I Try To Become An Immortal Through Mortal Science

"It's impossible for the junior to abolish his cultivation, why not let the junior toast three cups to appease the senior's anger."

With a thought of Luo Hong's mind, a white jade wine glass and a small jug with a magic seal attached flew out from the storage bag.

"Boy, you actually made fun of me, I really thought I wouldn't dare to kill you!"

Yan Xiuming was furious, how could the mere spirit wine send him away, it was clearly Luo Hong who was playing tricks on him.

"After the senior drinks it, he will naturally not kill me."

Luo Hong swiftly tore the talisman away, and the strong aura fluctuations made everyone in the room stare at it.

Naturally, what Luo Hong took out was not authentic Yulong wine, but the product of his experiments before refining Yulong wine, but each sip also contained aura equivalent to 60 medicinal power.

This small pot is only about ten mouthfuls, but the aura contained in it is equivalent to Qi Gathering Pill.

Of course, Qi Gathering Pill is better in terms of improving cultivation. After all, spirit wine releases spirit energy too fast, which is far more difficult to absorb than pill.

No foundation-building stage cultivator could turn a blind eye to the Qi Gathering Pill. After all, Yan Kuang was just a member of the Qi Refining Stage. If he could exchange his life for a few pots of spirit wine equivalent to the Qi Gathering Pill, Yan Xiuming would definitely not hesitate.

No matter what stage a cultivator is at, the most important thing is his own cultivation.

It was precisely because Luo Hong saw through this that she was confident that she could appease Yan Xiuming's anger.

"Senior, please drink this first cup."

Luo Hong filled the white jade wine glass, and handed it to Yan Xiuming respectfully, as an apology.

"Auntie, you."

Seeing that Yan Xiuming really reached out to pick it up, Yan Xiao, who was not clear with Yan Kuang, yelled in disbelief.

"Smile, don't worry, Auntie, I can drink at most two cups of it, and today I will destroy this kid's cultivation for you."

Yan Xiuming spoke harsh words, but his movements of drinking were very neat.

When the wine enters the throat, an extremely refreshing feeling of coolness swims through Yan Xiuming's internal organs. After the wine enters the stomach, the intense heat, accompanied by the exploding aura, sweeps across Yan Xiuming's whole body. The taste is really wonderful.

What surprised Yan Xiuming even more was that in the alternation of cold and heat in his body, he discovered that he had realized a little bit of the mystery of the transformation of yin and yang.

This is of great benefit to his cultivation!

"Senior, this is the second cup"

"Don't talk nonsense, fall!"

Yan Xiuming was anxious to grasp the fleeting mystery of yin and yang, and urged Luo Hong to pour wine with red eyes.

Soon after the second glass of wine, Yan Xiuming felt that he was only one step away from success, he had already forgotten what he said earlier, and put the empty wine glass in front of Luo Hong with a snap.

"Auntie, you can't drink the third cup!"

If Yan Xiuming drinks the third cup, it will show that he has accepted Luo Hong's proposal, and Yan Kuang's death will be completely exposed, which makes Yan Xiao not in a hurry.

"Go away! Boy, pour the wine quickly!"

Yan Xiuming flicked his sleeves violently, and swept away the niece who loved him so much like garbage.

While pouring the wine, Luo Hong was also surprised by Yan Xiuming's crazy performance. It stands to reason that his pot of castrated version of Yulong wine would make the foundation-building monks take it seriously, but he couldn't reach this kind of fanaticism anyway. degree.

Although the reason is not clear, this does not prevent Luo Hong from raising the price on the ground.

Originally, he wanted to use two or three pots of spiritual wine to exchange Yan Kuang's life, but now it seems that not only one pot is enough, but he can also get some benefits.

Sure enough, after drinking the third cup, Yan Xiuming didn't intend to stop at all, he stared at the jug in Luo Hong's hand, if it wasn't for the presence of Zhong Weiniang, he would have taken it by now.

"Boy, give me the jug in your hand, and I won't care about Yan Kuang's death with you."

The greed in Yan Xiuming's eyes almost solidified.

"In order to brew this spiritual wine, I used up all the spirit stones of the younger generation. I originally planned to honor the elders of the master, and even three cups is the limit."

Luo Hong saw that Yan Xiuming's face was getting more and more ruthless, and felt that the time had come, so she quickly changed the tone:

"However, if the senior insists on asking for it, it's not impossible. The younger generation has heard that the Yan family is good at refining weapons, so if you dare to ask the senior for a top-grade magic weapon, it doesn't need to be too good, as long as it can increase the power of water spells."

Yan Xiuming's expression turned cold at first, but then he laughed again.

"My Yan family's art of refining weapons is the best in the Yue Kingdom, even compared with the Yuanwu Kingdom's Shenbingmen, it is not far behind. Just wait, boy, I will come as soon as I go."

After finishing speaking, it turned into a long rainbow and broke through the sky.

Luo Hong reattached the sealing talisman, and sat down with a long sigh of relief. It is not an easy task to bargain with a cultivator whose cultivation level is much higher than his own.

"Nephew Luo, just now you said that this spirit wine is to be honored to the elders of the master, so do I count as your elders?"

Zhong Weiniang's beautiful eyes were full of splendor, she could see Yan Xiuming's fanatical behavior clearly, but at this moment she was very greedy.

"Of course, even if the little uncle doesn't help today, the younger generation will come to visit and offer spirit wine in the future."

Luo Hong took out a new flagon and put it in front of Zhong Weiniang: "Master, please, this is prepared for you by this junior, besides"

A jar five or six times larger than the small wine jug appeared in front of Zhong Weiniang, with three sealing talismans pasted on it.

"This is Uncle Liu's share, and please ask my junior uncle to pass it on for the younger generation."

Comparing the two, Zhong Weiniang suddenly tasted a little bit.

"Third senior brother really didn't protect you in vain, but don't forget my master."

Put away the spirit wine, Zhong Weiniang kindly reminded.

"That's natural, but it will take some time for the ancestor's share, and then I have to ask my junior uncle to bring the younger generation to see the ancestor."

"It's easy to say." Zhong Weiniang agreed casually.

Luo Hong was secretly happy, he did not hesitate to risk exposing the Jade Dragon Wine just for Zhong Weiniang's promise.

At this point in time, Old Devil Han should have already encountered a sneak attack. With my spiritual water amulet, his counterattack this time will not be as thrilling as before.

You know, if Old Devil Han hadn't learned the bone shrinking technique in the strange arts of the world, he would have almost died without even being able to recruit the Fu Baofei Sword.

Old Mo Han has always had a clear grievance and grudge, and he urgently needs someone to take care of him after he entered the Yellow Maple Valley, so when Luo Hong meets him again, there is a high probability that a lotus elixir that is full of years is indispensable.

But with the elixir, does it mean that the deal between Luo Hong and the woman who concealed the veil of Yuezong can be successfully completed?

If Luo Hong really thought that way, it would be too naive. Fairness in the world of cultivating immortals only exists among cultivators of the same level. Besides, obtaining the ancient prescription of Jinglian Pill is not Luo Hong's goal, so he will inevitably have to get entangled.

Therefore, Luo Hong wanted to win Li Huayuan's favor, so that he could use his tiger skin to ensure that the transaction went in the direction he intended.

The conversation between Luo Hong and Zhong Weiniang woke up the other two monks at the foundation stage of the small immortal cultivating family. Although they were also envious of the castrated version of Yulong wine, they didn't want to have any grudges with a major cultivator of the alchemy stage.

They all have families and businesses in the country of Yue, and they would not have taken the risk if it wasn't for the astounding benefits.

And Yan Shouyi, apart from paying attention to the flagon at the beginning, has been drinking tea in a sullen way, as if he has already accepted his fate with Yan Xiuming.

The next two chapters will be published together to save trouble.