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Chapter 8 'Spiritual Wine Hundred Solutions'

Chapter 8 "Lingjiu Baijie"

The back mountain is very quiet and the trees are lush. Compared with Taoyuan Temple, the free wood spirit between heaven and earth is more active.

Lingchu closed his eyes and crossed his legs, meditating quietly in the breeze. From early morning to noon, he exited into a state of tranquility amidst the lowing of the big ox.

After practicing all morning, Lingchu, who had been motionless, jumped up lightly. He didn't feel tired at all. Instead, he was full of energy and felt comfortable all over.

"Dahuang, let's go, I'll give you extra food today."

It was the first time I came into contact with the magical Lingchu of cultivation. I was extremely excited. With a smile on my face, I led the big ox and skipped towards Taoyuan Temple.

The dense forest behind the mountain.

The newly dressed old Taoist hung a yellow gourd around his waist, with his hands behind his back and his feet not touching the ground. His figure was erratic in the dense forest, and he was several meters away in the blink of an eye.

Looking around the dense forest, his expression was indifferent and peaceful, and he looked like an immortal with an air of immortality.

Swish.

The old Taoist's ears twitched slightly, and his hands behind his back suddenly reached out. In his hand, a snow-white rabbit with blank red eyes opened, its hind legs were hanging in the air, and it fluttered twice.

Lifting up the round rabbit, the old Taoist still had a calm look on his face, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his other hand unconsciously touched the gourd at his waist.

As an extra meal, the braised rabbit meat is paired with the green rice wine that the little girl has hidden. It is a perfect match.

The old Taoist thought for a moment, then suddenly disappeared from the spot, then reappeared a few breaths later. The originally neat Taoist robe was stained with some mud and had some wrinkles, and he was holding a cloth bag in his other hand.

"Stingy, so stingy. The old man just picked up a few grains of rice to make wine, so he was so ruthless?" The old man cursed in a low voice, ignoring the rabbit in his hand that was staring at it in confusion and had no energy to flutter.

Looking down at the dirty new clothes, a trace of distress flashed in the old Taoist's eyes, the spiritual energy in the air shook slightly, and the clothes instantly returned to their original appearance.

We can't let that girl see that the newly bought robe is like this, and maybe all the wine for a month will be gone.

Taoyuan View.

As soon as Lingchu put the rice into the pot, he saw the old Taoist coming in with a rabbit in his left hand and a cloth bag in his right hand.

He yelled loudly, "Girl, girl, come on, come on, have some extra food, I want to eat braised rabbit meat."

Lingchu took the rabbit and held it in his arms, touching it twice. It was a pity, such a cute rabbit.

However, he pinched it twice subconsciously and found that the meat was really fat and not bad. As a cook, Lingchu nodded with satisfaction because of his consciousness.

Half a year ago, Lingchu had not entered the kitchen a few times.

After half a year, killing chickens and ducks is no longer a problem.

Seeing that Lingchu's eyebrows were curved and he was in a good mood, the old Taoist clenched his fist to his mouth and coughed twice.

When Ling Chu glanced over, he had a flattering look on his face and said, "Girl, look, you have successfully introduced Qi into your body, otherwise, how about we celebrate?"

"How to celebrate?" Lingchu asked curiously with a wink as his men kept handling the ingredients.

"Well," the old Taoist rubbed his hands and took out the cloth bag, "How about we add some vegetables and some wine? Just the green rice wine. Look, I brought some spiritual rice back. After drinking it, we can make more.

OK?"

Lingmi?

Lingchu's eyes lit up. Although he had never heard of it, after being exposed to spiritual power, Lingchu could guess a little bit.

She actually likes making wine. She processes various materials, seals them, and then precipitates over time, turning them into mellow wines with different aromas and flavors, which is very magical.

"Is the method of making Lingmi the same as ordinary wine making?" Lingchu was really curious this time, and the movements of his hands stopped.

The old Taoist saw Lingchu's eyes shining with great interest, and his eyes moved slightly, "You can also use the ordinary brewing method, but it will be a waste of spiritual rice. In the world of cultivation, there is a person called a spiritual wine master who specializes in brewing wine."

Various spiritual wines are unfortunately very rare, because the wine recipes are rare and the brewing methods are also different. However, the spiritual wine brewed by the spiritual wine master has a taste that is countless times better than ordinary wine, and the effect is also better than that of elixirs.

Much better.”

"Elixir?"

"It's similar to the pills in the world. It's used to treat diseases and replenish the body. It's what monks use. The replenishing effect is a little different."

The old Taoist explained casually, and then he couldn't wait to throw the bag on the table. He disappeared in a flash, leaving only one sentence, "When the spiritual rice is brewed, add some spiritual power to it. The old Taoist went to get the wine."

Because of his strong interest in spiritual wine, Lingchu rarely reacted when the old Taoist took three jars of green rice wine.

After the meal, he asked the drunken old man carefully about the method of brewing spiritual wine. Lingchu held a jade slip in his hand and buried his head in the renovated storage room.

After the monk successfully introduces Qi into the body, spiritual consciousness will be born.

Many martial arts books in the world of cultivation are stored in jade slips. They can only be viewed with the birth of spiritual consciousness. Ordinary mortals can only view them as a piece of jade if they obtain them.

This is also the reason why it is difficult for mortals to obtain immortality.

This knowledge point was something Uncle He told Lingchu before, but Uncle He went to the mountain to pray for blessings in the past few days and was not in the Taoist temple.

The New Year is a good time for every family to pray for blessings and disaster relief, and it is also a good time for Taoist temples to promote themselves.

The old Taoist casually sent away Lingchu's jade slip, which was called "Lingjiu Baijie".

Lingchu placed the jade slip between his eyebrows, injected his spiritual consciousness into the jade slip, and studied it carefully.

In the early stage of Qi training, the spiritual consciousness cannot be separated from the body, so the only way is to put the jade slip between the eyebrows to check.

"Lingjiu Baijie" is divided into three parts.

The first part explains the basic knowledge of spiritual wine, the second part explains the common materials for brewing spiritual wine, and the third part explains the brewing methods of several common spiritual wines.

Among them, it includes the brewing method of rice spirit wine.

The most important raw material for brewing rice spirit wine is rice.

The quality of spiritual rice directly affects the quality of spiritual wine.

The spiritual rice brought back by the old Taoist has distinct grains. It is not the ordinary white rice grains, but lavender. It also exudes a glimmer of light and has a faint fragrance when you get closer.

Making wine from spiritual rice also requires steaming, but instead of using fire, spiritual power is used.

Moreover, the sealed wine jar must at least be made of jade. Ordinary wine jars can easily overflow the spiritual energy of the spirit wine.

However, it is unrealistic to go out of your way to customize a jade wine jar now, because Lingchu has no money and cannot wait.

Who knew that right between the old Taoist wave and his hand, there was a row of jade wine jars of different sizes.

With Lingchu practicing one level of qi, his spiritual power was so weak that he could barely brew a small pot in an afternoon. After brewing a pot, the spiritual power in his body was also running low. Lingchu, who was used to having spiritual power in his body these days, immediately

Just sit down and meditate to recover.

After running it for a week, I found that after the spiritual power was exhausted, the speed of practice was actually faster.

So every morning, Lingchu chanted sutras and herded cattle to practice, made wine in the afternoon and continued practicing, and continued practicing in the evening.

The old Taoist shook his head at the sight. He couldn't figure out how he could teach such a cultivator.

The old Taoist brought back a bag of purple spirit rice, which took Lingchu a full half a month to seal.

Unknowingly, his cultivation reached the peak of the first level of Qi training. For the first time, Lingchu felt the barrier between realms. It was very strange, invisible and intangible, but you could feel it.

However, Lingchu was not worried, because in her intuition, the barrier between the first and second levels of Qi training seemed to be very fragile, and would be able to be broken through in about two or three days.

On the roof, the old Taoist who was leaning on the ridge was basking in the sun and drinking a small drink. He squinted his eyes comfortably. His consciousness swept over the little girl who was hiding in the corner of the Taoist temple digging a pit to hide the spiritual rice wine, and she smacked her mouth twice.

This little girl has quite a lot of talent, and her physique seems a bit strange.

The old Taoist thought for a moment and then put it behind him. All the geniuses and monsters he had seen in so many years were gone.

The key is, this girl seems to like making wine.

Why don't you give the little girl the book you picked up during the robbery?

In this way, there will be people dedicated to making wine for themselves, and the old people in the province will have to worry about those old men and women running around every day.

Lingchu, who was burying his wine, felt a chill in his back. Why did he feel like someone was talking about him?
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