Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

The medicinal materials in the round vessel were penetrated by the spring water containing powder and medicinal power. Zuo Feng felt this change, with a hint of joy on his expression, and the spiritual energy became more stable, as if it made the round vessel It is always maintained at this temperature.

In the cylindrical vessel on the other side, water vapor was constantly evaporating and being transported from the metal pipe. During this process, a small part of the liquid was completely evaporated out of the vessel. The evaporation of this water vapor did not make Zuo Feng feel sorry, but made him return to it. There is a little excitement.

Because the evaporated spring water contains impurities, while the pure spring water that simply carries medicinal power flows along the conduit into the round vessel. In a short time, all the spring water in the cylindrical vessel disappeared. Instead, a small amount of liquid was poured into the round vessel, and the medicinal materials were soaked in it.

When they saw this step, Zuo Feng and Yao Xun in the distance also breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, because the most critical part of brewing wine was over. Next, they had to rely on continuous control of the flame to keep the temperature in the round vessel constant. Let that powder that was thrown in before the left wind do its thing.

When Yao Xun saw this, he finally slowly withdrew his gaze. What he was worried about did not happen. Zuo Feng did not disappoint him. Although there were some small gaps in the brewing process, it was extremely difficult for him to brew wine so smoothly for the first time. Of course, this also had something to do with Zuo Feng. Learning how to mix medicine has something to do with it.

Yao Xun's body in the shadow of the corner moved, and he slowly sat on the ground against the wall. Then he took out the wine bottle and took a deep sip, as if he wanted to drink all the wine in the bottle in one gulp. After swallowing a large gulp of strong wine, Yao Xun took a long breath, as if he wanted to spit out all the heat in the drink.

He looked at the flask shaking in his hand with complicated eyes, and said to himself: "It seems that you don't need to drink this wine so carefully. You should be able to drink good wine tonight. But this guy is still different from the wine in my hand." It’s really similar. It tastes spicy and exciting, but the aftertaste is mellow and refreshing, and it also emits a mysterious aroma after entering the mouth. It’s really similar.”

Yao Xun couldn't help laughing as he spoke, and at the same time, a trace of sincere joy appeared on his face. Although Zuo Feng relaxed a little at this time, he had once again sunk his mind into the spiritual energy in the urn and pot. Although this last step seemed simple, he did not want to waste all his previous efforts because of his carelessness.

Although Zuo Feng was highly focused at this time, he did not transmit as much spiritual energy into the urn pot as before. Most of the flames have been driven by the left wind to the four walls of the urn, because what he needs to do most at this time is to maintain the temperature in the furnace and prevent any external impurities from entering the urn.

Time passed slowly like this, and when the sun was about to set, there were some changes in the urn and pot. To be precise, there were some changes in the air around the urn and pot. A faint fragrance floated out from the urn and pot. Zuo Feng raised his head and twitched his nose slightly, and a refreshing fragrance penetrated into his nostrils.

This taste is very familiar to Zuo Feng, and it can be said that it is the same as the Wangyou Zui brewed by Ding Hao, but the taste is stronger at this moment. The aroma of the wine floating in the air is slightly spicy, and after inhaling it, you will feel a slight burning sensation in your chest. This is the effect of this wine on improving spiritual power.

Although the aroma of the wine is slightly spicy, the mouth and nose are full of mellow aroma and a hint of sweetness. Feeling these Zuo Feng can't help but smile on his face. At the same time, Yaoxun not far away also raised his nose and sniffed twice. A look of intoxication immediately appeared on his face. He slowly stood up and staggered towards the hut.

Zuo Feng, who was concentrating on brewing wine, also heard the footsteps. There was no need to look back. Zuo Feng had already judged the identity of the person just from the rhythm and weight of his steps. Zuo Feng was not surprised that he could come here at this time. I am afraid that half of Luan City is now filled with the aroma of this wine, so it is normal for the old man to come back looking for the smell.

What surprised Zuo Feng was that the noise caused by the refining of the medicine did not enter the cave, but the aroma of the wine did not attract anyone to watch. ‘Is it because the wine I brew is not good enough, or maybe the people in this city have very high standards and don’t look down on the wine I brew at all? ’

Suspicion reappeared in Zuo Feng's heart, but his thinking could only stop here, because he felt that some white mist had leaked out from the gap around the lid of the urn. Zuo Feng knew what this meant, and he did not dare to hesitate. Quickly mobilize the spiritual energy to send it into the urn and pot.

The flames that had been hovering on the four walls of the urn suddenly gathered back towards the middle, and all stayed around the round vessel. The high temperature immediately caused the round vessel to become extremely hot, and the spring water in which the medicinal materials had been soaked at high temperature immediately began to boil.

Then the steaming wisps of mist rushed toward the metal conduit. The last container was square in shape, with no lid or anything on it. The entire container was completely open, and here were all the flames in the urn. A place that everyone will avoid.

The mist had begun to slowly gather in the metal tube. When it emerged on the side of the square vessel, it had completely gathered from the gaseous state to the liquid state and flowed into the vessel. Although they were both in the urn and pot, the square vessel seemed to Made of completely different materials, the liquid cools down quickly once it flows into it.

The flame outside the round vessel continued to grow, and more and more liquid flowed into the square vessel. At this time, these could no longer be called spring water with medicinal power, because at this time, these crystal clear liquids were the Forget-Sorrow Drunk that Zuo Feng wanted to brew.

About half a quarter of an hour later, the medicinal materials in the round vessel had turned withered and yellow, and it was no longer possible to squeeze out even a drop of liquid from them. Zuo Feng then exhaled a little and slowly retracted his palm, but before Zuo Feng could make any move, a pair of hands like dead branches appeared in front of him.

This skinny palm directly touched the lid of the still hot urn pot, as if the high temperature would not affect it at all. This palm seemed to deliberately show some strength to Zuo Feng, and it deliberately slowed down when opening the lid. Zuo Feng had the intention to stop it, but after thinking about it, he suppressed this idea with self-mockery.

The wine that he had brewed with so much effort was nothing more than to find the medicine. Now that the real owner has come, it seems a bit unreasonable not to let him taste it first. But Zuo Feng was also really curious about the taste of this wine. After all, this was the first time he brewed wine, and he thought that there was no mistake in the brewing process.

Yao Xun gently opened the lid with his left hand, deliberately stuck his head out to sniff the water vapor that came out after opening the lid, and made a comfortable cry that made Zuo Feng's hair stand on end. Then he stretched a long spoon in his right hand into the pot. Carefully filled a small half spoonful of wine and looked at it carefully, and then sniffed it gently with his nose.

Zuo Feng felt that Yao Xun seemed to be devoted to studying something new. He didn't know what he saw or smelled, but he couldn't see any expression on Yao Xun's dirty face. Yao Xun gently stretched out his tongue and dipped it in the wine under Zuo Feng's puzzled eyes, and then whispered two words "It's hot".

When he heard these two words, Zuo Feng almost raised his foot to kick Yao Xun's butt. He waited nervously for so long, but the result was that the old man said "It's hot". ‘How can this newly brewed wine not be hot before it has time to cool down? Why not just burn your tongue!’ Zuo Feng was still thinking about this in his heart, but Yao Xun drank the small half spoon of hot wine in his hand in one gulp under Zuo Feng’s shocked eyes. Then he smacked his lips lightly, looking like he was still not satisfied. Zuo Feng was not very interested in drinking, but seeing Yao Xun so drunk at this time, he was also tempted and licked his lips subconsciously. Just when Zuo Feng wanted to learn from Yao Xun and pour out some wine to taste, there was a burst of hurried footsteps not far away. Yao Xun obviously heard the footsteps earlier than Zuo Feng, but he seemed to be prepared. There was no change in his expression at all, and his eyes were still fixed on the empty long spoon in his hand. Zuo Feng turned his head curiously, because since he came to this straw hut, besides the dirty old man named Yao Xun in front of him, this was the first person he saw. This is a middle-aged man, about thirty to forty years old, with a green scarf wrapped tightly on his head. He is neither ugly nor handsome, the kind that you can't find immediately in a crowd.

The middle-aged man walked a little closer, and Zuo Feng also sensed his aura. This middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance actually has the strength of the late stage of tendon tempering. This is already good in Zuo Feng's opinion, at least much stronger than the rat-faced man he killed.

After the middle-aged man came here, he immediately bowed deeply. The posture of the salute was a bit exaggerated, and the middle-aged man's forehead was almost touching his legs. After the middle-aged man saluted, he didn't waste words and got to the point.

"Hello, senior. My master has already scheduled the date for the auction. This is the VIP card he asked me to pass on to you. My master has also prepared 50,000 gold coins for you. I hope you can..."

After hearing what the middle-aged man said, Zuo Feng immediately looked behind him in surprise. Sure enough, he was carrying a bulging big package. It was hard to imagine that this man came to find Yao Xun with 50,000 gold coins. At the same time, he became more and more interested in Yao Xun's identity.

Yao Xun didn't even turn his head and said coldly: "Put down the VIP card and take the gold coins back."

The middle-aged man looked embarrassed and seemed to be about to say something, but Yao Xun snorted coldly, frightening the middle-aged man so much that he trembled all over and swallowed his words back.