Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor

The sky box next door.

When Xia Qingchen entered.

An empty sedan stopped in the corner,

At the luxury table, a lame old man is sitting.

Presumably he is the man in the sedan chair.

"Oh, please sit down." Xia Qingchen sat down and found three glasses of wine on the table.

Each glass of wine is different.

"These three glasses of wine are famous wines collected by Mochizuki Tower, and outsiders can't buy them if they have money."

No action was noticed by the lame old man, and a glass of wine moved to Xia Qingchen by himself.

Xia Qingchen had no worries and swallowed up.

If the lame old man in front of his eyes wants to harm himself with poisoned wine, he can do it with the cultivation of his position.

Using poisoned wine is superfluous.

The lame old man saw that Xia Qingchen was so happy, and there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes, asking: "Have you ever tasted the raw materials?"

The first glass of wine is called Cloudy Sun.

It is brewed with three spirits and a special spice.

At the same time, it is also the simplest wine among the three glasses.

"Sky hyacinth, cold tiger blood, snow worm, and a spice made by drowning the bones of fragrant deer." Xia Qingchen said smoothly.

Without even thinking about it!

The lame old man shone with fine light, and was amazed: "The little friend really is a master!"

The ten elders of Star Lord Peak, their life experience is extraordinary enough, right?

However, no more than five people can produce turbid raw materials.

"The second cup, please taste."

Xia Qingchen's visitors do not refuse, because these are indeed good wine, which is of great benefit to cultivation.

In the second cup, the lame old man asked, Xia Qingchen said: "There are nine kinds of raw materials, which are Ti Lingzi, Ming Xiang Cao, Qing Yun Guo..."

Papa—

The lame old man applauded and praised, and exclaimed: "The little friend really is a superhuman, admired by the old!"

He was really shocked.

The second glass of wine is called Yingyue. In the elders of Xingzhufeng, no one can produce ingredients.

Xia Qingchen said without hesitation, showing that he had a terrifying knowledge of appraisal.

The lame old man looked forward, pushing the third glass of wine over.

This wine is called Wen Shi, so far, only he can be identified.

There are eighteen kinds of raw materials inside, and the complexity of these formulas has exceeded the limits of human taste.

If Xia Qingchen can taste more than ten of them, the lame old will default to Xia Qingchen to pass the test, and will be assigned a heavy responsibility.

Xia Qingchen took it and swallowed it.

After a deep breath, he said: "There are a total of eight kinds of raw materials, namely rootless water and Haotianguo..."

The expectation in the eyes of the lame old man receded like tide.

A trace of disappointment lingered in the eyes.

Only eight species have been identified?

It's still ten different.

Looking at Xia Qingchen who was still talking, the lame old man sighed silently and secretly said: "After all, he is still too young to know that so much is the limit."

"But he can't afford that important task."

After Xia Qingchen finished his speech, the lame old man applauded: "Yes, yes, although there are some bad points, but the performance is very good."

Poor pool?

Xia Qingchen didn't feel that he had a bad pool.

There are indeed only eight kinds of raw materials inside.

"Wait a moment, I'll go out." The lame old man left on crutches and entered the end of the corridor.

There is a dedicated luxury room.

It is not open to the public because it is the office of the landlord of Mochizuki Tower.

The lame old man pushed the door in, and at the sight of the landlord, Wangyue immediately bowed and bowed: "See Lord Daxing."

"Get up." In the look of the lame old man, there was a little disappointment that could not be covered.

He had too much hope for Xia Qingchen.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

"I'll take a step first. You can give Tianzihao a pot of drunken days." Xia Qingchen no longer meets his requirements.

Give a pot of ten days worth of thousand days of drunk, it is a little appreciation and reward for him.

"Yes, Lord Star." The landlord respectfully said.

The landlord looked at the table, Kaifeng's cloudy day, Yingyue, and questioning, thinking in his heart.

The main star came here, specially named to open three pots of wine, and taste one by one.

Is it possible to delve into the formula?

Thinking about this, the landlord thought about it, took out a piece of animal skin that was kept very tightly, and offered it with both hands, saying: "This is the recipe of the three famous wines, please accept the master star."

The star owner glanced at random and shook his head slightly: "The recipe is your heirloom, keep it for yourself."

How many recipes of wine will he have?

Moreover, he has tasted all the raw materials, and no formula is needed at all.

After finishing his speech, he turned away.

It was the duck, his eyes rolled, his mouth rolled up, and he ran to the sky.

He wanted to use the recipe to exchange a few dog foods with the stinky dog.

The enhancement effect of the dog food on Xiuwei is so good that the ducks will never forget it.

"What are you doing? Let's go!" Unfortunately, the star star shouted it without looking back.

One person and one beast, quietly left Mochizuki Tower.

Speaking of Jiang Shaoqing, waiting for the wine shop in Wangyuelou.

All good wines are buried underground in the winery, and the seal mud needs to be dug up and taken out on site.

So can't hurry.

After waiting for a full quarter of an hour, the guy at the wine shop finally took out the drunken man.

Just about to be handed over to Jiang Shaoqing, suddenly a shop junior hurriedly ran over: "How many days are there in the drunken altar?"

The wine shop buddies recognized that the second shop owner in front of him was the confidant of the landlord, and said busyly: "No more, the rest is still brewing. At least it will not be opened until tomorrow."

The little boy on the second side had a bit of anxiety: "So what should I do, the landlord will give me a pot of thousands of days of drunk..."

As he was saying, Dian Xiaoer glanced at the altar next to the wine shop buddy and said, "Isn't it there? Take it!"

The diner guy looked at Jiang Shaoqing with embarrassment and said, "This guest made a reservation ten days ago."

Thousands of days of drunken supply are in short supply, and often require a long reservation in advance.

Dian Xiaoer looked at Jiang Shaoqing and said, "You will come again next time, this altar is expropriated."

With that, he held Qianri drunk in his hand.

"You wait!" Jiang Shaoqing's eyes widened: "I made a reservation ten days in advance and the money was paid. Why should you take it away?"

He has a sense of anger that is despised and disrespected.

"How much he booked, double the compensation to him." The shop little two ignored Jiang Shaoqing positively and said to the wine shop folks.

Just kidding, the main wine in the building, a visitor who dared to compete?

In Jiang Shaoqing's indignant glance, the shop little two went away.

Jiang Shaoqing clenched his fists: "It's too much to deceive people!"

The object of his anger is naturally not Mochizuki Tower.

The owner of Mochizuki Tower used to be one of the elders of Xingzhu Peak, but later he was too old and established Mozuki Tower after retreating.

How dare he blame the landlord Wang Yue?

The complaint is the Tianzihao guest.

Why can they use their privileges to take away the thousands of days of drunkenness that they had ordered ten days ago?

In particular, the guest in Tianzihao is Xia Qingchen who can't bear it.