Creation Scripture

Chapter 187 Fusheng Brewing

Fang Yu left Shangshu Mansion, left the imperial capital, and returned to Demon Slayer Peak.

On the island in the center of the lake, the sword intent was still permeated, and the terrifying sword intent soared into the sky.

It can be felt from far away.

Fang Yu returned to Demon Slayer Peak and flew straight towards the Bamboo Tower in the middle of the lake.

"Senior is a wonderful person."

As soon as Fang Yu came to the lake, he heard the sound of Mu Wange.

After Fang Yu heard this, he looked towards the bamboo tower in the center of the lake and saw two figures chatting happily on the bamboo pavilion of the bamboo tower in the center of the lake.

It was Mu Wange and the old man sweeping the floor. No, it should be Baiyun Sword Master Huyan Lanxue. Fang Yu's body moved, and in a few flashes, he landed in the center of the bamboo pavilion.

"You're back."

After Mu Wange saw Fang Yu, he immediately shouted.

Fang Yu nodded slightly, then looked at Huyan Lanxue.

"I've met senior."

Fang Yu shouted to Huyan Lanxue with his hands raised.

Huyan Lanxue looked at Fang Yu and nodded with a smile.

"Son, I didn't lie to you. It's a good place for you, it's a good place."

Huyan Lanxue looked at Fang Yu and said with a smile.

"Senior, it is my junior who judges a gentleman's heart with his own heart. I will apologize to you, junior."

After Fang Yu heard this, he immediately apologized to Huyan Lanxue.

"Okay, okay, I'm a literary person, not Confucian."

When Huyan Lanxue heard Fang Yu's words, she waved her hands and said.

Fang Yu smiled slightly when he heard Huyan Lanxue's words, and then stretched out his hand directly. A bottle of wine appeared in Fang Yu's hand.

A smell of wine also wafted out.

Huyan Lanxue's spirits were shaken, and her eyes lit up when she looked at the wine bottle in Fang Yu's hand.

"Senior, is this okay?"

Fang Yu looked at the expression on Huyan Lanxue's face and said with a smile.

"Fu Sheng Nong, your son, is very good. I like it very much. Come, come, have a drink."

Huyan Lanxue looked at Fang Yu and said hurriedly.

After that, he took out three wine glasses from somewhere and placed them directly on the bamboo table in front of him.

Mu Wange on the side looked at Huyan Lanxue's movements and couldn't help but smile.

Fang Yu didn't hesitate, sat down and poured wine for Huyan Lanxue.

Huyan Lanxue looked at the wine in the wine glass, smelled the aroma of the wine, couldn't wait to pick up the wine glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

Then he spoke with an intoxicated look.

"Good wine, Fu Sheng Nian from Huamanlou, it really tastes good, and it leaves a refreshing fragrance on your lips and teeth. I'll drink this pot of Fu Sheng Nian for you. From now on, I'll cover you. Come on, fill it up quickly."

Huyan Lanxue urged Fang Yu.

Fang Yu had a smile on his face after hearing this.

At this time, he couldn't help but secretly sigh that Yuan Sansheng had the foresight. Yuan Sansheng gave him this Fusheng Nong. Yuan Sansheng told him that Huyan Lanxue is good at wine, and if he likes it, he will be able to get good blessings.

And this Fu Sheng Brewing is the treasure of Huamanlou's store. It has a price but no market. Just one pot of wine requires tens of millions of high-grade spiritual stones. And it’s not necessarily possible to buy it.

Because Huamanlou sells only 10,000 pots every year.

The continent is vast, and other places, including the five great dynasties alone, with countless human warriors, are not enough to carve up.

Yuan Sansheng gave him a total of three pots of Fusheng Niang. This Fusheng Niang was given to him by Li Shiming when Yuan Sansheng was named Taifu. He was given five pots in total. Yuan Sansheng was reluctant to drink these three pots. Yuan Sansheng had treasured them for many years.

Now they are all given to Fang Yu, which shows that although he looks serious and unsmiling, he really cares about Fang Yu, his nephew.

Huyan Lanxue drank three cups of Fusheng Brew in a row, with an intoxicated look on her face.

"It's been many years since I've had Fu Sheng Niang. Your son can actually get Ci Hao Liquor. Not bad, not bad."

Huyan Lanxue looked at Fang Yu and praised.

Fang Yu smiled slightly, and then poured some for Mu Wange.

"The energy contained in this wine, even three cups of it is the limit. You and I can only taste it briefly."

Fang Yu spoke to Mu Wange.

After Mu Wange heard this, she nodded slightly. She naturally knew this.

At this time, she was a little curious in her heart, how did Fang Yu get this Fu Sheng Brewing.

Her grandfather, Star Sword Master, was also a good drinker. I had seen him drink Fusheng Niang before, and he also had a taste of diluted Fusheng Niang.

"With this girl's cultivation and background, it won't be a big problem if she takes a sip. And she can also get a lot of benefits."

Huyan Lanxue heard Fang Yu's words, glanced at Mu Wange, and then said with a slight smile.

After Fang Yu heard this, he had no doubts about him. He would naturally believe the words of a strong swordsman who was as famous as Qingfeng Sword Master.

"You can also drink half a sip, and then directly enter the island to activate the sword intention to temper the body. This can maximize the effect of this floating brew, but you will have to suffer some pain."

Huyan Lanxue said to Fang Yu.

After Fang Yu heard this, he nodded slightly, and then poured some for himself.

Then he picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

Fusheng brewed into the throat, and a rich energy spread out from the throat in an instant.

Fang Yu's face instantly turned red.

When the fusheng brew entered his stomach, Fang Yu felt that his whole body was getting hot. A violent energy was rushing towards his limbs and bones. Fang Yu felt waves of tingling pain coming from the muscles and veins all over his body, and his body seemed to be about to explode. It was like being stretched to pieces.

"Go quickly."

Huyan Lanxue looked at Fang Yu and shouted.

After Fang Yu heard this, he flashed his body, transformed into sword light, and entered the island in the middle of the lake directly.

Entering the island in the middle of the lake, Fang Yu came under the rock wall. The sword intent everywhere around him instantly suppressed Fang Yu.

Fang Yu directly activated the Golden Body of Creation.

In the Shangshu Mansion, Fang Yu's Creation Qi around him had been consumed by 99%. Now he was practicing the technique, constantly refining the Floating Life Brew, and constantly accepting the sword will to temper his body. Fang Yu felt that the Creation Qi in his body began to recover.

At the same time, the strength of his physical body was also rapidly increasing at this moment.

But at this time, Fang Yu was also suffering from inhuman pain.

The violent energy of the Floating Life Brew rushed left and right in Fang Yu's body, and the external sword will turned into strands of sword energy, constantly attacking Fang Yu's body surface. At this time, Fang Yu was attacked from both inside and outside. This kind of unforgivable pain made Fang Yu's face hideous.

Even if his willpower was strong, he couldn't help but feel pain at this time, his body twitched, and he kept roaring in his heart.

"Fuck, it hurts so much."

Fang Yu roared in his heart.

At this time, Fang Yu's clothes were already stained red with blood, and strands of blood continued to seep out from his pores.

Time passed slowly.

An hour later, Fang Yu's face was wooden. He had already gotten used to the pain coming from his body.

"Boom."

At this moment, the aura around Fang Yu suddenly exploded.

The rich aura of good fortune exploded from Fang Yu's body. The robe that was originally stained with blood was instantly shattered into powder by the aura of good fortune.