Of course, nothing is added to the spirit wine, it is mostly for the pure enjoyment of taste.

This creates a market where scarcity makes things valuable.

As soon as Yang Lan'er smelled the cup in front of her, she knew that it was the kind that could increase one's cultivation level permanently. It was definitely a national treasure in terms of rarity.

After carefully trying it, the mellow and refreshing aroma permeated the lungs. Yang Lan'er blinked: "Will I get drunk if I drink this?"

For a monk, drinking ordinary wine is naturally no different from drinking water, but for powerful spiritual wine, it depends on the situation.

Yang Lan'er seldom drinks, so naturally she is a little worried.

"One cup is enough. Have you forgotten that you are already in the Lingji stage? If you are still in the Foundation Establishment stage, not even a sip will do." Qin Muyan supported his chin and drank one cup after another without feeling anything. He looked at Yang Lan'er who was eating and drinking with a satisfied look on her face.

"That's true. I'm a little uncomfortable with the sudden surge in my cultivation." Yang Lan'er frowned, smiled, and drank a little bit at a time: "It smells so good. What's its name?"

A ten thousand year old wine, coupled with its own high quality, is simply better than any other wine on Earth.

Tsk tsk, if this stuff appeared on Earth, let alone ten thousand years old, even if it was made with worldly stuff as the recipe, a hundred years old could kill those many-year-old cellars in seconds. I have to say, the benefit of practicing Taoism is that all delicacies are the biggest surprises.

"Holy Mist and Clear Stream."

Yang Lan'er enjoyed the meal very much. The spiritual wine not only helped her increase her true energy, but also helped to consolidate and straighten out her cultivation. Most importantly, she felt that her spiritual awareness had been tempered a little bit.

Emma, ​​it has so many functions? It is definitely the best of the best.

I didn't feel drunk, but it still felt like I was walking on clouds. All the pores in my body were relaxed and I felt infinitely cool.

"Holy Mist and Clear Stream?" Yang Lan'er finally finished the cup, but it felt so good that she couldn't calm down. Although she was not fond of it, she was a little addicted to it.

Yang Lan'er thought about it again and again, and was sure that it had not been mentioned in the novel, but such a top-quality fermented rice wine should have been mentioned even if it had not appeared! The heroine Hao Xinqing was not best at alchemy, although she was also quite strong in this aspect. Instead, she was best at brewing wine.

Thanks to some experience, the heroine has gained the favor of many senior seniors, and even favoritism intentionally or unintentionally. This is already a very awesome golden finger.

Therefore, the novel actually mentions some fermented rice wines in a systematic way, and even has a list of spiritual wines.

Such a detailed introduction, but there is no Holy Mist and Clear Stream? Yang Lan'er is sure that this thing is much better than the first spiritual wine on the list.

After thinking about the novel again, Yang Lan'er still felt that it sounded familiar. Suddenly, she remembered some common knowledge about the fairy world left by her ancestors. Her eyes widened immediately: "Is this the Holy Mist Stream, which ranks ninth on the fairy wine ranking list?"

Emma, ​​it's actually something from the fairy world, is it possible? No wonder she only tasted one cup, probably less than a penny, and the effect was so remarkable.

"You know?" Qin Muyan was not surprised. He couldn't help but think of Yang Lan'er's ancestor: "It's just the worst of the lower grades. It's not easy to find a complete formula of elixirs in the cultivation world. Some of them can only be replaced. Therefore, no matter the taste or effect, it is actually much weaker than the real Holy Mist and Clear Stream."

Yang Lan'er deeply agreed with this. It really was worthy of being the recipe for the immortal wine on the list. Both the weakened and the imitation versions were so powerful.

As for why Qin Muyan knew the recipe of the fairy wine, Yang Lan'er had already calmed down. This man simply knew everything. Just get used to it.

However, Yang Lan'er's curiosity about Qin Muyan's previous life grew more and more. One day, she would know.

After finishing the feast successfully, Yang Lan'er's face turned slightly red and she looked a little tipsy. After all, she didn't drink often and her alcohol tolerance was very low.

Seeing Yang Lan'er's flushed face, with a kind of drunken seductive beauty, Qin Muyan's eyes were burning, and an itchy feeling surrounded his heart. He couldn't help but hug her and nibble on her twice before reluctantly letting her go with an unsatisfied look.

Yang Laner was embarrassed and wiped her face: "Don't spit on my face..."

“……” Qin Muyan really wanted to slap her in the face.

Qin Muyan packed up the things he had taken out. Yang Lan'er looked at the place where he came out for a long time until Qin Muyan finished everything and walked in front of her: "What's wrong? Are you still reluctant to leave?"

Yang Lan'er's eyes flickered. "I always feel that this place is very familiar. It looks like the misty valley outside the capital of the Qianxiang Dynasty."

Yang Lan'er had been following Qin Muyan just now, so she didn't pay much attention to her feet and ignored the mark of the Misty Valley.

Looking at her now, the more I look at her, the more she resembles Yang Lan'er.

"Qianxiang Dynasty?" Qin Muyan narrowed his eyes and said, "Let's ask someone!"

Yang Lan'er couldn't be sure. After all, more than 40 years had passed, and all traces of her previous visit had been completely lost. It was obvious that she hadn't been to the Misty Valley in recent continental competitions.

Following the direction they remembered, Yang Lan'er and Qin Muyan ran into a city. Seeing the familiar city wall, Yang Lan'er smacked her lips and said in a relaxed tone, "It is indeed the Qianxiang Dynasty. What a surprise. The Cloud Sea is actually the same as the Misty Valley."

I never expected that the fog in the Misty Valley was actually overflowing from the sea of ​​clouds and mist. No wonder it could suppress spiritual consciousness.

However, the white fog in the Misty Valley is already in excess of the Cloud Sea Formation, and there are fewer dangers outside the Misty Valley.

No wonder the Misty Valley is so dangerous. Even during the competition, people were not allowed to go in.

Even the monks who are transcending tribulation dare not enter the forbidden area. Wouldn't it be a death sentence for ordinary people to enter? "Since it is a familiar place, do you want to go and see your friends?" Qin Muyan suggested.

Although the spiritual energy in the secular world is not suitable for cultivators to stay for a long time, it does not matter this much.

Yang Lan'er was thoughtful. Yang Feiyin, you're already sixty years old! However, the average life expectancy of people in this world is relatively long, and Yang Feiyin's martial arts skills are not weak either. She is now in her prime.

"Let's go and have a look. The Yang family and the Qianxiang royal family also helped me a lot in the past." Yang Lan'er nodded, took out a mirror, wiped her face and began to disguise herself.

It was fine when she first came to this world, but now this face is too eye-catching in the secular world. She just wants to check on her friend's situation without attracting any attention.

If possible, Yang Lan'er doesn't even plan to show her face, just take a look secretly.

Qin Muyan was also skilled in disguise. Seeing Yang Lan'er still using a mirror, he couldn't help but smile. Habits are really not that easy to change. Obviously, using spiritual consciousness is more convenient and meticulous, isn't it?

Soon, a couple with good looks came into the city, but the city was not as lively as Yang Lan'er remembered.

The stalls on the road have completely disappeared, the shops are all closed, and the pedestrians are rushing back and forth. Not only do they cover their faces as they walk, but when they meet acquaintances they just exchange glances and go their separate ways without even saying hello.