God Catch starts with adding points

Any cultivator, after stepping into the realm of practice and greatly increasing his lifespan, who doesn't work hard day and night for decades to improve a realm.

Lu Bai should be like this, and disciples of Haoqimen should also be like this.

"Man, be content."

After Lu Bai said it, he used 20 merit points to raise his drunkenness to the ninth level and his realm to the first rank.

Lu Bai kept moving, and used 65 merit points to increase his drunkenness by ten levels, officially entering the early stage of Qi refining.

This is the beginning of the gas refining period, which is worthy of the name.

Lu Bai has only used up 80 merit points now.

He had to sigh again, Taoism is worthy of being Taoism, and it is really not comparable to martial arts.

The pure yang he cultivated is quite brilliant. It takes 30 merit points to upgrade from the second rank to the first rank, while "The Spirit of Wine" only needs 20 merit points in total to go from the ninth rank to the first rank.

Much simpler.

It would be much easier for disciples of the Haoqi sect to cultivate.

Lu Bai couldn't help being envious of those disciples of the cultivation sect again. No wonder they practiced quickly, and they were not as good as first-rank at a young age, and even entered the realm of cultivation.

No matter how good the aptitude is, it is better to have a good skill.

Lu Bai returned to the Lion House filled with emotion.

The next day.

The gang of beggars ran around the entire lower city, spreading the news that they would burn incense in the Sword Immortal Temple and pray that the plague would be alleviated and even cured.

Under the influence of the beggars' gang, it took almost a day for the news to spread throughout the entire downtown area.

In the evening, there was an uproar in the upper city.

Many people are skeptical.

However, as the so-called sudden illness goes to the doctor indiscriminately, anyway, it is difficult to cure the plague medicine, so it is better to listen to the rumors and go to the temple to try it.

As a result, many desolate Sword Immortal Temples in the city became prosperous again.

Not only that, some temples of other gods directly overthrew the statues and replaced them with tablets of sword immortals, and some people simply invited the tablets of sword immortals back home.

On the next day, in the whole city, no matter whether it was the upper city or the lower city, everyone worshiped the Sword Immortal.

Lu Zhifu in Xiacheng District stepped forward at the right time.

In order to help the common people cure their illnesses, the magistrate's yamen will give out thousands of taels of silver, and at the same time, donate silver to the common people under the rule, and build dozens of temples for the sword fairy under the rule.

As soon as this remark came out, there were many fundraisers.

It took less than a day to raise enough money.

Their money was not in vain. Some of their family members were infected with the plague. After donating the money, the disease was surprisingly relieved.

Many people immediately understood that burning incense and kneeling to pray is far less pious than money.

Therefore, under the appeal of the common people, the magistrate's yamen received a lot of money for building temples.

Although the magistrate of Xicheng District did not come forward, the beggar gang took the lead in calling for everyone to donate money to build the Sword Immortal Temple.

Many supporters.

The same scene happened in Uptown.

However, the people in Shangcheng District are much richer, and almost every household will build a Sword Immortal Temple with silver for their families to burn incense and pray to avoid being infected with the plague.

In this wave of building temples, people infected with the plague found that praying to the sword fairy could really alleviate or even cure their plague, and once again pushed the belief in the sword fairy to a climax.

So far, the Sword Immortal Temple, which was almost unattended before the plague, is everywhere after the plague.

half a month later.

Lu Bai stood on the Lion Tower, looking at the deer park that was gradually returning to normal, "After killing tens of thousands of people, this Lord Sword Immortal has achieved his goal."

He let out a long sigh, "Sure enough, since ancient times, faith has been the big problem."

Lu Bai lived in an excessive lack of fanatical beliefs in his previous life, and he didn't feel that he didn't understand why a certain part of the world was at war every day, but now he has an understanding.

Gu Qinghuan sneered, "What is this, they have done many worse things."

"For example?" Lu Bai turned to look at her.

However, Gu Qinghuan changed the subject, she asked Lu Bai, "Why have you been brewing so much wine in the wine cellar by yourself for half a month?"

"For practice."

"Practice?" Gu Qinghuan didn't understand.

"On the day I killed the plague ghost, I got a Taoism that can be used in practice and is suitable for all ordinary people." Lu Bai smiled triumphantly at her, "Not only did the sword fairy get a lot of benefits from this plague, we also got Quite a few, from now on, the Haoqi Sect will no longer be a martial arts school, but a cultivation school!"

Lu Bai can even say that in the future, the eight major factions will definitely be changed to the nine major factions.

Gu Qinghuan was surprised, "Cultivation technique?"

She couldn't believe it.

Although Lu Bai's kungfu is brilliant, it is still within the scope of martial arts, and a cultivation kung fu is so easy to obtain.

That's priceless.

It was only after Lu Bai explained the "Intention of Wine" exercise to Gu Qinghuan in detail, that Gu Qinghuan believed it completely, "This method is too, too incredible."

But she had to admire the creator of this Taoism.

The so-called Taoism is nothing more than expressing the mysterious and mysterious Tao in a certain way. There are swords, songs, and books——

"Drunkenness" is undoubtedly a way of explaining the avenue with unconstrained moves while drunk.

Unprecedented and brilliant.

In the future, the Jiuxian might come out of Haoqimen.

Lu Bai didn't think so much, but after hearing what Gu Qinghuan said, he felt that it made sense.

"You have to keep this recipe for wine making." Gu Qinghuan suggested.

The essence of the method of "The Spirit of Wine" lies in passivity, and the essence of passivity lies in this recipe for wine making.

Lu Bai reassures Gu Qinghuan.

Others will never be able to guess, snatch, or steal this wine-making recipe.

Not to mention the wine-making recipes, even if someone stole all the wine Lu Bai brewed in the wine cellar, he would not be able to get the medicinal wine of "Wine".

Because the medicinal wine brewed with this recipe has to go through a process when it is out of the cellar - Lu Bai also added a kind of wine to it.

This kind of wine is only available in the mall in the panel.

Chapter 248 Seeking Longevity

This kind of wine that can only be exchanged by the panel is called Tourist Drunk, and the merits required to exchange it for a jar are worth a lot.

Lu Bai didn't even know what kind of grain and technology the wine was made from.

He exchanged it for a jar, it smelled like a bottle, and it tasted mellow and sweet, with a lingering aftertaste.

He originally planned to keep the jar of wine for medicinal wine.

But then I couldn't bear it anymore and drank it with the big black cow.

The drink was full of energy, the two of them didn't realize it at first, and when they stood up after drinking, they were dizzy, dizzy, couldn't tell the north from the south, Lu Bai went back to sleep, and almost fell asleep in Gu Qinghuan's room.

Fortunately, his physique has been transformed by the Turtle Breathing Kung Fu.

He told himself with the last sliver of sobriety that this was not his room, then abducted him, and then became a walking dead, Wang'er dragged her down to her room as a companion.

Say something.

Although the drink was strong, it wasn't overpowering at all, so that when Lu Bai woke up in the morning, he didn't look hangover at all.

Tried to find any evidence of a hangover.

He was almost treated as a beast by Gu Qinghuan.

Fortunately, the disciples found the big black cow next to a willow tree in the courtyard, and he was sleeping with the thick big willow tree in his arms.

As for the big willow--

It was uprooted because it got in the way of the big black bull.

Willow is too wronged.

There is a pond in front of it, if it is not in the way, the big black cow will drown if it falls.

Only then did Gu Qinghuan realize that he had misunderstood Lu Bai.

Now Lu Bai remembered Gu Qinghuan's reminder.

Counting the time, it is almost time for the medicinal wine to come out of the cellar.

Lu Bai then went to the wine cellar.

There are more than 20 cylinders of brewed wine in the wine cellar, which is enough for the disciples of Haoqimen to get started.

As for the future, he will transcribe the recipe for brewing medicinal wine, remove the soul of the medicinal wine, and give it to his subordinates to brew.

Not bad.

Tourist drunkenness is the soul of this medicinal wine recipe.

Just like hops are the soul of beer, without tourists getting drunk, this medicinal wine recipe is just an ordinary brewing recipe.

Lu Bai opened all the wine jars.

A fragrant smell of wine diffused from the wine tank and permeated the air.

Lu Bai took a deep breath.

Fragrant!

Although it is not as fragrant as the tourists' intoxication, it is still a rare good wine compared to ordinary wine.

Lu Bai felt that if he got this wine recipe, even if he didn't open the door to make a statement, he would definitely make a lot of money as a wine seller.

Of course, the premise must be strong.

Lu Bai finally understood that in this world, if you have no strength, gods will kill you.

Lu Bai exchanged another jar of tourist's wine from the panel, opened the tourist's wine, and poured them into the more than 20 jars of wine one by one.

As the saying goes, what is concentrated is the essence.

That's how drunk tourists are.

Although there is very little liquor in it, one drop is like a catalyst. After dripping down, more than [-] tanks of liquor seem to have been dotted on the eyes of a painting dragon, and they suddenly have a soul. Tourists are drunk with a lot of wine.

The fragrance of this kind of wine should only exist in the sky, and it is rare to smell it in the world.

"I go!"

Lu Bai was dumbfounded.

He used to be worried that his disciples would not be passive when they did not drink alcohol, or when there was no alcohol at hand, and that they would not be able to display their martial arts in vain.

Now he feels overwhelmed.

With just such a jar of wine, anyone who isn't a drunkard can't wait to drink every day.

Lu Bai took another sip, and suddenly saw the aroma of the wine floating like mist from various wine vats, gathering at a high place, and a mirage-like scene emerged.

A mirage seems to be in the bamboo forest.

The bamboo forest is crisp, like birdsong and insects, full of vitality.

In the middle of the bamboo grove there is a huge boulder. On the boulder sits a man, dressed in white, with a wine gourd hanging beside him.

This person is-

Lu Bai raised his eyebrows, it was actually himself.

Lu Bai was thoughtful.

He is very clear-headed now, with clear lines, and he knows exactly what he is doing and what to do.