Facing the transparent blood in front of him, Sikong Haoxuan carefully picked up the wine cup and placed it on the end of his nose for a gentle sniff, "How is it that there is no peculiar fishy odor of blood?" Sikong Haoxuan was greatly surprised in his heart.

Taking a small sip of the blood in the cup, a flavor close to that of erguotou filled Sikong Haoxuan's mouth and chest. Instantly stimulated, Sikong Haoxuan's face rose up with a long-lost wine halo, "Cool!!!" After shouting, Sikong Haoxuan drank all the blood in the cup.

Song Zi Yan saw Sikong Hao Xuan's exaggerated performance, twisted his ear and said: "Xuan'er, you honestly explain, when did you start learning to drink? Is it very refreshing?"

Sikong Haoxuan's eyes twinkled as he smiled at his mother in embarrassment, "On my last birthday, someone sent me several jars of good wine, so I just casually tasted it these days."

Without waiting for Song Ziyan to ask more, Sikong Haoxuan was busy digressing, "Mom, is this really the blood of some golden beast? It clearly tastes like wine, without a hint of blood. It's better and stronger enough than all those wines I've drank."

Song Ziyan placed the wine pot in her hand on the table and put a few pastries in Sikong Haoxuan's plate and said, "You ah, let you read more, you just don't listen. The whole continent knows that the Golden Empire's southern border, the Golden Forest's specialty golden beast, the blood in its body is fine wine, and the blood contains a special magic element that is beneficial to the human body. In the market people are high-quality spring water into this blood to sell, this is the famous continent of gold wine. But this kind of wine often has a price but no market, the golden beast in the golden forest is not so easy to hunt. Very few people are able to drink this pure blood yet."

"Watered down?" Sikong Haoxuan shook his head at this tyrannical behavior in the market. Seemingly venting, he stuffed the pastry into his mouth, his eyes still staring straight at the wine pot on the table.

Song Ziyan said with some amusement, ''Unexpectedly, my Sikong family has produced another drunkard. Don't look at it, bring it back later."

Sikong Haoxuan was overjoyed in his heart and couldn't help but pull Song Ziyan, "Mom, do you still have this 'wine' here? Let me bring some more back."

"Your father sent a total of three jugs, I secretly left one for you, and gave the rest to your grandfather. Why, do you still want it? Go ask your grandfather for it, or else ask your father directly?"

Sikong Haoxuan leaned back in his chair and said listlessly, "Ask grandpa for it? Which old drunkard would know that I took away a pot of wine from him, and would not skin me, but would still be able to ask for the wine from him?"

Song Ziyan narrowed her eyes and laughed, "Where to ask your father for it, he is now the earth emperor of the southern border."

Sikong Haoxuan rolled his eyes back, "Wouldn't that be a direct surrender to father? If he knew that I drink, he wouldn't cut off my rations for a few months?"

Song Zi Yan dragged her chin and slowly and leisurely said, "Xuan'er, I can hear it, so you don't dare to mess with your grandfather, and you're afraid of your father, but you're just not afraid of your mother, right?"

Once Sikong Haoxuan heard Song Zi Yan's tone was a bit off, he busily stood up and pinched Song Zi Yan's shoulders, "Mom, what son in the world would be afraid of his mother? All I have in my heart is love for you, of course I won't be afraid of you."

Song Zi Yan intimately turned around and pinched Sikong Hao Xuan's little nose, "Alright, don't give me the bewitching soup. You go back first, mom has to go out to meet a sister in a while."

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Sikong Haoxuan answered, picked up the wine pot on the table and ran outside the hall, obviously he hadn't drunk too much yet, he just didn't dare to be too unrestrained in front of his mother.

"Slow down, remember that this 'wine' can't be put into any other containers, only this wine jug made of golden trees can guarantee its freshness." Song Ziyan loudly confided from behind.

"Got it......" came Sikong Haoxuan's voice, and the person was long gone.

Returning to the separate courtyard, Sikong Haoxuan couldn't wait to take out his treasured gold-encrusted crystal wine glass, pour it full of golden wine, and lie down on the soft chair to enjoy it one sip at a time.

"Alas, it's too little for one to enjoy." Sikong Haoxuan greedily sniffed the empty wine pot, his heart greatly dissatisfied. Under the stimulation of the liquor, Sikong Haoxuan could not help but recall the scene of his previous life when he was with a few of his brothers, eating meat in large chunks and sparring with large bowls of wine. Thinking of the world he was in at this time, he was in a trance as if he was in a dream. Strong wine, in the unknowingly down, has long been buried in the bottom of the heart for a long time of confusion, fear, homesickness, and so on emotions through the wine burst out. Wine has been exhausted, tearful Sikong Haoxuan, emotions still have not calmed down.

The blood containing alcohol entered Sikong Haoxuan's body, stimulating the blood veins around him to accelerate. In a trance, Sikong Haoxuan seemed to be awake within his body, he clearly experienced the impact of various emotions on his brain, and felt the liquid extraction and absorption of the strange blood within his body by the internal force between the operations, such as the liquid-like internal force produced a tiny crystal flower with the absorption of the strange blood.

Soul vision, has the sharpest insight into the appearance of things, excludes all external and internal influences, and directly probes the core essence of things.

Sikong Haoxuan opened his eyes, knowing in his heart that since today, he could finally call himself a Great Sorcerer. Soul Vision was the watershed between an ordinary sorcerer and a Great Sorcerer, a sorcerer who had comprehended Soul Vision was equal to stepping into the true Great Sorcerer Hall of Fame.

Although Sikong Haoxuan had always been able to perform some simple ancient sorceries with the help of his powerful soul, the change in the root cause would bring about a qualitative shift in the effects of sorcery.

Sikong Haoxuan was now full of drunkenness on the surface, but through his soul he was sober like never before. Shaking the wine pot in his hand that was carved from golden trees, with a slight sigh of intent, he threw the wine pot into his spatial ring and walked towards Nan Xing's room.

In Nan Xing's room, Sikong Haoxuan's finger pointed in the air towards Nan Xing, and a dark green flame star emerged from Nan Xing and floated to his fingertips.

The medium, was the greatest limitation and the most obvious weakness of a sorcerer's ability to perform sorcery. Sikong Haoxuan, who had stepped into the Great Sorcerer realm, had minimized the requirements of the medium that a sorcerer had to resort to. As long as there was a chance to come into contact with a medium, then the imprint of that medium would remain in his soul forever.

After dispelling the sorcery - "Years and Years", Sikong Haoxuan said to the blank-faced Nan Xing, "What did you realize last night?"

After a moment of silence in the room, Nan Xing, who still had his eyes closed, said, "Never believe in what your eyes see."

It seems that last night Nan Xing was stimulated by Sikong Haoxuan's sudden ability to know martial arts and his ruthless and calm killing methods.

Sikong Haoxuan laughed bitterly, "I am trying to make you understand that it is not enough to have a strong Dou Qi cultivation, it is the techniques that can sublimate your painstakingly cultivated Dou Qi."

Nan Xing did not speak, obviously pondering the meaning in Sikong Haoxuan's words. Sikong Haoxuan took out a book from his spatial ring and flung it to Nan Xing, "This is my perception of the human body, meridians, acupoints and some techniques, take it and study it. You need to note that the meridians and acupoints can't withstand the impact of the violent Dou Qi generated by your muscles, you just need to understand them. Perhaps when you step into the Xiaoyue realm, you will be able to introduce fighting qi into your meridians, and at that time, I'm afraid you will be able to discover a new world."

Nan Xing opened his eyes and flipped through the not-so-thin book in his hands, slowly becoming entranced by its contents. Sikong Haoxuan shook his head and exited Nan Xing's room. "In a few days it seems that he will have to find him an opportunity to be able to kill, without experiencing blood, one will never comprehend a killing technique that suits them." Sikong Haoxuan pondered in his mind.