Chapter 18: Distillation, Old Friend, Spiritual Root
Qin Lang was very satisfied with the distiller he had made.
I couldn't wait to pour the puree from the jar of plum wine into the still.
It's a pity that the charcoal that was burned before has been squandered by him, otherwise Qin Lang would definitely start distilling directly!
However, the matter of the fire source is easy to solve, and burning some spiritual trees in the mountains can make do.
It's just that Qin Lang never thought of using spells from beginning to end.
After all, this is something he has spent years of hard work to make, and he doesn't want to leave any regrets because he is greedy for trouble.
Because of the limited number of porcelain jars in his hand, Qin Lang did not start distillation directly.
Instead, the porcelain jar containing the green plum wine puree was cleaned with the Nine Heavenly Spiritual Water.
Strange to say...
The puree of this green plum wine can be sour and make people doubt life.
However, the waste liquid left over from cleaning the porcelain jar was smelly, and just smelling it made Qin Lang speechless.
Snowball, the little guy, obviously didn't learn the lesson of the last time, and actually stared at the jar in his hand as if he wanted to drink.
Qin Lang naturally wouldn't let go of this opportunity, and took out the teacup and poured a full cup for the little guy.
The familiar scene is playing out again.
Although the little guy was not rolled on the ground with acid, he pursed his lips with disdain after drinking.
Xueqiu's performance made Qin Lang lose interest in tasting.
The waste liquid was poured directly into the porcelain jar that could be purified.
"Snowball, you have to sacrifice this garbage can I gave you. In the future, we will forget about the flowers and plants on the peak, but we will rely on you to take care of them. ”
"Don't, don't, the name 'garbage can' is too ugly, it's better for the owner to keep it for himself..."
"Is that a terrible name?"
Seeing Qin Lang ask, Xueqiu nodded and said, "It's better to call it the 'Pure Spirit Tank'!" By the way, master, we have another spirit transformation on the Forget Worry Mountain, do you need me to drive him out of the Forget Worry Mountain?"
For this news, Qin Lang was very concerned.
Now that the great tribulation has passed, all living beings who have cultivated enough will be able to enlighten and transform into shapes.
But Qin Lang couldn't do anything to monopolize the Forgotten Worry Mountain, so he waved his hand and said, "As long as they don't take the initiative to cause trouble, then let them live on this Forget Worry Mountain." By the way, what are those spirits?"
"It's all grass and trees, and we forget that there are no fierce birds and beasts on the mountain. ”
That's great news!
In fact, Qin Lang was mainly afraid of trouble.
If he forgets his worries on the mountain, there are all jackals, tigers and leopards scattered around, then it will be the real bad heart.
Qin Lang quickly left this matter behind, and instead devoted all his attention to the great cause of distilling green plum wine.
Originally, Qin Lang was ready to endure for thousands of years, but he didn't expect that it would only take half a day to distill the liquor.
It's a pity that the amount is really less, and a jar of puree goes down, and only distills the amount of a bowl of wine.
However, Qin Lang didn't pit the snowball again this time, but dipped a little bit of his hand to taste it first.
When the familiar spicy and aromatic aroma of wine cheered him up, Qin Lang directly picked up the bowl and took a sip.
It's so strong!
Although he knew that the first liquor newly distilled was the strongest, the bowl in his hand was almost as strong as the anhydrous alcohol of his previous life.
Qin Lang poured the green plum wine into the washed porcelain jar.
I thought about slowly diluting it with the earth spiritual milk that was a drop every thousand years.
As for the other two kinds of spirit wine puree, he also concocted it in the same way.
Thinking that when the peach is ripe, he will take it out and show off with Zhen Yuanzi.
But when he was about to rinse the still, the residue left over from the distillation gave Qin Lang a headache.
I was so anxious just now that I forgot to clean the still.
Now I'm afraid that only the green plum wine is its own taste, and the remaining two jars are not pure.
Thinking of this, it made Qin Lang a little excited.
However, Qin Lang did not waste these pulp residues, and sealed them with the technique of Sumeru mustard seeds.
You must know that sake lees are excellent fertilizer, and it would be a pity to collect them directly in a purifying jar.
At this moment, there was a slight fluctuation in the mountain guarding array of Forget Worry Mountain.
Seeing this, Qin Lang threw a divine sense into the outside of the mountain, and when he saw the person coming, he was immediately happy.
Just now, I was talking about Zhen Yuanzi and them, but I didn't expect the two of them to take the initiative to come to the door.
"Snowball, go and greet two friends with me. ”
After saying this, Qin Lang opened the large array of Forgotten Worries Mountain and went to greet the two with snowballs.
But what he didn't expect was that Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun were not very good-looking.
The three of them have long been familiar with each other, so naturally they lost the politeness they had when they first met.
When Qin Lang took the two of them to the main hall, he spoke directly: "Two fellow Daoists, now that the calamity has passed, why are you two so haggard?"
"Don't hide it from Lingxuanzi Daoyou, Hongyun and I are here to ask you for help. ”
As soon as Qin Lang heard this, he instantly looked at the situation between Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun.
Zhen Yuanzi is okay, but he consumes a lot of mana, and he can recover by swallowing more aura.
But Hongyun is seriously injured, and his foundation has been shaken, and if there is no way to treat it, I am afraid that there is no possibility of winning the avenue.
"Red Cloud Daoyou was injured by a person?"
"No one hurt me, I took care of it... I thought that the few magic circles I had arranged could be the aftermath of the leyline's self-explosion. ”
When Qin Lang heard this, he almost didn't laugh out loud on the spot.
When he first divided the merits, he took the lion's share of the mountain guarding array.
How swollen is the red cloud, I actually arranged a few formations and felt that I could resist the aftermath of the self-protecting leyline...
Fortunately, he endured it, otherwise I'm afraid that the boat of friendship wouldn't be capsized?
"What can I do to help Red Cloud Daoist. ”
Seeing Qin Lang ask, Zhen Yuanzi was obviously relieved and said: "I and Daoist Friends are in charge of A and B Muqi respectively, as long as you and I mobilize a little origin at the same time, we can help Hongyun Daoyou complete the foundation." ”
This Zhen Yuanzi is really heart-to-heart for Hongyun.
Not to mention using great mana to help Hongyun suppress his injuries along the way, he actually wanted him to mobilize his origin to treat Hongyun!
Although with his cultivation, he could repair it after losing some of his origin for three to five thousand years.
But he and Hongyun aren't even better off this yet, are they?
Why do they have to do such a thankless thing when they say a few words!
He had a good relationship with the two before, and it was completely for the sake of Zhen Yuanzi's face.
Since even Zhen Yuanzi is a little confused now, Qin Lang feels that it is necessary to draw a clear line with the two.
But just when Qin Lang was about to refuse, Zhen Yuanzi took out a brocade box made of warm jade and said: "We know that Lingxuanzi Daoist loves flowers and plants, this is a superb innate spiritual root that I got by chance before, so I should use it as a reward for asking Daoist friends to help." ”
Seeing this, most of the anger in Qin Lang's heart disappeared in an instant.
Linggen he cared, and he was even more pleased that Zhen Yuanzi was still a little sensible.
"Zhen Yuanzi Daoyou is polite, since this is the case, the poor Dao is disrespectful. “