Collapse! The Saints Have Been Reborn to Seek Revenge!

At this moment.

In the sky above Baiyunzong, Qingshan Zhenren in black loose robes had serious eyes and stood in the sky.

Behind him, more than a dozen elders wearing white cloud robes, walking on magic implements, and holding magic handprints in their hands, are ready to strike the enemy who has not yet appeared at any time.

The wind was blowing, and everyone's clothes were screeching.

There is a lot of wind, Xiao Xiaoxi, and Yi Shuihan's sadness!

And below them, on the square in front of the Baiyun Sect Master's hall, tens of thousands of disciples were waiting with weapons in their hands!

However, the enemy did not appear!

But the rich aroma of wine permeates it!

Suddenly it was noisy.

"It's so fragrant, wine, this is the smell of wine, what kind of wine is so fragrant?"

A word from one of the disciples immediately caused other disciples to inhale.

"hiss--"

"hiss--"

"hiss--"

"It is indeed the aroma of wine, and the aroma of wine contains a pure spiritual power... I feel dizzy!"

"thump!"

"thump!"

"No, someone got drunk!"

There was chaos in the square in front of the main hall, and the disciples in the transcendence realm actually fell to the ground one by one!

The disciples in the gathering spirit realm were all spinning around, and they were seven or eight points drunk.

"Where are the enemies? Come on, I want to fight ten!"

"How dare you move my Baiyun Sect, I'm really tired and crooked, let's see if I don't hammer you!"

Someone just played a drunken madness!

And there are a few disciples, after absorbing the spirit power of wine fragrance, they broke through in situ!

"Elder Beni, the senior brother of the Law Enforcement Hall has broken through to the Pill Formation Realm from the ninth level of gathering spirits!"

"Elder Beni, the third senior sister of the Refining Hall, has broken through to the Eighth Heaven of Gathering Spirits!"

"Elder Beni, Hundred Herbs Hall..."

"Elder Zhi... Ci'ao! Elder, have you broken through too?"

...

a while.

The chaos of the White Cloud Sect was calmed down, and all the disciples meditated on the spot, refining the spirit power of wine.

As for Qing Shan and the elders, their faces turned slightly red.

embarrassed.

It wasn't an enemy attack...

Scared people to death!

The one who said the enemy attacked just now, if you are rough, I promise not to kill you!

Everyone looked at the direction of the Zizhu Forest, and had already noticed the source of the aura riot.

"It turns out that Senior Drunk Moon did it?"

"It's really a blessing for me, Baiyun Sect, to have such a kind deed of seniors... It would be even better if I had been informed in advance!"

"Just why, the mysterious spiritual power is contained in the aroma of wine?"

All the elders looked towards Qingshan.

Although Zuiyue came uninvited, in the eyes of the elders, it was Qingshan who knew him.

Qingshan touched his nose embarrassedly, both happy and frowning:

"Could it be that Senior Zuiyue is brewing heaven and earth spirit wine... But didn't the senior say that she can only drink and knows nothing about winemaking..."

After some thought, it is better to go and find out.

Anyway, Zuiyue is not the kind of old monster with eccentric temperament, on the contrary, he has no air at all.

And when Qingshan brought everyone to the bamboo house in the Purple Bamboo Forest.

Only to find that the drunk moon is not making wine.

Instead, she and her name, a female disciple who had been recruited for more than a month, stared at a water mirror about 48 inches and watched something.

"Senior Drunk Moon..."

Qingshan didn't dare to look left and right, and planned to clasp his fists and ask each other.

"Shh!"

Zuiyue turned around and put her index finger in front of her red lips, motioning for silence.

Afterwards, she pursed her lips and gave Qingshan a wink: Don't look at what time this is?

Qingshan was puzzled and followed Zuiyue's line of sight.

in the mirror,

It is a picture inside a bamboo house.

Inside the bamboo house, a handsome young man waved the bamboo bed, table, chairs and other items into the storage bag to clear the space.

Then he turned his hands and took out a small stove, a ceramic wine still, and poured the fermented grains from the fermentation barrel into the wine still...

This is the final step in making wine, distilling to get the wine!

Qingshan looked at all these operations and understood at a glance, but he was also dumbfounded.

Isn't Drunk Moon making wine?

And when you look closely, you are immediately stunned!

Qin, nephew Qin? ? ?

That handsome young man, not Qin Hao, who else could it be! *