanthus forest.