fifth form

Chapter 2085: A Hundred Years' Promise
All the materials from West Kunlun that can be used to brew Jiuzhen wine have been gathered at the winery, and only a few of the last materials are left to be brewed.

The emperor didn't want to return to this sad place, so Zhang Xuezhou began to take over the winemaking work.

Without the true sun fire of the Golden Crow Emperor, it is obviously difficult to achieve the same effect by burning wood.

Zhang Xuezhou thought about burning charcoal several times to see if he could get some smokeless charcoal, so that he could get closer to the flame of the Golden Crow Emperor.

But he eventually gave up this behavior.

This is not to say that Zhang Xuezhou does not know how to make charcoal, but the charcoal making cycle is long, coupled with the tedious tasks such as making a charcoal stove, the soaked materials in the winery will become moldy.

He had no choice but to chop some of the wood into pieces and add a smoke duct to the stove as a temporary supplement.

After a lot of busy work, Zhang Xuezhou finally opened his winemaking business.

"how do you feel?"

Zhang Xuezhou looked at the Golden Toad Dharma King who was tasting the wine with a red face.

"It's a bit sour and bitter. This wine tastes bad. It's much worse than before!"

“Maybe the fire isn’t big enough!”

The Golden Toad Dharma King, who had tasted the highly liqueur Nine Treasures Liquor, smacked his lips. Zhang Xuezhou also quickly added wood and threw in the feather of the Golden Crow Emperor.

It is better to avoid drugs than to avoid alcohol. Zhang Xuezhou is not afraid of being poisoned, but he is afraid of getting drunk and delaying things.

The emperor couldn't help falling asleep after drinking a lot of wine, and Zhang Xuezhou entrusted the task of tasting the Nine Treasures Wine to the Golden Toad Dharma King.

Zhang Xuezhou was relieved, and King Jinchan was also extremely happy. He felt that Zhang Xuezhou treated him very well, and it was a great honor that he did not kill Zhang Xuezhou in his early years.

There was also Shali who was staring at the flames in the stove in a daze.

To Shali, the Golden Crow Emperor was the great king among the monsters. Then this great king suddenly died of old age, which made him unable to change his mind for a while.

"Do you want to drink a sip of that sand?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"Your Majesty, my name is not Shazi," Shali replied blankly.

"You silly demon," said the Golden Toad Dharma King, shaking his head, "You should respond to whatever the Holy Son calls you to do, and do whatever he tells you to do. Don't just stand there in a daze!"

"Oh, I'll just drink two sips!"

Shali took the wine from the bamboo tube that Zhang Xuezhou brought, and then took two sips.

It was obviously the first time for him to drink this kind of alcoholic beverage. After taking a sip, he couldn't help coughing repeatedly, and his head turned red.

"You should take small sips at first, and then you can drink it in big gulps after you get used to it." The Golden Toad Dharma King corrected him, "You didn't get any benefit from this, don't choke yourself to death!"

"I will definitely not die!"

Sha Li argued with a red face and thick neck, and when he felt a physical repulsive force surging in the space, he could not help but roll over quickly to avoid it.

When Shali raised his head, he saw a woman in gorgeous clothes appearing in the winery.

"Master's wife!"

Before the woman could speak, Zhang Xuezhou, who was lighting a fire, quickly stood up and saluted, which made Shali, who had raised his head, quickly lower it again.

"I heard that you want to brew wine to cure diseases," the emperor and empress asked.

"I took Jiuzhen wine before, and I felt that my symptoms were much better," Zhang Xuezhou said, "Since there are still some medicine residues left, I want to take advantage of it and see if I can brew some Jiuzhen wine to nourish myself and then slowly heal my injuries!"

"That's a good idea." The Empress nodded and asked, "I have another way to cure the disease. Do you want to try it?"

"I hope Master's wife can give me some guidance," Zhang Xuezhou said quickly with a fist salute.

"Every hundred years, the major holy places in our three realms have an agreement to fight to eliminate conflicts between each other," said the empress. "This kind of fight is for the younger generation. The winner can get gifts from the major holy places. Some of these rare elixirs will have an effect on you!"

"There is such a good thing!"

Zhang Xuezhou exclaimed in surprise.

He learned from Cai Ma about the dispute over the Holy Son in the Holy Land. Zhang Xuezhou originally scoffed at such things and didn't want to get involved at all.

It wasn't until Cai Ma mentioned that the Western leader was good at refining spiritual roots, magical instruments and treasures that Zhang Xuezhou began to think more.

When the emperor and empress mentioned rare elixirs at this time, Zhang Xuezhou quickly thought of the Shengsheng Zaohua Pill.

"I hope that Master's wife will give me a treasure so that I can kill nine enemies in and nine out," Zhang Xuezhou bowed and asked for help.

The emperor and empress smiled awkwardly.

When it comes to treasures, no one can compare to the Immortal Palace.

If everyone armed the younger generations and let them fight with their magic weapons, there would be no need for a competition, and the Immortal Court would just win.

"This hundred-year agreement relies on each other's magic," the emperor and empress explained, "Even if the treasures they carry are allowed to be used, the treasures they take are within the power limit, and if it involves heavy treasures, none of them will be allowed to be used!"

"It seems that the rules of the Hundred Years' Agreement are very complete!"

Zhang Xuezhou replied happily.

Although Zhang Xuezhou has treasures here and there, he really doesn't have any valuable weapons for killing.

He is still afraid of the Yin-Yang Mirror and other objects in the Immortal Palace. He feels that he will die if he is reflected by the mirror. If he encounters such an opponent, he can only admit defeat directly.

After asking the emperor and empress, Zhang Xuezhou learned that the treasures carried by the monks in the fight were limited to ordinary objects, that is, ordinary iron weapons and conventional magic weapons. This made Zhang Xuezhou feel relieved.

Without the influence of high-level magic weapons, it would be much safer for him to participate in the Hundred Years Agreement.

As long as the rules of the game are perfect, he will fight if he can win, and admit defeat if he can't. Whenever he meets two weaklings, he can also gain some advantage.

Although Zhang Xuezhou always ran away after fighting, most of the time the opponents he faced were either of higher level or had many advantages, so there was no fair fight at all.

If the two sides can compete in a relatively fair environment, it is not impossible for Zhang Xuezhou to win even if he uses all his means.

When Zhang Xuezhou thought about this, he felt even more eager to make a move.

"Master's wife, rest assured. If the Holy Land needs me, I will do my best to participate and strive for victory," Zhang Xuezhou promised, patting his chest.

"Oh?"

The emperor and empress looked at Zhang Xuezhou in surprise. They didn't expect that Zhang Xuezhou was so enthusiastic about participating.

This made her quite curious about what great skills Zhang Xuezhou had learned in just a few years.

Jiang Qi is a natural fighter, and the opponent is extremely experienced in his attacks. He also has the advantage of a demon body, making him a rare genius.

The opponent has no other disadvantages except that one eye is blind.

Even if the empress was picky, she could only be picky so much.

If Zhang Xuezhou, who focused on cultivating his realm, wanted to defeat Jiang Qi, she felt it would be very difficult.

But since Zhang Xuezhou has made such a statement, it would be a bit difficult for her to persuade Zhang Xuezhou to give the opportunity to Jiang Qi.

"Since you are willing to participate, I will take you to take a test," the Empress said, "As long as you pass the test, you will represent Kunlun in the battle. If you are not able to withstand a single blow, don't blame Master's Wife for replacing you!"

"Master's wife, go ahead and test me," Zhang Xuezhou patted his chest and promised, "I can beat Cai Ma without blinking an eye now!"

According to Cai Ma's information, the Kunlun Holy Land is short of talent, especially young people. Even a character like Cai Ma has to take the stage.

Zhang Xuezhou felt that he was better than Cai Ma no matter what.

In particular, he promoted the art of fate, and his level of fate reached the realm of supernatural powers. He was better than Cai Ma in fate, and it was difficult to defeat him.

If Cai Ma can fight, Zhang Xuezhou can fight.

He bluntly compared himself to Cai Ma, which made the emperor and empress open their mouths, thinking that Zhang Xuezhou really knew how to pick his opponents.

Cai Ma’s strength does not lie in his individual strength, but in his deterrent power, which can cause his opponents to suffer losses that outweigh the gains.

Among the younger generation of fighters, the only ones who can defeat Cai Ma are those with natural talents, such as Jiang Qi, a great monster who is born with a long life. But even Jiang Qi would not fight with Cai Ma, lest Cai Ma die and he himself become old and disabled.

Simply put, as long as Cai Ma is not facing a brainless and reckless opponent on the field, Cai Ma can use this deterrence to make his opponent surrender.

If the opponent insists on fighting with Cai Ma, Cai Ma will just admit defeat.

This makes Cai Ma's chances of winning or losing mixed, or even higher.

It is obviously not appropriate to use Cai Ma as a tester.

(End of this chapter)