"The Spirit Wine Grandmaster may not be, but the Drinking Grandmaster is also so-so and worthy of it. Make a wine bag and rice bag. The woman next to her, who was quite beautiful and delicate, said disgustedly.

"You know, this craft of brewing has been passed down from my ancestors. The stocky young man replied with a tiger face.

"I don't understand, I don't understand, your ancestor is the master of Lingjiu, in your generation, in addition to drinking, what else will you do, make yourself a drunkard all day long, in addition to these, what else can you do? Don't say that the old lady didn't warn you, if you continue to be so vicious, the blue eyes in Xicheng District have been beating the old lady for a long time, if you make yourself like this drunkard again, don't blame the old lady for rolling the mat and covering with Zhang Qingyan. The delicate woman rolled up her sleeves and put her hands on her waist, not afraid that Lu Xiaotian and the people around her would see the jokes.

"I said the lady of the Wei family, Zhang Qingyan has to look good or not, and if you have no ability, you can't be cheap Zhang Qingyan's splashed skin. If you really want to find it, within a hundred steps, there is no fragrant grass, why bother looking far. Dozens of feet away, a rugged man responded.

"Drunkard, you said that you can't even keep your own lady, what kind of stall do you want, go back early and toss things and prepare to break up. The person next to him teased.

There was a burst of laughter all around.

"Fart, my mother is breaking up with this drunkard, and I don't look down on you crooked melons and cracked dates. "The delicate woman is very pungent and authentic.

"Are you still doing this business?" Lu Xiaotian was not very interested in these things chasing after the wind and shadows. What he fancied was the name given by this self-proclaimed Spirit Wine Grandmaster, which could improve all spirit wine and increase its grade.

Self-proclaimed Spirit Wine Grandmaster, Lu Xiaotian is most likely unbelieving, in the world of cultivating immortals, the grandmaster is not so easy to call, whether it is the refining master, or the Yidan grandmaster, or the formation master, they are all outstanding people, admired by thousands of people, how can they be reduced to the point of being ridiculed by people for setting up stalls?

It's just that since the other party dares to put out such a title, there must be some support, although this young couple is only a cultivator in the later stage of foundation building, but their efforts in brewing spiritual wine are not based on cultivation. Maybe there's something unique about it, but it's okay to ask.

"Do, why don't you do it, what kind of wine recipe does this predecessor want? My spirit wine here is all ancestral, Tong Su is not deceitful, as long as it is brewed according to the above recipe, it will definitely produce good wine, this spirit wine is not just a simple desire for the tongue, it is eye-catching, recovering, and even enhancing mana, or it is also rumored to strengthen the divine sense......." The stocky young man gushed to Lu Xiaotian.

"Really?" Lu Xiaotian smiled undeniably.

"Enhance mana, strengthen the primordial spirit, and you can say, this fellow Daoist, you don't believe this kid, the old man once bought his wine recipe, it's useless. The old man wasted a lot of time to collect all kinds of spiritual grass and spiritual fruits, and in the end, he was busy in vain. Before the stocky young man could speak, a stubby old man with a red nose and a shiny face turned out from behind a thick Lingtong tree in the distance, and scolded angrily.

"If you really brew according to the method on the wine recipe, how can it be useless, do you dare to say that you have collected all the spiritual objects above? Can there be a substitute?" When the stocky young man heard this, he immediately said angrily, "Don't be cunning, you buy a few similar spiritual fruits from the shopkeeper of the Zhu family business in the south of the city, don't think I don't know." ”

"This...."The red-nosed short and stout old man's face was embarrassed for a while, but soon, he said angrily, "Your wine recipe is a blind toss, looking for you to change it, and the several spirit fruits that have been changed can't be collected at all, the old man used a compromise method, the old man doesn't care, this wine recipe doesn't work at all, and he doesn't look for you to compensate for the loss of the wasted spiritual objects, and return the money to the old man!"

With that, the short, stout old man with a red nose took out a piece of jade slip from the storage bag, threw it on the stall of the stocky young man like throwing straw paper.

"This, I don't have a spirit stone to compensate, your little spirit stone has already changed it for me to make wine. Besides, the water spilled by the spirit stones that were traded, where is the reason for the eyebrows. "The stocky young man is full of wine, and he has a stubborn neck that he wants no spirit stone and wants to die.

"If it weren't for Xiangdu, would you have the courage to talk to the old man?" The red-nosed Lao Tzu's face sank, and his tone was gloomy, "Junior, if you have the ability, you will not go out for the old man to stay in Xiang for the rest of your life." ”

The stocky young man's face was panicked, he was just a foundation building monk, but the red-nosed old man was already in the middle of Jindan, that is, the other party did not do anything, and the killing intent emanating from the other party alone also made him sit on pins and needles.

"Dead drunkard, return the spirit stone to others. ”

The delicate woman saw that the old man with a red nose tore his face, and her face couldn't help but change greatly. But when things really happened, they showed a diametrically opposite attitude. And the group of people who were coaxing around before were all looking at their noses and noses at this time, looking at their hearts, with a posture that they had nothing to do with themselves and hung high. Things gather in kind, people in groups, this group of people get together to set up a stall, although there are also a few Jindan monks, but in this case, they can't get ahead.

"It's still this little lady who is sensible, boy, return the spirit stone to the old man, otherwise the mountain will not turn around, and sooner or later we will meet again. With that, the red-nosed old man's eyes swirled around on the delicate woman.

Stocky Qing's face was blue and red for a while, and he wanted to scold the other party for a few words, but he didn't have the confidence in his heart, after all, there was too much difference in the cultivation of the two sides, and he couldn't guarantee that he would always be able to stay in Xiangdu, maybe it wouldn't be long before he would have to leave here. He was very familiar with the eyes of the red-nosed old man on his wife, and it was no different from those who were interested in it.

A few traces of green gas flashed on the delicate woman's face, but now she only dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, her eyes looked around for help.

"Before my deal is negotiated, you just come to the sideways, don't you feel a little out of line?" At this moment, a faint voice sounded.

The eyes of the stocky young man and the delicate woman fell on Lu Xiaotian, a young scholar with a yellow face, at the same time. I couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"This fellow Daoist, can't you see that this kid is a liar at all?" The red-nosed old man looked at Lu Xiaotian with displeasure, "The old man will see through their tricks for you, so that you can avoid being wronged, why don't you know what is good or bad..."

"Scratch, get out!" Lu Xiaotian snorted, and a little sword qi emanated from his body, surging towards the red-nosed old man.

The red-nosed old man was about to be furious when he heard Lu Xiaotian's words, but he felt that the powerful sword intent was almost irresistible, and it seemed that he could split him in half in a blink of an eye, and then he realized that the young scholar in front of him was definitely not a terrifying existence that he could afford to provoke, even an ordinary Jindan late-stage cultivator, and he had never given him such a terrible feeling.

Before the others could come to their senses, the red-nosed old man panicked and fled away in embarrassment.