Qin Yu was shocked. The Dark Thunder Bead he learned really came from the Immortal Immortal. Moreover, Zhuhuang said in the past that if you practice the Dark Thunder Bead to the extreme, you can become the Nine Sons Dark Thunder Bead!
In other words, Golden Bull has heard of the Immortal Immortal!!
Before Qin Yu could answer, he heard Golden Niu say again: "That's not right, the Nine Sons of Dark Thunder Immortal Immortal has been dead for I don't know how many years, and besides, he shouldn't have left any inheritance. Boy, where did you hear it from? To the Immortal Immortal??”
"From Na Zhuhuang, and he also taught me the Nine Sons of the Immortal Immortal Ming Lei Bead!" Qin Yu whispered. After speaking, he raised his right hand, and a mixed purple and gray bead appeared in his palm. .
"Netherworld Thunder Bead??" Golden Bull stared at the bead in Qin Yu's hand with a look of horror on his face, and the stool couldn't help but move back.
"It's impossible. The Nine Sons of Dark Thunder Immortal Immortal is famous for being afraid of death and having a small belly. I heard that even the Nine Sons of Dark Thunder Beads he created are not willing to be passed down in his sect. Where did you get the Zhuhuang that you mentioned? "?" Golden Bull stared at the Underworld Thunder Pearl, thinking to himself.
Qin Yu frowned. The Golden Bull's words made Qin Yu a little confused. After pondering for a long time, Qin Yu's eyes lit up and he said: "Whose hands did the Nine Sons of Ming Lei Immortal Immortal die in?"
If you kill the Immortal Immortal by means of exorcism, you may get his inheritance.
"I once heard someone say that he probably died in the hands of Taiwu," Golden Niu said slowly, a hint of loneliness suddenly appeared on his expression.
"Taiwu?" Qin Yu was stunned.
"Yes, Taiwu, a feared existence from the prehistoric period of the world of heavens, but the Zhuhuang you are talking about should not be him, otherwise, you should be dead." Golden Bull nodded.
Taiwu? The prehistoric period of the world of heaven? It is frightening?
Qin Yu pondered, trying to see if he could find any other clues from Zhuhuang's words in the past, but after careful reflection, he still found nothing. He had no choice but to say, "Forget it, let's not talk about him. Come on, let me toast you all." Then, Qin Yu picked up the wine glass.
Young Emperor Hao, Golden Ox, and Qin Bai also picked up the cup. As for the Three Color Tiger King, he had a look of disdain on his face, as if he thought Qin Yu couldn't bring out any good wine. It wasn't until Young Emperor Hao turned away from him that he reluctantly picked it up. He took the wine glass, made a show of it, and drank it all in one gulp.
"What kind of wine is this? How come a little snake got into my body!!" After drinking it all in one gulp, the Three Color Tiger King suddenly became so powerful that he almost demolished the small courtyard.
Qin Yu's face twitched and he looked at the Three Color Tiger King and said: "That's not a little snake, it's Jiu Jin. This Jiu Jin contains inexplicable power and can nourish the whole body. By the way, this wine is called Qinglongquan Wine."
Liquor?
The Three-Color Tiger King frowned, and his whole body's breath converged. He slowly closed his eyes and quietly felt the "little snake" in his body. After a long time, the Three-Color Tiger King said: "Okay..." Before he finished speaking, he opened his eyes. , and quickly swallowed the word "wine".
After snorting coldly, the Three Color Tiger King said lightly: "This wine is just average." After saying this, his face turned slightly red. Young Master Feixian liked tea but not wine, and he didn't bring any wine with him when he came to the ancestral land of the Holy Mountain. , where have I drunk any good wine?
Because when Young Emperor Hao asked Qin Yu to ride the Tricolor Tiger King, although Qin Yu did not ride, the Three Color Tiger King was interested in him. Moreover, Young Emperor Hao's attitude towards Qin Yu made him very dissatisfied. Although he said it was normal, But the Three Color Tiger King couldn't help but go to get the jug and want to pour wine for himself, but he didn't expect the Golden Bull to slap him directly. The Golden Bull took the jug away, glanced at the Three Color Tiger King, and said: "It's so ordinary. Your wine is not worthy of your status as Tiger King, so don’t surrender yourself.
I don’t have enough status to drink this ordinary wine, so leave it to me, this saint.”
With that said, Golden Bull directly put the wine pot into the Naxu Ring...
The Three-Colored Tiger King was stunned, his face was a little stiff, and the three-colored hair on his head was almost shaking. Although he knew that the Golden Bull was speaking sarcastically, after all, he said that this wine was like...
The Tiger King, who was speechless for a moment, couldn't help but glanced at the other two bottles of Qinglongquan wine on the table, and directly reached out his hand, very fast, fearing that the golden cow would snatch them away again.
"This wine is mine!" Young Emperor Hao said lightly.
The Three-color Tiger King was stunned, his face turned red, and he wanted to take the last pot. Before he could reach out, Qin Bai took it directly. The purple-white man said: "This wine is not even enough for the three of us.
"
The muscles on the Three Color Tiger King's face twitched, he snorted and simply stopped eating.
"Boy, although this wine is good, it's not strong enough. What about the Drunken Dragon? That wine is so good that even a real dragon will be drunk..." The Golden Bull glanced at the Three Color Tiger King and shouted loudly at Qin Yu
said.
Qin Yu secretly laughed, how could he not know the meaning of the golden cow? He shook his head and said: "You forgot what happened when you were drunk last time? You can't mess around at this time, so just try this bar." After saying that, Qin Yu accepted it again.
Xu Jie took out a jug of wine.
"What kind of wine is this?" Golden Bull stared at the wine bottle with bright eyes.
"It seems to be called 'Blue Moon Bamboo Dragon'" Qin Yu muttered, this is one of the thousand jars of wine.
"Blue Moon Bamboo Dragon? Why haven't you heard of this wine? Let me see." Golden Niu raised his eyebrows and picked up the wine pot, with a look of confusion on his face, but the wine pot disappeared immediately after it was in his hand.
"Generally speaking, it is best to drink one kind of wine at a time. Drinking mixed drinks is a waste of resources. Let me put this Blue Moon Bamboo Dragon here first, and then we can drink it together. Do you have any objections?" Golden Bull said seriously. "
Biyue Bamboo Dragon, there is a wine named Biyue Bamboo in the Wentian Tomb Zhuhai, which is brewed by taking insects from the bamboo and pouring it into the dew collected on the leaves of Biyue Bamboo. Since this wine has the word "dragon" added to it, then it is not the name of Biyue Bamboo.
It is an insect, but a dragon in the bamboo. Therefore, the Blue Moon Bamboo Dragon is rare in the world, comparable to the Nine Holy Wines!
"Young Emperor Hao suddenly fell silent and stared at the golden cow with indifferent eyes.
The golden bull twitched and glanced at Young Emperor Hao. He didn't expect that Young Emperor Hao would know about it. He scratched his head awkwardly and said: "I didn't expect that the Blue Moon Bamboo Dragon would have such an origin? We will be drinking in a few days.
Blue Moon Bamboo Dragon."
"Give me half!" Young Emperor Hao said indifferently. He took out a jade pot from somewhere and brought it to the golden cow.
Golden Niu's face was stiff. Seeing Young Emperor Hao's indifferent look, he couldn't get angry. In desperation, he had no choice but to take out the wine bottle and pour half of it to Young Emperor Hao.
"I said half of it!" Young Emperor Hao frowned slightly and said.
"What about me?" At this time, Qin Bai's white head actually spoke. He opened his eyes that had been closed, revealing two eyes filled with white mist. There were no pupils, but they gave people a powerful aura.
Feeling of oppression.
Golden Bull looked at Qin Bai's white eyes in fear. He wanted to refuse, but then he thought of something. He said: "I can only pour you one glass at most." After saying that, he took out a wine glass, filled it up, and sent it to you.
In front of Qin Bai.
Three heads, only one cup poured... Both the purple head and the purple and white head stared at the golden cow coldly, but the golden cow didn't even look at the two heads.
Qin Yu sat aside and did not speak. It seemed that the value of the thousand bottles of wine under Long Ba needed to be re-examined.
"Give me a drink too." The Three Color Tiger King swallowed his saliva and couldn't help but said.
"Forget it, his wine is mediocre, so this wine is mediocre and not worthy of you." Golden Bull quickly took back the wine bottle and said casually, he saw the attitude of the Three Color Tiger King towards Qin Yu.
Inside, I felt a little uncomfortable. The Tricolor Tiger King's face was gloomy, his burly body was shaking a little, and he was very angry at Gold Bull...
