"Hmph." Su Nancheng snorted coldly, turning the wooden table in front of him into powder with his huge strength. A trace of fear appeared on Zheng Qingshan's handsome face. He knew that Sunancheng's strength was very terrifying.
The momentum exploded, and the room was in a mess. Even Zheng Qingshan felt his feet shaking. The next moment, Su Nancheng's right hand had grabbed his neck, and his speed was as fast as lightning. He was worthy of being the pinnacle master of Liuqing Transformation.
"I have treated you well over the years." Looking into Zheng Qingshan's eyes, Sunancheng said coldly. Just when Sunancheng was about to end Zheng Qingshan's life, he found that he could no longer move his hands.
"All this was determined six years ago. You have lived for six more years. Isn't that enough?" The fear on Zheng Qingshan's face disappeared, revealing a look of pride, and then he retreated slightly and left Sunan City.
control.
Su Nancheng looked in disbelief, "What did you do?"
"Nine Nether Cartilage, doesn't it taste extraordinary?" Zheng Qingshan showed a proud smile on his face.
"Zheng Yun is really willing to give up. In order to deal with me, he actually prepared the colorless and tasteless Jiuyou cartilage." Su Nancheng had a mocking look on his face. He didn't know whether he was laughing at himself unconsciously because he was deceived, or he was laughing at his old friend Zheng.
cloud?
The so-called Jiuyou cartilage is worth one gram of gold, colorless and tasteless, and its meridians are stiff.
This mysterious poison from ancient secrets can make warriors below the earth illusion instantly lose their ability to resist. And without an antidote, they will become weaker and weaker within seven days. After seven days, it is just a way to temporarily trap people.
The anesthetic will be converted into a deadly poison, and the poisoned person will experience a sense of pain and death, and finally turn into pus and die. It is an extremely insidious poison.
Zheng Yun actually allowed his grandson Zheng Qingshan to use such poison on him. Sunan Cheng was heartbroken. The so-called old friendship and the so-called treating him as one's own were all turned into ashes.
"Zheng Qingshan, I hope you can give a message to Zheng Yun and Li Ruohe after your death." Su Nancheng Yuan Yue Zhi, even if he is poisoned, his style remains unchanged.
Zheng Qingshan did not refute, and Su Nancheng said to himself, "Back then, because of Xuezhu, the three of us were strangers, but now I, Sunancheng, am alone. What qualifications do you, Zheng Yun, and Li Ruohe have to hate me?"
"Take him down and lock him up. Don't let him die easily." Zheng Qingshan smiled coldly and didn't say much.
Soon two people with stiff faces and seemingly no expressions came in from the door. They didn't say a word, and one of them led Sunan Cheng out of the room, while Zheng Qingshan stood on Sunan Cheng's position with a proud face, "What a pity.
This old immortal actually ruined all this, otherwise I could have enjoyed the feeling of being a steward of the auction house."
Not long after, his proud expression slowly disappeared, "Lin Huanran." His eyes were full of murderous intent, and the anger in his heart last time continued in his heart.
Lin Huanran was not in Aoki City at this time. The safest place for Lin Huanran was the Huangquan Mountains, which others found terrifying.
This is not only because Lin Huanran has lived there for nearly half a year, but also because of the hazy charm in his heart. It seems that only here can Lin Huanran relax wholeheartedly and forget about the feud in the world.
The brewing tools are placed aside in an orderly manner, and the spiritual water born from the blue water spiritual root is ready.
"It's up to you this time." Potian said.
Although the last time the amber medicinal wine was very successful, it even transformed Tan Tian. But that was something Lin Huanran finally figured out after failing many times.
Whether it is raw materials or auxiliary materials, or ingredients and seasonings, they all need to be carefully prepared and processed with care.
As for the fermentation time and the removal of impurities, it must be completed by the sword energy in Lin Huanran's body. Now Lin Huanran's body is not the sword energy that breaks the sky, but his own sword energy. The wine brewed from now on,
It will also completely belong to Lin Huanran himself.
He took out the treasure of heaven and earth with his right hand and instantly put it into the spiritual water. All the ingredients were wrapped in the air with internal force, and the impurities were driven away with sword energy. This is also the basic first step.
Immediately afterwards, all the materials entered the wine jar of Lingshui. After Lin Huanran went to Zhen, a gap leaked out, and sharp sword energy swarmed in. Although Lin Huanran could not see the situation in the wine jar, but
Based on the flow of the sword energy and the liquid inside, this is the only way to perfectly eliminate impurities without leaking the alcohol smell.
It is a long process to not destroy the original medicinal properties of Tiancai Dibao and to remove impurities. There are also extremely high requirements for the control and consumption of sword energy in the body, so the surroundings need to be absolutely safe. Otherwise, once distracted, this altar
Wine immediately degenerated into a vulgar object, unable to reach the realm of elegance.
As time passed by, Lin Huanran suddenly felt that the sword energy in his body was somewhat powerless.
The Heaven-Pottering Sword gloated, "The last time I used my Heaven-Breaking Sword Qi, you used it without any pressure. Now it's the sword energy in your own body. Do you think it can withstand your consumption like this?"
"Step by step, subtlety will make a big difference." Potian Jian said eight words.
Lin Huanran's closed eyes moved slightly, obviously increasing his control over the sword energy. While brewing wine, you can also condense the sword energy in your body and increase your control over the sword energy in your body.
An hour later, Lin Huanran knelt down on the ground with a pale face and panted heavily. But his eyes were full of joy, "Successful." Although he began to consume too much sword energy, he finally pulled back from the brink.
, finally succeeded at the last minute.
"Boy, why don't you use your luck? Are you going to waste this great opportunity?" Potian reminded him in time like a good teacher. Lin Huanran gathered his thoughts and sat cross-legged. A trace of sword energy was restored in the meridians that had been exhausted.
Opening his star-like eyes again, the Huangquan Mountains were already as dark as night. The roar of an unknown beast came from the distance, bringing a hint of eeriness and terror.
Lin Huanran spent a lot of effort to create a jar of wine, but at least he found a trick. Place the semi-finished wine jar deep in the cave, and do not leave the unfinished wine under the scorching sun, as this will only be a waste of effort.
"Next is the second jar." The cycle repeats itself, and three consecutive jars of wine are perfectly brewed successfully.
The unique brewing method of Potian Sword, combined with the unique brewing method of Jianqi Brewing in Shangwu Continent, shortened the time that originally required at least ten days by half.
On the fifth day, when the scorching sun was high in the sky, the three jars of wine were completed.
The red cypress wood brought from the auction house was gently opened, and the intoxicating aroma of wine immediately filled the entire cave.
Red cedar wood was originally a special wood specially used to seal the aroma of wine in the jar. Even if it is left for thousands of years, the aroma of wine will still remain and the wine will remain as good as ever.
San Tan Liquor has completely different colors based on different materials and ingredients.
The first jar is like ordinary wine, transparent and clear, like a child's exquisite heart without any impurities. Just taking a look at it makes you feel like you have woken up from the wall, as if this is the fairy liquid of Yaochi, the juice of Yushu.
There was only half a jar, but it was enough for Lin Huanran to drink it. Of course, in addition to the feeling of fine wine, such medicinal wine also had the effect of improving one's skill. Naturally, chewing peonies and blaspheming the fine wine was not allowed.
Take out the special wine-holding tool and put the wine into the white jade cup. How can the wine-maker not have something to drink with? Wouldn't that be ridiculous?
Turning the white jade cup slightly, the aroma of wine overflowed. Lin Huanran could no longer resist the urge of desire and put it to her mouth.
As if it was alive, the wine flowed into his mouth, and he was suddenly separated from the world and the world, and was no longer in the three realms. It seemed that this moving and exquisite taste had been integrated into the cells of the whole body, and the pores all over the body were opening at this moment. Even Lin Huanran couldn't help it.
He sighed softly, "It's really a good wine." Thinking that he could brew such a beautiful wine, his heart couldn't help but feel hot.
After a while, the wine turned into hot water and entered the eight extraordinary meridians. Lin Huanran did not forget his original purpose and was intoxicated by his own feelings.
The sword energy flows like a baby waiting to be suckled, greedily absorbing the medicinal properties of the medicinal wine, and the sword energy in the body continues to grow. In just an instant, it breaks through the bottleneck of the four illusions and becomes a master of the five illusions. While enjoying it, the skill is improved, and the wine is now unrivaled in the world.
For such a good thing, I'm afraid everyone will go crazy for it.
"This wine is crystal clear, as if you can see the human heart. A glass of it makes your throat feel soothed. It's called: Qingxin Mingjingba."
Take back the first altar and open the second altar.
The aroma of the wine remains the same, but the feeling is different. The aroma of the wine seems to be a fantasy, like the fragrance you are looking for in a dream. When you step on the sea of flowers in the dream, the fragrance is like a habit, an unforgettable one.
The silver-white liquid flows slowly like the water of the Milky Way. It seems that you only need to focus for a moment before the Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl dances gracefully. It is such an intoxicating scene that it is difficult to suppress.
After changing the wine glass, Lin Huanran was not willing to let this rare experience be confused by his own feelings. Each wine needed to be tasted individually to understand the unforgettable taste.
Hey, I drank it again, and the silver-white liquid that looked like mercury melted into my mouth. Even if I knew it was poisonous, I would die under the peony flowers, and I would be a ghost.
Follow her through life and death for her beauty, and get drunk on fine wine for eternity.
It seemed that he had such an awareness. After drinking the wine, Lin Huanran closed his eyes and thought about it.
It is said that drunkenness leads to life and dreams of death. I believe everyone has experienced the word drunkenness, but not everyone has the honor to feel the feeling of dreaming of death. Now Lin Huanran seems to be in a state of ecstasy, soaring up to the sky. This wine is extraordinary.
Being absorbed by the sword energy in his body again, Lin Huanran opened his eyes as if sighing. Being impressed by the wine he brewed, this was an unspeakable state.
"This wine is like the Milky Way, like a dream or an illusion. It's hard to tell whether it's genuine or not. So it's called: Galaxy Illusion."
With the impact of the first two forums, Lin Huanran couldn't wait to open the third forum.
Elegant and fragrant, Xiaojiabiyu. Don’t fight, don’t rob, don’t be jealous, don’t sigh.
The color of this jar of wine is emerald green, just like the clumsy thorn trees in the house, weaving cloth silently, only waiting for the husband in my heart to return home after sunset, will he smile happily.
The aroma of the wine rises slowly, and it seems that you can hardly feel the aroma of the wine without inhaling hard. But when you are shocked by the attractive aroma of the wine, it slowly dissipates, as soft as autumn water, as elegant as the spring breeze.
Unknowingly, Lin Huanran's mind flashed with that fluttering black hair, that hint of understanding.
At this moment, Lin Huanran seemed reluctant to drink it, as if doing so would only blaspheme the wine in front of him.
"This wine is gentle and restrained, elegant and leisurely, so it is called: Please touch my heart." Lin Huanran looked at the wine in the glass gently and murmured.