The man in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 107 You want me to be laughed at, right?

Qian Yaoshi liqueur is different from Wanwu raw wine.

All things raw wine is only aimed at the tongue, and Wu Dong's original intention is to brew a variety of wine. Although the system proves that this wine does have a subtle promotion effect on cultivation, it is only a deviation, not Wu Dong. original intention.

It's like a biologist playing mahjong with the intention of playing mahjong for entertainment and emptying his brain, but then he was inspired to come up with a set of natural screening principles for biological evolution, which can only make people feel good.

The root of all living wine is beverage, flavored wine, but the root of Qian Yaoshi sweet wine is medicinal wine.

Or rather, drugs.

It was Wu Dong's first wine brewed between the middle-level winemaker and the senior winemaker.

It was also the first medicine that Wu Dong concocted during his period of great improvement in the way of medicine.

[Qian Yaoshi sweet wine, practice +22%]

This is the data obtained by the system based on Wu Dong's five days of cultivation.

In a word, with the addition of Qian Yaoshi's sweet wine, Wu Dong's cultivation speed increased by almost one-fifth!

When the system gave this data, Wu Dong was shocked.

This is outrageous!
Although Wu Dong himself felt that this wine was not simple, it could be regarded as the culmination of his medicine so far, but he never imagined that this medicine wine has such a great effect on promoting cultivation!
22%!
This is going crazy!
Wu Dong didn't ask the system "Is this true?" After being stunned for a while, he just said: "How long can it last?"

"Unknown. In five days, the efficacy of the medicine has not diminished."

Wu Dong was stunned again.

Then that evening, he carried another basket of wine and went to Yaoshi Qian's side.

"What is this, medicinal soup? Why are you still putting it in a wine jar?"

After taking a sip, it was sweet and full of flavors, Yaoshi Qian asked with an intoxicated expression on his face.

"The previous wine was a little flawed."

Wu Dong said.

Although he didn't know how that flaw came about, or whether it could be called a flaw, but he fell in love with it after drinking it, and it couldn't be broken. After all, it was not a good thing. Wu Dongben was still troubled by it, but this He had this sweet wine for a few days, but he didn't drink the Wanwushengwine at all.

This is a perfect substitute!

"With this wine, Master Qian, you can throw that wine away and don't have to drink it anymore. When you want to drink that, just drink this!"

For Wu Dong's words, Qian Yaoshi's reaction was almost the same as the system's reaction at that time, "This wine? Wu Dong, isn't this a bar?"

Pharmacist Qian admits that this is also delicious, it tastes completely different from Wanwu Shengjiu, and it tastes good, but it is indeed just medicinal soup, not wine!

Although he is not an alcoholic, it is impossible to make a mistake whether it is alcohol or not.

To prevent mistakes, he picked up the cup in his hand and took a sip.

That's right, there is no taste of wine at all!

You call it wine?
"Master Qian, those who drink or not are just famous."

Wu Dong smiled lightly, "This wine, uh, this medicinal soup, doesn't it have a strong taste?"

Pharmacist Qian took another sip.

Then, nod silently.

The nod here is a recognition of its richness, and it is also a reluctant acquiescence that Wu Dong called it wine.

"This wine is sweet, so I named it 'Qian Yaoshi Sweet Wine'."

Wu Dong smiled again.

"What does this have to do with the old man? You are obviously not wine, and the name is not worthy of the name, but you named it after the old man. You want the old man to be laughed at, right?"

After being taken aback for a moment, Yaoshi Qian scolded with a smile.

Wu Dong has been brewing wine since a long time ago, and has been brewing a lot of wine, so Pharmacist Qian didn't take the name at this time seriously. He only thought that Wu Dong was joking and teasing him, an old man.

Wu Dong didn't say much, and after sharing the opened small jar of wine with Yaoshi Qian, he left the wine in the basket and carried an empty basket back.

You can keep the wine, but not the baskets.

Although it doesn't take much time to weave a basket, it will take some time after all, and Wu Dong is a senior winemaker, but the level of weaving baskets is at most a junior.

Not even a beginner, just a newcomer.

Wine or basket, which is more important?
Of course, the wine is light and the basket is heavy.

A hundred jars of wine, don't even want to exchange for a basket!
The night passed quietly.

The next morning, to be specific, it was not morning, but only early morning, Wu Dong was woken up by Qian Yaoshi.

Can't say wake up either.

It can only be said that in the middle of the night, before dawn, the old man ran to Wu Dong's side with an agitated expression, like crazy.

He didn't approach, obviously he didn't want to disturb Wu Dong, but just wandered back and forth by the small vegetable garden.

Although Wu Dong's current cultivation base is only at the early stage of Qi Entraining Realm, and he is not as good as Pharmacist Qian, but he has that:

[Talent: One-spiritual awareness (primary) (In any case, you have a spiritual sense that responds at a touch, even in the deepest sleep, within a radius of ten feet, you can clearly perceive it when an embroidery needle falls to the ground. )]

It is said to be ten feet, but in fact it is far more than ten feet.

The distance from the small vegetable garden to Wu Dong's cabin was at least thirty or forty feet, that is, a hundred meters away, but the sound of Qian Yaoshi's footsteps wandering a hundred meters away fell on Wu Dong's ears like thunder.

Without intentionally hanging the old man, Wu Dong immediately put on his clothes and got up.

But when they met face to face, he pretended not to know: "Master Qian, what happened this early in the morning?"

Compared to Wu Dong who was extremely calm, Yaoshi Qian was so excited that he couldn't take care of himself... "Wu Dong, that wine last night, that wine..."

Pharmacist Qian turned into stuttering Qian, unable to speak, and then even moved his hands and feet, pointing fingers.

After being excited for a long time, the old man finally managed to express a meaning, what happened to the wine last night, why did he practice after drinking that wine, as if he had taken a Shiquan Dabu pill?
"Maybe it has nothing to do with alcohol. Maybe it's because you, Master Qian, have practiced for a long time and just encountered a hurdle to make some progress?"

Wu Dong said seriously.

"Is that right?"

Pharmacist Qian was full of suspicion.

Come full of excitement, go back full of suspicion.

But this is really a good thing to verify, and even, no verification is required.

In the evening of this day, Yaoshi Qian didn't drink the sweet wine.

Then, the state of practicing at night is just average.

The next morning, he drank alcohol and practiced again.

take off!

After finishing the practice, Yaoshi Qian knew immediately that he had been tricked by that brat again!

Yaoshi Qian went to Wu Dong's mountain again angrily.

As for whether he was angry or excited, he couldn't tell, anyway, after drinking something other than alcohol, Yaoshi Qian's face was flushed, and it seemed like alcohol was flowing from his scalp to the soles of his feet insanely.

Don't worry about where the alcohol came from, maybe the wine I drank before was not digested!

"Wu Dong!"

Pharmacist Qian came to question the crime.

Ask the brat about the crime of playing.

But when he really stood in front of Wu Dong again, Yaoshi Qian couldn't say anything except a title, and even his eyes were a little red for no reason.

Even his hands were trembling slightly.

Wu Dong hurriedly gave him a gentle hug, fearing that the old man would have a stroke and fall to the ground, "Master Qian, what's wrong with you?"

"You brat, you brat!"

Pharmacist Qian was finally able to speak.

He didn't just talk, he also moved. He kept patting Wu Dong's back with his hand, which made Wu Dong grin his teeth.

(End of this chapter)