One, two, three, four,

Within three days, thirteen monks present broke through. Although they all went from the early stage to the middle stage, this was an unprecedented achievement!

Now, except for Yi Cheng and the others, everyone else has come to their senses. The 10,000 wine conference has entered the last few days, so many wine shops have been sold out, and more and more people are coming to watch. Please visit the latest free chapters of this book.

One day, two days, three days;

Finally, Ziyi and others gradually woke up, and they were surprised to find that they all broke through.

Ziyi, Yunzhu, Die'er, Bai Bing, Yuwen Rong, except for Yi Cheng who was not yet awake, all five of them broke through.

He looked at the five people with all kinds of enviousness and jealousy, but that was helpless. The wine soul in the old wine pot had already been fully realized. Even if they wanted to ask for a drink, they would not have the ability! This old wine pot had a level of perfect cultivation.

Another day later, Yi Cheng finally woke up. Although he felt that his spiritual power had improved a lot, there was still no sign of breakthrough. After all, he had just entered the Mahayana not long ago. If he broke through immediately, it would be a strange thing!

"Haha, my friend thinks how is this wine?" the old drunkard asked Yi Cheng.[

“One and two!”

"What a unique one! Hahaha, this final project is about to begin, I'm going to say goodbye!"

The old drunkard said, leaving the venue with a laugh, not even participating in the final highlight.

Although Yi Cheng felt that this old drunkard was extraordinary, someone had already begun to call the monks present to the square and do it. Then the disciples from Zui Meng Villa came to put a glass of spiritual wine in front of each of these people.

"Is this the highlight?" Yi Cheng looked at Baiweijiu in front of him and asked Yuwen Rong.

"Yes, Baiwei Liquor, this is not the kind I brew, but the most authentic one. These are brewed by the old man himself. Except for every 10,000 wine conference, you can't drink them at other times!"

"Oh, that's indeed a treasure!" Yi Cheng smiled, and then picked up the Baiwei wine in front of him.

After a glass of wine, the thousands of monks on the field were immersed in this mysterious feeling. The scene suddenly became silent. The owners and maids of the wine shops looked at everyone enviously and attended the 10,000 wine conference. Many people came for the last hundred flavors of wine!

Flowers are like brocade, and life is like a dream!

I don’t know how long it took, but Yi Chengcai opened his eyes and felt like he was a different life.

At this time, he found that the entire square had dispersed, and only Ziyi and others looked at him from afar.

What's going on? Has it really been a long time?

"Little brother, you finally woke up!" Yi Cheng opened his eyes and looked at the person who was talking. This person had a fairy-like appearance, but his face was a little rosy, which was definitely because of the little feature left by drinking alcohol all year round.

And by this person is an old alcoholic who has drunk with him.

"What's going on? Why are people leaving? Is it really a thousand years since then?" Yi Cheng smiled bitterly with a little helpless smile. He had been in his dream for thousands of years! [

"Haha, although it's not a thousand years, it's still more than three months. My friend is really enlightened. What the three boys say is true!"

"Husband, you are finally awake!" Others also stepped forward.

Yi Cheng stood up and said to the monk who was still strong; the old drunkard, "This must be the senior of the wine fairy. Junior Yi Cheng, have seen the senior!"

"Haha, my friend, you are polite. This is my senior brother. He calls himself an old drunkard, so you can just call it that way!" The wine fairy pointed at the old drunkard beside him and said to Yi Cheng.

Then the wine fairy said to Yi Cheng again: "I have something to discuss with my senior brother. If it is convenient for me, let's leave now. How about let the third boy take the others back to Zui Meng Villa first!"

"Senior has something to tell me, so I will follow it naturally. Ziyi, you guys go back first, I will come back later!" Yi Cheng spoke to Ziyi, and then walked out with the wine fairy and the old drunkard.

The three of them took a step and soon lost their traces. Yuwen Rong and others returned to Zui Meng Villa.

Now when it comes to Lingjiu, people will think of Zui Meng Villa and the immortal in the wine.

And in the Wine Saint Realm, there is another winery with a longer history than Zui Meng Villa, that is Wine Saint Realm.

However, because the wine saint village only brews the wine soul wine, which is not high in production, its fame gradually becomes less popular, and more people's reference to the wine saint village is because a legendary figure, the wine saint, a few years ago!

It is said that although the Wine Saint World was also famous for making wine before he appeared, it was far from the famous spiritual world as it is today.

After the appearance of the Wine Saint, it became the most famous spiritual wine production and sales place in the entire spiritual world.

The Wine Saint Realm also changed its name and named it after the Wine Saint.

The legend of the wine saint is almost well known in the spiritual world. Nowadays, several kinds of spiritual wines popular in the spiritual world are first brewed by the wine saint and then spread to the spiritual world.

However, after dozens of generations, the winery farm has long disappeared from its former prosperity. However, the winery farm still follows its ancestral property and makes a living by making wine.

At this time, Yi Cheng and the old drunkard in the wine were standing under a statue, and the two old men kowtowed to the statue of the wine saint with great respect!

"Little brother should be curious why we invited you here, right?" Jiu Zhongxian stood up and asked Yi Cheng with a smile.

Yi Cheng nodded, it was indeed a bit strange.

"Senior brother, you'd better tell me!" The immortal in the wine said to the old drunkard.

"Oh, okay, to talk about it at this time, we have to start with the wine saint of our ancestors. The ancestors have brewed many spiritual wines in their lives, but there is only one that satisfies him the most, that is the wine soul wine!"

The old drunkard said while recalling.

"The ancestors brewed the first jar of wine soul wine, but it shocked the entire spiritual world. When drinking authentic wine soul wine, ten thousand wines, they need to use ten thousand wines as the guide, and use the wine soul wine to stimulate the soul of thousands of wines. This is somewhat vivid, but in fact, it can make the spiritual wine I drank before fully exert its effect.

It is said that the jar of spiritual wine that year allowed hundreds of Mahayana cultivators to break through, including three of them.

Hearing this, Yi Cheng's mouth opened wide, which was so amazing!

"Haha, it's indeed a magical thing, otherwise we wouldn't have spent years trying to re-brew it!" The old drunkard spoke with all his expectations.

"Hasn't this method of Jiuhun Wine been passed down?" Yi Cheng was a little surprised. It would be a pity if such a good thing was lost.

"No, the methods have been passed down, but because no one could meet the requirements of brewing wine soul wine at the beginning, the ancestor never found a successor of the robe and bowl in his life.

And tens of millions of years later, although we have found some monks who meet the requirements, unfortunately, something went wrong. The effect of this wine soul wine brewed is more than many times different from that jar of ancestors!”

The old wine ghost had a deep help on his face, but after years of hard work, he still couldn't make a perfect wine soul wine. How could he not regret it?

"Requirements? What are the requirements?" Yi Cheng asked.

"The ancestor left another kind of spiritual wine during his lifetime, that is, the Baiwei wine you drank before. Only when you can taste the taste of Baiwei wine can you make the wine soul wine! To make this wine soul wine, you have to experience the ups and downs of the world. This is the time of time, and without understanding, it cannot be brewed!"

The old drunkard said, looking at Yi Cheng, with deep expectation in his eyes: "The longer you drink the wine, the more you feel, the greater the hope of brewing the wine soul wine. I have the most hope before you, but unfortunately it is only at that step, so this hope can only be fulfilled by my friend!"

"Me? Senior, I know nothing about brewing wine. Don't joke!" Although Yi Cheng was interested in Jiuhunjiu, it was not known how many years it would take to get him to the level of an old alcoholic. He didn't have that time now, so he couldn't delay other people's affairs!

"My friend, don't be busy refusing. We are not letting you stay here and learn to brew wine. This is not something you can learn in a day or two. You just need to give you the method of wine soul wine. When will you have time and practice slowly? If one day a friend can brew a jar of real wine soul wine and let the skills pass on, I will be ashamed of my ancestors! Get rid of my friend!"

The old drunkard said as he actually bent over at Yi Cheng.

"No, senior, you're ruining me. If you can get the brewing method of Jiuhun Wine, I should be grateful to you. But I really don't have confidence!" Yi Cheng hurriedly stepped forward to support the old drunkard.

"Don't be anxious, take your time!" The old drunkard laughed.

In the following time, Yi Cheng, except for going back and talking to Ziyi and others, kept staying at the Jiusheng Village to learn the basic winemaking techniques and the brewing methods of Jiuhun wine.

After more than a year, Yi Cheng initially mastered the required materials and steps, but he had a question in his mind.

"Senior, are you sure this is the recipe left by Senior Wine Saint?" Yi Cheng asked.

"Why, did you find something wrong with me? This is not wrong. This was entered by the ancestor himself. It has been passed down by word of mouth by word of mouth for several years. It is impossible to make any material steps wrong!"

"It's true that you can't be wrong, but the younger generation is an alchemist. Although I have only a little understanding of brewing wine, I still know the properties of these materials. There is no problem with other materials. However, this Nine-Colored Sumeru is a little wrong. It seems to have nothing to do with all the other spiritual medicines. If it's not too much, it's not too much, so why does it appear here?"

"Haha, we have studied this problem before, but we can't figure it out. But this recipe is absolutely fine. Maybe there is something we don't know. This is the reason why Jiuhun Wine has been refining it for a long time!"

Yi Cheng frowned when he heard this, then shook his head and said, "No, it won't be that simple. I wonder if you have ever heard of the Sumeru Beast!"

"Sumeri Beast?" The old drunkard shook his head blankly and looked at Yi Cheng in surprise.

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