Chapter 181: Exchange Life for Wine, Go to Xiao's House

After flying for several miles in one breath, Li Changxiao felt firsthand how difficult it was to obtain the essence. ░▒▓█►─═  ═─◄█▓▒░

There were dozens of checkpoints. Even if he used mortal martial arts and spiritual energy, his spiritual energy reserves at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage had been consumed several times. If he had not been able to replenish his spiritual energy, he would not have been able to pick up the leak.

Some of the checkpoints almost stumped him. For example, near the towering ancient trees, there was a dense forest called the Psychedelic Forest. There were countless illusions in it, which disturbed people's mentality. He was naturally not afraid of illusions, but there was actually a mottled giant leopard hidden deep in this level.

The leopard had the strength to reach the level of a god, and was in an illusion. He fought with Li Changxiao. After all, he was a demon clan, and his body was strong. After several rounds of fighting, Li Changxiao used Xuanyin to win and take the leopard's head.

The deeper he went, the more terrifying the disease became.

So, although it was easy to find a bargain, not everyone could get it. Even if he did, he would have to pay a huge price. At least no cultivator would want to get the extreme disease.

After escaping the giant python's pursuit, Li Changxiao flew on his sword at a very fast speed. It took him only more than ten days to reach the destination that would take him several months to walk. After obtaining the wood marrow, he did not plan to stay in the forest for long. He was really greedy. He had not drunk good wine for several months and was anxious. Of course, the spring and winter plum blossom wine in the dream space was still well preserved, but he was reluctant to give it up. He would only take it out and drink a few sips when he was too greedy or when he was depressed. Afterwards, he would reseal it with wax cloth and put it back in the dream space.

He had thought that if he could not find the original wood marrow on this trip, he would drink up all the spring and winter plum blossom wine in one breath to drown his sorrows. However, this wish was not fulfilled. He still could not bear to drink the world's fine wine that was getting less and less with every sip.

After flying to the edge and traveling for another month, he finally left the Endless Forest. This trip was quite successful. He had a full jar of original wood marrow, which was very large in quantity. It was rumored that Wang Jue used only six kinds of marrow to transform himself into a god with ten kinds of marrow, and each kind of marrow was only one or two drops. This was already a luxury in the world. He never thought that he would have this day. A full jar of original wood marrow would scare others if he told others about it.

Of course, that was in the past. Now, compared with the marrow and immortal marrow, it is not as good as the reform.

After finally leaving the Endless Forest, Li Changxiao immediately found a restaurant and had a good drink. However, when one foot stepped into the restaurant, he suddenly remembered that his money seemed to have been used up. This was already a common thing for him.

Although he was poor, he rarely worried about money. It was just that he had no money at the moment and could not afford to drink. He wandered at the door of the restaurant for a long time until the shopkeeper came out to drive people away. Unexpectedly, Li Changxiao felt a deep resentment from him. His eyes lit up. When the shopkeeper drove people away, he volunteered to say that he was good at martial arts and didn't know if the shopkeeper had any enemies. He could teach them a lesson in exchange for wine. It was wonderful.

The shopkeeper was stunned and immediately looked at the swordsman. At this glance, he was surprised. What a handsome man, not real, but in front of him. He also became interested and half-jokingly said, if you can solve the tiger head gang that oppresses the people and bullies the people, I will let you stay in my wine and food room.

The swordsman's eyes lit up, but he started to bargain and asked the shopkeeper if he could buy a jar of good wine on credit first. He liked to drink before, during, and after killing people because the strong smell of alcohol could cover the smell of blood.

The shopkeeper sighed, thinking that this guy was so arrogant and spoke as if it were true, so he asked someone to give the swordsman a jar of wine and sent him away quickly.

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The swordsman, who loved wine like his life, took a sip of the wine after seeing it, tasted it, and then carefully poured the wine into the wine gourd, just like an ordinary drunkard.

The shopkeeper was puzzled. It was common for Jianghu people to carry wine in gourds, but few people would carry two gourds with them. He asked curiously, why do you carry two wine gourds, what is the meaning of this?

The other party pondered for a moment, did not answer, took two sips of wine, waved his hand and left.

"Weird man." The shopkeeper looked at the back of the departing figure, returned to the restaurant, and continued to run his business.

The next day.

Just opened.

The swordsman from yesterday came again, asking for wine. On the way, he complained that there were too many people from the Tiger Head Gang, and the shopkeeper didn't tell him earlier. After killing the people, there was only a few sips left of the two taels of wine he brought with him.

The shopkeeper smiled helplessly, saying, "It's okay, just treat it as your treat. I don't expect this young swordsman to really kill the villains of the Tiger Head Gang. Just treat it as making friends in the martial arts world. If there is a loss, it's a loss. He asked the waiter to go to the wine kiln and get four jars of strong wine.

The swordsman was surprised. He thought he had to wait a little longer until the news spread before the wine would be delivered. He never thought that the shopkeeper was so generous. He smiled happily, filled the wine gourd, and there was still about half a jar left. He drank it all on the spot and went out with a big laugh.

Before leaving, he said some flattering words. He said that the shopkeeper was not bad. They met by chance, so he gave him some beautiful dreams.

The shopkeeper laughed and cursed. It was really complicated to meet such a weird person. He was obviously taken advantage of, but he was not angry.

Wait until the swordsman's figure gradually went away.

The shopkeeper suddenly realized that the crowd seemed to be gathering in one place, as if something big had happened.

He suddenly felt something in his heart, followed the crowd, and went to join in the fun. He found that after turning a few big corners, he was actually getting closer and closer to the mansion of the Tiger Head Gang.

"No way?" A thought flashed through his mind, and finally, he really stopped at the mansion of the Tiger Head Gang. He squeezed to the front, and was stopped by the constables, but he could see a little inside.

The scene inside came into his eyes.

He saw that all 72 Tiger Heads of the Tiger Head Gang were killed, cleanly and neatly, all with a sword in the throat.

72 lives.

All disappeared overnight.

The coroner who was examining the bodies inside commented with an unbelievable look on his face: "He is truly a god. Every sword strikes the throat, what a graceful swordsmanship. Look at the traces at the scene, one step for each person, without any dragging, and there is blood all over the ground, but there is no trace of the murderer's footprint."

The coroner sniffed, "And... I smelled a smell of alcohol on the 72 dead bodies, as if... the murderer deliberately sprayed a mouthful of alcohol before killing to cover up the bloody smell."

The shopkeeper was stunned on the spot, then laughed twice, and murmured: "Good swordsman, what a good swordsman."

However, when he carefully recalled the white-clothed swordsman, he found that the scene in his memory seemed to have been diluted.

Only the back figure of the departing figure was slightly clear.

The rest seemed like a dream within a dream.

"How strange." The shopkeeper murmured twice.

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Fifteen years after seeking change, October 9.

Red Domain Xiao Family.

A person who came to watch the fun came.