Tang Zongren was not polite, took a bowl and spoon to fill a full bowl, and tasted it was really refreshing and delicious.

Especially next to the major spiritual peaks of the Canglan Dao Sect, and under the nourishment of the aura, this grain of rice reveals a trace of aura.

Tang Zongren recalled the winemaking method in his previous life.

First of all, just like making steamed buns to ferment, Tang Zongren put the rice in the yard, covered it with gauze, and fermented the rice.

Then, the fermented grain is poured into it, and the microorganisms in the rice break down the grain starch into sake.

Tang Zongren added a large pot of rice grains, found a clay pot behind the cold water, put a pot of rice in it, sealed it, and put it in the cellar of the old man's home.

Although the old man didn't know what Tang Zongren was busy with, he didn't dare to ask more, seeing Tang Zongren use up all the rice in a big pot, he was a little angry in his heart, what did he eat?

Tang Zongren couldn't help but be happy when he saw that he had done it.

However, when I take a closer look at all the food that the old man doesn't know how many meals to eat, I can't help but feel a little ashamed in my heart.

From his own bag, he took out a piece of gold and threw it to the old man.

The old man took the gold, his hands trembled and he didn't dare to accept it directly, looking at Tang Zongren's eyes.

"Dao Chief, you are tormenting the old man, how dare I accept the gold you give?"

As the old man spoke, he coughed, and gradually coughed up a puddle of black blood.

Tang Zongren stepped forward to support the old man and used his spiritual power to probe the old man's body, but he never thought that Tang Zongren's spiritual power was directly ejected from the old man's body.

"What's going on?" Tang Zongren looked at the old man suspiciously.

When the old man saw Tang Zongren, his eyes were puzzled, "Hey."

"Dao Chief, you don't know, little old man, I am an outsider, my parents died when I was a child, and I made a living by begging. ”

"At that time, I didn't realize anything, I was originally a beggar, and the immortal family of Canglan Dao Sect didn't drive me away in the end, and let me do some chores in this dojo. ”

"Although now, I have no children and no daughters, but I am content, I look down on life and death, I am very happy to die here, this life is not in vain. ”

Seeing the old man's sincere eyes, Tang Zongren was also very uncomfortable.

At this time, Tang Zongren thought that the old man had just fanned the fan faintly, and there was vitality around the fan, so he tried it himself.

Tang Zongren withdrew his milky white vitality from the sea of gods and tested the old man's body again.

I saw that there was no trace of rejection, and the vitality followed the old man's meridians, entered his internal organs, and slowly began to nourish this broken candle-like body.

Slowly, the old man's pale complexion became ruddy, and the vitality that entered the old man's body slowly grew stronger in his body.

"This is?" Tang Zongren felt that he had met a treasure, and immediately pulled the old man to his side.