Zhang Wuji pretended to be surprised and asked, "Master Tai actually knows the details?" Who are Xiao Xiangzi and Yixi? ”

Zhang Sanfeng pondered: "It's been nearly a hundred years, it was the era of Yang Guo, the Condor Hero, and Guo Jing, the Xiangyang Hero, had not passed away at that time, and at that time, Master Tai was still a child who didn't know anything. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info……”

Although Zhang Wuji already knew these things he said, when he once again knew about the five unique things from Zhang Sanfeng, he still felt very excited, those were the five people who stood at the peak of martial arts back then.

Zhang Sanfeng spoke for a long time, and Zhang Wuji sat there quietly listening.

After a long time, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but smile and said: "In a flash, I am already a hundred years old, and there are not many days left before I enter the earth. It doesn't matter if you are an emperor or an ordinary person, whether you are a congenital master or an ordinary person who does not understand martial arts, in the end it is just a pile of loess. ”

Zhang Wuji also smiled and said: "Master Tai, the so-called years are a pig-killing knife, killing everything in the world." But after all, we can be lucky enough to come to this world, and we must always leave something for this world, so that this life will not be in vain. ”

"Hahaha" Zhang Sanfeng laughed, "It's still Wuji who sees it thoroughly, Master Tai is about to die, and it will be the era of your young people in the future, Master Tai will strive to live a few more years to see where my Wuji child can go in the future." Come, let's drink. ”

After that, he stretched out his hand to wipe the mouth of the wine tank, and the sealed cylinder cover was completely removed, and suddenly a rich aroma of wine came to his nose.

"Good kung fu, good wine." Zhang Wuji praised that Zhang Sanfeng's simple action made him feel a trace of true qi flowing, and it was that trace of true qi that wrapped the soil at the mouth of the cylinder, and did not let a little soil fall into the wine.

Zhang Sanfeng stood up, put his face to the mouth of the cylinder, sniffed deeply, his face was full of intoxication, and sighed: "It's really an intoxicating and addictive taste, the old Tao has been a little bit like it over the years, and how many good things have been missed." ”

Zhang Wuji also stood up and looked at the mouth of the cylinder, the wine was slightly viscous, emitting a sparkling glow in the faint light. couldn't help but light up, how could he have ever seen such a wine syrup, even in Zhang Gong's memory, he couldn't find such a thing, and his throat naturally surged.

Zhang Sanfeng turned around and walked towards the house, and came out after a while, holding a large bowl and a large gourd in his hands.

With a slight shake of the palms of both hands, a layer of dust fell from the gourd and the bowl to the ground, and handed the bowl to Zhang Wuji.

I opened the stopper of the gourd, put it on the tip of my nose and smelled it, and said happily: "Old man, I haven't used you for so many years, I didn't expect you to still taste like that, it's so good, from today, you have drunk it again." ”

He said affectionately and humorously, as if the gourd was a person, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but be happy, it seems that this gourd had brought great pleasure to Master Tai.

Zhang Sanfeng walked to the table, put his right hand lightly on the wine vat, the wine syrup in the wine vat suddenly rolled up, a stream of wine syrup rose to the sky, rushed more than a meter high, but the angle was a little off, when the wine slurry fell, the gourd in his hand was already waiting there, and the wine slurry just rushed into the mouth of the gourd.

After a while, his right hand left the wine vat and swung towards the wine syrup that was still in the air, and a layer of invisible true qi suddenly enveloped those tempting liquids, and with a spin in the air, all of them entered the gourd.

The wine syrup is just at the mouth of the gourd, this is controlled, and Zhang Wuji is relaxed and happy.

I saw Zhang Sanfeng put the gourd to his mouth, but he only took a small sip, and the sip of wine syrup paused in his mouth for a long time before he was reluctantly swallowed, spit out a mouthful of wine, and laughed: "Good things, good things, this feels so wonderful, how can a good life be without wine, Lao Dao has wasted these decades." Mowgli, try it. ”

Zhang Wuji smiled, and a divine sense entered the wine vat, wrapped in a fist-sized mass of liquid and rushed out of the wine vat, flying towards the wine bowl.

Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but shake his head and said, "It's good to be young, it's really a young man who doesn't know what it's like to be so hungry to consume the power of his hard-won divine sense." ”

Zhang Wuji's face flushed, and he hurriedly picked up the wine bowl and took a sip, his face was even redder, and he took a sip of wine, it was really a good thing, and there was no taste comparable to it in all my memories, no wonder there were so many people who were obsessed with this thing throughout the ages.

"Master Tai, I also occasionally found that after the consumption of divine consciousness was too huge, when I recovered, it would always be more than before, and then I often did this, and regarded this as a method of divine consciousness cultivation."

"That's the method of extreme cultivation, Master Tai also tried it when he was young, but now he can't do it at this age. Come, taste the taste of this Jiuyang magic made of the flower chicken, now the temperature is just right. Zhang Sanfeng picked up a mud ball and patted it gently, the mud shell instantly shattered into two halves, and a fresh fragrance came to his nose, faintly steaming.

The tip of Zhang Wuji's nose moved, reached out and took a mud ball, there was still residual warmth in his hand, and when he patted it, the shell shattered, revealing the yellow and shiny chicken, and a unique fragrance immediately rushed into his nose, and he tore off a chicken leg and put it in his mouth and chewed it, praising it.

The two of them didn't speak, they just lowered their heads and ate it, and after a while, the chicken in Zhang Wuji's hand had been eaten, and he picked up a mud ball on the table and slapped it away.

After a while, the two of them wiped out the five flower chickens on the table into their stomachs, Zhang Sanfeng wiped his clothes with his two oily hands at will, picked up the gourd and took a big sip, and said with a smile: "Shutan, this is the day like a fairy." ”

Zhang Wuji couldn't help but think of the various legends about Master Tai in later generations, and secretly thought that this might be Master Tai's true temperament, all these years must have been to explore the way to refine the gods but lost his true nature, and now this is the most natural state, in this life, he can pay attention to whether Master Tai will really break the void.

"Master Tai, I have also made this called flower chicken, but compared to yours, the taste is too far behind, what is the secret of this?"

"Of course, there are two main ways to make a chicken: one is to use spices and put the ingredients into the chicken's belly; Another pursuit is the original, which is what Master Tai does. Zhang Sanfeng said triumphantly.

"However, the chicken is very clear and full of umami, and I really can't tell what it tastes like." Zhang Wuji does have his doubts.