One thousand seven hundred and sixty-four ice sandalwood jade paste
"Almost!"
Yun Xiao, who had been sensing the changes in the ice, completely ignored the strange looks on the bystanders. After about half a stick of incense had passed, a low murmur came out of his mouth.
Crack!
Yun Xiao stretched out his hand and poked the frozen ice gently, and an invisible force stretched out. Several people onlookers could see clearly that there was a small person underneath the ice. Hole.
Moreover, this small hole seemed to possess a kind of spirituality, constantly moving upwards, and within a moment it had reached the place where the blood was inside.
At the same time, Yun Xiao had already placed a jade pot under the ice. The opened spout was facing the hole in the ice, as if he was waiting for something.
Hua Hua...
After about a few breaths, a soft sound was heard from within the solid ice, followed by a dark red stream of water that slowly flowed through the small hole into the jade pot underneath.
The dark red liquid did not look like ordinary wine, but more like a thick rice porridge. It flowed very slowly, but in the eyes of the onlookers, they were already stunned.
"It turns out that the real holy wine is that inconspicuous table!"
By this time, several people had realized something. Among them, Meng Zhidao, who was seriously injured, even expressed sighs of emotion, with a hint of annoyance and regret.
Just now, Meng Zhidao thought that the wine jar contained holy wine, so he did not hesitate to offend Sima Nanfeng, the commander of the imperial palace, and was eventually seriously injured by the latter. Now it seems that it is really not worth it.
But now that the matter has come to this, no matter how much regret there is, it is useless. Ma Nanfeng and others can only watch helplessly as the dark red viscous liquid continues to flow into the jade pot without making any movement.
What is extremely regretful in their hearts is that until now, they still don’t know what kind of wine the wine on the table is, and whether it has reached the level of the true saint.
It's a pity that Yun Xiao didn't say a word, and Ma Nanfeng couldn't ask questions. After all, there had been some unpleasantness between the two. He was really afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would attract the young man's attention, and then he would be attracted to him. What if I kill him with one sword?
"Um...brother Yunxiao, is that really holy wine?"
Ma Nanfeng did not dare to ask first, and Meng Zhidao was also too scrupulous to speak. However, Lu Ye, who was not far away, had no scruples and asked directly in a loud voice, with a hint of curiosity in his voice.
Lu Ye knew that with his cultivation ability, he would never have the opportunity to drink a sip of holy wine, but if he could know the name or efficacy of that holy wine, it might be something he could brag about with his friends in the future. Can't miss this opportunity.
At this moment, Lu Ye really felt a deep sense of pride in his heart. Fortunately, he recognized heroes with his sharp eyes. He talked to Yun Xiao as soon as he came and even called him brother, which gave him this sense of superiority at this moment.
To be honest, when he just talked to Yun Xiao, Lu Ye didn't know the details of this young man at all, but he didn't expect that this young man could be such a monster.
"This thing is indeed a holy wine!"
Hearing Lu Ye's loud voice, Yun Xiao felt quite happy. He raised his head and nodded first. Then as his voice fell, the last drop of the dark red wine in the ice finally fell.
"This wine is called 'Ice Sandalwood Jade Jelly'. It has a strong cold attribute. It is very effective for some cold attribute cultivators. But if some fire attribute cultivators drink it, tsk tsk..."
Yun Xiao first explained the details of the so-called ice sandalwood jade pulp, and then glanced at Ma Nanfeng intentionally or unintentionally. Although he did not finish what he said, the meaning behind his words was self-evident.
As soon as these words came out, a trace of fear flashed across the flushed face of the Imperial Palace Master, secretly thinking that it was a good thing that he did not find the real holy wine ice sandalwood jade syrup first, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
With Ma Nanfeng's strength at the peak of the Heaven Realm, if it were just some heaven-level wine, even if it was a high-level heaven-level ice-cold wine, he would be able to suppress it by drinking it. After all, he has a strong fire-attribute aura.
But when this icy wine reached the level of the saint, Ma Nanfeng was no longer absolutely sure, especially after he was incapacitated by the alcohol smell in the wine jar.
The wine gave rise to a sense of fear.
Even a trace of holy wine can knock you to the point of being unable to move, let alone drinking a holy wine with completely opposite properties.
Ma Nanfeng had reason to believe that if he drank the cold wine from the Holy Order without knowing it, his end would be ten times more miserable than it was now.
From this point of view, Yun Xiao might have saved his life by throwing the wine jar to Ma Nanfeng just now. There was a strange combination of circumstances. As the director of the imperial palace, Ma Nanfeng suddenly lost his life.
Got it.
But what Ma Nanfeng didn't know was that Yun Xiao didn't have such thoughts at all. Firstly, he couldn't bear to part with holy wine, and secondly, a guy at the pinnacle of Tongtian realm was not qualified enough for him to worry about.
Even if he didn't rely on the holy wine or the smell of holy wine, Yun Xiao was absolutely sure to kill Ma Nanfeng, but now he had more important things to do and didn't want to waste time here.
"Haha, brother Yunxiao, congratulations on becoming the champion of this Drunken Immortal Conference!"
Lu Ye was in a good mood. At this moment, he no longer cared about the identity of the director of Ma Nanfeng Imperial Palace. He only heard him let out a loud laugh, which made the two people lying on the ground feel complicated.
The Zuixian Conference in Zuixian Restaurant is held once a year, and every year it attracts countless drunkards to participate, even Sima Nanfeng of the Imperial Palace is no exception.
But they never thought that this time at the Drunken Immortal Convention, where it was said that holy wine would appear, the person who had the last laugh would be a young boy whose name they had just learned.
"Yunxiao? Yunxiao? Where did this guy come from?"
Whether it was Ma Nanfeng or Meng Zhidao, their eyes were fixed on the rough-clothed young man for a moment, and they were filled with doubts as they watched him slowly put the wine bottle back into his waist.
Until this moment, the two of them had not sensed Yun Xiao's true cultivation level, but just this skill of distinguishing wine made them very interested. After making up their mind to go out to Zuixian Restaurant,
We must find out the details of this young man.
Especially Ma Nanfeng, in addition to doubts, he was filled with anger and murderous intent. He was used to being domineering in his position in the imperial palace, but no one had ever dared to offend him like this.
Although this young man's ability to distinguish alcohol is very strong and his methods are quite strange, in Ma Nanfeng's view, these are just tricks. When it comes to fighting with real swords and guns, this young man must be an embroidered pillow who is strong on the outside and weak on the inside.
One blow.
At this moment, Yun Xiao had no intention to care about Ma Nanfeng. After seeing him put away the ice sandalwood jade paste, he turned his gaze to the depths of Zui Chun Palace, with a trace of expectation in his eyes.
"Huh? No one?"
However, dozens of breaths passed, and when Yun Xiao still couldn't sense any movement, he couldn't help but feel disappointed. This was quite different from what he had thought before.
Originally, Yun Xiao thought that after he found the holy wine in Zui Chun Hall, the big shot behind Zui Xian Restaurant would take the initiative to show up to meet him. But now it seems that it may be wishful thinking on his part.
With the power of Yun Xiao's half-step holy soul, he couldn't sense the presence of anyone else in Zui Chun Palace. Or maybe that person was too strong, and his half-step holy soul couldn't sense it.
come out.
But no matter what the situation is, it shows that the secret figure has no intention of showing up to meet him. This may be because there are many people here and the person doesn't want to show up, but it really disturbs Yun Xiao.
plan.
"Huh?"
Just when Yun Xiao felt disappointed, he suddenly felt something in his heart, and then turned around, and then he was sure that the smell of alcohol in the drunken palace no longer existed at this moment.
It's just that once the alcohol smell in the Zui Chun Palace disappeared, those who were unconscious due to inhaling the alcohol smell did not wake up and had to use some special methods.
Crunch!
After a while, the door of the Zui Chun Palace finally made a loud noise, and opened towards the inside as if some mechanism had been touched, revealing some vague figures outside.
Tap tap tap!
There was a sound of footsteps, and then Yun Xiao saw a group of figures entering the main hall. The first person was none other than the boss of Zuixian Restaurant, Zhou.
"Haha, it seems that this year's Drunken Immortal Conference champion was won by this brother Yun Xiao!"
Shopkeeper Zhou entered the main hall and saw the two people who stood out from the crowd. His eyes selectively ignored Lu Ye, but turned to the rough-clothed young man in the innermost room. He didn't say much.
hesitate.
Lu Ye is not a nameless person in Zuixian City, but how much he weighs, Shopkeeper Zhou naturally knows very well, and knows that with the strength of this early Tongtian realm, it is definitely impossible to become the final winner.
Although shopkeeper Zhou never thought that the boy in rough clothes could win the championship, at this moment, both Ma Nanfeng and Meng Zhidao were lying on the ground, and the answer was already obvious.
"Help!"
Shopkeeper Zhou didn't say too much to Yun Xiao. The reward for the champion of the Drunken Immortal Conference was the pot of holy wine, so he didn't need to give any other reward, so he just let out two words of drink.
However, when Shopkeeper Zhou turned his eyes away from Yun Xiao, he also glanced at Qina Yao with some envy, because he knew that this Zuixian Conference was quite different from the previous ones.