Drunk Immortal Gourd

Moreover, at such a young age, this man had reached the fifth level of the Pulse Opening Realm, even better than his own son. You must know that his son comes from a family of immortal cultivators who brew spiritual wine. Under the careful training of himself, a qi-training monk, he is only at the fifth level of the pulse-opening realm. This man is younger than himself, how could there be no one behind him? Power support?

The old wine seller couldn't help but make up a lot of things in his own mind, and gave Qingyang a strong background identity. He thought about it and said: "First-level blue-eyed red clams are indeed relatively rare, and many parts of their bodies are useful. But whether it is worth ten spiritual stones, we will have to look at it five times to find out. Then we will return more and make up less. As for these two jars of spiritual wine, I have not sold them here for two or three years, so they are cheap. I’ll give it to you at the price of ten spirit stones, but I can add two jars of ordinary Baihua wine, what do you think?”

The old wine seller often sets up a stall in this market. The spirit wine business is not very good. He often cannot sell a bottle of Baihua wine for ten days and a half. Now it is rare to meet such a big customer as Qingyang. The old wine man was simply generous and gave away two jars of Baihua wine for free.

Two jars of ordinary Baihua wine are worth six Qi-nourishing pills, and judging from the appearance of the old wine seller, he seems to be able to negotiate the price, so Qingyang will naturally not miss this good opportunity.

In the end, after several rounds of bargaining between the two parties, the old wine seller took a step back. The price of the two jars of spirit wine remained unchanged, but the price of the three jars of Baihua wine in Qingyang was equivalent to a discount of nearly a spirit stone. For them, For low-level casual cultivators, this discount is already very large.

The price was quickly agreed upon, but the transaction could not be carried out for the time being. The exchange of the body of the blue-eyed red clam for the spirit wine was a temporary move. Qingyang did not prepare in advance. He could not take out the monster from the Drunken Immortal Gourd in front of others. The body was dead, and the five jars of wine were not easy to get.

Qingyang had no choice but to make an excuse, saying that the corpse of the monster was in the inn and he needed to go back to get it. The old man was not afraid of the trouble and asked Qingyang to go back and prepare first. He would then go over with five jars of wine and wait until both parties identified the corpse of the monster. Deal, a delivery came directly to your door.

All the things that needed to be bought were bought, and the whole market was almost gone, so Qingyang told the old wine seller where he lived, and ended his trip to the market.

Returning to the inn, he first took out the body of the green-eyed red clam and put it away, and then asked the inn to prepare some food. While eating, he waited for the arrival of the old wine seller.

After dinner, the old wine seller arrived just in time and brought five jars of wine to Qingyang's room. After Qingyang checked that the spirit wine was correct, he took out the body of the blue-eyed red clam.

The old wine seller studied the corpse of the monster for a long time, and finally nodded and said: "This is the corpse of a mid-level first-order blue-eyed red clam. It didn't die for a long time. What's more important is that it is very well preserved. The poison is There is not much damage to the bladder, tongue, eyes, animal skin, and flesh. If it were sold in a store in the city, it would be worth almost ten spirit stones. "

"Senior, do you think we can trade?" Qingyang asked.

The old man selling wine said: "After all, we are exchanging privately. The price of this monster corpse is exactly according to the store's price, so I am taking advantage of it. How about this, I will add five more Qi Nourishing Pills, what do you think?"

The old wine seller has been in the world of immortality for decades and has rich experience in identifying the corpses of monsters. He also has a good understanding of the price changes in Yuling City. Although his cultivation level was much higher than Qingyang's, he did not deliberately take advantage of Qingyang, and finally gave him a fair price.

Qingyang was of course willing to get five more Qi-nourishing pills, so the two parties concluded the deal directly. The old wine seller left the five jars of spiritual wine and took out five Qi-nourishing pills and handed them to Qingyang. Then he took out a rag from his body and wrapped the corpse of the monster beast, and carried it out of the inn.

Qingyang has been following Master Song He for nearly ten years and has learned a lot about his good wine temperament. When he sees good wine, he must taste it. After sending the old wine seller away, Qingyang couldn't wait to open one of the jars of Baihua wine, scooped it up with a small cup, then raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

The only spiritual wine Qingyang has ever drunk, apart from the Hundred Flowers Wine, is the Rain Wine obtained from cleaning the wine pool. Although the Rain Wine is more powerful than the Hundred Flowers Wine, it is much weaker because it is mixed with a lot of river water. After drinking it, there was an earthy taste in my mouth, which ruined the beauty of the spirit wine.

And this Baihua wine has a lingering fragrance of spiritual wine among its spiciness, a hint of sweetness of honey among its lingering fragrance, and a faint floral fragrance among its sweetness. The wine is steaming and has a long aftertaste. Qingyang can even I feel a trace of vague ancient meaning lingering in my heart.

After drinking the Baihua Wine and savoring it carefully, Qingyang could still tell. He couldn't completely believe what the old wine seller said. When they brewed the Baihua Wine, they definitely didn't use hundreds of kinds of petals and nectar, and when brewing It should have been mixed with some ordinary grains, and the so-called "hundred flowers" in the name is just an approximate number.

But this is already very good. If it is brewed with more than a hundred kinds of flower petals and nectar, such Baihua Wine will be even more expensive, and it is not something I can afford.

After tasting Baihua Wine, Qingyang was even more looking forward to the other two spiritual wines. Wulingchun was going to be reserved for breaking through bottlenecks in the future, so he was reluctant to drink it. Instead, he opened the jar of Lingtai old wine, took a small glass, and poured it directly into his mouth.

After drinking a glass of spiritual wine, Qingyang felt that his whole body was warm. The alcohol slowly spread into his body, warming his meridians and soothing his soul. It was as if his whole soul was about to be drunk. Qingyang felt I can feel that my spiritual consciousness has grown slightly at this moment. No wonder it takes five spiritual stones to exchange for such a jar. It is indeed a good thing.

Good wine, good wine. This spiritual wine is indeed not comparable to the wine in the world. Qingyang really wants to sing a song to express the joy in his heart. The only flaw is that Master Songhe is not around, so such a good thing cannot be used to honor his old man.

After feeling melancholy for a while, Qingyang left the opened jar of Baihua Wine outside, preparing to drink it slowly. The remaining four jars were all taken into the space of the Drunken Immortal Gourd. The three jars that had not been opened were buried, and then he carried the jar of Lingtai old wine to the wine pavilion.

Putting the wine jar on the stone table, Qingyang had just opened the lid of the wine jar when he heard a buzzing sound above his head. The six alcoholic bees that had been silent for many days suddenly rushed out of the hive. came out and started flying around the wine jar on the stone table.

Qingyang could really feel that the mood of those alcoholic bees suddenly had a hint of urgency and a hint of flattery, like a group of children surrounding adults asking for sweets.