Chapter 12: The Temptation of the Immortal Brew

The rich aroma of wine I felt just now is so strong that it makes people breathless. It is as if I breathe in one breath, it is full of the aroma of this wine. The aroma of wine enters the body, and the whole body is suddenly filled with peace, as if I had eaten ginseng and immortal fruit, and there is also a lazy intoxication walking through the body. At the same time, the aroma of wine is another choking feeling of the strong wine. The combination of the two makes the wonderful smell form is simply irresistible.

Fang Ling didn't seem to notice Jiang Zifu's arrival, so he poured another glass of wine, sipped it on the ground, looking disappointed.

Jiang Zifu coughed lightly, and when he saw Fang Ling's reaction, his voice raised a little more. Only then did Fang Ling seem to find someone coming, showing a suspicious expression on his face.

Jiang Zifu thought clearly that he was embarrassed to drink the other party's pot of wine, so he tidied up his clothes and said, "I just smelled the aroma of wine here, so I couldn't help but come over and take a look. The young master wouldn't mind."

Fang Ling smiled faintly and said, "It seems that brother Tai is also a person who likes to drink. Since he is a fellow practitioner, how could he mind?"

Jiang Zifu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, sat opposite him with a smile, glanced at Anshenshui, and asked Fang Ling, "Young Master, you took a sip and poured it out. I wonder what the purpose is? Could it be that these wines are not as good as your taste?"

Fang Ling stopped his hand and smiled at Jiang Zifu and said, "Brother Tai is a person who loves wine, what do you think of these wines?"

Jiang Zifuyi said seriously: "This winery almost brings together the best wines in our entire Cai Kingdom. Each of these dozens of wines has its own flavor. Of course, when it comes to strong wine, it is undoubtedly better to burn a knife."

Fang Ling shook his head and said, "Brother Tai's words make some sense, but these are just mortal wines. Compared with the wine of immortals, they are like a world of difference."

"Immortal...the wine of the immortal?" Jiang Zifu was suddenly surprised.

Fang Ling smiled slightly, picked up the wine pot, poured a small cup of calming water. It was different from ordinary wine, but the calming water was like gold, falling into the cup of water, golden and dazzling.

However, he pushed the small glass of wine in front of Jiang Zifu. Jiang Zifu didn't expect Fang Ling to let him drink this glass, and he swallowed unconsciously.

Fang Ling smiled and said, "When you drink this glass of wine, you will know that everything you have drunk before is nothing but ordinary things."

"Then... I'd better obey my destiny than to be respectful." Jiang Zifu was actually so happy that he still had to act reserved on the surface. He carefully held up the wine glass and put it under his breath to smell it habitually. It didn't matter. It seemed that the pores in his body were so comfortable that they opened up all of a sudden. He didn't dare to hesitate anymore, and put the wine glass on his lips and slowly drank the cup of calm water.

The calming water enters the throat and turns into strands of jade juice and drills into the eight extraordinary meridians. Suddenly, Jiang Zifu felt that his body suddenly became as light as a feather, and he didn't fly. The comfort feeling was filled with the choking smell of strong wine. His muscles were slightly bulging, sour, crispy, and spicy. I was afraid that the words I had learned in my life would be difficult to describe one thousandth of them. The only thing Jiang Zifu could do was close his eyes, lean on the chair, and intoxicated. As Fang Ling said, just after taking this sip, he suddenly felt that all the juice he had drunk before was ruined and not worth mentioning.

Jiang Zifu's expression was completely in Fang Ling's calculations. In fact, the feeling he felt was the feeling brought by medicinal materials to cleanse the body. Even a martial arts practitioner who had practiced martial arts would feel like he had reached the nine heavens. What's more, he, a scholar, had never practiced martial arts, and calmed the spirit water was like a magic pill. Just this mouthful was like practicing martial arts for a year and a half. The process of forging the body was naturally mysterious.

After Jiang Zifu finished enjoying this wonderful feeling, he felt a little out of control. He quickly tidied up his clothes and sighed, "Is this pot of wine in his hand really an immortal wine?"

Fang Ling asked with a smile, "What do you think, brother?"

Jiang Zifu hurriedly said, "Although I am only thirty-five or six years old, I am not boasting, but I have tasted a hundred kinds of wine, but the best wine is hard to reach one thousandth of this thing. If it weren't for the immortal wine, what would it be?" He couldn't help but say urgently, "Young Master, I don't know if this pot of fairy wine can be sold to me? No matter how much money, as long as you have said the amount, I will definitely come to you here!"

Fang Ling smiled slightly and said, "The immortal wine is priceless, how can I buy it for silver?"

Jiang Zifu was stunned and said in shame: "It's abrupt. Indeed, such a fairy wine is only available in the world. Even if it's a sea of ​​gold and silver, how can you buy it?"

Fang Ling laughed and said, "Brother, I am a real person. Meeting you is a fate, so it's okay for me to tell you. In fact, my ancestors once received the favor of an immortal. The immortal did not pass on any magic, but because my family brewed wine for generations, it passed down the magic of immortal brewing."

Jiang Zifu was shocked and said, "It turns out that the young master's family has such a fairy fate, which is really enviable."

Fang Ling sighed softly: "However, due to the uneven world and repeated wars, our family has migrated several times, but on the way, they lost a treasure left by the great immortal. If this thing can be integrated with the immortal wine, the immortal wine will taste a hundred times more."

"A hundred times the taste?" Jiang Zifu was stunned. Just a mouthful of immortal wine was so comfortable. If it added a hundred times the taste, it would be unimaginable. However, the more unimaginable he believed that this was the wine that the immortal drank. He asked in a trembling voice, "Then don't know what this treasure is?"

Fang Ling did not answer, but frowned and said, "In order to find this thing, I have traveled around. I have heard some news recently that this thing may have appeared in this black market."

"I have appeared here. Could it be that this thing was sold as a goods? But if it is an immortal, even if a mortal cannot recognize it, it must have a very texture. I am afraid it was sold at a sales show." Jiang Zifu thought about it himself.

Fang Ling said with a sad look: "Yes, I think so too. But who can know about this old account? I originally wanted to find some contact and ask someone to ask, but the inner city is full of people and I don't know where to start. If someone can help, I am willing to give it to you with this pot of fairy wine."

Jiang Zifu was so excited when he heard this. He measured the pros and cons in his heart and said, "If you check to sell the goods, you can help me."

"Take it seriously?" Fang Ling said with joy.

Jiang Zifu smiled and said proudly: "To be honest, I am a stint in the black market. There are various sales records in the account room over the years. As long as the young master explains what it is, as long as it appears here, it is not difficult to find it, and even both buyers and sellers have records."

Fang Ling pretended to be extremely excited, but said in a complicated tone: "However, this thing is our family heirloom. Before I left, my father once told me that no one could know about it."

Jiang Zifu suddenly realized and thought to himself that this is not an ordinary thing in the world, but a thing left by a great immortal. However, it is not a trivial matter to take a stranger to the account room in the mountain master's mansion to check the account book.

Fang Ling knew he was hesitant and bewitched: "I also know that this makes my brother-in-law difficult. After all, it involves the private matters of the house. However, this pot of immortal wine is not easy to brew. The material is not ordinary sorghum wheat, but various rare herbs. It takes 30 years to make it. One sip can prolong life. If you drink this pot, you will probably become a half-immortal."

After taking the sip just now, Jiang Zifu felt that his body had changed a little, and his feet were much lighter. If he could finish a pot, he would be willing to die. He made a decision and said, "Since the young master is so generous, then I, Jiang, are not stingy. I will take you to the account room tonight!"

Fang Ling was grateful again and was not afraid that Jiang Zifu would regret it. He first gave him the Shenshui Water. Jiang Zifu was very happy and couldn't help but drink another small cup. After drinking this cup, it seemed as if he wanted to become an immortal, and it was so comfortable.

Later, he kept his promise and took Fang Ling into the mountain master's mansion.

The mountain master's mansion is strictly guarded, and the guards here are all above the Qi-Merge Realm. There are even many masters at the Qi-Ping Realm level. And as She Biao said, there are many traces of mechanism arrangement.

Jiang Zifu originally lived in the mansion and was the confidant of the mountain master, so even if he brought someone back, no one dared to say anything. After entering the mansion, Jiang Zifu took Fang Ling into the account room on the grounds of checking the account.

The courtyard is backed by the mountain, and there are more than a dozen people guarding each intersection. There are guards and guards along the way. Fang Ling clearly felt that the rockery in the courtyard looks abrupt, and it is probably where the mechanism is located.

The account room is a square bungalow with no windows and a flat roof, forming a whole with four sides of the room. There are many fine mechanisms placed on each wall. If people who do not understand the mechanism skills are approached, they will probably cause reactions.

The iron door of the tent seemed even thicker, and there were also various interlocking mechanisms on it. Jiang Zifulian used three keys to open the door.

When I opened the door and went in, I saw long cabinets placed in the room, and there was a large lock on each cabinet.

Jiang Zifu opened a nearby cabinet and saw several floors inside, each of which was neatly stacked with a volume of account books.

Jiang Zifu introduced: "This cabinet contains records from last year and this year. You can search carefully, I'm right next to you."

As he said that, he sat in a corner of the room, constantly stroking the Anshen Kettle in his hand.

Fang Ling casually drew a book and looked through it. Each of them recorded the transaction situations over the past month, including the amount of sales, profits, the buyer and the name of the goods.
Chapter completed!