Qian Tu, whose depression had been swept away, concealed a smile on his beautiful face, turned into a wisp of fragrant wind, and sat directly next to Qin Ran.

Qian Tu smiled and nodded, looking at Qin Ran, his beautiful eyes full of brilliance.

Seeing Zhu Biaolin's shy expression, Qin Ran didn't smile evilly.

Qin Ran looked back, glanced at Zhu Biaolin, and said with a smile,

"This is a great good thing."

"Amitabha and the poor monk Zhu Biaolin pay homage to Ping Xin Yuan Yuan."

"That's wrong. I haven't introduced Qi into my body in such a short period of time."

Not only am I knowledgeable, but I have also heard of Empress Pingxin's nickname.

"What if you want to try it? It tastes really bad."

"As I said, this wine is your latest brew. It's the only one you can drink. You can drink it anywhere else."

Master Qin's face suddenly fell and he asked willingly.

"Qin Ran said, that smell, bad aroma, what kind of wine is it? Can a poor monk even taste it?"

"Only those two jars are left. I drank but there is no more."

Wonderful! Wonderful!

Before the creation of the world, the spiritual roots of chaos had long since disappeared.

That grape is actually grown under the roots of a Chaos Spirit that I planted, and it's called Purple Jade Grape.

There are no bad things to say before:

The bad thing is that Qin Ran is planning an eastward journey and has always been around Xiniu, Hezhou and Tianzhu Kingdom, so it is natural for him to find him if he wants to find him.

"Is it really drinkable?"

The fragrance spreads, and in a blink of an eye, it fills the whole place.

Qiantu said with a wicked smile.

"That's wrong. In such a short period of time, I introduced Qi into my body."

Qin Ran teased.

Qian Tu laughed out loud, as if he thought that guy was quite funny. He had a bald head, practiced Taoist methods, but considered himself a monk.

"Yes, since it is about taking advantage of the situation, the acting must be more realistic beforehand. Don't let the Seven Saints of the West discover what is right."

"He hasn't run out of that fruit wine yet, and you still want to drink it."

"Qin Ran said, who is that?"

"That's right. I told you that it was a unique secret recipe, so of course it has to be kept secret."

In this way, not only will the strength of Buddhism be greatly reduced, but a dumb person who eats Coptis chinensis will not be able to express his sufferings, but it can also increase the luck of the Taoist in one fell swoop.

"It is rumored that Jin Chanzi is the seventh disciple of Shaobao. He has wisdom roots and is full of Buddha nature. He has little wisdom and little perseverance."

I think you are the majestic lord of the underworld, and you have used all your tricks like coquettishness, but you still manage to settle on a senior. How unreasonable!

"Amitabha, the poor monk Mr. Qin, pays homage to Ping Xin Yuan Yuan."

On the way, I went to the underworld to look for the book of life and death written by people. I found that this thing was really in the hands of King Yama, but in the hands of Qiantu.

Seeing that Qian Tu did not blame him, Mr. Qin immediately felt relieved and eagerly said to Qin Ran:

"Qin Ran said, who is that?"

The man was riding a Xuantian fire phoenix, with a graceful figure and a beautiful figure. He had a pair of beautiful eyes. Without thinking, he kept pinching his fingers to deduce. A smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he rushed to destroy France with his shield.

I felt extremely depressed. From now on, on the way to seek Buddhist scriptures, my disciples would eat meat and I would drink soup.

The taste of the wine is really ordinary, sweet and mellow, with a refreshing fragrance.

Qiantu Gu was shy and curious.

Zhu Biao explained...

Qin Ran said.

I can't help but be a little surprised, you must know that you are a saint.

Zhu Biao said calmly.

Qian Tu rolled his eyes at Qin Ran charmingly, and the charming charm he showed by chance made Qin Ran stunned.

During my journey to the West, I have seen so many male goblins, who are even half as good as that man.

That beauty is none other than Nan Wa.

It was originally a dead end, but after I made some adjustments, it turned into a completely different situation.

Before finishing the drink, the former soldier showed an expression of unsatisfied taste and burped with enthusiasm.

“Ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton!”

That moment made my eyes light up and my heart was shaking. It was E.

Fortunately, he didn't show it, but ten lives are enough to lose.

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Qin Ran shook his head and said, even the Taiyi Golden Immortal could handle the wine brewed from the Chaos Spirit Fruit, let alone a mere mortal like Young Master Qin.

Qiantu smiled and said: "I guess that person is not Jin Chanzi, a disciple of Buddhism."

"No need for courtesy!"

"It's wrong, it's me." Qin Ran nodded.

"That is Empress Ping Xin from the underworld. I suspect she must have heard of it."

"Empress Pingxin?"

I would like to ask the second question: that fruit wine is too bad. You didn’t drink enough just now.

As an ancestral witch, you have survived for hundreds of millions of years. Have you ever drank some magical wine before? Do you believe that wine is nothing ordinary?

Qiantu frowned, although he ignored his words, but the grapes didn't taste like that. Anyway, when you drank, you didn't associate the smell of wine with the grapes at all.

There is definitely no one, not even a saint, who would treasure it as a treasure.

However, before smelling the strong aroma of wine, Qiantu was immediately attracted, and his greed was aroused, and he couldn't help but take two sips.

…

Qin Ran became a saint from the human race the day before yesterday. In terms of age, he is just a big boy compared to our old saints.

And you yourself care a lot about eating and drinking.

Wanshou Mountain, Qizhuang Temple.

I saw Qin Ran sitting with a man in white, talking, laughing and drinking with each other.

Qin Ran said.

Qin Ran picked up the porcelain cup,

But the former soil happened to be there, so he returned with great success.

Zhu Biaolin shivered and made a Buddhist salute.

Not only am I knowledgeable, but I have also heard of Empress Pingxin's nickname.

Unexpectedly, the two Western Saints plotted against each other to merge Western religion and Buddhism into one body, and to replace many ministers with the wrong Buddha.

But seeing the intimate gesture between Zhu Biao and the man made me feel cold again.

Only now do you understand what Qin Ran means by enjoying life.

"Please, let him tell you."

"This wine is called wine." "Wine?"

"He can still make wine?"

Half an hour later, Qiantu drank all the wine in the eight small flasks in one gulp.

"Can you even tell me?"

The former soil ninja stopped and shouted, compared with this wine, the fairy brews you will drink in the future are just like boiled water.

Recalling that he had bad thoughts just now, Mr. Qin felt frightened in his heart.

I can't blame you for that, it's really because the wine was so bad.

Who would be like me and do the prodigal thing of brewing Chaos Spirit Fruit into fruit wine?

Qiantu gave me an angry look and said that he believed those words.
Chapter completed!