"Why don't you come up with a plan?" Qin Ran said with a smile.

"What do you mean?"

Hou Tu was a little confused.

"Have you ever heard of turning a tiger into a Buddha?"

Qin Ran said.

Hou Tu nodded. Although she did not leave the underworld, she had been looking at the three realms. How could she not know about such a major event?

After the Battle of the Gods, the two sects of Chanjie were both harmed, and the Taoist sect's destiny was damaged.

The Western religion took advantage of this to reap profits and gained the upper hand. After hundreds of thousands of years of operation, it grew stronger and became the largest religion in the three worlds.

The Taoist sect was squeezed out and had to hide in the mountains. I was very worried about this and resorted to the method of transforming the three pure states into one qi.

The person who created a clone in the lower realm was Li Er. Li Er left Hangu Pass in the west and took many treasures with him to found Mahayana Buddhism, hoping to differentiate and spread the destiny of Western teachings.

"Empress Pingxin?"

That's a saint. There are many gods worshiped by all living beings. I never thought that he would suddenly appear in front of me.

This man's demeanor is luxurious, elegant and unconventional, his figure has convex curves, and his beauty is breathtaking, as if he belongs to that world.

Zhu Biao said matter-of-factly.

Qian Tu quickly promised, but his beautiful eyes could not stop glancing towards the two jars, unable to hold back his excitement.

Hou Tu's beautiful eyes suddenly bloomed with a moving brilliance, and she couldn't help but feel elated.

Qiantu said without any surprise,

Qiantu understood himself and suddenly found that a majestic fairy spirit spread in his body, and his mana actually increased slightly.

When he saw Qin Ran's joking eyes, Qian Tu suddenly blushed and felt that his dignity as a saint had fallen to the ground.

A beautiful man in four-colored neon clothes left the Taoist temple and headed straight to the west.

Qian Tu was speechless because you felt that Zhu Biao was so strange, that he was still doing those mortal things even though he had not yet attained enlightenment.

From then on, the Western religion was Buddhism, and Buddhism reached its peak, and then Journey to the West began.

"Yeah, there's nothing weird about being able to make wine? A person must know how to enjoy life."

"That is Empress Ping Xin from the underworld. I suspect she must have heard of it."

"Unless he wants to explode and die."

Qian Tu pretended to be resentful.

Qian Tu laughed out loud, as if he thought that guy was quite funny. He had a bald head, practiced Taoist methods, but considered himself a monk.

Qin Ran just shook his head, making Qiantu angry for a while.

Mr. Qin was startled and almost fell to his knees on the ground.

Anyway, Qin Ran was right outside and ran away, so he relied on me.

Mr. Qin was startled and almost fell to his knees on the ground.

Zhu Biao smiled.

Qiantu was not surprised at all. Did you expect that such a bad drink would have such a complicated name?

This refreshing, warm and slow smell seems to penetrate directly into the soul.

Qian Tu also looked at Mr. Qin, and when he met his gaze, Mr. Qin suddenly became older.

After Zhu Biao's guidance, you found the Jade Emperor Haotian and Zhen Yuanzi and borrowed the Book of Heaven and the Book of Earth

He was still drinking, but he drank it all while holding the jug in his arms. It would be a bad idea to leave you with less.

…

"When things are successful, you can directly create tunnels and incorporate these Buddhist sects into the tunnels in one fell swoop."

"Buddhism is going to invade the underworld, so you can take advantage of it."

"What was he drinking? Tea?"

Qin Ran opened the seal of the wine, and the aroma immediately overflowed, and a vast celestial spirit washed away it. Just one sip made people feel refreshed and refreshed both physically and mentally.

Qin Ran said matter-of-factly.

"What's the name of that wine? Why have you never drank it before?"

There are tens of millions of pores all over the body, and there is no feeling of elation and relaxation.

"Yes, it's your newly brewed fruit wine." Qin Ran explained.

So you decided to ask Qin Ran for advice again.

But now that you have only drank two bottles of wine, your mana has actually lost some strength, which makes you even more curious about the origin of those wines.

Qian Tu also looked at Mr. Qin, and when he met his gaze, Mr. Qin suddenly became older.

"That's your exclusive secret recipe, especially if you tell others."

Mr. Qin shivered and made a Buddhist salute.

When I encounter something bad, I am just not greedy. It seems that my strong experience is a flaw.

Before the grapes matured, I made wine into wine, and then placed them under a frozen ice field in the Hongmeng Pearl. Using the secret method of time, I accelerated the passage of time and kept it frozen for eight million years. The craftsman's tooth was born.

What is shocking is that Zhen Yuanzi and the two Taoist boys at the door went directly out to see each other off. They did not return to the Taoist temple until the men completely saw each other off and disappeared.

"How was this wine made? Where were the grapes collected?"

"Your Majesty, I'm going to talk nonsense. It's obvious that I've been shaken myself, but it's you who's to blame. If I really have a wrong disposition and have gone through countless calamities to change it, no matter how much you guide me, it will be of no use."

"That's why I was chosen as a disciple of the Buddha. I didn't expect that I would be humiliated like that by his teachings."

Even if you take some top-quality innate spiritual fruits, your cultivation level will also increase a lot.

Seeing Zhu Biao's mysterious face, Maetu was even more curious. He grabbed Zhu Biao's arm and said coquettishly:

Seeing Mr. Qin's shy expression, Qin Ran didn't smile evilly.

Qin Ran reminded, "This is natural."

In fact, Qin Ran was willing to talk about it, but the origin of the grapes and wine was not too shocking to talk about.

The rumored Master Qin was a prodigal son. Every time he passed through a country, he had to eat meat and drink wine, hang out in clean buildings, and discredit Buddhism. Now it seems that some of the names are not true.

Qin Ran picked up the wine flask and poured a glass. Qian Tu impatiently picked it up, took a sip, and his beautiful eyes suddenly widened.

Mr. Qin was meditating, and when he asked about the smell, the greedy thing in his stomach aroused, and he suddenly could no longer enter concentration and opened his eyes.

Qin Ran turned a blind eye to Qian Tu's resentful eyes and said calmly.

Then Qian Tu was waiting for Qin Ran to pour the wine, and Qian Tu directly held the wine bottle and started drinking.

I thought that after taking the sutra, the situation would still be the same.

"I know, you must savor it carefully that time

Zhu Biao looked back, glanced at Mr. Qin, and said with a smile,

And you can see that what Mr. Qin practiced was pure Taoism, with the purpose of cultivating one's moral character.

As for the secrets inside, you decide to explore a little bit more.

Fortunately, he didn't show it, but ten lives are enough to lose.

"It's the fruit wine you brewed. Even though this wine is very powerful, he can still drink it."

That's a saint. There are many gods worshiped by all living beings. I never thought that he would suddenly appear in front of me.

Qiantu noticed Mr. Qin sitting nearby, practicing with his eyes closed, and had no doubts. As a monk, Mr. Qin practiced Taoism.

"Yes, it's made from grapes, so naturally it's called Grape Sprinkle."

Recalling that he had bad thoughts just now, Mr. Qin felt frightened in his heart.

Compared with other saints, Dun is not a different person

A glass of wine.

Ting comes.

Seduced by the aroma of wine, Zhu Biaolin no longer had any thoughts of practicing Taoism and walked directly to the pavilion.

But when it comes to planning and scheming, not to mention myself, I am afraid that those scheming people in Zundi are all opponents.

"I know he's powerful, okay, you're asking for the name of the wine."

Mr. Qin suddenly trembled, not wanting to drink again.

"That's too bad."

Even if I say it, I will be suspicious, so I just say it.

Qin Ran took out two jars and reminded Zhi. There is no limit to the number of purple jade grapes, so I brewed those two jars of wine in total.
To be continued...