Zheng Zheng couldn't understand Uncle Liu's intentions for a while. What is the direct relationship between winemaking and what was just said?

The old man blew his beard angrily and glared, and said with some hatred: "I usually see that you are a very clever kid, why can't your brain turn this time?" The old man saw that you were helpless, but his Dao heart was still firm, and he had the heart to help you, but you didn't want to appreciate it. ”

Zheng Zheng sneered a little: "Uncle, it's not that the disciple doesn't appreciate it, I really don't have time to learn your winemaking skills." ”

The bad old man directly threw Zheng Zheng two chestnuts, and said hatefully: "I'm not interested in winemaking, so are you interested in the inner peak disciples?"

Zheng Zheng suddenly nodded his head like a chicken eating rice, his eyes were full of dark green light, and said: "Of course, the disciple dreams of it." ”

Bad Lao Tzu said depressedly: "Do you understand now?"

Zheng Zheng was still confused: "Uncle Shi, the disciple is ignorant, I really don't understand, please give me advice." ”

The bad old man was almost choked with a breath, and drank a few sips of strong wine in succession, and then he said angrily: "As long as you learn the old man's wine-making technique, after returning to the sect, you will soon be able to become a disciple of the inner peak, you fool." ”

Zheng Zheng suddenly realized: "I see. ”

Seeing that Zheng Zheng finally showed an expression of understanding, the bad old man breathed a sigh of relief, took out a sip of the wine gourd, shook his head and said, "How about it, do you want to learn?"

Zheng Zheng scratched his hair, first agreed, and then said in a daze: "Why can I refine Zhuji Dan, I can't become a disciple of Neifeng, just brew wine." ”

The old man didn't control it all of a sudden, and sprayed all the fairy liquid that had just entered his mouth on Zheng Zheng's face, and kept roaring angrily: "Do you understand the strange goods?"

"Do you understand?"

"In the Lingyun Sect, not to mention other places, just Ling Shaofeng, there are not a hundred monks who can refine the Jidan, but also eighty. But the entire Lingyun Nine Peaks, which can make high-quality immortal wine, add up to just a slap. ”

Zheng Zheng completely understood now, and said a little embarrassed: "Uncle Shi, the disciple is ignorant, don't be angry." This art of winemaking is definitely something that the disciples will learn. But can I complete this year's herb task first, and then come and learn from you? ”

The bad old man's face turned green, he threw off his robe and left, and said angrily: "It's up to you whether you love to learn or not." ”

Zheng Zheng hurriedly followed, and said with a smile: "If you want to learn, you have to learn, start learning immediately." ”

"Hmph, you girl, don't eat and drink in a toast. ”

"Hey......

Three months have passed, Zheng Zheng learned such a wine-making technique from the bad old man during the day, and practiced meditation there at night, sacrificing magic weapons. Occasionally, when I saw Uncle Liu happy, I took the opportunity to ask questions about my cultivation, and my life was quite full.

"Alright, that's all for today. ”

"Starting tomorrow, you don't need to learn for the time being, you go to carry out your mission. ”

"Uncle Shi, I have spent so much time in order to learn how to brew immortal wine, and now I am afraid that there will be not enough time to find medicinal materials. If you don't take another disciple, uncle, I will continue to learn your skills, herbs, and your old man will be accommodating. ”

"Hmph, there are no doors. Do your own thing. ”

"Uncle Shi......"

"Roll ......"

Early the next morning, Zheng Zheng re-entered the medicine realm and began to search for a journey of discovery. This time, he obviously changed his way, not as straight as before, but began to sweep all the way to the past, but all the demon beasts that cultivated to be similar to himself, or lower than himself, all suffered, regardless of whether there was a demon pill or not, he was directly caught in the pagoda space, fattened first and then killed.

On this day, Zheng Zheng came to a mountain ravine.

A strange fragrance attracted his attention, on the edge of the ravine, among the rows of blood-red vines, there was a black plant quietly blooming, only three black leaves, no stamens, black luster, with a faint silver light, exuding an intoxicating fragrance.

Hey.

Is this a black drape that can clear the mind and calm the mind?

Zheng Zheng immediately prepared to fight. It's just that I've been waiting for a long time, and there are no demon beasts at all, so there are no demon beasts guarding here?

This is not possible.

In the undulating ravines, there are a large number of animal bones, some of which have withered and yellowed, apparently dead for some time, and some of which are snow-white and forested, who have just died.

There's something quirky about this place.

In just an instant, Zheng Zheng made a definition, and with a slap of his arm, the golden light of the pagoda floated, and then a kingfisher that was less than the third layer of qi refining flew out. After getting Zheng Zheng's divine thoughts, the kingfisher immediately flew to the Black Dhara Flower.

When the kingfisher was about to come into contact with the herbs, a yellow vine suddenly flew out from the side of the dhara flower. The vine was extremely elongated, covered in blood-colored light, and had rows of sharp barbs.

"Chirp. The kingfisher screamed twice, fluttering its wings and trying to fly away, but it was directly pierced through the body by the yellow vine, and a blood-red light and shadow followed the vine arm and extended to the ground. And the kingfisher just turned into a pile of small white bones and fell to the ground in a moment.

No way.

What is this yellow vine? It's too brutal, isn't it?

According to the occasional demon element fluctuations just now, it is at least the strength of the middle level of the foundation.

There is a large area of yellow vines here, so it is better to be cautious, otherwise you will rush in, just afraid that you will be tied into meat dumplings, not to mention, and you will be completely sucked dry. Thinking of this, Zheng Zheng broke out in a cold sweat.

He directly rubbed out a ball of fireball, threw it over, and then flew backwards for a hundred meters. Zheng Zheng wanted to try it, how this blood vine would react.

"Boom"

The fireball hit the ground and instantly turned into a fire, spreading all around. Nanming was three feet away from the flames, and began to burn around the blood vine.

The ravine suddenly came to life, and the blood vine seemed to come to life, and countless tentacles with flames rose into the air and flew everywhere, like slender green worms, constantly struggling.

Zheng Zheng's figure exploded and retreated, and the blood vine tentacles extended to chase after him.

It wasn't until miles later that the tentacles finally couldn't reach it.

Hehe, a sinister smile flashed on Zheng Zheng's face, the love sword floated in the air, carrying him to the sky, looking at the mass of non-extinguishing points in the distance, the index finger was straightened, the rest was brought together, pressed to the center of his eyebrows, and shouted: "Golden-veined three-flower pupils." ”

The center of the eyebrows is distorted, the gold pattern blooms, the flower pupils immediately open, and a golden light that seems to be absent immediately shines out, and the situation in the distance is several miles away, and it is extremely clear into the brain.

Although the blood vine was still struggling, its momentum had weakened a lot, but Zheng Zheng was shocked to find that the Nanming Lihuo, which was known as melting all things in the world, could only burn on the surface of the blood vine, and it was impossible to break through the dazzling blood-colored halo.

No way.

Young Master Ben really doesn't believe in this evil.

Zheng Zheng has a right hand, Ziqing Dou led the fire to float, and his left hand spread again, and Nanming was fluttering from the fire. The two phases fused, and in a terrifying mana fluctuation, with a blazing high temperature, they were directly beaten out.

Like a flaming meteor, carefully avoid the black topography and hit the blood vine with a solid sturdiness.