The carriage returns to the ink garden.
She obviously hasn't rested for several days, but along the way, Jing Liuli is in a very strange state.
She seems to have forgotten tiredness.
There seemed to be a faint layer of fluorescence emitting from her body all the time. This layer of fluorescence was like a peerless sword after its sharpness was exposed at the beginning, the light gradually became less dazzling and became shiny.
Both she and Ding Ning are important figures in Changling at the moment, so many powerful practitioners will look at her and Ding Ning along the way, and some of them will naturally be able to detect this subtle change in aura.
These people began to be shocked.
They couldn't figure out what happened in the sweet-scented osmanthus forest in Liu Gongjiang's mansion, and what caused Jing Liuli to change suddenly.
They looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree that was safely placed on the carriage, and at the huge lump of dirt cut evenly at the root of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. Many people even didn't understand how Jing Liuli did it.
However, they can all be sure that the change in Jing Liuli's temperament from the moment she entered Changling City to now, especially when she is in an epiphany-like aura, is all because of Ding Ning.
"Sometimes you really have to obey."
A young man stood in an alley, looking at the carriage returning to Moyuan, the look in his eyes became more and more respectful, and finally bowed down, and saluted the carriage seriously.
This young man is also a figure in the talent book, but his ranking in the talent book is not high enough, and he was eliminated in the Minshan Sword Club before the final sword test. At this time, Jing Ruri and Ding Ning didn't even notice his existence, but he saluted Ding Ning and Jing Ruri so seriously, this was out of pure admiration and respect.
Teenagers his age tend to be more hero-worshipping.
Although he was a competitor in the Minshan Sword Club, after the Minshan Sword Club ended, Ding Ning, who fought for his sect and now avenged Xue Wangxu, was a hero in his eyes.
And his attitude, at the same time, naturally represents the attitude of the vast majority of young people in Changling.
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Jing Liuli did not make a sound all the way, and when the carriage carried the sweet-scented osmanthus tree into the ink garden, the faint fluorescent light on Jing Liuli's body gradually disappeared, and then she turned her head, looked at Ding Ning who was sitting calmly, and asked Said: "What's in the soil under this tree?"
The rest of the people couldn't understand what Ding Ning did. They only thought that entering the osmanthus forest and digging out such an osmanthus was related to Jing Liuli's practice. However, through all the previous details, Jing Liuli could 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 looked up at her, before he could speak, Jing Liuli had already seen the meaning in his eyes, and said directly for Ding Ning: "I will know later, right?"
Ding Ning couldn't help smiling slightly, then nodded, and said, "I don't think what you need to consider most now is not my business."
Jing Liuli also took a look at him, and said, "Do you want to make medicine for you?"
"We'll talk about it in three days." Ding Ning shook his head.
Jing Liuli hummed lightly, looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree behind Ding Ning, and said, "You handle it yourself?"
Ding Ning nodded and said, "I'll handle it myself."
Jing Liuli didn't say anything more, and when the carriage stopped at the gate of the deepest courtyard in Moyuan, she got off from the front of the carriage, and then walked towards the wing where she was resting, without even looking back.
Ding Ning knew her temperament very well, he didn't go to see Jing Liuli who hadn't entered the room yet, he just got off the carriage and looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree quietly.
This sweet-scented osmanthus tree has injured a lot of rhizomes, and all the roots that go deep into the soil directly below have been cut off. It is already difficult to survive this year, and it is even more impossible to want to bloom. It is just that many years ago, this sweet-scented osmanthus tree , is the most blooming one in the whole forest.
Many years ago, someone met a woman from Jiaodong County in this sweet-scented osmanthus forest.
The man was amazed by the woman's beauty and talent, and the woman fell in love with the man at first sight.
The man thought that he could know and stay with that woman for the rest of his life.
Later, the man met many friends who cherished each other, and often went to drink at the wine shop that uses the sweet-scented osmanthus from this osmanthus forest.
Drink good wine and fight the world.
Everything seems so perfect.
One day, on a whim, the man stole the best jug of newly brewed wine from the wine shop, put some elixir that could make the taste of the wine more delicious, and then buried the jug of wine in the tree. Under the most colorful osmanthus tree.
The years wait for aging.
That person wanted to wait until the wedding banquet between him and the woman, and then secretly take out the jar of wine to surprise the wine shop owner and all his confidants.
However, the wine is not old, and the people are gone.
The woman from Jiaodong County became the hostess of Changling and the queen of the Great Qin Dynasty.
That person and many friends who cherished each other died in Changling.
The liquor store also disappeared.
A lot of more important things can't be remembered, not to mention that this jar is just a whim, insignificant, and icing on the cake.
This is a wedding wine that has long been completely forgotten.
Maybe nothing has changed back then, and this jar of wine may not be remembered by anyone.
However, because of revenge, the jar of wine reappeared.
Ding Ning drew out his sword.
The front end of Mo Hua Canjian was scattered into countless sword threads, which gently penetrated into the soil under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.
These sword threads silently wrapped a gray wine jar sleeping in the mud, and then dragged the wine jar out of the mud.
The sword energy emanating from the sword silk cleared away all obstacles, and countless fine white flowers floated in the finely sprinkled soil.
The wine jar is not small.
Because at least dozens of people have to drink a bowl each.
The mud seal on the wine jar was very good, and not even a trace of wine smelled 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 a wave of his palm.
There used to be a jar of golden wine, but now there is only half of it left.
Ding Ning looked up.
More things that had disappeared from memory and the faces of some people flashed through his mind quickly.
"Regard you."
He said this softly, retracted his sword, held up the wine jar with one hand, and poured the wine directly into his mouth.
He drank heavily.
The taste of this jar of wine is really wonderful.
The best sweet-scented osmanthus wine of the year and the wonderful aroma of those elixir are strangely blended together. It is sweet and sweet, and feels like a burning wire in the throat, even the legendary fairy wine is no different.
However, Ding Ning's mouth was even bitterer than when he drank those medicinal soups before.
Back then, some panaceas were purely for the sake of fragrance and taste. For that person and his friends, the improvement of his cultivation was negligible, but for his cultivation today, it was so important.
Groups of strong air currents continued to explode in his body as the drunkenness spread, continuously rushing into his sea of qi.
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The aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus is actually liked by almost everyone.
In the depths of the palace, the woman from Jiaodong County was sitting on a phoenix chair. She listened to the report of the middle-aged practitioner in the yellow shirt outside the door, and slowly raised her perfect head. Through a side window it looks out onto the garden.
There are also several tall osmanthus trees there.
It's just that apart from a trace of surprise in her eyes, she was still indifferent, without any extra emotion.
She also didn't understand what it meant for Ding Ning and Jing Liuli to dig an osmanthus tree in the osmanthus forest.
Because it's too far away.
Because a lot of things so far ago were too small.
She has already forgotten where she met such a thing, and it has been quietly erased from her memory by the years.
She had long forgotten the sweet-scented osmanthus grove.