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"So what kind of suitable demand will there be for this kind of elixir that is in stock, common, and unused?" Yue Ling'er asked.

Shen Menghan added: "Actually, I think the biggest problem is that the inventory of elixirs and new elixirs are sold at the same price. Just imagine, no matter what the demand is, monks tend to buy new elixirs because new elixirs are different from old elixirs. The price is the same, so why not buy a new one? What can the old elixir do that the new elixir can’t do?”

Yue Ling'er frowned: "Sister, what I said makes sense! No matter what demand we discover, the buyers of this demand will tend to buy new Huiyuan Pills. The elixirs in stock are completely uncompetitive!"

Jiang Cheng continued to think and said: "If I have to say it, there is indeed one thing that the old elixir can do but the new elixir cannot."

"whats the matter?"

Everyone looked at Jiang Cheng. They really couldn't think of any advantages that the old elixir had over the new elixir.

"Year! The traces left by time on this batch of pills!" Jiang Cheng said.

"Isn't this a disadvantage?" Yue Ling'er blurted out.

"In a sense, it is true, because time has greatly reduced the efficacy of this batch of elixirs, which has made them lose their competitiveness against new elixirs. However, this has also brought about a problem for this batch of elixirs. The advantage is that they are unique."

Yue Ling'er said in confusion: "That's true, but what's the use of being unique? Only fools spend the original price to buy the elixirs in stock."

Jiang Cheng showed a mysterious smile and said to Shen Menghan: "Fellow Daoist Shen, may I ask how many years it will take for the third-level elixir to finally reduce its efficacy by half?"

Shen Menghan thought for a while, "General third-level elixirs, without any protective measures, will last about one hundred and fifty years. Like the batch in Jiang Cheng's hands, there are jade bottles..."

"Here." Jiang Cheng handed the jade bottle containing the elixir to Shen Menghan.

Shen Menghan looked at it carefully and said: "With professional jade bottle sealing, the shelf life will be greatly extended. I estimate that this batch of Huiyuan Pills was in stock more than a thousand years ago."

"More than a thousand years?" Yue Ling'er's mouth twitched.

What a good guy, it has a longer history than the Liang Kingdom.

No wonder the medicine is only half effective.

It turned out to be a treasure from the "ancient" period.

Jiang Cheng smiled and said: "Even with the foundation of the five great immortal sects, it is not easy to take out a batch of Huiyuan Pills that were made more than a thousand years ago, right?"

Shen Menghan nodded: "Generally, middle and low-level elixirs are not kept for such a long time. They are refined as they are used. This batch of elixirs may have been stored for such a long time because they were from Lingzhiyuan. "

Jiang Cheng was relieved: "Ha, then our batch of Huiyuan Dan is truly unique."

"Jiang Cheng, stop being so pretentious. What on earth do you want to do with these Huiyuan Pills?"

Yue Ling'er pouted and looked at Jiang Cheng, as if she was very dissatisfied with his appetizing behavior.

Jiang Cheng was not in a hurry to say anything. Instead, he picked up the tea cup and asked, "Fellow Daoist Yue, is there anything in this world that becomes more valuable as it ages?"

"Spiritual stone?"

"The spiritual energy will dissipate if the spiritual stone is left for a long time."

"Kung Fu?"

"Most of the current exercises are new or improved."

"Array?"

“It needs to be maintained every year, otherwise it will fall into disrepair.”

"Artifacts?"

"Cultural relics are things that mortals like. In our world of immortality, cultural relics don't live as long as many of our predecessors."

Yue Ling'er was tickled by Jiang Cheng's words. Now that she couldn't get the answer to her many guesses, she felt itchy all over and felt like she was about to die.

"Jiang Cheng~ Just say it, please."

Jiang Cheng put down the tea cup and said with a smile: "Of course it's wine! Wine that's a thousand years old is a rarity even in the world of immortality."

Yue Ling'er's eyes widened: "Are you going to use these elixirs to make wine?"

"no?"

"Uh..." Yue Ling'er looked at the professional, her good sister Shen Menghan.

"Elixirs are condensed medicinal materials. If medicinal materials can be used to brew medicinal wine, then in theory, elixirs should also be able to brew medicinal wine." Shen Menghan explained.

"The wine brewed by the third-level elixir...is still a thousand years old. It shouldn't be cheap, right?"

"I don't expect it to make much money, as long as the cost of selling pills can be recovered."

“But who knows how to make wine?”

"This is easy to handle." Jiang Cheng stood up and said, "Can't we just go to the mission hall and send a mission? There will always be someone who knows."

Jiang Cheng and others arrived here for the first time, and they really didn’t know enough about Tongtianmen.

In fact, let alone them, even the monks who have practiced in Tongtianmen for hundreds of years cannot be said to necessarily understand Tongtianmen.

At this time, the benefits of the mission hall are revealed.

As long as you use a thousand spirit stones and a little time, you can always get the answer.

Not surprisingly, Jiang Cheng's mission was taken over by a senior brother.

Under Lin Beifeng, Jiang Cheng successfully met the senior brother who took over the mission.

"My surname is Qiao Mingjie. I wonder what I call my junior brother?"

"Jiangcheng."

Qiao Jie said with a smile: "Okay, let me get straight to the point. In fact, when it comes to wine making, the most famous one is Bailiangfeng. Master Fu Xian has been immersed in this art for many years. Not only has he mastered large-scale wine making technology, but he also has many disciples. , The inheritance is in order. Even from Bailiang Peak, there are many monks who have established their own schools, occupying almost half of the country."

Jiang Cheng's eyes lit up and he asked, "So Bailiangshan is the leader of this path?"

"That's not true."

"Then senior brother, what's the point of talking for a long time?"

Qiao Jie laughed: "Junior brother said during the mission that if he wanted to find someone to help make wine, then Bailiangfeng would not be suitable. Although Bailiangfeng is large in scale and well managed, the quality of its products is indeed not as good as some private works. And since junior brother wants help, he can’t choose Bailiangfeng. How could they open a separate production line just for junior brother’s small favor?”

"In that case, what is senior brother's recommendation?"

"Master Putuofeng Lingshu, Master Chiyuan of Dayueshan, and Master Banque of Xiaolongfeng are all well-known brewing masters in the sect. Junior brother can choose any of them."

"Thank you, senior brother. I have confirmed that the mission has been completed. Senior brother, please go and collect the spirit stones." Jiang Cheng cupped his hands and thanked him.

"Haha, easy to talk about." Qiao Jie beamed.

If you answer a small question, you will get a spiritual stone, and he can wake up from his dreams at night with a smile.

After listening to Qiao Jie's introduction, Jiang Cheng didn't take any action without permission. He really didn't know much about homemade brewing, so he had to listen and understand.

In the next few days, Jiang Cheng met many senior brothers and sisters one after another, and roughly understood the structure of the Tongtianmen wine industry.

Generally speaking, what Qiao Jie said is indeed true. Although Bailiangfeng occupies the majority, most of the "high-end wine" circulating in Tongtianmen comes from small workshops.

Moreover, small workshops naturally do not have any "production line" problems. As long as there are vacant utensils, they can naturally start brewing wine.

Jiang Cheng combined the opinions of several senior brothers and finally decided to visit Master Banque in Xiaolong Peak.

Master Banque is good at medicinal wine, so it should be a safer choice for him to make medicinal wine.

The next day, Xiaolong Peak.

Jiang Cheng and Liu Qing came to pay homage to Shanmen.

The person who came to greet him was a pill-forming monk.

"Is this junior brother here to see Senior Uncle Banque?"

"Exactly."

After some polite greetings, Jiang Cheng successfully met the real person Banque.

Banque is an old man with a goatee and a rich cultivation base, similar to Jiangcheng's master Yun Shu. He seems to be in the perfect state of becoming a god.

"Are you Jiang Cheng?"

"Junior is."

"Yes." Banque nodded, squinted his eyes, looked at the temperaments of Jiang Cheng and Liu Qing, and then asked: "Looking at your foundation building at the age of nineteen, your talent is quite good, where did you learn from it?"

Jiang Cheng said truthfully: "I will learn from Yun Shu."

"who!?"

"Master Yun Shu." Jiang Cheng was worried that Ban Que might not hear clearly, so he emphasized it in a more serious tone.

As a result, Master Banque's expression changed drastically, and he waved his hand quickly: "No, no, not Yun Shu's apprentice!"

Jiang Cheng was stunned and asked, "Why is this?"

Master Banque gritted his teeth: "This stinky girl came to me to rob me when I had no wine to eat! She only wanted to rob me of my food rations! She even wanted to rob the wine that was not yet in its vintage! What a waste of natural resources!"

Jiang Cheng quickly drew a clear line with Yun Shu: "Senior Ban Que clearly knows that this junior is not familiar with Yun Shu, so the master's behavior cannot be elevated to that of a disciple!"

Ban Que was angry for a long time and pulled Jiang Cheng to tell him Yun Shu's crime!

"Among all my colleagues, I have the lowest cultivation level! I am in the same realm as this girl. But this little girl caught me and robbed me alone! She really didn't show any courtesy at all!"

Jiang Cheng had been brewing for a long time and said with high emotional intelligence: "Senior Banque, Master Yun Shu only robs you of your wine. Is there a possibility that she thinks your wine is unparalleled in the world and that you are the king of wines?"

But Banque didn't understand Jiang Cheng's high emotional intelligence at all.

He slapped the stone table hard and said: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! My medicinal wine is not that delicious! She robbed me just because I am in the same realm as her!"

"ah?"

"Others have higher cultivation than her. If she can't defeat them, of course she won't rob them!"

"Then Master Yun Shu is quite smart."

"She was beaten to death if she wasn't smart. She just relied on...forget it." Ban Que hesitated, and finally said to Jiang Cheng: "You go find someone else, I don't want to help you, Chang Lu, see the guest off ”

A monk named Chang Lu came to ask Jiang Cheng to leave.

Jiang Cheng didn't insist on staying, because judging from Master Banque's attitude towards Yun Shu, if he didn't put a knife to his neck, he would probably die without helping.

"Master Banque is good at medicinal wine, so he should be the most suitable person to help us make alchemy wine. It's a pity."

Liu Qing raised her fist, her meaning self-evident.

Jiang Cheng pressed her fist down and said, "It's better not to force it. It's the same thing to ask others for help."

There are many people in Tongtianmen who are good at brewing wine. Even if others are not as good at medicinal wine as Banque, many people can do just making wine. It's just a difference between level and level.

The second stop in Jiangcheng was to go to Putuofeng to find Master Lingshu.

Unfortunately, Master Ling Shu went into seclusion to practice.

Jiangcheng didn't think much, gave up Pu Hump, and went to Dayue Mountain to ask for a meeting with Chihara Zhenren.

The result was the same, unfortunately, Master Chiyuan also went into seclusion to practice.

"Strange, why are they so tacitly agreeing to go into seclusion?"

At the foot of Dayue Mountain, Jiangcheng was puzzled.

The modern world of cultivating immortals is not like the ancient scroll king period. Except for a few very motivated Tianjiao monks, others usually do not retreat before breaking through the realm.

The probability of two people in a row going into seclusion is even smaller. How could he catch up with them all?

"No retreat." Liu Qing said suddenly.

Jiang Cheng looked at Liu Qing with wide eyes and thought to himself, you won't just release your Mahayana spiritual consciousness just because of my words, right?

Damn it, this stupid snake!

This is Tongtianmen! Do you still dare to play like this?

Don’t you take Immortal Sect Mahayana seriously?

No, I can't stay here anymore, I have to find a way...

"Come with me!"

Jiang Cheng grabbed Liu Qing's hand, pulled her into the woods, put her back against the tree trunk, and then pressed her up...

Jiang Cheng's movements couldn't be described as gentle, and were even a little anxious, but Liu Qing just blinked in confusion, and then asked Jiang Cheng to hug her slim waist and press her firmly against the tree trunk.

"What's wrong?" She asked softly, looking at Jiangcheng, which was very close at hand.

"Stop talking." Jiang Cheng whispered.

A moment later, a man in white robe suddenly appeared where Jiang Cheng and Liu Qing were standing.

He looked around with his consciousness and found nothing unusual except for a young couple hiding in the woods making out.

"Strange, did I sense it wrong?"

The man in white robe sighed and said: "Maybe he was too nervous, and even the spiritual consciousness of Mahayana was wrong. Alas, the world is declining, and people's hearts are not the same as before. If Yun Shu is like that female cultivator, she dares not to get married. Just hanging out with the male cultivator, I have to break her legs! She will be imprisoned for another thousand years!"

After the man in white robe said that, he disappeared suddenly.

But Jiang Cheng didn't notice all this. He hugged Liu Qing silently for two hours before he felt a trace of safety.

In fact, it's not Jiang Cheng's fault. He just followed his feelings. He felt that he only held Liu Qing for a short time, and he could probably avoid the Xianmen Mahayana who came to check, and then he immediately let go.

He didn't mean to take advantage of her.

"Master Chi Yuan is a senior in the Void Refining Realm. Our two foundation-building consciousnesses cannot detect him. Have you remembered?" Jiang Cheng warned.

Liu Qing sniffed her nose and could smell that Jiang Cheng was a little angry.

"I know." She said obediently, not daring to touch Jiang Cheng's bad luck.

"That's good. Foundation Establishment will do what Foundation Establishment can do. We won't do anything beyond Foundation Establishment."

Jiang Cheng warned again and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This time, I was just lucky and was not discovered by the Immortal Sect Mahayana. Otherwise, once Liu Qing's identity was exposed, it would be too dangerous.

"Let's go somewhere else to visit our seniors," Jiang Cheng said.

This time Liu Qing used his spiritual consciousness rashly. Although it was dangerous, it was not without any gain.

At least she let Jiang Cheng know that Master Lingshu and Master Chiyuan did not practice in seclusion, but simply found a reason to refuse to see him.

It is estimated that Master Banque reported the news in advance...

Forget it, the matter is over, there is no point in saying this, let’s find the next person.

After many twists and turns, Jiang Cheng finally found a senior who was good at making wine and was willing to help him make wine.

Changhe Peak, the residence of Bai Liuzhen.

Master Bailiu was in the early stage of cultivating the void. He looked gray on the temples and was quite old.

However, the monk's appearance does not determine the monk's lifespan. It's just that some care about appearance and some don't care about it.

"Elixir brewing? It's interesting. I can help you, but after the work is completed, I will take one-third as reward."

Jiang Cheng said: "Okay. I dare to ask senior, when will this wine be ready?"

Master Bailiu touched his chin, "About ten years."

"Ten years?" Jiang Cheng frowned.