National Art: Opening Golden Bell Jar

When night fell, the food was ready, and with Ji Ping'an and Liang Yisi around, Chen Yang simply took out the lovesickness to dream.

He has been converting spiritual wine persistently in the earth realm, and has converted nearly two thousand catties of spiritual wine, but in the earth realm, no one drinks this wine with him—even those spirit wines that are not diluted, few people have the ability to drink them openly.

Now that he has a drinking buddy, he can finally have a drink.

The reputation of lovesickness and dreams is really not blown out, the aroma of the wine wafts along with the wind, and Mo'er, who was standing about ten meters away, just smelled the aroma of the wine, and his body began to shake.

There were quite a few people who came out to play today. A mile or so away, a group of people smelled the aroma of wine and couldn't help but look over. .

Chapter 1033

But after all, this is not the urban area, but the edge of Fangshi. The density of crowds is not high, and Fangshi patrols only appear occasionally.

And Chen Yang brought a generator, and the bright bulbs illuminated the night as if it were day. Others knew that this group of people was good, and they would not provoke them without authorization.

Halfway through drinking, Liang Yisi thought about alchemy again. He was interested in alchemy mainly because one of his eyes was traumatized and then attacked by poisonous gas, so he had to dig it out. brooding.

If he had a good enough elixir at that time, he would have no problem keeping his eyes.

This has become his obsession, and he started talking again while drinking.

Chen Yang couldn't discuss the alchemy with him, but he could talk about his treatment of Zijindiao—it was poisoned by mixed poison.

Liang Yisi also likes to listen to this topic. He has no experience in treating spirit birds, but he likes the alchemy and medical knowledge in it.

The two even had some disputes, because Liang Yisi believed that Zijin Diao's brain had edema, which was obviously caused by damage to the soul. At this time, using silver needles to pierce it would not only make meritorious deeds difficult, but also easily leave hidden dangers.

He believes that repairing the soul is the right way at this moment, because this plane also places great emphasis on "consolidating the foundation and cultivating the essence" in terms of treatment, and Chen Yang's treatment methods are suspected of discarding the basics and chasing the last.

Well, you have indeed cured the Zijin Eagle, but that may be because its soul is not strong enough, and human cultivators absolutely cannot treat it like this.

However, Chen Yang didn't take it seriously, "There are a lot of needles on the head, if necessary, don't talk about the head, Qihai should also be needled."

"It is of course correct to strengthen the foundation and cultivate the origin, but if the situation is urgent, we must act in a hurry. First of all, we must get rid of those fatal dangers... If everyone is dead, how can the foundation be strengthened?"

"What an argument!" A shout came from not far away, and a person came out of the darkness.

The visitor was in his 40s, with a white face and beardless, wearing a long gown. He looked refined and refined, like a teacher.

The place where he appeared was more than 200 meters away from the place where Chen Yang and others had dinner. He walked over step by step, seemingly in a hurry, and within a few blinks, he came to everyone.

As he got closer, everyone could see more and more clearly that the blue shirt on his body had been washed white, and he looked a bit downcast.

Liang Yisi and Ji Pingan looked at this fellow vigilantly, with a faint murderous look exuding from his body, "Who are you?"

The down-and-out middle-aged man replied indifferently, "The passer-by...was attracted by the smell of wine."

Although he is down and out, he is also a high-level Qi-refining cultivation base, and his body skills are quite good, but this is normal. Hearing the conversations of Chen Yang and others from such a distance, his cultivation base must not be too low.

Ji Ping'an's eyes narrowed, and he said in a gloomy voice, "Isn't my friend from Qiuchen?"

"Well," the middle-aged man nodded lightly, "I told you, I was passing by."

Liang Yisi on the side said lightly, "It's not Qiuchen's, so let's go away, we don't have friendship."

This way of speaking is not his habit. As a fierce and proud person, he has always been able to make a move without making noise, and once he makes a move, he will never show mercy. That is to say, it is rare for him to be polite when he sees that the other party knows some medical skills a little.

The middle-aged man glanced at him and smiled indifferently, "I heard it very clearly, you are not the master... As a war cultivator, don't bring hostility into your daily life."

Liang Yisi blinked his eyes. He wanted to do something, but what the other party said casually made him lose interest.

This situation surprised him.

The other party can feel the murderous aura on his body, and it is not a big deal to judge that it is a war cultivator. There are many cultivators who are good at observing the aura, but a few words of understatement can make him calm down a lot, and he no longer cares about it. , which is a bit weird.

Liang Yisi glanced at Ji Ping'an calmly - did he cast any spell on me?

Ji Pingan looked at the middle-aged man with a smile, "Since we know that we are not the master, fellow Taoists should talk to the master... By the way, I haven't asked your honorable name yet."

"Why do we need to know each other before?" The middle-aged man lazily replied, then turned to look at Chen Yang, "Good wine!"

Chen Yang raised his head to look at him, and replied casually, "The wine is good, and the people are not bad."

The middle-aged man smiled and twitched his nose, "Is this wine... lovesickness?"

The wine brewed by Acacia Jue is called Acacia into a Dream, and the spirit wine is transformed, strictly speaking, it should be called Acacia X points, but it was only when the Sanjue Daoist people were around before, and only a few people said so. Chen Yang knew this saying , but never cared.

Chen Yang nodded slightly, "Sit down, since you can smell lovesickness three points, you are a wonderful person, please treat your Excellency to drink."

The middle-aged man was not hypocritical, he just let out a chair and sat down loudly, "It seems that the master is easy to talk to."

When Liang Yisi heard this, he was a little unconvinced again. He raised his eyes to look at the other party, and most of the anger in his heart disappeared in an instant.

The middle-aged man looked at him with a half-smile, "What are you doing, you can't beat me."

　　It just so happened that Chen Yang's wine was also filled to the brim, and when he raised his hand, he fell into a dream full of lovesickness, and was bored by him.

He smacked his lips in satisfaction and nodded slightly, "It's really good, let's have another glass."

Chen Yang refused to pour the wine this time, he looked at the other party lightly, "What's your surname?"

"It's really boring," the middle-aged man sighed helplessly, "I thought you would be different, just drink as long as you drink, why do you have to ask your name?"

Chen Yang smiled at him, "What I said was to buy you a drink. Your Excellency doesn't even want to say your name. If I want to pour the wine... I'm a little wronged, right?"

"You must think that you are not afraid of me because your cultivation level is high enough," the middle-aged man squinted at him. Brewing lovesickness into a dream, if you win, you make a condition..."

As the middle-aged man said, he reached for Chen Yang’s skewers, with a very casual attitude and a very unobtrusive look, "Hey, can viper meat be grilled like this? Well...it looks delicious .№pine☆apple☆novel№story”

After he finished speaking, he grabbed the skewers and gnawed, unhurriedly, looking very free and easy. .