My filial piety has gone bad

Chunche's facial features were filled with shock and humiliation, and a pair of Hanchun eyes stared straight at Xiao Ran, speechless for a long time.

It was as if the flames were still and the flames froze.

Ling Zhouyue was gnawing on the tiger's leg, her face like a picture scroll suddenly shivered.

"You've only been a beginner for two days, and you haven't practiced qi yet, so you want to accept apprentices?"

Xiao Ran took his time and said slowly:

"There's an old saying in my hometown, if you don't have a picture, tell me... ahem, it means that if a cultivator doesn't have an apprentice, he will be ridiculed if he speaks out."

Ling Zhouyue smiled faintly.

"You don't want to accept this little sister as an apprentice, do you?"

Chu Yan was wronged and resentful to the extreme, but she didn't dare to say much.

"Exactly."

Xiao Ran chewed the tiger liver, the rich and bitter aroma was indescribable.

"This disciple has the skills of farming, construction and cooking, and suffers from the fact that there will be no successor after a hundred years. I am afraid that there will be no one to serve the master, so I want to take in an apprentice first, pass on my mantle, and wait for the disciple to go west in the future. I will not be called a master. It's so lonely."

The twinkling spring light swayed slightly in the star pupils, and Ling Zhouyue took a sip of the poisoned wine from the pot.

"It's up to you, just don't accept the apprentice and forget the master."

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining 3 filial piety points! 】

Xiao Ran was shocked.

I didn't expect to speak well, as long as it can move the master's face, it can also harvest a wave of filial piety, which shows the importance of ventriloquism.

"Chu Yan, hurry up and call me Shizun, Shizu."

Xiao Ran, I must kill you!

She cursed in her heart, but the girl's mouth was very cute.

"Master, master ancestor."

Xiao Ran didn't miss this opportunity to touch that delicate little head.

"Good boy."

Chu Yan sat in a well-behaved posture, gritted her teeth secretly in her heart.

Xiao Ran looked at Master again, drank alone there, didn't say much, but his plump figure became more and more vain.

"Master, you seem to be poisoned."

"is it?"

Ling Zhouyue looked at the jug with a fake look.

"There are too many fake wines now."

Xiao Ran said:

"Today is a good day. In order to celebrate Shizun becoming a master, we should have a drink."

Ling Zhouyue shook her head.

"It's a pity that my wine, you will die if you drink it."

"Hold on."

Xiao Ran got up, went to the wine cellar in the south valley, and took out the newly fermented malt wine.

Packed in a wooden barrel, it weighs more than 50 kilograms.

As expected of a fairy land, the speed at which the juice is produced is second to none.

The color is transparent, light yellow, and the smell is very light, like the faint fragrance of grains wafted by the wind blowing wheat waves.

Go back to Jianping and put the wine barrel on a boulder.

He took out three large white porcelain bowls and filled them with sake.

Looking at the rich wool master and the petite tool apprentice in front of him, forming a stable closed loop of filial piety, Xiao Ran was in a good mood.

"This is my newly brewed malt wine. Let's form a three-way friendship between master and apprentice."

"Can malt be used to make wine?"

Ling Zhouyue doesn't care about being sworn or not, all her attention is on the wine.

The tip of the tall and slightly raised nose twitched slightly.

"...You're obviously horse urine, right?"

Xiao Ran smiled without saying a word, picked up the porcelain white bowl, and took a sip first.

The coolness entered the throat, like a waterfall, pouring from the top of the head to the bottom of the feet.

Limbs and limbs, internal organs were washed, and they were clean and spotless, as if the skylight had been opened in the physical body, and the whole body was transparent, empowered, and merged with the heaven and the earth.

The toxins in the whole body and even the excrement are washed, degraded and dissipated.

This is a completely different experience from tiger meat stimulating taste buds and hitting Danbi.

The whole person is purified!

Chu Yan also timidly took a sip.

As if his whole body had been pierced through, his little face flushed in an instant, his eyes were piercing, and when he looked at Xiao Ran again, his eyes were different.

For a girl with a cleanliness obsession like her, eating tiger meat is a forced choice, so she has no choice but to grit her teeth, and finally her dantian is stimulated.

Drinking malt wine is really refreshing!

"real or fake?"

Seeing the exaggerated reactions of Xiao Ran and Chu Yan, Ling Zhouyue held the bowl in disgust, and took a small sip.

In an instant, the sword eyebrows softened, as if seeing a starry sky.

Xiao Ran collected the filial piety value silently.