"Hello two senior brothers." Zhuohua stepped forward with a smile and saluted the two.

The two disciples looked at her with serious expressions, as if if if she dared to take another step, they would beat her to scum.

Zhuo Hua's scalp was a little numb from this expression, and she slowly spoke, "Two senior brothers, the disciple has received a task in the mission hall, and I need to go in to find something, and I hope that the two senior brothers can make it convenient." As he spoke, he handed over the jade slip that recorded the task and his identity card to prove that what he said was true.

The two disciples took it, pondered for a moment, and finally nodded. One of them also specially instructed Zhuo Hua, "There is a personal disciple who is cultivating, you should be careful, don't disturb him." ”

Zhuohua nodded, signaling that he understood, and smiled kindly at the big man who spoke.

"Senior brothers, you've worked hard." There is always nothing wrong with mouth desserts.

The two got out of the way and let her walk in.

As soon as she stepped inside, she was struck by the view. If the place where they live is a tourist attraction, then it is a place that is even more beautiful than a five-A scenic spot.

The tall trees are lush and green, and the whole body and mind are slowly calmed down. The scent of flowers mixed with the scent of earth envelops you from all around. For a moment, she even wanted to settle down forever and have no quarrel with the world. However, it was only a fleeting thought, and she pulled herself together and went deeper.

The location of Hantan is not difficult to find, and the closer you get to that place, the heavier the chill you feel. Zhuo Hua rubbed her arm, she thought about whether to go back and find a coat or something to throw in her storage bag, she didn't want to be the first cub in the immortal cultivation world to freeze to death. However, the fourth layer of qi refining will not feel hot and cold, and most people's cultivation speed before the fourth layer of qi refining will not be too slow, and the gap will become bigger and bigger after the fourth layer.

It wasn't until he got close to Hantan that Zhuohua could hear the sound of his upper and lower teeth slamming together as they chattered.

Hell, in such a cold place, the flowers and plants will be even better than the ones that bloom outside.

Zhuohua felt it carefully, and found that the aura of this place was outrageous. There was no need for her to guide her, and those auras drilled into her body like no money.

Zhuo Hua frowned, forcibly infusing aura like this would improve her cultivation, but she was still unstable at the second level of qi refining at this time, and if she broke through again, it would not be a good thing for her to be like a seedling booster.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little anxious, she couldn't waste time grinding and chirping here anymore. Seeing the bright peach blossoms not far away, she walked over quickly, and after some spicy hand destruction of the flowers, she was satisfied with enough "loot". Just as she was about to withdraw, a familiar feeling filled her.

"I'll you!" She resisted the urge to scold, and the pure spiritual power that burst out from the dantian made her instantly break through the barrier of the second layer and go directly to the third layer.

Her hands trembled slightly, not because she was excited, but because she was angry...... Zhuohua wanted to cry without tears at the moment, she felt that she was probably the first monk to be sad because of her promotion.

silently swallowed this sadness, and Zhuohua ran out of her "sad place" without looking back.

The disciples at the door were stunned for a long time when they saw the figure rushing out.

Tall man: "We don't have any beasts here, do we?" ”

Another: "No...... No...... bar. ”

After Zhuohua's figure disappeared, the figure of a man in red slowly appeared. His hair was as smooth as inky satin, and it was slouched over his shoulders. The eyebrows and eyes are slightly raised, revealing thousands of styles, but they can't be described by the word mother. However, his eyes were so careless, as if nothing in the world could shake his mind. The thin lips pursed slightly, slowly outlining a smile. That smile is soul-stirring and heartwarming. Any good word in this world can be used to describe him, and it seems that any word to describe him is a blasphemy against him.

"Celestial Spirit?" A magnetic voice sounded, and the man raised an eyebrow, "Interesting." ”

He paced slowly to the door. The afterglow of the two disciples caught a glimpse of this red figure, and hurriedly bowed their heads and saluted, "Senior Uncle." ”

The man ignored the two men and left directly.

It wasn't until the figure disappeared that the two breathed a sigh of relief.

"Uncle Shi has become even more terrifying." The tall man wiped the sweat from his head, "I don't even dare to look up." ”

"Who isn't." The other person chimed in, "Sure enough, it is the most unprovoked existence in Qingli Mountain." ”

"Then the little girl just now was scared by Uncle Shi?"

"Hmmm......"

The two glanced at each other, silently sympathized with Zhuohua in their hearts, and tacitly agreed not to talk about it anymore.

Zhuohua, who didn't know that she was sympathized, had already gathered all the materials and returned to her residence, ready to start her winemaking business.

After the petals were dried, Zhuohua cheekily took the dried peach blossoms and the rice that had been soaked and could be easily crushed to find the steward of the canteen.

The steward didn't embarrass her when he knew about the task she had taken, and took her directly into the kitchen.

"You can use whatever you want here, just remember to pack it up."

Zhuo Hua nodded, took out a lower grade spirit stone and stuffed it into the steward's hand.

The people in charge of the disciples' food and drink were all mortals who had come to Qingli Mountain to seek refuge, and they were accustomed to seeing monks with their nostrils facing to the sky and commanding their spirits, and there were people who had seen such politeness and politeness. Immediately he shirked it in fear.

"I can't help it, if the fairy needs to tell the old woman directly, let's take this spirit stone back."

Zhuohua couldn't help but stuff the spirit stone into her hand, "It's okay, auntie, you just take it, I may need to trouble you in the future." ”

When the woman saw this, she no longer shirked, "If you need anything in the future, just come to the old woman." ”

"Okay." Zhuohua smiled sweetly at her.

The woman's nose was sour, if she had a daughter, she might have already started a family by now.

Zhuohua tinkered for a long time, and finally got the wine ready. The process went smoothly, of course, but only if the fire was removed. Zhuohua's face at this time was already underworld one after another. She wiped it with her sleeve carelessly, causing the white sleeve to be dyed a patch of gray, which was very conspicuous.

"It's a peach blossom that can still bloom by the cold spring." Zhuohua reached out and wiped the saliva that was about to run. At this time, the peach blossom wine has not been sealed, and the smell of the wine cannot be smelled for the time being, but the taste of the peach blossoms has inexplicably become much stronger, and the smell makes people appetite great. Zhuohua looked at the jar pitifully, but gritted his teeth and hugged it.

After handing over the work to the mission hall, looking at the pitiful three contribution points that were exchanged, Zhuohua sighed, fortunately, there is only one contribution point at a time when the library is entered, and regardless of the time he stays, it is enough to find a suitable exercise rubbing by himself. Deal...... It's a big deal that she lives in the library library! No way, who called her poor.

On the other side –

"Old man, your wine has been delivered?" The man in red sat on the side, looking at the man with a disgusted face who was holding the wine jar that his disciple had just sent, and his eyes were glowing green.

"It's not big or small, it's called Master." The man seemed to be disgusted and didn't care. After watching the meeting, he threw the jar into his mustard seed space with satisfaction.

The young man in red couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth when he saw this scene.

The old man's mustard seed space can be regarded as a treasure, and a year has just passed outside the space. This thing is simply a treasure of cultivation, and I don't know how many people will be red when you put it outside.

But, he actually!

Used to make wine?

The young man in red was very melancholy, where is the master, obviously a child.