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Chapter 71 Middle Stage of Pulse Opening Realm

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    Qingyang thought that Master would dislike him, but the old Taoist Songhe snatched the porcelain bottle from Qingyang's hand, hugged it in his arms, and said: "It's been more than ten days that I don't know the taste of wine, you don't know that Master and I have been holding back for a long time.  What's the matter, don't say it's the water for washing the wine pool, even if it's the water for washing the toilet, as long as it smells like wine, I dare to taste it, your master."

    Although the old Taoist Songhe said it was outrageous, it also showed how much Songhe was greedy for wine. Qingyang knew that Master was good at wine, so he brought rain wine and wanted Master to make it easy, because people in barren mountains and wild mountains are also  This was the only way, but he didn't expect that the master's good wine was so good that he dared to taste the water for flushing the toilet.

    With the porcelain bottle in his hand, Songhe Old Taoist seems to have forgotten all his troubles, his appetite also came up, he ate a piece of meat in big gulps, and then took a sip of the rain wine carefully, aftertaste the good wine, then let's smash it and shout  One voice: "Good wine, really enjoyable!"

    Afterwards, the Songhe old man was not polite to Qingyang, and ate the meat and the wine by himself, and drank while enjoying himself, without the image of a master at all.

    Qingyang has only seen this kind of situation once in ten years, and that time was because Songhe Laodao drank a pot of aged wine that others had treasured for decades. Unexpectedly, he saw it again today.

    Not long after, after drinking a bottle of rain wine, Old Daoist Songhe actually ate half of the roasted hare, completely opposite to the loss of appetite before.

    "On the days when there is wine and meat, even a god would not change it. It is indeed the fairy wine you said. Even the water for washing the pool is so delicious. I am happy, today is really happy!"  He fell to the ground, snoring like thunder.

    Qingyang was planning to drink with his master, but he didn't expect the old Taoist Songhe to pass out so quickly. He shook his head helplessly, so he had to drink with himself.

    He didn't know why Songhe Old Daoist reacted that way until he drank a bottle of wine, because the stamina of the rain wine was so strong that even he couldn't control it.  Qingyang suppressed his drunkenness, blocked the stones at the entrance of the cave, and then fell headlong to the ground.

    Early the next morning, before Qingyang woke up, he was dragged to sit up by the old Taoist Songhe. As soon as Qingyang opened his eyes, the old Taoist Songhe said urgently: "Teacher, good disciple!  , do you still have the rain wine from yesterday? Do you want master to get some water to wash it for you?"

    Seeing the eagerness of the master, Qingyang said: "Master, don't be so anxious, there must still be rain wine, but you can't drink it this way, it will be gone after drinking it."

    The old Songhe scratched his head and said, "That's right, good things really shouldn't be wasted like this. What if you can't drink them in the future? You really should control it and drink at most one bottle a day."

    Then the old Taoist Songhe said again: "You don't know, disciple, this rain wine not only tastes good, but also seems to have an effect on the recovery of my strength. When I woke up today, I felt that my strength had recovered by nearly 10%.  Activities are no longer affected."

    Yesterday Qingyang was so drunk that he didn't have time to savor it carefully. Now that Master mentioned it, he couldn't help but feel the changes in his body.  Sure enough, the zhenqi in the body seemed to be more refined, but because of the bottleneck, the amount did not increase.

    But he can feel that this rain wine still has a certain effect on improving his cultivation base. It is many times faster than absorbing spiritual energy from the outside world by himself. According to this situation, he can drink at most twenty more bottles  , the bottleneck in the early to mid-term of the Opening Pulse Realm may be broken through.

    This is good news, but there is also one bad news, that is, there is not a lot of rain wine in the wine pool, and there are only less than a hundred bottles in it, and the number of twenty or so bottles accounts for at least a quarter.  , just to be on the safe side, I have to keep at least 30 bottles for spare.  After breaking through the current state, the effect of rain wine on Qingyang will be much smaller, and even if the rest is left to Master, he won't be able to drink it for many days.

    But that's all he thinks about. It's a blessing to be able to get such a good thing by accident. If he is so dissatisfied, then he is a bit too greedy.

    Afterwards, Qingyang didn't bother with this matter anymore, but re-entered the Drunken Immortal Gourd, fetched a bottle of rain wine for his master, and sat on the side, trying to continue his cultivation.

    Although Songhe Laodao's strength has recovered slightly, neither of them is in a hurry to go back. There are only two Qingyang masters and apprentices in Xiping Temple, and they will be there wherever they are.  Anyway, it's okay to go back, there is no valuable property in the broken Taoist temple, it's better to stay here for a few more days, and Qingyang and Songhe old Taoist are very clear that their days together are probably numbered.

    Before I knew it, a month passed. During this period, Songhe Lao Daoist lived a very happy life, drinking and eating meat every day, drinking until his eyes blurred, Sleep until you wake up naturally.

    Occasionally, when the interest comes, I will go for a walk in the mountains and forests to get some fresh air.  His strength has been restored long ago, but he never mentioned the matter of going back, it seems that he is a bit reluctant to leave.

    And Qingyang has been in this period of time, and he spends most of the day practicing. At night, he is drunk with rain wine like his master and lies down in the cave to sleep.  Gradually, he began to adapt to the life of a monk, and he also had a deeper experience and understanding of matters related to cultivating immortals.

    One of the most important things is that he broke through the current bottleneck in the early to mid-stage of the Opening Pulse Realm and entered the fourth floor of the Opening Pulse Realm.

    Although this is only a small level of change, his strength has been greatly improved. Now he is not much better than the first-class masters in the world. If he is allowed to meet an opponent like Hu Zhenhua now,  Qingyang felt that he was at least 60% sure of defeating the opponent.

    In addition to practicing, Qingyang will take time to go around the mountains and forests every day, feel the aura of other places, and look for the spiritual things in his imagination along the way.  I don't know whether it's because his strength is too weak, the search range is too small, or it's not suitable for spiritual things to grow here at all. In a month's time, he found three herbs with a little bit of spiritual energy.

    ? These three herbs can only be regarded as semi-spiritual grasses, not yet at the level of spiritual grasses, and they are even worse than what they got in the abandoned garden in Midi last time.  Qingyang didn't understand it very well, but he could tell that the spiritual power content in these spiritual herbs was not even as good as his bottle of rain wine.

    However, mosquito legs are also meat. Qingyang was a little discouraged, but he still planted three herbs in the Drunken Immortal Gourd Space. If he meets other monks in the future, he can exchange for something.

    Another thing happened during this period, that is, six alcoholic bees that Qingyang placed in the small pavilion woke up, only the queen bee remained as if dead, without any movement.

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