"It takes seven days to get the drink, let's wait here!"

The distilled fruit wine was poured into the jade bottle, and the emperor shook the jade bottle, and then placed the jade bottle on the wine shelf.

"Aren't we going to wait so long for someone to come and check it out?" Zhang Xuezhou doubted.

"There is no one in this place at all, I don't believe you go out and take two steps," the emperor replied casually.

"Then I'll go out and take two steps!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded, and then sneaked out of the brewery.

The misty world came in the face.

Looking at the abyss-like situation below, and looking at the peach blossom splendid land in the distance, Zhang Xuezhou felt that he was still going around in the formation in the Kunlun Ruins.

"You really can only take two steps!"

Taking two steps out of the brewery, Zhang Xuezhou's feet did not dare to stretch forward again.

Although he knew that the owner of the secret land was in the brewery, and the other party probably needed him to compare the winemaking, Zhang Xuezhou did not dare to bet on the consequences of his own step.

"I don't know where the Buddha has gone!"

Zhang Xuezhou looked at the peach grove in the distance.

Faintly, he only felt that there was a black shadow crossing the peach forest outside the clouds, but when Zhang Xuezhou looked at it again, the black shadow disappeared.

He shook his head vigorously.

For him, this situation is either a hallucination, or the other party's speed is too fast for him to notice.

"The risk of this kind of place is really high, I have to follow this secret land master well, and try to let the other party send me out when the time comes!"

As long as the owner of the secret land does not show his true identity, the other party is a Buddha, and Zhang Xuezhou can only be a Buddha.

Zhang Xuezhou felt that after drinking the fruit wine and completing the cultivation of the fourth chapter of the spiritual strengthening chapter, he kept pestering the other party, and there should be a high probability that the other party would get out of this secret place with the help of the other party.

"I don't know what the secret place of the Dao Monarch and the Venerable looks like?"

Zhang Xuezhou had paid attention to the Kunlun Ruins, and he only felt that this kind of area was much more dangerous than the Honggu Black Stone Courtyard, but anyone who was not careful could die in it.

"I mean, there's no one in this kind of place!"

Behind Zhang Xuezhou, the door of the brewery opened, and the emperor who turned into a Buddha walked out.

"How did you find this unmanned brewery?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"This place is inhabited by old men and old women, and they don't care about the situation in the secret place at all, I just walked around and found it," the emperor began.

"Are the people here really that old?" Zhang Xuezhou said strangely.

"There are still any energetic young people patrolling around these days!"

The emperor complained casually, and his careless gaze swept over the peach forest outside the clouds.

The abnormality that Zhang Xuezhou can vaguely perceive is a bright display for him.

During the time I was reconnecting with the human world in the secret place, there were too many outsiders here.

Maybe it's because they haven't meddled in human affairs for too long, or maybe they think that they are too old to lose their teeth, and Xi Kunlun's prestige is no longer enough to deter those great cultivators who want to take advantage of it.

"Look at the birds here are so old that they are losing their feathers, and they probably can't fly!"

The emperor pointed to the golden crow in the brewery, and then stepped into the Yunying brewing pool in a few steps, grabbed the low-key golden crow, and threw the other party out of the brewery.

A scream of 'wow' was heard, accompanied by a vigorous flapping of wings, and the figure of the golden crow screamed away in the clouds.

"The only problem here is that the old man and the old woman are bored and have set up a lot of formations," the emperor said casually: "Let's stay here steadily, so as not to touch the formation." ”

"You have a point!"

The owner of the secret land is not the same, and Zhang Xuezhou is not in a rut.

After seeing the scene outside the brewery, he was more or less temporarily dead, and could only lie in the brewery to pass the time.

Waiting for the fruit wine to take shape for a long time, the emperor turned into a Buddha, with the other party's voice, and also with the other party's appearance and figure, but he is not a real Buddha.

I don't know the depth of the relationship between Buddha and Zhang Xuezhou, and I don't know Zhang Xuezhou, and he doesn't even know Zhang Xuezhou's name, which makes it undoubtedly difficult to communicate with each other.

"There's a very grumpy old woman here, I'll go out and take a look, in case she wanders around here, I'll take you to hide!"

After sitting slowly for half an hour, the emperor only felt that the time passed in the past was extremely difficult.

He thought about the Golden Crow Emperor who had gone to arrest people, and felt that he needed to go out and see the situation.

The waiting time is a little too long, and it is difficult to say whether the Emperor of the Golden Crow missed or not, but flying around will inevitably attract the attention of many people in the Kunlun Holy Land.

The emperor felt that there were still people looking for him.

Thinking of the emperor and queen who have always been not very good-tempered, the emperor can't help but have a big head.

He said hello to Zhang Xuezhou, and then quickly walked out of the door.

Before Zhang Xuezhou could go out with him, the emperor stepped forward, and there was still him in the sea of clouds.

"Looks like they're all gone!"

Zhang Xuezhou probed his head and looked at it, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He wandered around the brewery, looking at the jade bottle of the secret master's liquor from time to time, and then at the wine he had cooled down and put into the jade bottle.

Both Jumbo bottles have wooden stoppers on the mouths to prevent the wine from leaking out.

Zhang Xuezhou was unable to figure out the reason for the sour and deteriorating taste of the secret master's fruit wine for a while.

"Is it the problem with the jade bottle?"

"Or is there something wrong with this brewing pool?"

"There seems to be nothing wrong with bamboo over drink!"

……

If it was really a Buddha who made wine, Zhang Xuezhou felt that it was nothing for him to brew a bottle of sour spoiled fruit wine, but the other party was not a Buddha.

It is easy to say that he has helped succeed in everything, but after failure, he must not be of much use, and the end is unpredictable.

Zhang Xuezhou flicked the fire under the brewing pond, only to see that the burning wood suddenly turned into three pitch-black feathers, which made him breathe a sigh of cold air.

"What kind of crow is this, is it that all the feathers on its body are used to make fire?"

The feathers of the old crow can be used to make a fire, and the special feathers of this feather are not inferior to the feathers of the Peacock Daming King, which also allows Zhang Xuezhou to roughly judge the strength of the old crow.

"It is very likely that he is not inferior to the Peacock Daming King, and there is a high probability that he will be able to fight with Emperor Jing, and even fight against the Zun Shangren!"

Thinking that he had touched the other party's head before, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

He reached out and picked up the feathers, and when he shook them as if they were in the wind, the three feathers regained their blazing flames.

Pinching the burning feathers, Zhang Xuezhou threw the fire back under the brewing pool.

The steam of the wine rose again, and drops of fruit wine slowly flowed out of the pipes of Luohan bamboo.

Zhang Xuezhou took the container and reached out to take a cup.

He sniffed the fruit wine, and the intoxicating aroma suddenly greeted him, which reminded him a little of the drunken peach he had nibbled on earlier.

"Huh? This wine is sour when it comes out? ”

When Zhang Xuezhou was looking for related questions, he couldn't help but dip his fingers in this primitive base wine.

The nose is fragrant, the taste is sour and astringent, and the completely different style makes Zhang Xuezhou a little stunned.

"It turns out that it's not the deterioration caused by bacteria, but the material matching!"

Zhang Xuezhou suddenly figured out the problem.

He shook his head vigorously, feeling that the medicinal power of this uncultivated base wine was domineering, and after just a little tasting, his head began to get drunk.

The vague and indistinguishable vision came to him, and Zhang Xuezhou felt that he was likely to be drunk again.

He held the glass cup of wine, and his body swayed as he heard the door of the brewery be quickly pushed open.

A face that was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar came into his eyes, and Zhang Xuezhou only felt a surge of horror in his heart, and the wine was sober up for a few points.