My cultivation method shines upon all heavens.

Zhou Changfa snatched the cloth from Zhao Hongyuan's hand, provoking the latter to glare angrily.

He ignored them, and solemnly presented the two pieces of cloth together to Lu Ming:

"Old Zhao and I were originally from the same school. Our grandmaster comprehended a wine recipe on his deathbed, which is said to be able to assist martial artists in the Bone Forging Realm in their cultivation."

Lu Ming raised an eyebrow, quite surprised.

Once a martial artist reaches the Bone Forging Realm, their cultivation speed suddenly slows down.

The aids that can assist in the Bone Forging Realm are extremely rare; a single Bone Forging Pill is worth a hundred gold pieces.

The other party's grandmaster was able to create his own recipe for the wine; if it were to get out, who knows what kind of scramble it would cause.

"pity……"

Zhou Changfa gave an awkward smile:

"Our grandmaster died vomiting blood. The wine recipe he wrote in his blood on his deathbed was so illegible that we, his descendants, could not understand it at all."

"During the struggle, the recipe was split in two, with each side taking half to study. Over the years, we have been too dull to inherit our master's mantle."

He stuffed the two halves of the cloth into Lu Ming's hands, entrusting them with a solemn expression:

"You are exceptionally gifted, with a talent for brewing that is truly remarkable. I hope you can glean some insights from it that will help your injuries."

Looking at the two elderly people with concerned expressions, Lu Ming felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

He solemnly rose and bowed deeply to the two of them: "This humble one, Lu Ming, will always remember your kindness."

The two quickly helped him up:

"It's nothing but a dead thing; how can it compare to the kindness of you saving our lives and instructing us on how to brew wine!"

The three chatted for a while longer before the two elders reluctantly departed.

Lu Ming watched them walk away before putting the two pieces of cloth together and examining them closely.

However, after looking at it for a while, he couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.

These scribbles are so messy and haphazard, they seem completely illogical.

It was several times more exaggerated than the wild cursive script he had seen in his previous life.

He simply gave up trying to identify it himself and looked directly at the scroll before his eyes:

[Heart Imprint Found, Dragon-Tiger Wine, can be refined, refine or not?]

"Refine!"

As soon as the thought crossed his mind, all the knowledge related to Dragon Tiger Wine flooded into his mind like a torrent.

The proportions, cooking time, main ingredients, timing... all the information was laid out before him with exceptional clarity.

"Demon Tiger Bone, Jade Dragon Ginseng, Crimson Flame Fruit, Ice Soul Flower... Dragon and Tiger unite, Yin and Yang harmonize, forging bones and refining marrow..."

He murmured to himself, his eyes filled with disbelief:

"It actually... has an auxiliary effect on the cultivation of the Marrow Refining Realm!"

He was overjoyed.

At this moment, new words also appeared on the Heavenly Heart Scroll:

[Skill: Dragon Tiger Wine (Beginner 50/1000)]

"It seems that the two elders' grandmaster was clearly only a beginner."

He sighed.

Regardless, the preciousness of this wine recipe is self-evident.

Moreover, he already had both main ingredients, the bones of the demon tiger and the jade dragon ginseng, readily available.

Next, all you need to do is gather the necessary ingredients to try brewing.

With the help of the Dragon Tiger Wine, he finally had a sliver of confidence in recovering from his injuries.

For the next three days, he devoted himself entirely to collecting brewing materials.

On the one hand, by deducting from the existing materials of the distillery, auxiliary materials such as Crimson Flame Fruit and Ice Soul Flower were collected;

On the other hand, they were also sourcing auxiliary materials at high prices, such as the core of the golden rattan and powdered rhinoceros horn, which were not available in the military camp.

The two elderly people in charge of reviewing the medicinal materials not only turned a blind eye to his mistakes, but also ran errands for him in the night market and county town to gather all the necessary auxiliary materials.

Soon, he began brewing Dragon Tiger Wine by himself.

"While it's true that the higher the quality of the main ingredients, the better the effect of Dragon Tiger Wine... the medicinal effect of the tiger bone from the Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva is probably a bit too strong. It's better to use less."

Inside the winery, Lu Ming carefully took out a piece of translucent white jade bone from his pocket, broke off a small piece the size of a fingernail, and threw it into the wine gourd.

Then, according to the carefully proportioned ingredients, the Thousand-Year Jade Dragon Ginseng, Crimson Flame Fruit, and Ice Soul Flower were added...

Various ingredients fell into the gourd one by one from his hands, their colors varying in shade, and the aroma of medicine began to slowly waft out from the gourd's mouth.

While he was focused on brewing Dragon Tiger Wine, the Weizhu's tent was already in an uproar.

Xue Bao, the centurion of the Zhenhu Camp, and Chen Xuan sat side by side in the main seats. Between the two armchairs was a large, low table, on which were spread several confessions and a map.

Lin Hongying's death was too serious, so Chen Xuan notified Xue Bao early on, and Xue Bao had secretly returned to the camp three days ago.

"Fan Wu..."

Xue Bao's face was ashen as he shouted sternly at the kneeling figures below:

"Just tell the truth! What exactly happened that day?"

Fan Wu was bound hand and foot and kneeling in the tent, the ropes digging deep into his flesh, his robes covered in dust and sweat.

He raised his head, his face as pale as paper, his lips trembling slightly, his voice hoarse:

"My lord... I've already explained. That day, Lord Shi Lei sent Lu Ming as the vanguard into the dilapidated temple..."

"After the earth-shaking tiger roar, everyone thought that Lu Ming had perished together with the demon. Lord Shi Lei then ordered everyone to slowly surround the temple, and he took the lead and stepped into the temple."

"I left briefly because I needed to urinate... Soon after, Crimson Lightning descended, and when I returned, everyone had vanished..."

His eyes were glazed over, and he looked exhausted; three days of interrogation had left him completely drained.

However, he remained cautious, revealing only parts of the truth while refusing to mention any details that shouldn't be discussed.

He believed that with his tacit understanding with Lu Ming, the other party would definitely not be able to find any flaws.

Xue Bao's face was ashen.

For three days, Fan Wu's testimony remained consistent, exactly matching Lu Ming's words.

He believed that under such intense interrogation, the other party could not possibly lie.

However, this person was clearly a coward who feared death, and was still trying to exonerate himself.

His face darkened, and he was about to order someone to drag Fan Wu out and behead him.

Chen Xuan suddenly pulled him aside and whispered in his ear:

"Lord Xue, this man has a very close relationship with Lu Ming. Killing him easily might lose the support of the people."

"With the army in turmoil and in dire need of manpower, Lu Ming, with his Bone Forging Realm strength, is one of the key candidates to serve as a centurion and stabilize morale."

Upon hearing the name "Lu Ming," Xue Bao's facial muscles twitched slightly.

He had heard of this name from Liu Zhiyuan as well; the county magistrate seemed to value him highly.

But his expression quickly changed: "The two are very close... is there a possibility of them colluding?"

Chen Xuan smiled upon hearing this: "Impossible. You should know the cultivation method I practice; my observation skills are extremely keen. When we questioned them earlier, they certainly weren't lying."

Xue Bao then slowly nodded, but still cautiously said:

"That being said, we still need to be cautious about appointing Lu Ming as a centurion. This requires not only Bone Forging Realm cultivation, but also the title of Martial Scholar, and... a reliable character."

Chen Xuan did not refute, but simply nodded:

"Then so be it. Lord Wei was obviously killed by the Taiping Demon Path, while Shi Lei died at the hands of demons."

He then looked down and said with a smile:

"Let him go. If we delay any longer, he might really die."

Xue Bao looked down at Fan Wu, who was teetering on the brink of collapse, and waved his hand dismissively.

Two Yin Hu guards immediately stepped forward to untie Fan Wu and dragged him out.

……

Meanwhile, inside the brewery, Lu Ming had finished brewing the Dragon Tiger Wine.

The liquid in the gourd was bluish-white, like the color of melting moonlight meeting the deep sea.

He examined himself against the light for a moment, hesitated for a moment, then tilted his head back and took a sip.

"boom--!"

The moment the liquor entered his stomach, his expression changed drastically.

First, a scorching heat surged up from my stomach, followed by an endless chill that seeped into my very bones.

His face contorted unrecognizable in an instant, and he had to grit his teeth and circulate his qi to forcefully suppress the discomfort of the alternating sensations of ice and fire.