Cultivation Medicine Farmer

Looking forward to the stars and looking forward to the moon, Feng Junhui finally looked forward to the unearthed fruit wine.Early in the morning, Feng Junhui took a small hoe and called Hurricane and Longyuan to dig wine jars.

"What are you doing with this?" Hurricane pointed at the hoe in Feng Junhui's hand.

"Dig the wine jar!"

"No need." Need a hoe?hehe!

Thinking of the spell that Hurricane and the others waved their hands, Feng Junhui felt that it was wrong for him to be a mortal, he was a cultivator, well, his heart as a mortal cultivator was deeply hurt.

Sure enough, at the place where the wine jar was buried, Hurricane just waved his hand, and the soil where the wine jar was buried was separated.With the effort of raising their hands again, those wine jars flew in front of them.Compared with Feng Junhui's plan to use a small hoe to take it slowly, the speed of the hurricane is really much faster.Here, the hurricane easily removed the soil from the lid, and Feng Junhui took out the medicine stove again.

"It smells so good!" As soon as the soil on the altar cover was patted off, and the layer of lotus leaves was lifted, the aroma of the wine overflowed.

The fruity sourness has a fruity aroma, and the sweet taste comes out together with the mellow aroma of the wine.In addition, there is a special taste, a refreshing aroma, a bit like mint.After this smell entered the nasal cavity, it penetrated directly into the brain, making one's heart tremble, followed by comfort.

A variety of smells overlap, but there is no mess, as if separated, but also as if fused together.Long Yuan has already started to pour the wine into the medicine stove.What was put in was jam, but now it has all turned into liquid, and there is not even a little residue in the jar.And there are some red jams, but today's wine has no red color.

The liquor has become colorless and clear, looking like the purest water.After pouring it into the medicine furnace, Hurricane continued to refine the wine with the spiritual fire in his body.After the wine liquid entered the refining furnace, the aroma of the wine was sealed in the furnace, and the smell of the air gradually faded away, but there was still a trace remaining in the air that did not disappear.

Swallowing, Feng Junhui stared at the medicine stove: "How long will it take to refine?" I really want to have a drink and try it.

"Don't worry." Hurricane squinted at him, and then said to Long Yuan: "I haven't drunk this Baiguo wine for a long time, Long Yuan, Long Yuan, when will you make me that Baihua wine again? Is Wanwu wine good?"

"Okay, I'll start preparing materials later. Now that I have this Baicao Garden, it's much faster." Long Yuan said, as long as the hurricane wanted it, he would find a way to do it.

This time, it is to refine the wine again, the fruit that is already rich in spiritual energy, plus other spiritual herbs, and the wine fermented from the jam refined by the medicine stove and the spiritual fire of the hurricane.There are not many impurities in it, and the refining time this time is also extremely fast.

When it was poured out again, there were still eight jars of liquor left in the ten jars, which was already the essence of the essence.Hurricane is usually not stingy, but after the wine was poured out, he quickly sealed the wine jar with soil, and put it in his storage bag.

Seeing the remaining altar being hugged by Hurricane Feng, Feng Junhui secretly slapped himself twice.Why not be faster, at least grab two altars and put them in your Qiankun bag!

"Let's taste it first?" Although it was sad that he didn't grab the wine jar, the most important thing now is to taste the taste.

"This way." Hurricane carried the wine to the table, and Longyuan had already set out a set of wine utensils, a set of multicolored porcelain, with hundreds of flowers as the theme, with bright colors.

Long Yuan took over Hurricane's wine jar, introduced the wine into the wine jug, and then distributed it into the wine glasses that can only hold one or two wines.Hurricane took out a few plates of bird food from his storage bag, a new taste, and Long Yuan also liked this taste.The two cooperated very tacitly, the wine was divided here, and the food was also put on the other side.

Feng Junhui felt that he couldn't help but steal some bird food to drink, but somehow felt that he had eaten a handful of dog food.The aroma of this wine is really alluring. After tempering just now, the taste of alcohol is stronger, and the aroma of the wine is even more mellow.Feng Junhui, who is not good at drinking, couldn't help picking up the glass in front of him, first took a deep breath to smell the aroma of the wine, and then took a sip.

Originally, he only planned to drink half of it, but when it reached his mouth, he still couldn't help it, and drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp.The first thing you feel when you enter the mouth is the stimulation of the wine, which is slightly spicy, and randomly is the sour taste of fruit, and then in the warmth of the wine, there is a sudden coolness.

It is obviously like a glass of white water, but there are different tastes in the mouth, and the layers are distinct.Feng Junhui swallowed the wine only after these tastes circulated in his mouth.After entering the throat, there is no feeling of burning the throat, but a clear flow.

Wherever the wine went, Feng Junhui felt refreshed and his spirit was shaken.Putting down the wine glass, Feng Junhui let out a deep breath, as if he had let out all the turbidity accumulated in his body.At the same time, he felt that his cultivation base was slightly loose, as if he was about to advance.

"The spirit has been baptized, and it's normal for your cultivation base to loosen. If you practice more recently, you should be able to advance smoothly." Although Feng Junhui didn't say anything, Hurricane still knew his current physical condition.

"Oh." Feng Junhui nodded, as if it didn't matter if his cultivation was high or not.Of course, if you can use some spiritual power to do things like Hurricane and the others, it is still necessary to improve your cultivation base.Continue to stare at the jug in front of Long Yuan: "Give me another glass."

"You can't drink any more, too much spiritual energy will be wasted, and it will break through your tendons." Longyuan filled another glass for him and Hurricane, and said to Feng Junhui regretfully.

"Then another half glass?" Feng Junhui continued to stare at the flagon, he now felt full of spiritual energy and very comfortable.But I still want to drink!The aura is full, but the tongue is not satisfied!

Long Yuan shook his head, drank wine and ate bird food with Hurricane Feng, enjoying it very much.Seeing that the atmosphere was good, Longyuan also picked a king lotus flower from the air, which was pure white just opened.Putting it in a sky blue pure glaze porcelain jar that he took out, the atmosphere couldn't be better.

But Feng Junhui was in a bad mood. They were eating and drinking, but he had nothing to eat, not including dog food!Hurricane suddenly said, "You can drink scented tea."

Scented tea is delicious, but it's not as good as this fruit wine!

Although he couldn't drink the wine, Feng Junhui didn't leave, it's good to smell the wine!In the end, he actually brewed a pot of scented tea, and then found some food in the Qiankun bag, drinking tea and eating, staring at Hurricane and Longyuan who were drinking...

Staring with Feng Junhui, Fat Boy's family, and Xiao Ba, who just got into Baicao Garden.Fat Boy's family, including Xiao Ba, can't bear the aura of this wine now.Even if they stared at the wine glasses in front of Long Yuan, Hurricane would not give them half a glass.

The time has come when people are not as good as birds. If you don't give these birds wine, the hurricane will give them bird food.He gave them fruit back, but Feng Junhui had to prepare it himself.Like Feng Junhui, the birds stared at Hurricane and Longyuan while eating their own and drinking!

From then on, Feng Junhui was able to drink a glass of fruit wine every day, and Hurricane did not despise him in this regard.And he is also trying to brew some fruit wine with a slightly lower aura, so as to satisfy his cravings.Every time Hurricane gave him a glass of mince wine, Feng Junhui could drink it for half an hour.

When it was Feng Junhui's turn to make wine by himself, it was much more troublesome. For the sake of cleanliness, he had to do all the washing and crushing of the fruit himself.Although a group of birds nearby flew to the lake to wash their claws and looked at Feng Junhui innocently, Feng Junhui couldn't let them move their claws.

Seeing Feng Junhui ran to get an empty basket to put fruit in, Hurricane said to Longyuan beside him: "You said he has practiced Qi at least to the fourth level, why doesn't he use the space to fetch things?"

"Well, and with his current strength, he can directly control the spiritual power to crush the fruit and put it in the medicine furnace. He also used a mortar to mash the fruit slowly. The use of spiritual power is really bad. In fact, he can't do it at all. Use spiritual power?" Long Yuan also said to Hurricane in surprise.

"So stupid mortals." Hurricane nodded.

Feng Junhui, who was busy with his work, was shocked when he heard the sarcastic remarks of these two people, he was so stiff that he didn't know what to do next.He seemed to have read books on cultivation in this area, and also got these memories from Hurricane.but……

Please forgive him, who has been a mortal for more than twenty years and has not yet adapted to the superpower brought by spiritual power!

Just at this time, Feng Junhui's cell phone rang. It was President Qu of the Bird Love Association. He and the crew were almost at the entrance of the village. Feng Junhui was asked to go over and arrange a place for everyone to stay.Before he had time to complain about what Hurricane hadn't reminded him before, Feng Junhui hurriedly packed up his things and went back to the village.

If someone is by the small lake at this moment, they can see an afterimage galloping along the path from the small lake to Liyuji Village.It would be wrong to say that Feng Junhui doesn't know how to use spiritual power. Every time he walks this section of the road that usually takes an hour, he takes less than five minutes.

Sitting in the car over there, President Qu, who is about to arrive at the entrance of the village, is talking to the director next to him: "Look outside, they are still an original ecological village, and the environment is very good. Are the birds around now Too many? The further you go to the village, the more birds you can see."

The director who was invited by President Qu was also his good friend, his surname was Li, and his name was Li Xun.Although most people don't know his name, he is actually very famous in the circle.He mainly shoots documentaries and feature films, which is different from general commercial film directors.But he has a lot of contacts, because many of his works are broadcast on CCTV.

"The environment is good. If you don't give it, you can see how well the birds cooperate during the shooting." In fact, this shooting is also a challenge for Li Xun.There is an essential difference between making a documentary and a movie. It is also necessary to make the movie more appealing to the audience. Everyone loves to watch it. It is even more difficult to be able to line up a movie in the theater.

In the beginning, President Qu also asked him to make a short film for charity. It would be great if he could make a long documentary.As a result, as more and more people paid attention to this matter, coupled with the bird videos on Weibo, many people said that it should be made into a movie.Only when there are many people watching can the real propaganda purpose be achieved.

In this way, President Qu took up the burden, and Li Xun also continued to make films.The two of them worked hard for a while.Now that the preparations are finally done, their filming will begin.As the car moved forward, both of them were not as calm as they appeared on the surface, and the burden on their shoulders became heavier and heavier.

Feng Junhui didn't know what the two of them were thinking. After returning to the village, he went to the village chief and told him about it.Whether it's shooting commercials or movies, as long as someone comes to the village with a camera to shoot, the village chief feels very nervous and excited.If someone comes to take pictures, it means that their village is good!

Hearing that the person was coming soon, the village head took several cadres of the village committee in the village, and took Feng Junhui to the entrance of the village to wait.Along the way, many villagers learned about this, and they all followed to watch the fun, filming TV, they haven't seen it yet!A group of older children, who didn't even go to kindergarten, clapped their hands and ran to play at the feet of adults.

"Shanwazi, do you know what shooting TV is?" An adult teased a fat boy who was less than three years old and clapped his hands and called him to shoot TV.

Children in the village study late, and even kindergartens do not go until they are about five years old.There is no such thing as a school bus here. Either the older children of the next-door relatives or neighbors take them to school, or the parents send them to school, so the children are too young to send them to school.

"Shooting TV is just that, people want to go to the TV and shoot it." Shanwazi also nodded for his wonderful explanation.

"Then how about taking a picture of you in such a big size and putting it on the TV?" The man made a three-inch small dick with his thumb and forefinger.

"Okay, there's Wai Wai!" Wai Wai is a snack for children that is often shown on TV. He thought he could eat it when he was on TV, so Shanwazi was quite happy to be on TV.

"Hahaha!" The adults next to him burst out laughing when they heard what he said.

Two or three years old, children who only know a little about the world are the cutest.