Could it be that his nephew has already brewed that kind of medicinal wine, otherwise this seventh junior brother who has always been steady would not be in a hurry to "grab" the wine.

Miao Yulan touched Nangong Haotian with her hand, and asked in a low voice: "Old Seven, is this wine the kind of medicinal wine that Cheng Zhi and we talked about, have you ever tasted this kind of medicinal wine?"

Nangong Haotian smiled bitterly, shook his head, glanced at Yang Chengzhi, who was holding the medicinal wine and walked towards the table of Old Man Zuo and Old Man Zhou by the window, and said in a low voice.

"I haven't tasted the new medicinal wine brewed by Chengzhi, I just heard that Uncle Cheng Zhi gave a jar there, and I haven't heard of anyone else."

Miao Yulan nodded, and when she turned her face to look at the jar of medicinal wine on the table, she suddenly saw Twelve sitting there with a strange face holding chopsticks, not knowing whether to eat or not.

Seeing Twelve's appearance, Miao Yulan's heart flashed, and she turned her face to look at Twelve and asked, "Zihan, did that kid taste the new medicinal wine for you?"

Twelve smiled, scratched his head, and said embarrassedly: "When you went to the Hengduan Mountains, Chengzhi got me a jar, and he said that this wine tastes not bad, it should be the new medicinal wine you said."

Miao Yulan and Nangong Haotian looked at Twelve and asked, "Is there any medicine and wine?"

Twelve shook his head, "I drank it all, I had nothing to do every day in those days, I drank and cultivated."

Nangong Haotian and Miao Yulan had a black head, this brother is like this, he didn't even ask what it was and took it directly, this brother is too real.

Nangong Haotian saw that Yang Chengzhi had arrived at Old Man Zuo's table with the medicinal wine, and motioned to the two to see what Yang Chengzhi said, and both of them put down their chopsticks and looked at Yang Chengzhi.

Yang Chengzhi put the medicinal wine on the table, pinched his hands and smiled, and did not speak, but directly opened the lid on the wine jar.

As soon as the lid was lifted, a large white mist of wine floated out, forming a beautiful cloud over the wine jar.

This cloud also exudes a rich aroma, the whole restaurant people feel very comfortable when they smell this aroma, and the fatigue of the day is swept away, and more importantly, as soon as this wine fragrance enters the body, the original silent internal force in the body is ready to move, and the free aura in the air seems to be stained on the skin.

Most of the people sitting in the room were cultivators, and only those who came to Yangjiagou after the New Year were ordinary people.

But even like this, these old men also felt a few years younger all of a sudden, and their fingers twitched a few times, wanting to immediately take the wine jar and pour a glass to taste.

Nangong Haotian, Miao Yulan, and Twelve, who were sitting not far away, asked about the aroma of this wine, and their faces couldn't help but change greatly, Nangong Haotian and Miao Yulan both turned their heads to look at Twelve, wanting to ask Twelve if the taste of this kind of wine was the taste of the medicinal wine that Yang Chengzhi gave him.

But I don't want to see Twelve's face shocked, obviously Twelve has never smelled this kind of wine that makes people feel the internal force start to move as soon as they smell it.

While everyone was shocked, Old Man Zuo pointed to the altar of immortal drunk placed on the dining table, "Chengzhi, what kind of wine is this, it was newly brewed by you."

Yang Chengzhi smiled, "Grandpa, this is a kind of fairy drunk that I newly brewed, let everyone taste it first."

Hearing Yang Chengzhi say this, the people stretched out their thumbs together, judging from the taste of this immortal drunkenness alone, this wine is not a little stronger than the immortal drunkenness they take these days.

Old Man Zuo laughed, drank the medicinal wine in the cup in front of him in one gulp, and pushed the cup to Yang Chengzhi's side, "Chengzhi, come and pour me a glass, I'll taste it."

Old man Zuo said this, and the old man Zhou, the old man Hua, the old man Sun, the old man Wang, Zuo Yuxia, Zhou Guozheng and even the old lady Zhou all drank the wine in the cup and pushed the cup towards Yang Chengzhi.

Yang Chengzhi smiled, did not speak, but looked at the cups pushed by everyone, and then picked up the wine jar and poured wine for everyone.

When the wine was poured, a few of these people were not happy, and nothing else, and the amount of wine in each glass was different.

Young people like Wang Haiyan, Fan Ruotong, and Lan Ling have a lot of wine, but the amount of wine for the old people is pitiful, less than one or two.

The weight of the rest of the people's wine increased or decreased according to his cultivation, and the amount of wine that was high was more, and the amount of wine that was low was less.

Old man Zuo glanced at the medicinal wine in the cup in front of him, although there was not much medicinal wine, but the whole cup was wrapped in white wine mist, and the wine glass was full of refreshing and rich aroma.

"Chengzhi, what do you mean, why are we drinking so much, don't you look down on us old guys, the kind of fairy drunk in the past, but we were fine with one pound per person, why don't we even get one or two now."

Yang Chengzhi smiled and pointed to the wine glass in front of the old man Zuo, "Grandpa, you drink first, if you don't feel like it's enjoyable after drinking this, I'll pour it for you."

Hearing Yang Chengzhi say this, Old Man Zuo glared at Yang Chengzhi, picked up the wine glass in front of him angrily, drank the immortal inside drunk, and then wiped his mouth and said with a long breath: "Good wine, this is really strong."

As soon as he finished saying this, Old Man Zuo still wanted to say a word to Old Man Zhou next to him, but he didn't want to feel the internal force in the meridians in his body running wildly, and the free aura in the air was uncontrollable and drilled straight into the meridians.

This surprised Old Man Zuo, in the past, when he was drunk with the immortals, he drank the immortals first, and then cultivated, so that the internal force in the meridians in the body began to operate, how to drink a sip of wine this time, and the internal force in the body began to operate independently.

The current old man Zuo only knew why his grandson Yang Chengzhi only poured him a mouthful of immortal drunkenness just now, if it was as usual, he might have burst his meridians by now.

Old Man Zuo didn't think much about it, he immediately got up from the chair, took a step back, retreated to the bottom of the window and sat where he began to use his exercises to absorb the powerful medicinal effects brought by a mouthful of immortal drunkenness.

The people in the restaurant who had been paying attention to Old Man Zuo saw Old Man Zuo's cultivator, their faces changed slightly, and of course they could see what Old Man Zuo was doing.

Those old men who didn't cultivate for a short time in Yangjiagou didn't know what was wrong with Old Man Zuo, and a few old men who were close to the Zuo family stood up and came over to support Old Man Zuo.

Seeing this, Old Man Zhou hurriedly stopped these old men, he didn't want these people who didn't know to go up to support his old friends, if something happened, it would be too late to regret it.

The three of Nangong Haotian, who were sitting at the farthest point and had been paying attention to Yang Chengzhi and their table, saw the situation of Old Man Zuo, and their faces changed a few times, they didn't expect that a sip of medicinal wine would have such a great medicinal effect.

They all saw with their own eyes how much medicinal wine Yang Chengzhi poured into Old Man Zuo, but now it is this sip of medicinal wine, so let Old Man Zuo sit cross-legged and cultivate.

Comparatively speaking, this medicinal wine is at least dozens of times more effective than the previous kind of immortal drunkenness, because they have all drunk that kind of immortal drunkenness, and it is not a problem for a cultivator like Old Man Zuo to drink a pound alone.

But now a person like him has only drunk less than one or two to become like this, judging from the fluctuation of his breath, a sip of wine makes the old man Zuo, who has been stuck in the late stage of Ming Jin, have signs of breaking through to the level of dark energy.

After being shocked, the three of them thought in unison, how could this little guy brew such a powerful medicinal wine, which was even more powerful than the medicinal effect of Ziyun Pill.

Seeing where his grandfather was sitting and practicing, Yang Chengzhi smiled, looked at everyone and said: "The medicinal effect of this wine is relatively strong, and ordinary people are fundamentally adapted to the medicinal effect of this medicinal wine.

After saying this, Yang Chengzhi nodded at the people at their table, and then began to pour wine for each person at the table with the medicinal wine.

They saw with their own eyes the embarrassment of Old Man Zuo, and they didn't want to lose face in front of everyone like Old Man Zuo.

And those old men who have not cultivated, most of them are reluctant to drink the medicinal wine brewed by Yang Chengzhi, and the jokes are all immortal drunk, why do you have to drink the strong medicinal effect.

The embarrassment of his old comrade-in-arms Old Man Zuo is there, they don't want to be the second Old Man Zuo, it's better to be drunk than to be drunk like a god.

That kind of fairy drunk is not uncomfortable if you drink too much, at most you just blush a little, now this kind of medicinal wine is poured in one sip, you can't taste the fragrance of the wine at all, and it feels good to sit here and smell the aroma of wine.

Waiting for Yang Chengzhi to go around those tables, he finally arrived at the table of the three of them, Nangong Haotian, poured a cup of fairy drunk for each of the three of Nangong Haotian, and then put the wine jar aside and sat next to Nangong Haotian.

"Master, the fifth uncle and uncle will taste my newly brewed medicinal wine, which will definitely be good for you."

Nangong Haotian, Miao Yulan, and Twelve glanced at each other, and together they took a deep breath of the immortal drunk who exuded a rich aroma of wine in front of them, and the wine glass was still shrouded in this white wine mist.

Not to mention how effective this wine is, it is this white mist that can make those greedy old monsters in the cultivation world go crazy.

Because this kind of wine mist makes the people of Dong Liquor know at a glance that this kind of wine has been stored for at least a few hundred years, and it is good that ordinary medicinal wine can be stored for decades, how can there be people who have stored medicinal wine for hundreds of years.

Taking a deep breath of wine, the faces of the three of them showed a kind of satisfaction, the taste of this wine is so good, even Twelve, who has always been cold, is also satisfied on his face, and he also appreciates it in his eyes when he looks at Yang Chengzhi.

Seeing the satisfied looks of the master, uncle, and uncle, Yang Chengzhi's heart also felt satisfied, and he could make the elders of the master look at it, which showed that his mistakes were good.

What's more important is that he saw a kind of appreciation in the eyes of the fifth master uncle Miao Yulan, and Yang Chengzhi thought in his heart that the fifth master uncle should not be looking for trouble for himself this time.