After killing the person, Jiang Feng's mouth felt a little dry, so he took a few sips at the dripping water before preparing to leave.

Jiang Feng didn't know where to get out, but it didn't matter. He felt that it would be easy for him to get out as a demon.

Simply he wanted to see what kind of place this was.

Jiang Feng casually took a few sesame seed cakes from them and walked in along the road.

Jiang Feng is a very brave artist, even looking left and right while walking on the road.

Jiang Feng couldn't help but marvel at the sight. This night pearl is so big and the people who built it are really rich.

Although he didn't need it, Jiang Feng still subconsciously picked out those night pearls for some reason.

After pulling out all the luminous pearls, Jiang Feng also walked to a stone gate.

There is a groove on the stone door, which should be a key to open it.

Jiang Feng scratched his head, where did he have the key?

But he felt that he should be able to open it without a key. He is a demon!

"Thunderstorm!" Jiang Feng condensed an electric ball flashing with thunder in his hand and threw it towards the stone door.

"Boom!" Just a burst of thunder was heard, and the stone door in front of him was blown to pieces.

The stone gate was just an ordinary stone gate, how could it withstand his thunderstorm attack.

At the same time as he blew open the door, the entire tunnel began to shake continuously, and the green bricks above his head seemed to be about to fall down.

"He belongs to a saint!" Jiang Feng hurriedly held his head. Although he wouldn't die, it would still hurt. It felt uncomfortable to be pressed by thousands of kilograms of yellow sand.

But after waiting for a long time, the tunnel only shook a few times and then stopped moving, which made Jiang Feng breathe a sigh of relief.

Being pinned down, it would be uncomfortable even if he couldn't die.

Only then did he have time to look in front of him. As soon as he took a look, he couldn't help but utter a sound of surprise.

There is light in front of it, which is a large stone room, surrounded by luminous pearls. There is a stone table in the center, with a wine pot and two wine glasses on the table.

These are not the most important. The most important thing is that there is an old man with white beard wearing white robe standing next to him.

The white-bearded old man also saw Jiang Feng, but he ignored Jiang Feng. Instead, he picked up the jug and poured a glass of wine alone.

Facing such a strange old man with white beard, Jiang Feng was not afraid.

He swaggered over and sat opposite the white-bearded old man. He picked up the wine bottle and poured himself a glass of wine.

The white-bearded old man just looked at him and didn't stop him.

"turbid wine, rotten wine!" Jiang Feng shook his head as soon as he took a sip.

This immediately aroused the curiosity of the old man, "This is the best wine in the world, how come it turns into turbid wine in your mouth?"

"I once drank a kind of wine called potpourri. This wine is the real wine, and other wines pale in front of him."

"Scent of flowers?" The white-bearded old man was full of doubts.

"Yes." Jiang Feng nodded.

"What kind of brewing method?"

"Brewed from hundreds of strange flowers, hundreds of strange poisons, hundreds of strange fruits, and hundreds of strange medicines."

As soon as Jiang Feng finished speaking, the white-bearded old man's operation stunned him.

The white-bearded old man waved his hand, and hundreds of strange flowers and hundreds of strange fruits appeared in front of him.

Next, the white-bearded old man demonstrated Void Brewing in front of Jiang Feng.

You wave your hand at what materials you want, and you wave your hand again at how you want to make them.

The wine needs time to settle, so the white-bearded old man waved his hand again.

Jiang Feng watched with his own eyes as the brewed wine rapidly and continuously changed.

In less than ten seconds, the potpourri was brewed successfully.

Jiang Feng's outlook was completely ruined. In addition to being shocked, he also understood that the old man with an unattractive appearance in front of him was a big boss!

The white-bearded old man pointed towards the table, and a wine bottle appeared on the table.

The white-bearded old man pointed at the wine in the air again, and immediately, the wine in the air slid down his hand and fell into the jug.

After the brewing was completed, the white-bearded old man couldn't wait to fill up the cup and take a sip.

Who would have thought that as soon as he took a sip, he would frown and say, "It tastes wrong."

"It tastes wrong?" Jiang Feng also filled a glass for himself and took a sip.

After taking one sip, he felt like he had ascended to heaven. Not only was the aftertaste sweet, but he also felt relaxed all over.

At the same time, a burst of black breath was expelled from his body, but it immediately came back into his body.

"It can't happen in this world, it can't happen in this world!" Jiang Feng opened his eyes wide.

There was something wrong with the taste. It tasted a hundred times a thousand times better than the potpourri he had ever tasted.

This wine can only be found in heaven, how can you taste it on earth?

The white-bearded old man glanced at him and explained: "My Hundred Flowers and Hundreds of Poisons are not ordinary Hundred Flowers and Hundreds of Poisons, but they are not ordinary, so the taste is wrong."

He put in such exotic materials from all over the world, but the final wine brewed was not satisfactory.

Jiang Feng couldn't help but be shocked, what kind of boss was this in front of him?

This ability, this wine, this material, oh immortal!

The white-bearded old man didn't care what Jiang Feng was thinking, he tried again.

After ten seconds, the new potpourri was brewed successfully.

This time he took a brief sip, but still frowned, "No, it still doesn't taste right."

"Perhaps your order is wrong?" Jiang Feng said cautiously.

Upon hearing this, the white-bearded old man slapped his head and suddenly realized, "So that's it, that's it!"

"One hundred wonderful flowers and one hundred wonderful fruits are mutually reinforcing and interfering with each other, so the order in which they are put in and the time when they are put in have very obvious rules.

Putting them all in at once will not evaporate their mutually reinforcing medicinal properties and toxicity.

It should be put in with a balance between toxicity and medicinal properties.”

After knowing how to make it, the white-bearded old man immediately brewed it again.

This time he carefully put in the flowers and fruits that were mutually reinforcing and mutually reinforcing.

"You can't drink here!" Jiang Feng was about to drink when the white-bearded old man raised his hand to stop him.

"Why?" Jiang Feng was very puzzled.

The person who just gave me a drink just now will not give it to myself now?

"If you drink this wine and burn your five treasures, you will no longer be you by then." The white-bearded old man explained.

"Oh." Jiang Feng understood, but he still stared at the pot of potpourri with some regret.

It basically means that if you drink it and you can’t bear it, the devil will pop out.

It was so simple and easy to understand that Jiang Feng still understood it.

"I see you are worried, but what's on your mind?" the white-bearded old man asked after drinking another drink.

"Hey, who in the world doesn't have sorrow?" Jiang Feng sighed and took a sip of wine.

"I have a pot of wine that can relieve the world's sorrows. I have a pot of wine that can relieve the world's pain." The white-bearded old man put down his wine glass and said with a smile.

"What kind of wine is so magical?" Jiang Feng couldn't help but wonder.

"It's called Drunken Life, Dreaming of Death!" The white-bearded old man waved his hand, and a pot of new wine appeared in front of him.

"Let's have a drink and watch." The white-bearded old man made an invitation gesture.

When Jiang Feng heard this, he couldn't wait to drink it all in one gulp.

He wanted to be drunk so much that he didn't want to face reality. Only wine could relieve his worries. The old man with white beard said that this wine could make him drunk and he wanted to try it.

Jiang Feng was a little confused as soon as he drank it. Why did this wine taste like water?

The wine not only has no wine taste nor fragrance, it has no smell at all, just like ordinary well water.

Jiang Feng put down his wine glass and was about to ask when he was surprised to find that the white-bearded old man's body gradually became lighter and disappeared.

The white-bearded old man smiled and said to Jiang Feng: "Young man, I thank you for the scent of flowers, and I will also give you a drink of intoxication.

Go back! You will have a good future, but remember you only have one life."

"After this life, you will never recognize each other or see each other forever."

"Who is the old gentleman?" Jiang Feng asked quickly.

"Hahaha, what's the use of asking my name? You won't recognize me when we meet again."

"By the way, you kid, don't keep calling him a saint. If you call me a saint again, I'll kill you with the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder!"

After saying that, the white-bearded old man disappeared completely, and even the wine on the table disappeared. The only thing left was the table.

"Uh~" Jiang Feng froze on the spot.

At this time, he had a suspicion about the other party.
Chapter completed!