Young White Horse: The Poison Sword Master of the Wen Family, Shocking the Apocalypse

"It's really a good wine, cousin, you should try it too!"

Baili Dongjun handed the emerald jade wine gourd to Wen Yanzhao beside him.

Wen Yanzhao did not refuse. After all, this was the only twelve-year-old wine in the young White Horse world. This was the only time he could have it, and there would be no more!

As the wine goes down my throat, I get three flavors, which is truly extraordinary.

If you want to drink wine better than this pot of Qiulubai, you can only wait for Baili Dongjun to brew something better...

Wen Yanzhao just tasted it briefly:

"I don't know much about wine, but this 12-year-old Qiulubai is worthy of the name. It is indeed the best wine in the world."

"Cousin, this pot of wine is very precious. It's not easy to taste it. I'll leave the rest to you..."

Baili Dongjun happily took the wine gourd:

"Thank you, cousin!"

The guests and Master Xie from Diaolou looked at the two cousins ​​in the hall with their mouths wide open.

One is made of jade and looks very noble;

One has sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, cold and elegant;

Master Xie was somewhat unwilling, after all, he relied on his own cultivation in the Ninth Heaven Realm and his own martial arts skills.

I have lived in this small watchtower for forty years, and was only defeated by Mr. Li from the Jixia Academy. However, although I lost, I still won honor.

He opened his mouth and asked:

"Your Excellency is an expert in swordsmanship, but Master Xie is inferior to you. Since you two gentlemen have already drunk this pot of Autumn Dew White from me, could you please leave your names?"

Wen Yanzhao cupped his hands:

"Thank you for the fine wine, senior. I am Wen Yanzhao from the Lingnan Wen family!"

Baili Dongjun raised his head:

"I am the little tyrant of Qiandong City - Baili Dongjun!"

When the guests heard that it was the young master of the time-honored Wen family in Lingnan and the Marquis of Zhenxi's mansion, they immediately burst into discussion.

Everyone looked at them sideways, and was amazed that Wen Yanzhao, despite being so young, had a cultivation level far higher than Master Xie.

There was not much wine left in the gourd in Baili Dongjun's hand, and he felt a little reluctant to drink more.

He looked around at the guests who were still whispering to each other, and then said to Master Xie:

"Thank you, Master. This pot of Qiulubai is indeed good wine! But I can make better wine in the future!"

Upon hearing this, Master Xie's face immediately tightened, as if he had been greatly insulted:

"Boy, don't be so arrogant! Your cousin's skills are indeed much better than mine, but when it comes to brewing wine, no one in the world can rival me!"

After listening to Master Xie's words, Baili Dongjun smiled and said:

“Although Master Xie is a veteran in brewing wine, brewing wine is not just about the length of time!”

"I've already drunk your masterpiece today. When I have time, I'll brew a pot of wine that's even better than yours!"

After saying that, Wen Yanzhao pulled Baili Dongjun's arm with his left hand and whispered:

"You've been in the spotlight enough today, right? If you keep acting silly, I won't care if you get beaten up. Get out of here!"

Master Xie was so furious that his teeth were chattering. Just as he was about to explode, Wen Yanzhao had already flown out of the Diaolou with Baili Dongjun, and disappeared in the blink of an eye...

Master Xie: "You are really going too far. If you want to surpass me in brewing wine, you have to be a wine fairy! Humph!"

Several waiters and shop assistants at Diaolou Xiaozhu tried to comfort Master Xie and managed to persuade him to return to the kitchen.

The story of the two brothers going to the Diaolou to get fine wine and thanking their teacher became famous in Tianqi City within a few days through the mouths of the drinkers.

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Wen Yanzhao carried Baili Dongjun along the west side of Tianqi City and returned to Jixia Academy.

Baili Dongjun was a little surprised to see that the originally neat bluestone road in front of the school was now full of gullies.

"Cousin, who did this? How could you dig so much? Is there any gold in front of the Jixia Academy?"

Wen Yanzhao rolled his eyes at Baili Dongjun:

"I did it!"

Just as Baili Dongjun was about to ask again, the school door was pushed open. Lei Mengsha changed into a white robe and leaned against the door frame, looking at his two cousins:

"Have you finished shopping, you two?"

Wen Yanzhao looked at Lei Mengsha:

"Hey, Lei Er, you even remembered to change into clean clothes after returning home!"

Lei Mengsha said "Tsk":

"You are ignorant, right? This is the uniform of the students in the academy. Isn't it handsome?"

"When you two brothers are admitted to the academy, you will also have to wear this!"

Baili Dongjun said with some disdain:

"Go away, I don't want to wear this. Wearing all white makes me look like something has happened at home!"

Lei Mengsha put his hands behind his back and looked down at Baili Dongjun:

"I'm afraid you won't be able to pass the school exam, and you won't even be qualified to wear this dress!"

Baili Dongjun raised the dust-free sword in his hand and said:

"A duel? Don't forget, I'm the successor of the Western Chu Sword Song. The academy exam is a piece of cake!"

At this point, Lei Mengsha held his chin with one hand, looking thoughtful:

"Oh, this year the teacher has appointed Liu Yue as the examiner for the preliminary exam, and he hasn't issued the questions yet!"

"In previous years, people would have become rich by this time. I don't know what Liu Yue is doing. You two should come with me first. I'll arrange accommodation for you. I'll go find Liu Yue after I'm done with the work!"

The two followed Lei Meng into the school, only to find that the school was much bigger than they had imagined.

The school was built against the mountain, from the foot of the mountain to the middle of the mountain. In the front was the school square, and there were many students here at the moment.

Some were reading attentively, nodding their heads, while others were practicing swords and kung fu.

The Wen Yanzhao brothers followed Lei Mengsha along the stairs and came to the dormitory of the disciples of Jixia Academy.

After making simple arrangements for accommodation, the few of them followed Lei Mengsha on a tour around the school.

When they arrived at the school square, Lei Mengsha instructed the two of them:

"I think you two have already roughly memorized the route we took. I'm going to ask Liu Yue about the questions for the preliminary exam first, and then I'll come back."

"Don't run around and don't disturb the master. He has a weird temper. If the master blames me, I can't protect you!"

Wen Yanzhao just found it funny. It seemed that the students in the academy had not yet told him about the competition between him and Li Changsheng in front of the academy. After thinking for a while, he said:

"I have met Mr. Li before. He has a very good temper and even said he would take me in as his apprentice. Look - I still have a strand of his hair here!"

As he spoke, Wen Yanzhao took out his own Wuwo Guiyi technique from his sleeve and cut off the strand of white hair from Li Changsheng.

Lei Mengsha took the strand of white hair, his eyes widened, and then he took a breath:

"Ah, this, this, this..."

"This can't be the gentleman's hair! You are finished, Wen Yanzhao, you are completely finished!"

"You don't know, although the gentleman is very old, he is very concerned about his image!"

"He takes good care of his hair. Every time he washes his hair, he asks me to buy him soapnut powder and coconut oil..."

Wen Yanzhao looked helpless. Before he could speak, Baili Dongjun looked at the white hair curiously and asked:

"Is this Mr. Li's hair? Cousin, how did you get his hair?"

Wen Yanzhao felt a little embarrassed and scratched his head:

"Well... Mr. Li wanted to try my swordsmanship, and then I accidentally cut off a few of his hairs..."

Hearing this, not only Lei Mengsha, but also those around them who were studying, practicing martial arts, and doing nothing were shocked.

The students all looked sideways with an expression of disbelief, as if they had heard something extremely outrageous.

That was Li Changsheng, the best in the world. Even a master who was half a step away from the divine realm could not get close to him.

A young boy who was not even twenty actually cut off Li Changsheng's hair. Everyone thought Wen Yanzhao was crazy.

Killer Lei Meng pinched the hair and looked at it carefully for a long time. After confirming that it was correct, he looked at Wen Yanzhao as if he were a monster:

"Sir must have let you go, otherwise how could you possibly meet him with your level of cultivation!"

[System: Fight against the world's number one Li Changsheng, gain recognition from all the students of Jixia Academy and gain 3000 reputation]

In his mind, the system's reward voice sounded again, and Wen Yanzhao realized that fame could be gained in this way.

However, what puzzled him was why there was no reward when he challenged Li Changsheng at the school gate.

Instead, the system reward was issued only after the strand of hair was taken out.

Wen Yanzhao no longer cared about the fame. Three thousand fame had already been credited to his account, so who cares...

Lei Mengsha's words just now made him feel a little disdainful:

"Lei Lao Er, I am now at least a master of the Great Free and Easy Realm. If you look down on me, then let me have a taste of your Thunder Sect Shocking Spirit Finger..."

Lei Mengsha dodged to the side:

"Unless you admit it yourself, I won't believe it even if you kill me!"

"Although I can't beat you now, I still don't believe you!"

"I'm going to find Liu Yue... Lululu, if you don't believe it, then you don't believe it..."

Lei Mengsha made a face, put the white hair in his arms, then stuck out his tongue, and ran towards the villa where the Eighth Young Master Beili was.

Wen Yanzhao took out a golden Silence is Gold from the storage space and said with a grim smile: "Don't let me see you next time, or I will ban you from speaking for half a month!"