There is a poem about ancient times:

There are many tombs on the north and south hills, and there are many sacrifices on the Qingming Festival.

Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears and blood dye red cuckoos.

The fox sleeps on the tomb at sunset, and the children laugh at the lights when they return at night.

If you have wine in life, you should be drunk. How can a drop of wine reach the nine springs?

However, Chunyu Feng didn't want to go to the Jiuquan for the time being. He just wanted to use the medicinal power of the jade pot slurry to improve his cultivation and Taoism.

But the wine of Yuhujiu was a little beyond Chunyu Feng's imagination. After just a few drinks, he immediately felt a sense of drunkenness surged into his heart.

More than 20 years after Chunyu Feng came to this world, he finally tried the taste of drunkenness for the first time.

So when the rat demon Bai Jie came back, she saw a drunk Taoist leaning against the stone wall like this, snoring like thunder!

After a moment of hesitation, Bai Jie finally chose to go forward and help him well, and then silently stood by and sit quietly to regulate her breathing.

So there was a sense of harmony between one person and one rat.

Maybe it's one day, or maybe it's a month.

Anyway, when Chunyu Feng woke up, he felt a long-lost feeling of pleasure all over his body.

The feeling of soul-transparent feeling was as if he had been sleeping forever, and he felt refreshed.

When Chunyu Feng saw Bai Jie who was guarding her side, he couldn't help but nodded in his heart.

Although he was not afraid of Bai Jie taking action, he would not have wanted to use such a punishment if it had not reached the end.

After stretching his waist sorely, Chunyu Feng couldn't help twisting his neck and said casually: "How long have I been sleeping?"

When he noticed that Chunyu Feng woke up, Bai Jie was already standing respectfully on the side.

Seeing Chunyu Feng asking, he quickly replied: "Master Qi, it's exactly seven days!"

Chunyu Feng couldn't help but chuckled and said, "Your jade pot berries are really domineering. Why not call Qi Riju in the future!"

Hearing him teasing like this, Bai Jie couldn't help but smile and said, "Where is the right place for the immortals who are drunk in seven days!"

"Hahaha~" This flattery happened to hit Chunyufeng's heart.

However, after laughing for a while, he turned around and looked at the mouse demon Bai Jie carefully, and kept making a "tsk tsk" sound.

It made Bai Jie feel uncomfortable all over her body. Just when she was confused, Chunyu Feng shook his head and sighed:

"You have such great luck! You can accidentally brew a spiritual wine that can nourish your soul!!! Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

Although spiritual wine is not very common in the world of cultivation, it may not be very rare. However, spiritual wine that can nourish the soul is definitely a rare treasure.

Although drinking less jade pot juice is not very effective, and drinking too much makes you drunk, it is still a rare spiritual object.

Seeing Chunyu Feng say this, Bai Jie realized it and thought that she seemed to have entered the Qi training period while drunk.

But including the jar of jade pot slurry in Chunyufeng's hand, she only brewed it twice in total, and the second time the jade pot slurry was taken away by Chunyufeng.

Therefore, even she herself did not realize the wonders of this spiritual wine.

Just when Bai Jie was slightly stunned, she saw Chunyu Fengchao's jade jar lightly tapping, and suddenly a wisp of wine fell into the jade pot next to her like a flying stream under his magic power.

Looking at the jade pot slurry that was one tenth of the jar, Chunyu Feng couldn't help but feel a little painful on his face.

However, he still gently brushed the jade pot to the arms of the mouse demon Bai Jie.

Seeing this, Bai Jie hurriedly caught the jade pot, and then looked at Chunyu Feng with a look of panic on his face.

"The spiritual wine you brew in the future can get eleven parts. You can take this pot of spiritual wine and refine it!"

Looking at Bai Jie's panic, Chunyu Feng smiled slightly, then waved his hand and let her go.

Chunyu Feng had two ideas about doing this: First, only Bai Jie can brew this jade pot slurry now, and he was not too harsh. Instead of plundering the jade pot slurry and making her feel resentful, it would be better to turn passive into activeness.

Secondly, brewing spiritual wine, refining alchemy and drawing talismans are all considered as a kind of practice of all kinds of arts. The higher the winemaker's cultivation, the better the effect of the spiritual wine he brews.

Chunyu Feng was not afraid of Bai Jie's cultivation growth. He was afraid that when he broke through to the foundation-building stage, he could only watch Bai Jie die as time passed.

In this way, what's the use of saving no matter how much spiritual wine he has? After all, it's just killing the chicken to get eggs!

Just when Chunyu Feng was proud of his far-sighted vision, he suddenly heard an eagle cry coming from outside the cave, and he couldn't help but change his face.

Chunyu Feng immediately rushed out of the cave. When Bai Jie drove out, she saw Chunyu Feng stepping on the black eagle and quickly breaking through the air.

Looking at the white clouds passing by, Chunyu Feng couldn't help but feel shocked and suspicious.

Because time is urgent, Cai Yingxuan simply talked about the incidents of Fatty Dong.

Before Chunyu Feng could figure out the clue, Yingxuan's huge demon body had quickly stopped on a cliff.

The cliff here is only a few miles away from the cave where Fatty Dong was in seclusion, so Chunyufeng can now clearly see the location of the cave.

I saw that the original green mountains and clear waters had become devastated at this moment. The hills where the cave was before had completely become a big pit.

Looking at the huge footprints in the ruins, Chunyu Feng immediately heard Fatty Dong's thick-horned turtle covered with scales.

Thinking of this, Chunyu Feng looked at Yingxuan again and asked in confusion: "Do you really only see that spiritual turtle coming out?"

Ying Xuan nodded quickly when he heard this: "That spiritual turtle is fierce, I just glanced at him and found it. So I didn't dare to look at it anymore, so I quickly pretended to be a passing monster and turned around and ran away."

"If the spirit turtle was not flying steadily, I would have to explain it here this time."

As he said that, Yingxuan couldn't help but raise his big wings with lingering fear, patted his furry chest and said, "I'm afraid I'm scared my soul this time... I'm afraid it won't be better without a cup of jade pot juice!"

Seeing its thief-like little eyes rolling around, Chunyu Feng couldn't help but say helplessly: "Okay, I'll talk nonsense, you'll be indispensable!"

As he said that, he patted the Black Hawk again and said, "Hurry up, fly over and take a look!"

Because the thick-horned turtle had already walked away, the black eagle suddenly became handsome again. It swooped slightly and took Chunyu Feng to the pit.

After Chunyu Feng fell, he saw a few scattered golden eagle feathers and found nothing else, which made Chunyu Feng even more and more strange.

Unwilling to give up, he couldn't help but search the pit inch by inch.

Suddenly, his eyes were fixed, and then he quickly pulled out a mud ball from the footprints of the thick-horned turtle: "Is this... a jade box?"

When Chunyu Feng cleared the soil on the jade box and saw the traces left on the half of the jade box, he couldn't help but suddenly opened his pupils.

Chunyu Feng immediately had countless thoughts flashing through his mind, but he soon realized that this place was not a safe place. So he jumped onto the black eagle's back with a serious face and said in a deep voice: "Go away quickly, leave this!"
Chapter completed!