One cup of wine from twenty years of Taoist practice, one cup of wine from twenty years of internal strength.

It's rare to meet someone so congenial, so she plans to be generous.

After handing the wine that could increase one's spiritual power to Nie Xiaoqian, she told her about what she saw and heard in the tavern.

"Mr. Su is the owner of the tavern. He knows everything and can do everything. He told me a lot of secrets when we first met..."

"Knowing that information in advance, and with the strength-enhancing wine I got from the tavern, I successfully avenged my parents..."

Listening to Selina talking incessantly, Nie Xiaoqian's eyes lit up and she frequently glanced at Su Luo.

"Reincarnation does not seem to be the best option."

So she went to Yan Chixia again.

However, what she asked for this time was not for him to bury her body in another place, but she hoped that he could bring her body and portrait to her.

Yan Chixia would naturally not refuse such a small matter.

During his chats with Ying Zheng and Uncle Jiu, he learned more about the mysteries of the tavern.

The two even gave him advice from their own perspectives.

As Ying Zheng said, since he couldn't stand the darkness between heaven and earth, why not break the darkness and return a bright and clear world to the world! Jiu Shu, from a more practical perspective, told him that he could hunt down demons and sell them to the tavern.

For those who practice Taoism, strength is the foundation.

With the power to look down on the world, what does it matter if he is a god or Buddha? Yan Chixia's blood boiled when he heard what the two said.

This made his silent heart become active again.

After refusing Nie Xiaoqian's gift of thanks, he walked out the door with a sword in hand and laughing.

Ying Zheng stayed for a moment, looked at the wine list carefully, and stood up to say goodbye.

He had obtained a lot of gold from those noble families in the past few days. He originally planned to exchange it all for time and space coins. When he had saved enough money, he would buy the Ancestral Blood Wine, the First Generation Blood Demon and Werewolf Wine, and obtain a nearly immortal life.

But after seeing Yan Chixia today, his thoughts changed.

There were endless good things in the pub, so he thought he should wait and see if there was anything with a better value for money.

He had equipped a group of troops with the guns and ammunition he had obtained from Peter.

Although this batch of weapons played a good role, it was still far from what Ying Zheng expected.

No general in the Qin Dynasty had ever come into contact with this kind of weapon.

They lacked a combat plan to counter this new weapon.

He was even thinking about how Daqin could produce such weapons. In addition, the seeds he had obtained from Peter a few days ago had just been planted...

On the one hand, he was preparing for war and ambitiously preparing to conquer the world. On the other hand, he was introducing Confucianism, Mohism and other ideas to allow the people to recuperate and improve the internal strength of the entire country.

Nowadays, Ying Zheng rests for less than three hours a day, but he is always energetic and full of confidence in the future.

This is especially true for Uncle Jiu.

His talent ranks among the top among his fellow disciples, but he cannot be said to be the best in the world.

But once you enter the tavern, everything changes.

Especially when looking at the three hundred years of Taoism from Yan Chixia and the one hundred years of Taoism from Nie Xiaoqian on the wine list, he was even more convinced that it was only a matter of time before he surpassed the founder of Maoshan.

The most important thing now is to make money!

Shortly after Ying Zheng left, Uncle Jiu put the last remaining peanut into his mouth and stood up to say goodbye to Su Luo.

For a moment, besides Su Luo, only Selina and Nie Xiaoqian were left in the tavern.

The two were talking about each other's past and life, and they were quite speculative.

Su Luo, who was sitting at the bar, yawned.

He glanced at the two of them, feeling a little helpless.

Selena was used to the night life, so it didn't matter whether she walked or not.

He could even guess what Nie Xiaoqian was thinking.

Once the other party goes back, he will definitely be controlled by the tree demon, so now he just hides in the tavern and pretends to be missing.

It would be inhumane to drive her away under such circumstances.

Su Luo glanced at the tavern panel.

With Yan Chixia's large consumption today, the company is only 20,000 yuan short of upgrading in turnover.

Judging from the conversations between Yan Chixia and Uncle Jiu and the others, he should come to buy Daoxing Wine in the next few days, which means he is not far from upgrading.

"After the tavern is upgraded, we should be able to freely choose to close the entrance to the real world or the alternate dimension," Su Luo thought secretly, "Then we can hire a night waiter."

The figures of Xiaolongnu and Ying Yinman flashed through his mind.

These two people come to the tavern most diligently.

Especially the princess of Daqin, who had hinted more than once that she wanted to be his maid.

If she were asked to work as a waitress, I'm afraid she would be so happy that she would die.

Moreover, he doesn't have to pay salaries, and maybe Ying Zheng will even have to ask for money from himself.

Xiao Longnu's wife is aloof and she probably has no interest in him.

Several male customers all have their own ambitions. Although Selina is no longer a vampire, she has mentioned to others that she seems to be busy establishing order for vampires and werewolves recently, and obviously has no time to work in the tavern.

Nie Xiaoqian is a good choice.

Female ghosts don’t need to eat, drink, defecate, or urinate, and don’t need to rest. They are simply born workers.

While Su Luo was daydreaming, time passed little by little.

The snow outside the window had stopped long ago.

The dusk was gloomy.

The time is approaching midnight.

Su Luo stretched and planned to wash up first.

It’s already this late, and I don’t think anyone will come.

Selena and Nie Xiaoqian never planned to leave.

It was obvious that Nie Xiaoqian was waiting for the outcome of the battle between Yan Chixia and the tree demon grandma.

He planned to wait until he finished washing up, and if Yan Chixia had not arrived yet, he would let the two of them stay in the tavern and wait while he went to rest first.

Although it is no problem for him to stay up all night with his current physical condition, it is not easy to change a habit formed over decades.

Before that, he had to use up the remaining few glasses of wine.

The first cup is Xuanyuan Sword Jue Wine.

After drinking it, Su Luo suddenly felt that there was a huge amount of knowledge in his mind.

Controlling the sword, flying the sword...

All these mysterious techniques made him want to find a sword to try out.

The most suitable sword is obviously Yan Chixia's Xuanyuan Sword.

It was also with the help of this magical weapon that Yan Chixia dared to live in seclusion in Lanruo Temple.

After silently savoring the taste for a moment, he drank the second cup of Qimen Dunjia wine.

The third cup is Nie Xiaoqian’s hundred years of cultivation.

Just as he was silently digesting the cultivation he had accumulated over the past hundred years, he suddenly felt a noise coming from the gate.

Su Luo turned his head and saw Yan Chixia coming in a hurry.

His forehead was covered in sweat, his black hair was flying, his clothes had several holes in them, and were covered in dust.

His left hand was holding a scroll, and under his right armpit was a one-meter-long green wooden stake.

The wooden stakes appear full of vitality, but there are many black and gray cracks on the surface.

(End of this chapter)