Chapter 243: Spirit Wine

Tianji Pavilion, 4th floor. Suddenly, there was a faint fragrance, which was light and elegant, and in the air, there was nothing there.

As a person from the Fire Nation who is obsessed with spirit wine, he can detect this aroma from spirit wine almost immediately.

A Qi cultivation cultivator had a large mouthful of spiritual wine in his mouth, and he could barely swallow it.

This bottle of spirit wine sealed with dark iron was given to him by Meng Feihu, and this Qi cultivation period monk thought it was just an ordinary spirit wine, so he had nothing to do and took a sip of it. Unexpectedly, the spirit wine in this dark iron kettle was so mellow. He was shocked.

"How could Master Meng be willing to give me such a precious spirit wine?" The Qi cultivation cultivator's heart was full of surprise, and he knew from the smell alone that this spirit wine was extraordinary.

This precious spirit wine should be tasted carefully in small sips, but now it is indeed such a big sip in one gulp.

"What kind of smell?" Master Meng rushed out of the secret room, and at a glance he saw the Qi cultivation period cultivator who had not had time to put away the spirit wine.

"Where did you steal this spirit wine?" Master Meng saw that it was this Qi cultivation period cultivator, his nose moved slightly, his face changed even more, and he said angrily: "This spirit wine contains dozens of spirit fruits. And at least thirty years of aging. Say, where did you steal it......"

As Master Meng spoke, he suddenly noticed the dark iron wine jug.

He was very familiar with the style of this black iron wine jug, his brows furrowed slightly, and after thinking a little, he took out another black iron wine jug from the storage bag, and compared the two, his face suddenly changed greatly.

These two black iron flasks are exactly the same.

"Isn't this the spirit wine that Master Meng just gave me?" The Qi cultivation period cultivator had never seen Master Meng so excited, and hurriedly said.

"This ...... How is this possible?" Master Meng said in surprise, he couldn't believe that the Xuantie wine jug contained such a quality of spirit wine.

In order to verify the correctness of this matter, Master Meng opened the pot of sealed spirit wine in his hand, and a fierce aroma of wine came to his nose. The aroma of wine is irritable.

"Good wine!" Meng Feihu shouted.

This pot of spirit wine is completely different from the pot of spirit wine in the hands of the Qi cultivation period monks, but it is undeniable that these two pots of spirit wine have their own merits and are rare treasures in the world.

Meng Feihu's face sank, he never thought that the two bottles of spirit wine that he regarded as garbage would far exceed the spirit wine made from his very conceited flame fruit.

No wonder Ishikawa didn't have any surprise when he drank his spirit wine just now?

If you taste this spirit wine every day, how can you look at the spirit wine made from the flame fruit.

Meng Feihu smiled bitterly, it seems that this Ishikawa is really an incredible character, and it is very likely that he comes from a big family.

Only the big family will use the precious spirit fruit spirit grass to brew the elixir, and only the big family can have the spirit wine that has been preserved for decades.

Not to mention the spirit wine in the hotel, it is an ordinary spirit wine, and I don't eat it.

Meng Feihu stretched out his hand and ingested the pot of spiritual wine in the hand of the Qi cultivation period cultivator into his hand.

He grabbed a bottle of the opened corpse from the storage bag and said, "I gave it the wrong thing just now." That's why you're so lucky to get the spirit wine. But fortunately, you only drink this one sip, and I don't bother with you. ”

The Qi cultivation stage cultivator frowned slightly, but he didn't dare to refute anything.

Pick up the spirit wine thrown by Meng Feihu, put it in the storage bag, and leave quickly.

At this time, a foundation building monk came out of the secret room and said unhappily: "What happened to Meng Daoyou just now, he ran out in such a hurry. Huh, what does it smell like?"

Meng Feihu hurriedly put the dark iron kettle in his hand into the storage bag.

"It's nothing, let's go back and identify the spirit grass. Meng Yunfei said casually.

"Meng Daoyou, you're wrong. The foundation building monk twitched his nose slightly and said, "Although I have been collecting poisonous weeds in the Five Poison Valley for the past year, my sense of smell is a little bad. But when I came out of the secret room, I immediately smelled the strong aroma of spiritual wine. Meng Daoyou hid it privately, but it was a little inauthentic. ”

If it was the elegant fragrance of a bottle of spiritual wine, perhaps this monk in the foundation building period would really not be able to detect it. ...,

However, the second bottle of spirit wine opened by Meng Feihu had a very strong aroma, even if this person's sense of smell was affected by the poisonous fog, he could still smell it.

"It's just a gift from a friend. Meng Feihu walked towards the secret room by himself.

"Meng Daoyou, you and I have known each other for many years, and we are both good at each other. Moreover, Meng Daoyou also knows that the exercise I practice is to use spiritual wine as a guide to refine the elixir. I am definitely reluctant to drink such a good spirit wine, and it is used to refine the elixir. And Meng Daoyou, just tasted. As long as there is a price for this spirit wine, I will never bargain. At that time, the elixir that is refined, I can give it to Daoist friends in thirty percent. ”

Meng Feihu didn't react, as if he hadn't heard, and stepped directly into the secret room.

"What does Meng Daoyou mean by this?" the monk in the foundation building period looked a little displeased. It's a pity that Meng Feihu didn't react at all.

"It seems that Meng Daoyou has no sincerity, so there will be nothing to talk about between us in the future. Seeing that Meng Feihu was silent, the monk in the foundation building period left a cruel word and walked away.

Not long after, a young servant quickly ran into the secret room and asked nervously: "Master Meng, Senior Lu left in a hurry just now, and he was very angry, this is ......?"

"You don't need to worry about this matter, get out!" Meng Feihu was angry in his heart.

"But I just gave Senior Lu a ride, and he actually said that he would never come back again, how is this good?"

"Love doesn't come, dare to bother me again, be careful of your dog's life. Meng Feihu threw down a cruel word and slammed the door.

After a short time, Meng Feihu came to the fourth floor of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion and asked directly: "Just now, there was a young foundation building monk in a cyan robe, who looked like he was in his twenties, who received him?" ”

"It's me!" Luo Shuiyao walked out, stunned in her heart, she did intend to remind Ishikawa to leave earlier just now, but this matter was done very secretly, and no one would notice it.

"Is that person gone?" Meng Feihu asked anxiously.

"It's been a long time!" Luo Shuiyao replied respectfully.

"Let's go, do you know where he went?" Meng Feihu said this, shook his head again, and said, "If this person appears again in the future, report it to me immediately." ”

"Yes, Master Meng. Luo Shuiyao said respectfully.

"Ishikawa, Ishikawa, Ishikawa...... Which big family is this? In the surrounding countries, there is no big family with the surname Shi. Could it be that he is from a country further afield?" Meng Feihu was a little puzzled, but still unsure.

After hesitating for a moment, Meng Feihu put three spirit stones into the teleportation formation.

After a flash of white light, Meng Feihu appeared on the eighth floor of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion.

The eighth floor of Tianji Pavilion is even narrower than the previous floors, but the paving is very luxurious.

Near the teleportation formation, there were several Qi cultivation stage cultivators.

Meng Feihu said directly: "I want to visit the torture shopkeeper, and I will be troubled." ”

"Master Meng, please wait a moment. A Qi cultivation period monk left quickly, and soon came back, saying, "The torture shopkeeper said that he has something important to deal with, so it is inconvenient to see you." ”

Meng Feihu frowned slightly, took out a dark iron vial from his arms, handed it to the Qi cultivation monk and said, "Please give this thing to the torture treasurer and let him open it, he should understand what I mean." ”

"This ......" The Qi cultivation monk looked embarrassed, but he still took the small black iron pot and walked in.

Soon, the Qi cultivation period monk almost rushed over and shouted loudly, "Master Meng, the torture shopkeeper is invited, let you go quickly." ”

"Thank you. Meng Feihu knew that this spirit wine had already taken effect. Strode in.

.................."It turned out to be Master Meng, please take a seat." "An old man with a white beard and white hair sat on a rattan chair, but this rattan chair was obviously made of spiritual wood, and if he sat on it for a long time, it would have the effect of awakening the spirit.

This old man, who has the cultivation in the late stage of foundation building, is the chief treasurer of Tianji Pavilion, but he generally cultivates on the eighth floor of Tianji Pavilion, and rarely manages the affairs of Tianji Pavilion.

"Thank you, Treasurer. Meng Feihu sat down and looked at the half pot of spiritual wine in the hands of the torture shopkeeper, and his heart was also painful.

Meng Feihu is addicted to alcohol, and he likes to collect all kinds of spirit wine, but in this matter, Meng Feihu does not dare to have a private collection, because it is related to the relationship between a big family and Tianji Pavilion. ...,

"Where did this spirit wine come from, but there is something interesting. The criminal shopkeeper asked with interest.

"It was given to me by an early foundation monk named Ishikawa. He came here not long ago to sell a batch of low-grade spirit grass, and I saw that this person had a good appearance, and guessed that this person might be a disciple of a certain big family, so I took out the spirit wine made from the flame fruit to entertain him, and before he left, I also gave him a pot of spirit wine made from the flame fruit. This pot of spirit wine was given back to me by him. Meng Feihu repeated the matter in detail.

The torture shopkeeper nodded and said, "This person is really interesting." But what I tell you is that he is not a monk of the Fire Nation. Because of the foundation building period monks of the Fire Burning Country, it is impossible to join the Gong family. In addition, this person took out so many low-level spirit grasses at one time, which means that this person should come from a place where the spirit grass is very rich. I guess he also has high-grade spirit grass in his storage bag, but he just doesn't want to take it out. ”

"I've also looked up the big families in the surrounding countries, and there are not even families with the surname Shi, and I guess this person may give me a fake name. Please decide this matter to the criminal treasurer!" Meng Feihu said.

After thinking about it for a while, Shopkeeper Xing said, "The negative impact of this person on us is almost negligible. Judging from this spirit wine, there should be no one in this person's family who is not much inferior to Tianji Pavilion. Besides, the more spirit grass he brings, the more benefits it will be for us, as long as we can buy it all, the profit will not be small.

"Obey the decree of the criminal treasurer!" Meng Feihu said respectfully...... ）