Legend of the Cultivation God: Immortal Realm Chapter 678: Eight wines of celestial wine

"Senior Lian..." Li Moyi asked, "Why is it called a tear? Is there a tear that will flow out after drinking?"

"If it seems from the appearance, it should be like this!" Lian Xiuyuan nodded, "but it is not the case!"

Xiao Hua smiled slightly: "Xiao Mou listens to ears!"

Lian Xiuyuan was about to speak, and Qiong Er flew in with the ice flower in her hand! Lian Xiuyuan nodded with a smile, Qiong'er sent pieces of ice flowers to all the immortals.

Qionger bowed to retreat, Lian Xiuyuan smiled and said: "You are waiting by the side, just listen to the old man."

"Thank you Master!" Qiong'er looked very surprised and stood aside after bowing down to salute.

"Xianyou please..." Lian Xiuyuan smiled and sent Binghua to the entrance first.

Xiao Hua, Li Moyi, and Bai Xiaotu do not know what Binghua is for, and they think it is still immortal wine. The three hesitated slightly.

When Qionger saw this, he hurriedly explained: "The three seniors, this ice flower is for the sake of pure mouth and pure heart. The senior uses the next tea. My host will invite three of them to taste the fairy brewed by his old man. Wine."

"It turns out so!" Xiao Hua and others suddenly realized that they sent Binghua to the entrance.

Sure enough, at the entrance of Binghua, a cool and pure body emerged from the mouth, as if the Bingquan irrigated body penetrated into the body, even the coolness rushed into the mind, and all the thoughts were swept away!

Lian Xiuyuan closed her eyes for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Have three fairy friends ever heard of Meng Po Tang?"

Li Moyi looked at Xiao Hua and turned to Lian Xiuyuan: "Of course I know. According to legend, the road to Yin Si Guifu is called Huangquan Road, there is a river called Wangchuan River on the road, and a bridge on the river called Naihe Bridge. Take There is a Tutai called Wangxiangtai across the Naihe Bridge. There is an old woman named Mengpo selling Wangmeng's soup beside Wangxiangtai. There is a stone called Sansheng Stone beside the river. The Sansheng Stone records the past and present of the fairy, and Meng Po Tang made the fairy forget everything in this life, so boiling the soup with Wangchuan River is Meng Po soup."

"Did Li Xiaoyou not drink Meng Po soup?"

Li Moyi laughed: "Of course not!"

"Why did Li Xiaoyou say that Meng Po soup was forgotten and boiled in water?" Lian Xiuyuan asked back, "Why isn't it the agar made from the water of Wangchuan?"

"Ah??" Li Moyi and Bai Xiaotu whispered at the same time, shouting, "No...Isn't it possible?"

"How is it impossible?" Lian Xiuyuan once again asked, "Meng Po Tang Ben is taken from the ghosts that Ten Palace judged to be sent to mankind everywhere, and then joined the spirit materials collected from the underworld, blended into a soup like The liquor is divided into five flavors: sweet, bitter, spicy, sour and salty."

"Senior Lian has been to the prefecture?" Li Moyi asked with a smile.

"Of course not!"

"How do seniors know that Meng Po soup is liquor?"

"Li Xianyou has seen Moban Mountain?"

Li Moyi laughed and nodded, "Yes, indeed. The younger generation has never seen Mo Banshan, but since the younger generation has engraved the immortal marks, it should be named as Immortal Class! Although the senior has not been to the prefecture, he cannot Said Meng Po Tang is not liquor!"

"That's right!" Lian Xiuyuan gave a thumbs up, "Li Xiaoyou has great wisdom in his heart, and he has a promising future!"

Li Moyi said modestly: "Predecessors are ridiculous, let's talk about the fairy wine rank first!"

Lian Xiuyuan nodded, then said separately: "It is said that the spirits of Yin and Yang in the world can be brought together to produce Meng Po soup of different grades. They are: a drop of raw tears, two money old tears, three points of bitter tears. , Four cups of tears of regret, five inches of acacia tears, six tears of sickness, seven feet away from tears, eight sad tears! Meng Po soup of different grades for immortals of different grades to drink, as strong as the fairy king, drinking eight The sad tears will also be drunk, and forget everything in this life! This is the real grade of Xianjiu. The other first-class, second-order, third-brew, etc. are all compiled by the immortals at random, and there is no basis!"

Speaking of this, Lian Xiuyuan is somewhat helpless: "It's just that this real grade sounds very obscure, and it doesn't fit the spirit of immortal wine. This is only a drop of immortal wine, two dollars old wine, three Divided into bitter wine, four regretted brews, five inch acacia brewed, six sickly brewed, seven feet apart liquid and eight Ying sad liquid! This is also considered a vassal, how, how!"

"Xiao Mou has been taught!" Xiao Hua looked at Lian Xiuyuan, and felt that he was mysterious, and he said, "Is it Lian Xianyou that there is Ba Ying sad liquid here?"

"Xiao Xianyou thinks too much!" Lian Xiuyuan shot a waist bag, a large wine jar flew out, the wine jar was dark in color, and its strange runes were engraved on it. The traces of years poured out from the dark light and shadow, "The two-money old wine brewed by the old man is already Huang Zengtian's best. There can be no three-point bitter wine in the day of desire!"

"What about Sejie Tian?" Bai Xiaotu asked suddenly.

Lian Xiuyuan blinked and blinked, and replied: "That's not what the old man can know! Come, come, come, try the old man's two-money old wine Gu Zong Qiong liquid!"

Lian Xiuyuan finished speaking, his finger flicked gently over the wine jar, a golden sound of "keng", and a mass of black agar liquid flew out. This agar liquid did not look like wine at all. There are some obscure wave marks on it, which at first glance look like annual rings of tree stumps. When that Qiong liquid fell in front of Xiao Hua, Xiao Hua sniffed his nose involuntarily, Qiong liquid was fragrant, and there was no breath of fine wine.

"This...is this still fine wine?" Xiao Hua hesitated, but he looked at the smile on Lian Xiuyuan's face, as well as the expectation of Li Moyi and Bai Xiaotu. Fall into the entrance.

Although Xiao Hua was ready, when he was at the entrance of Qiongye, a huge shock of "boom...", the unspeakable spicy rushed straight into his mind with the weight of the years! Almost like a mountain, the pressure came out of thin air, hitting his memory deeply, and the vortex previously condensed on the surface of the agar liquid really turned into a huge annual ring.

In this rolling year, countless memories are drawn like silk!

Where is wine, this is clearly the essence of years, the essence of memory, and the waves that have sprung up over time!

When the spiciness fell like an anchor, the bottom of some bitter memories rose quietly, turning into sorrow and spreading the heart, thousands of words turned into a sigh, Xiao Hua opened his eyes and said: "Ah! From now on , Xiaomou knew what real wine is!!!"

After finishing, Xiao Hua bowed to the courtesy and said: "Xianlian Xianyou......"

"Ouch!" Lian Xiu was originally proud, but Xiao Hua was so solemn, he was also surprised, and quickly rushed to help, "Xiao Xianyou is polite, but why is this the two old wines?"

Lian Xiuyuan never knew that his two-money old wine meant Xiao Hua differently. Xiao Hua’s memory was protected by light traces and could not be completed for a long time. Now he is inspired by the two-dollar old wine that is comparable to Meng Po Tang, and he recalls some things. The importance of these things is not something that can be evaluated by the fine wine.

Xiao Hua smiled slightly and said, "Xiao Mou is afraid that the two old wines of Xianyou are too precious, and the money crystal in Xiao Mou is not enough..."

"Haha, Xiao Xianyou laughed..." Lian Xiuyuan smiled and said, "These two old wines are not pure. The old man took them out to let Xianyou taste, how dare to collect Xianyou Qianjing... ?"

Just talking about this, Lian Xiuyuan was surprised for a moment, looking at Li Moyi and Bai Xiaotu next to them. After drinking two dollars of old wine in Xiao Hua, they also drank separately, but after Xiao Hua woke up, The two were actually intoxicated.

"Haha..." Xiao Hua smiled and explained, "I'm afraid that my two disciples would become seniors and be drunk by the old wine of Xianyou Erliang!"

"Xianyou is wrong!" Lian Xiuyuan shook his head. "The common fairy wine in fairy world may be related to cultivation. Well, even some fairy wines are specially brewed for cultivation. Refined fairy wine can purify the spirit spirit within. It’s good for cultivation, but it’s all a small way, and it loses the true meaning of drinking immortal wine. The old couple’s two or two old wines have nothing to do with cultivation behavior, and... experience and memory!"

"Um, Xiao Mou understands!" Xiao Hua nodded, but did not explain. Li Moyin is the supreme world, and he must have more killing and enmity than himself. Although Bai Xiaotu was born in the fairy world, he has a lot of fate. Presumably the state of mind and Daojie are also in chaos. It is also a chance if these two old wines can be used to straighten it out.

Xiao Hua didn’t want Lian Xiuyuan to see more, and immediately turned to the topic and asked: "Xianyou these two old wines are really only seen in Xiao Mou's life. At this time, Xiao Mou knew the essence of Xianjiu... …"

"No, no, no..." After Xiao Hua finished, Lian Xiuyuan waved his hand, "Xiao Xianyou was wrong, you don't know the essence of Xianjiu!"

"This..." Xiao Hua was a little embarrassed, but he always knew what he knew and what he didn’t know. After blushing for a while, he laughed with him, "Yes, yes, that was Xiao Mou wrong, until now, Xiaomou knew what real fairy wine was. But Xiaomou had two doubts!"

Listening to Xiao Hua's saying that the two or two old wines are real fairy wines, Lian Xiuyuan's face grows beautiful, which he will never deny. He smiled and said: "Xiao Xianyou is an eccentric person. Some of them have looked at Shuangli before. At this time, they always want some fairy dust brew to refute the old man~IndoMTL.com~ really makes the old man angry! Since Xiao Xianyou has doubts, it must be really Doubts, please talk about..."

"Xiao Mou was originally two doubts, but now it has become three!" Xiao Hua asked. "The first question is, what is the essence of Xianjiu?"

"Xiao Xianyou is questioning the old man!" Although Lian Xiu Yuan complained about Xiao Hua, but where did the expression look? He clearly liked Xiao Hua's inquiry. He took a sip of liquid and said, "Speaking Xianjiu, Xianyou must have linked Xianjiu to Xunhuan for fun, right?"

"Really!" Xiao Hua did not hide, nodded, "It is because of the extravagance of fairy wine that Xiao Mou is not good at fairy wine, presumably... is this the case for most fairy people?"

"This is a misunderstanding of Xianjiu!" Lian Xiuyuan nodded, "And it is precisely because Xianjie rarely has real sacrifice wine, so that the common dust Xianjiu overflows, causing Xianjiu to be misunderstood!"

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Meng Po Tang is made from Qiongye wine. It looks very reasonable. The eight wines of immortal wine are not bad?