Chapter 123: A Blind Old Woman Who Sells Wine

When Luo Xiaofeng came to the Ethereal Valley, he never dreamed that a big change had happened in Luomen at this time.........

Ethereal Valley.

Whoever goes to the Valley of Ethereal Beings will die without a place to be buried. For thousands of years, it has been a forbidden place in the Great Chu Empire. Even though it is a forbidden place, there are still people who risk their lives every year. This is not because of anything else, but because the Ethereal Valley is rich in natural treasures, among which the ore is the most cold crystal black iron, plum blossom sky eye, and flint blue coin, and the ingredients are bathed in fire red lotus, cold ditch snow grass, and 10,000-year-old corpse fruit.

Cold Crystal Iron, Plum Blossom Sky Eye, and Flint Blue Coins are all excellent materials for making artifacts, and a little Cold Crystal Dark Iron, Plum Blossom Sky Eye, and Flint Blue Coins are all priceless treasures. The Red Lotus of the Bath in Fire, the Snow Grass of the Cold Ditch, and the Ten Thousand Year Corpse Fruit are all rare god-level ingredients, which can not only improve cultivation after eating, but also have many unexpected miraculous effects.

Although the Ethereal Valley is a forbidden place in the Great Chu Empire, it is not hidden here, and the terrain is not dangerous, and plum blossoms of various colors bloom at the entrance, yellow, red, and black...... The most amazing thing is that these plum blossoms bloom all year round. The Ethereal Valley is full of sunshine all year round, and it is foggy all year round, and its visibility is less than three feet.

It has always been a mystery how big the Ethereal Valley is! It is said that no one has ever made it to the depths of the Ethereal Valley alive. Legend has it that the valley lord of the Ethereal Valley is a murderous demon who never shows his true face. But he will reveal his true identity at the moment of killing. Legend has it that for thousands of years, only one monk escaped under the hands of the Lord of the Ethereal Valley. This monk is also the only one who has seen the true face of the Lord of the Ethereal Valley, and this monk is also the most familiar with the terrain of the Ethereal Valley. If you want to go to the Ethereal Valley, this monk is the best guide! It's a pity that for thousands of years, no one has heard of this monk, only that his Dharma name is Zhixian.

There was no one near the Ethereal Valley, but there was a small dilapidated hut thirty miles away.

There was a blind old woman selling wine in the small thatched hut. On the dark tandoor was a large flask. A faint aroma of wine wafted out, which was also a little intoxicating.

Autumn. This year's autumn seems to have come very early, and the grass on both sides of the road has withered early.

A thin young man was approaching step by step, his clothes were simple, but the knife on his back was particularly conspicuous. The red scabbard and red handle make this knife look extraordinary. Although the boy is thin, his small face is very resolute and determined.

This young man is none other than Luo Xiaofeng.

As soon as Luo Xiaofeng arrived in the Ethereal Valley, the one-eyed Sky Devouring Beast disappeared without even saying hello. Luo Xiaofeng was not worried, because he and the consciousness of the one-eyed Sky Devouring Beast were connected, and if he wanted to leave the Ethereal Valley, he could summon the Sky Devouring Divine Beast anytime and anywhere.

A faint aroma of wine fills the air......

Before Luo Xiaofeng reached the edge of the small thatched hut, the blind old woman greeted him attentively: "Come here, the guest officer is here, there is authentic rice wine here!"

The blind old woman opened the jug, and suddenly, a smell of wine came to her nose.

Luo Xiaofeng stopped, glanced at the white-haired blind old woman in the small thatched shed, and couldn't help but walk over.

The blind old woman greeted with a smile: "The little guest officer must have come from afar, come and drink a bowl of fragrant and sweet rice wine." ”

Luo Xiaofeng frowned: "I don't know how to drink." ”

The blind old woman smiled: "My wine is different from the wine in the hotel, even if it is a two or three-year-old doll, you can drink two sips." As she spoke, she groped for Luo Xiaofeng to drink.

The cloudy rice wine was served in a small dilapidated lace porcelain bowl, and a faint aroma of wine wafted in the small thatched hut.

Luo Xiaofeng took a sip and frowned.

The blind old woman smiled happily on the side: "How does it taste? A bowl of rice wine only sells for one copper coin!"

Luo Xiaofeng drank all the rice wine in the bowl, and then slowly put the small lace porcelain bowl on the dark stove: "I...... No...... Drink it again......" His eyes were half-closed, and he couldn't stand on his feet.

The blind old woman's eyes that seemed to be closed suddenly opened, and she looked at the Blood Flame Divine Knife on Luo Xiaofeng's back, and a greedy cold light burst out of her eyes.

This blind old woman's eyes are not blind at all!

Luo Xiaofeng fell to the ground, unconscious.

The blind old woman was muttering to herself: "I didn't expect my medicinal wine to be so effective today. As she spoke, she carried Luo Xiaofeng to the small thatched hut and hid her. Looking at her movements, she is by no means an old woman.

"I didn't expect business to be so good today! I just put down one, and I'm about to have four!" she muttered to herself, sitting down by the dark clay stove.

In the distance, the dust was flying, the horses were neighing, and in the blink of an eye, the four men and four horses had come to the edge of the small thatched hut.

The blind old woman greeted politely again: "Four guest officers, my blind old woman has a good rice wine here, do you want a bowl?"

Among the four, the leader is a middle-aged man who looks like a scholar, his name is Qiu Dalang. This Qiu Dalang always has a cloud of sorrow on his white face, so people secretly call him Chou Dalang. Among the four of them, this sorrowful man has the highest martial arts cultivation, and now he has reached the realm of spiritual attainment. The other three are all strong men with five big faces and three thicknesses: Jiang Ling with a red face, Luo Tian with a black face, and Hong Qiao with a purple face. Jiang Ling's martial arts cultivation has reached the seventh level of the Middle Spirit Realm, Luo Tian's martial arts cultivation has reached the second level of the Middle Spirit Realm, and Hong Qiao's martial arts cultivation is the lowest, and he has just reached the Shaoling Realm.

Chou Dalang glanced at the dilapidated little thatched hut, and the gloom on his face became thicker. He jerked the reins, sat down on the yellow huspit, and with a long roar, the man stood up. He looked at the blind old woman in front of him, and his brows tightened.

Chou Dalang got off the horse, and the three strong men behind him also got off the horse.

Chou Dalang sighed, "Pour us four bowls of wine!" he said, placing a large ingot of silver on the dark clay stove.

The blind old woman fumbled, tremblingly grabbed the ingot of silver, and her thin face bloomed with joy: "Listening to the sound of the silver on the stove, I know that the guest officer is a living bodhisattva who saves the suffering." As she spoke, she stroked the silver in her hand: "A bowl of rice wine sells for a copper plate, and the guest officer is such a big piece of silver......"

Sorrowful Dalang said: "Four bowls of rice wine, one ingot of silver, and you don't need to find the rest of the money!" he said, picked up a bowl of rice wine, and drank it all. The three strong men behind him also drank a bowl of wine.

The blind old woman's eyes that seemed to be closed suddenly opened, she looked at the sorrowful Dalang and his party, and smiled gloomily: "It seems that my old woman is going to make a windfall today!"