I, God of the River of Concepts, make friends out of nothing

Chapter 126 Mythical Drinks, Zhen Yuanzi Was Surprised!
"Fellow Daoist Zhenyuanzi, I believe you have also been reflected by the myth."

Nuwa said lightly: "We all know that people who are born in the prehistoric world and those who are reflected in mythology want to improve their cultivation in mythology as soon as possible."

While speaking, Nu Wa also took out something from her hand, which looked like a can of gourd wine brought from Jinao Island.

It is the three-energy wine that Luohe made friends out of nothing.

With a sound of "Bo", the cork was opened.

A scent of wine that did not belong to this world suddenly wafted away, causing a sudden phenomenon in the world.

In addition to the vigorous alcohol, it can also promote the rapid operation of the mythical cultivation method.

"This is..." Zhen Yuanzi straightened his eyes. Although he had no hope of becoming a saint, he still possessed the peak quasi-sage cultivation base.

After observing for a while, I first saw that this wine gourd wine contains mythical ancestral energy, and I was very surprised!
Nuwa was right.

He did get the reflection of the myth. When Hongjun arbitrarily determined the mythical place and let a ray of primordial spirit peep into the mythical place, he also sacrificed a ray of primordial spirit to go in and got the reflection of Dao fruit. He remembered that he was the cultivation method of the ancestor of the mythical land immortal.

He was slightly taken aback. He didn't know when he could use the cultivation method to draw qi into his body. After smelling the smell of wine, his eyes suddenly lit up!
"Fellow Daoist..." Zhen Yuanzi asked with a trembling voice, "What kind of drink is this?"

Nu Wa smiled, she had already expected Zhen Yuanzi's reaction.

"This drink comes from the person behind Jiejiao."

"With such a drink, Zhao Gongming and Daoist Duobao, who taught at the section, would get drunk after just one sip."

"It's the same with Kunpeng. He was so drunk that he didn't wake up after lying down for many years. It can be described as extremely embarrassing!"

"Being able to take out this wine shows the state of that person. I believe you can feel it. This wine probably comes from the land of mythology, which is helpful to the cultivation method of mythology. It's just that the wine is a mythical opportunity. It's just that ordinary people can't drink it. If you don't believe it, you can let someone taste the wine first."

"Then you have a good time to realize how terrifying the mythical aura contained in this drink is!"

Nu Wa said this, so she stopped.

With confidence already in his hands, there is no need to force Zhen Yuanzi, and he will not say anything more, I believe he will be robbed by himself.

"They are all quasi-sages, and they are drunk after just one sip. Have they been drunk for many years?"

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, don't you want to deceive the poor Taoist, how can there be such an exaggerated drink?" Zhen Yuanzi shook his head and said, "Forgive me, I still don't believe it."

But he knew that after becoming an immortal, he would not be able to get drunk with ordinary wine, especially after his cultivation level became more and more advanced, even if he looked at this wine more highly, it would be hard to believe that he could get drunk on a quasi-sage.

He also knew about Zhao Gongming and Duobao who were taught in that section, especially Kunpeng, who was a prehistoric power at the peak quasi-sage level like him, and it would take him two years to exist like this, which seemed like a fantasy!
"Forget it, the poor Taoist will call Qingfengmingyue and try it out."

Zhen Yuanzi summoned two Taoist boys while beckoning. Although they looked young, they had followed him for many years, and they were already at the level of a golden immortal, and they were considered to be somewhat cultivated.

"I have seen Master!"

"I have seen the saint Nuwa!"

After Qingfeng Mingyue nodded slightly to salute, under the introduction of Zhen Yuanzi, she learned that they were going to try wine.

Daotong's mood was not as good as Zhenyuanzi's, his eyes lit up immediately, and he was extremely confident in his drinking capacity.

"Fellow Daoist Nvwa said earlier that this wine is extraordinary, you just try to drink... a drop of wine is enough."

"Maybe you'll pass out after just one drop, be careful."

Although Zhen Yuanzi was admonishing him, he didn't think that one drop of this wine could make him drunk.

Qingfeng Mingyue raised her brows when she heard the words.

Nuwa didn't say much, but knocked on the gourd wine bottle twice, and two drops of wine flew out, hanging in front of Qingfengmingyue.

Qingfeng Mingyue didn't even drink it down, just took a breath, and felt the fire-like hotness falling into her stomach.

"This wine is not bad."

Qingfengmingyue's two Taoist boys raised their mouths slightly, but they wanted to say something.

But they had just opened their mouths, and they hadn't even had a drink, but the smell of wine was tangy, but they suddenly felt dizzy.

As his eyes darkened, he fell down with a "plop" and immediately fell into a deep sleep.

From coming up to falling down, it is so straightforward, it can be called flowing.

Fortunately, it can be counted as a line.

"This……"

Zhen Yuanzi's eyes widened suddenly, he didn't expect that in his own house, he just smelled a drop of wine, and he was already unconscious?

He stepped forward to take a peek with his spiritual sense, and found that Jiu Jin had completely cultivated the soul, and he would not wake up in a hundred or eighty years.

He was so excited that even he himself didn't dare to try it easily.

He wondered if it hadn't happened in front of his eyes, no matter what he would not be able to believe the horror of this drink.

This is inevitable.

After all, although Qingfeng Mingyue has cultivation bases, they are low and not high.

But after trying it out, this wine is really not simple.

"Daoist Zhenyuanzi, I told you that even Zhao Gongming and Duobao have been drunk for more than ten years."

"You two Taoist boys just smelled it, and I am afraid that you will lie down for ten or a hundred years without necessarily waking up." Nuwa said: "For such a result, fellow Taoists can't blame the poor Taoist."

Zhen Yuanzi responded with a dry smile, and had to admit that he underestimated the wine.

He looked at the wine again, especially the wine jar.

Among them, the Dao pattern and the mythical ancestral qi, and even the mythical Dao fruit cultivation method he just obtained, he can suddenly understand and practice qi into the body at any time, and he can't move his eyes for a while.

Just this bottle of wine meant too much, and what surprised him even more was, what kind of opportunity was represented by the person behind this bottle of wine under the reflection of this myth?
He wanted to isolate himself from the world and stay behind closed doors, but now he would meet, and he was a little moved.

"Fellow Daoist Nvwa, let the poor Taoist take a good look at the wine jar first." Zhen Yuanzi took a good look at the gourd of wine and water, smelling the aroma of the wine, he seemed to be able to smell all the phenomena of the universe, but unfortunately, now is not the time to comprehend the cultivation method of mythology.

He wanted to infer the level of the owner of the drink from this gourd of wine.

And as he observes, he discovers that the other party's level seems to have exceeded his understanding.

Therefore, the more he watched, the more frightened he became, and he had to believe that behind Jiejiao, there really was such a heaven-defying existence, and it should be the river god Zhang Erhe Wuyu.

At the beginning of the world, he had seen the figure of the river god. Since he didn't die back then, he might have already stepped into the land of myth when he opened the crack.

Steal the opportunity!
"Fellow Daoist, in fact, my main reason for coming here this time is..." Nuwa finally opened her mouth to ask for ginseng fruit to replace Qiqiao Linglongxin.

"The existence behind Jiejiao leaked the secret not long ago and revealed the schemes that Yin Shang encountered."

"Someone wants to deal with the luck of Yin Shang and Jiejiao, and has already started a plan."

"As a human ancestor, I can't allow others to plot against the human race. If Jiejiao and Yin Shang want to break the situation, they must get a ginseng fruit to replace the seven-orifice exquisite heart. That's why I came to you, the five villages of Longevity Mountain, Taoist friend."

"I don't intend to involve fellow daoists in the murder, I just came here to get this ginseng fruit. Of course, there are still some unavoidable causes and effects."

"Only Yibao Yibao will satisfy fellow daoists!"

Nuwa spoke eloquently, explaining the matter clearly enough, raised the gourd drink and said: "This drink can help people practice the mythical cultivation method. Even if sending ginseng fruit will be doomed, it can be regarded as a blessing and a curse."

Zhen Yuanzi listened carefully, lowered his head and pondered,
As usual, if Nu Wa wanted a ginseng fruit, he would not hesitate at all.

But now it is the period of the Great Tribulation of the Conferred Gods, and everything related to Jujiao will be tainted with cause and effect to some extent.

So there was confusion on his face.

"Fellow Daoist's concerns, I can also understand." Nuwa was as calm as ever, because she had made preparations.

She had already calculated this scene, and knew that Zhen Yuanzi would be afraid of the cause and effect.

So Nuwa brought this drink, which is an opportunity for the mythology cultivation method. Now that the mythology is reflected, Zhen Yuanzi must not be able to refuse.

"Friend Nuwa, you are joking."

Zhen Yuanzi gritted his teeth secretly, made a decision, and suddenly said generously: "Pindao is definitely not a stingy person, how can he have scruples, there is no such thing at all, since a fellow Taoist has spoken, Pindao absolutely has no reason to refuse."

"It's just that if you hand over the ginseng fruit and help Jiejiao and Yinshang, you will suffer from calamity. I hope that fellow Taoist Nuwa can keep the five villages of Longevity Mountain!"

"It should be so!" Nuwa nodded.

"Wonderful!" After getting the response, Zhen Yuanzi breathed a sigh of relief, since it was for the sake of mythology, he could consider a little karma of doom.

As he turned his head towards the ginseng fruit tree, when he turned back again, he was already holding a ginseng fruit in his hand.

(End of this chapter)