"Senior..." Mu Hanyan's face turned pale, and she suddenly regretted saying this greeting.
"Calling me senior, are you looking down on me?" Before Mu Hanyan could finish her words, the old drunkard interrupted her unhappily.
"Well, that old drunkard, I have something important to do at home. How about I accompany you for a drink next time?" Mu Hanyan suddenly remembered that this old man hated being addressed as a senior the most. He would be much happier if people just called him an old drunkard, so she quickly changed her words.
"Since you have something going on at home, I won't force you to stay. How about this, have a few drinks with me first, and then you can go about your business." The old drunkard said he wouldn't force you to stay, but he didn't let go of Mu Hanyan's arm and dragged her into a tavern on the side of the road.
"Okay then." Mu Hanyan gave a helpless smile. She had known for a long time that if she met this old drunkard, she would not be able to get away without drinking a little. But fortunately, it was only a few sips, so it was not a big deal.
When they entered the tavern, the shopkeeper was about to come forward to greet him, but the old drunkard threw a large ingot of silver over and said, "I'm treating you to a drink, don't bother me."
The shopkeeper took the silver, was stunned at first, then ran to the side with a smile on his face. He could make money without having to use his own wine. This was a good thing he had been looking forward to.
The old drunkard flicked his sleeves, and a rattan wine glass appeared before his eyes like a magic trick. Then he took off the wine gourd on his back and poured a glass.
Immediately, a rich aroma of wine wafted into his nose. He could feel the slight incense before the wine even entered his mouth. Even the flow of energy in his meridians became much faster than before.
"What a fragrant wine! I've never seen such a fragrant wine in my life." Mu Zexian and the other little dandies sniffed hard, smacked their lips, and looked at Mu Hanyan eagerly.
With their background, they had seen a lot of fine wines on a daily basis, but they had never encountered such a pure and fragrant wine. They couldn't help but feel a little greedy, but knowing the terrifying strength of this old drunkard, no one dared to ask him for wine.
"You guys really know what's good. This wine of mine is called Xianlingzui, and it's brewed with hundreds of exotic flowers and herbs. Not only does it taste good, it can also strengthen your body and improve your cultivation. It's incomparable to ordinary stuff." The old drunkard was indeed narcissistic. When he was praised by others, he started shaking with pride.
"It can also improve your cultivation!" Mu Zexian and others' eyes lit up and they swallowed their saliva even harder.
"Since you guys are quite knowledgeable, let's do this, everyone have a drink." The old drunkard flicked his sleeves again, and a row of wine glasses of different sizes appeared before his eyes.
Mu Hanyan looked at the row of wine glasses of different sizes, and her mind seemed to have returned to her previous life, which made her feel particularly cordial.
Mu Zexian and others had already been craving for wine. As soon as the clear and refreshing fairy wine filled the brim of the cup, they picked up the wine glass.
"Wait." Mu Hanyan was about to remind them, but the little guys who were itching for alcohol had already drunk it all in one gulp.
This is terrible! Mu Hanyan smiled bitterly.
"Good wine, really good wine... plop." Mu Ze smiled foolishly first, then praised, his legs went soft and he fell to the ground.
"It really is... it is... good wine, such a good wine... plop." Mu Zeran was even more unbearable. He fell to the ground with a lisp before he could finish his words.
Immediately afterwards, the group of little dandies fell to the ground one after another.
"Drink slowly, this Immortal Drunk is brewed with hundreds of herbs, and the medicinal properties are too strong. You have to refine it while drinking it. It will be very beneficial for improving your cultivation. If you drink it all at once, you will end up like them. Although you won't die from being drunk, it will be a pity to waste this rare and fine wine." Mu Hanyan shook her head and reminded Hua Yue and others.
Hua Yue and the others saw what happened to Mu Zexian and the others, so they naturally didn't dare to be careless. They picked up their wine glasses, swallowed them in small sips, and practiced their skills to refine the medicinal power.
"You are quite knowledgeable. You actually know the wonders of my Fairy Drunk." The old drunkard looked at Mu Hanyan and said with surprise and complacency.
"In fact, in addition to improving cultivation, this Immortal Drunk has other wonderful uses." Mu Hanyan sipped the wine and blurted out with squinted eyes.
"Oh?" The old drunkard looked even more surprised.
"In addition to improving cultivation, this Immortal Drunk should also have the effect of healing wounds." Mu Hanyan said as she savored the wine carefully.
"How do you know?" The old drunkard's face darkened and he looked at Mu Hanyan warily.
He had injured his meridians in his early years. Although he was cured at that time, it left hidden dangers. After being promoted to Sword Saint, not only was it difficult for him to improve his strength, but his injuries would relapse every once in a while, greatly reducing his strength.
Over the years, he sought out renowned doctors to heal his wounds, but the underlying injuries had been left untreated for too long, making even the most skilled rejuvenators unable to cure them. By chance, he came across an ancient medicinal recipe for a herbal brew to heal his wounds. Unfortunately, the recipe was incomplete, lacking several herbs, and he had yet to successfully brew the brew.
Fortunately, he had become a good doctor after suffering from illness for a long time, and his understanding of medicinal herbs was far better than that of ordinary people. After repeated attempts, he actually brewed fine wine. Although it did not help much in healing his injuries, it could nourish his body and prolong his life, and it was of great benefit to improving his cultivation.
This was his biggest secret and also his fatal weakness. No outsider knew about it. Now that Mu Hanyan suddenly told it out, he was shocked and naturally felt wary of Mu Hanyan.
If he hadn't seen that Mu Hanyan had no ill intentions, he might have slapped her away.
"Not only do I know that this Immortal Drunk originally has the effect of healing, I also know that you brewed it improperly. One of the herbs was used incorrectly. So although it can strengthen the foundation and improve your cultivation, it has no effect of healing. It is not the real Immortal Drunk. At most, it can be called Hundred Herbs Wine." Mu Hanyan did not answer his question, but said slowly.
"You...how did you know?" The old drunk pointed at Mu Hanyan, his voice trembling.
"I drank it." Mu Hanyan pretended to take another sip of wine and said while smacking her lips.
Of course, she didn't get it from drinking. In fact, all of this was told to her by an old drunkard in her previous life.
When they met the old drunkard in Longyan Mountains, his old injury happened to relapse and his strength was greatly reduced. He was chased by a strange beast whose strength was close to that of a Sword Saint and was running all over the ground in a miserable state. Mu Hanyan's strength at that time was that of a tenth-level swordsman and had not yet been promoted to a Sword Saint. She did not want to interfere, but seeing that he was struggling and crawling, which was really pitiful, she helped him with the idea of fighting if she could but not running away. In the end, the two of them joined forces to kill the strange beast and saved the old drunkard's life.
While killing the strange beast, the old drunkard was seriously injured. However, fortune and misfortune go hand in hand. It was this serious injury that made him suddenly realize the truth. He actually figured out the real prescription and brewed the real fairy drunk. Afterwards, his injuries healed and his strength reached a new level.
The old drunkard was grateful to Mu Hanyan for saving his life, so he told her all his secrets and the recipe for the Immortal Drunk, and also gave Mu Hanyan a lot of advice. It was with his guidance that Mu Hanyan successfully broke through the bottleneck and was promoted to the realm of Sword Saint.
Of course, Mu Hanyan would not tell these things, and no one would believe her even if she did.
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