But no one knows that the medicinal wine of Xianrenzui, like Angong Niuhuang Pills, is a treasure in traditional Chinese medicine.
The former is a life-saving medicine.
The latter is the best for extending life.
Seeing that several young people did not believe it, Chilong quickly introduced:
"This immortal is drunk, the alcohol is overbearing, and the medicine is powerful. One of my comrades was seriously ill and was sentenced to death by the hospital. At that time, he was given a variety of precious Chinese medicines, and there was no way he could save himself."
"When I was desperate, I begged Senior Fan. At that time, his heartbeat was intermittent and his breath was like a gossamer."
"What the old man brought out was this Immortal Drunk. After drinking it, not only will the heart rate rise instantly, but all functions of the body will quickly return to normal. It is comparable to a miracle medicine!"
Li Mu couldn't help but be shocked when he heard what Chi Long said was true.
The two girls were also very curious about this wine.
Fan Zeng was not modest. He took the jar of wine and directly opened the red cloth sealed with mud.
Suddenly, the aroma of the wine was overwhelming, completely overshadowing the aged Moutai.
Li Chungang smelled the tangy aroma of the wine and couldn't help blurting out:
"Brother Fan, are you really willing to give up?"
Fan Zeng laughed loudly, stared at Li Mu and boasted:
"Boy, let me tell you the truth, I, the Immortal Drunk, contains eighteen types of monarch medicines, but a whopping 321 types of ministerial medicines!"
"It contains more than forty kinds of highly poisonous and powerful tonics. It is said that a cup of it would make even an immortal drunk. Do you dare to drink it?"
Li Mu's sense of smell was very keen, and he instantly smelled that the wine contained a poisonous aconite, also known as aconite.
The aconitine contained in it can kill a person the size of a grain of rice.
He was shocked in his heart, but he knew that there was an old Chinese doctor in China who specialized in prescribing murderous drugs. He was known as the walking Chinese medicine ICU. He saved countless people in his life, and he used this aconite.
Li Mu couldn't help but ask:
"You dare me, I would like to ask the old man, how many times can you drink such strong liquor?"
Old God Fan Zeng was there. Before he could answer, old man Zhou Pinghai had already said with a smile:
"Xiao Mu, please don't show off. This wine is overbearing. I can drink five cups, Brother Li can drink three cups, and Senior Fan can drink ten cups. You have to do what you can, but don't be greedy.
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Hearing the reminder from his master Zhou Pinghai, Li Mu couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.
It seems that Mr. Zhou has recognized his disciple from the bottom of his heart, so he kindly reminded him.
However, since this is martial arts, it is natural to show one's own skills and heritage. After all, this is the law of natural survival. Only the strong can get the respect they deserve.
At this time, Li Mu was secretly working the Zhoutian acupuncture point, and the blood flow speed was silently accelerated. The strength of the whole body was gathered together, secretly resisting the oncoming waves of alcohol.
He smiled and said:
"It's a great honor for me to be able to taste this exquisite wine brewed by Mr. Fan himself."
"Since I have the opportunity to replenish my body, I can't miss such a good opportunity."
After hearing Li Mu's words, several old men couldn't help but smile.
Li Chungang stroked his white beard and said with admiration:
"Although I am young, I am still a sensible person. If I miss this opportunity, it will be difficult for me to drink next time."
"To tell you the truth, this wine is indeed extraordinary. One glass of it is equivalent to an extra year of cultivation for monks like us. The effect of prolonging life cannot be faked."
"However, its medicinal power is indeed unparalleled. You can drink it for a few cups. Once you drink enough, you will fall down. It is by no means an ordinary wine. You can hold a jar and drink it."
Li Mu heard what the three seniors said was magical, and he couldn't help but become interested in this wine.
Just as he was about to reply, Chilong beside him was already impatient.
Coming from a military background, Chiryu was addicted to alcohol.
This good wine has a mellow taste and a wanton aroma, which has already brought out his greedy self.
The constant secretion of saliva made the drunken red dragon greedily swallow the saliva.
He couldn't wait to say:
"Senior, if you are brave enough, could you ask me for a drink to test the power of this magical brew?"
Fan Zeng laughed loudly, poured wine from the jar and said:
"Look, Mr. Long is in a hurry! That's okay, I'll give you a drink first."
Chilong rubbed his hands and said with a smile:
"Junior will come and serve it in person."
As Fan Zeng raised the wine jar with one hand, golden and amber-colored wine slowly flowed out.
Everyone was surprised.
This wine is as viscous as honey, and as soon as it comes out of the jar, it's like layers of thin threads tumbling in the cup.
As the wine liquid accumulated layer upon layer at the bottom of the cup, a fragrant and sweet aroma of flowers and fruits spread throughout the room.
It seems that what is poured out is not wine, but blooming flowers.
unpredictable.
The taste is extremely psychedelic, spicy, sweet, bitter, astringent, sour...
Chilong took the wine glass respectfully, looked at everyone and said with a smile:
"I didn't expect that this trip to the Forty-Nine Cities would be so fruitful. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
As he spoke, he sniffed the fragrance of the wine in the cup intoxicatedly, tilted his neck and drank it all.
A surprising scene happened.
The originally rich wine in the cup no longer had a viscous consistency the moment it was poured into Chilong's mouth. Instead, it was like a cup of tea, poured into Chilong's mouth without leaving a drop.
Chilong frowned at first, then relaxed his brows, and couldn't help but close his eyes and enjoy it.
Everyone was paying attention to his expression.
Qingzhu and Li Mu knew that Chilong didn't look bad when he drank, so no matter how much he drank, his face would not turn red. But at this time, he drank a cup of Immortal.
Chilong's face quickly became flushed, his ears and neck were all flushed. He opened his eyes and said excitedly:
"This wine is bitter in the mouth, but once you swallow it, you will immediately have a rich and sweet fruity aroma that infiltrates the heart and spleen."
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Chilong, who was standing there holding the wine glass, now looked very bright because of his old age, and his eyes were not very bright, and his whole person was even more radiant.
After drinking a glass, he felt nothing. Chilong smiled and said:
"Senior, can you ask for another drink..."
Before he finished speaking, he fell straight to the ground. Long Xuejiao, who was beside him, had quick hands and eyes, and reached out to hug her father.
This red dragon actually fell to the ground unconscious.
Everything came without warning.
Long Xuejiao was startled and she said quickly:
"Old senior, my father..."
Fan Zeng said with a smile:
"Hahaha, Chilong's bones are considered strong, and he can still speak a few words, but don't panic, this is a normal phenomenon."
"You can see that his breathing is steady. He is obviously asleep. After he wakes up, I guarantee that his body will be stronger than before."
Long Xuejiao was quite worried when she heard this and looked at Qingzhu for help.
Qingzhu said with a smile:
"It's okay, Xuejiao, take your father down and sleep in the east wing tonight."
Long Xuejiao supported her old father, made a confession and said:
"Seniors, let me help my father go over and rest first."
Watching the Long family and his daughter go out, Fan Zeng looked at Li Mu with a smile and said: