"I wonder where the dragon head went?"
Master Qi knocked on the table with a dry cigarette. His old face was full of wrinkles and he sighed: "For many years, people have been looking for the dragon head, but no one has found it. Read the full text of the latest chapter I think it’s just a legend, brother, don’t take it too seriously and delay your business.”
Xiao Chen's heart moved: "Has anyone else come here?"
"There used to be more but now there are less. When I was a child, I saw my grandfather entertaining someone. Since then, no one has come. Before, people came intermittently, but they all came back disappointed. There was nothing to find. ”
Master Qi smoked a dry cigarette, exhaled a puff of smoke, looked at Xiao Chen through the smoke and said: "In my impression, the temperament of that man and the little brother are somewhat similar."
Somewhat similar
Xiao Chen waved his hand and used the power of his true energy to draw a portrait in the air.
When Master Qi saw the portrait, he was shocked and said, "That's him. Brother, do you know him? I remember that he came here alone at the beginning. He is as kind-hearted as my brother. I don't know what he is like now."
The character in the portrait is none other than the previous generation Tianlong!
From then on, Xiao Chen was truly certain that this place was the hometown of Qinglong, and there would no longer be any surprises.
However, Xiao Chen couldn't answer Master Qi's question for a while.
The previous generation of Tianlong was being imprisoned in the Star Dragon Prison, suffering inhuman torture day and night.
"He's good and tenacious."
Xiao Chen paused and could only say this.
Master Qi laughed and sighed: "You warriors are good. Unlike us ordinary people, your qualifications are not good and you can't practice. If not, my grandfather can live until now... But in this wilderness, living is nothing. Good thing.”
In the deserted sea, there are almost no sects here to accept and train disciples.
Firstly, the land is sparsely populated and resources are scarce. Secondly, the number of indigenous people in the Northern Territory is too small.
The sects here are all branches directly stationed by major forces. Disciples were recruited from the headquarters and slowly developed.
Xiao Chen was thoughtful, since the previous generation of Tianlong had been here, did he leave any clues
After some questioning, Qi Ye recalled with some difficulty: "I really can't remember something, I'll look for it. Popular ( )"
Master Qi took a sip of wine and began to search through boxes and cabinets in the old house.
"found it."
Master Qi took out a yellowed notebook from an old box, dusted it off and said, "This is my grandfather's original diary. I remember that at that time, he would write down any important events in the notebook."
Xiao Chen took it solemnly, with a hint of joy on his face and said, "Master Qi, thank you so much. This thing is of great use to me."
Master Qi smiled and said: "Take it if it is useful. You have helped the village so much these days, and I don't know how to repay you."
"You're welcome, Master Qi. By the way, when I met Master Qi before, I wanted to say something but stopped. It seemed like I had something to say?"
Xiao Chen put away his notebook and asked softly.
Master Qi nodded and said, "There is indeed something I want to ask my little brother for help, but the old man really doesn't have any feedback and has been unable to speak."
Xiao Chen smiled and said: "Master Qi is really too polite. It's not convenient for me to talk to you about my fate with this place for the time being. But you can rest assured that if you ask me anything, I owe it to you."
Seeing Xiao Chen's sincere expression, Master Qi sighed softly: "Three million miles away, there is a Taoyuan city. There will be a small Taoyuan cocktail party every ten years, and a large Taoyuan cocktail party every hundred years."
Taoyuan City.
Xiao Chen had seen this city once before when he traveled around. It was indeed filled with the aroma of wine and could be smelled from hundreds of miles away.
However, I was in a hurry and didn't even visit the city.
"You sir, keep talking."
"Well, when I was young, I would go to every drinking party with the good wine I brewed. Even if I couldn't make a fortune, I could still sell it for a good price and help the village have food and clothing for a few years. But at thirty Years ago, after the ancient wells outside the village dried up, it was almost impossible to make any good wine.”
Xiao Chen smiled when he heard this and said, "Do you always want to come out of the mountain again and participate in this century-old cocktail party? I am also a good drinker. If you have any requests, Master Qi, just ask."
Master Qi sighed: "I didn't just act on a whim. The city lord of Taoyuan City is a big shot. If he can take a fancy to who brews the wine at the Hundred Years Reception Party, he can agree to the brewer's request. With just one word from him, he can It’s enough to keep our village safe for a hundred years!”
"Although the hope is slim, I still want to give it a try with this old bone."
Centenary cocktail party!
Xiao Chen was thoughtful. Master Qi seemed to have been worrying about something, and there was always a sense of worry between his brows.
Unfortunately, he had already drank all the Burning Heart Wine, which he used to stabilize his cultivation and improve his realm.
As for the thousand-year fire, there is still half a bottle left.
Put a drop into the Qinglong wine bottle, and it will turn into a full bottle, which can be used to attend the Taoyuan wine party.
Before drinking Fen Xin, Xiao Chen felt that Thousand Years of Fire was the best drink in the world.
But after drinking Fen Xin, Xiao Chen had to say that there was indeed something more outstanding among the fine wines in this world.
It's hard to say whether Thousand Years of Fire can come out on top at the Taoyuan Reception.
"Master Qi, look at this wine recipe, can you brew it?"
Xiao Chen thought for a while and took out the wine recipe. Maybe Qi Ye could brew it himself.
"This is... the dragon clan's fine wine, Burning Heart!"
Master Qi was a little surprised and hurriedly returned it to Xiao Chen and said: "This wine recipe has been lost for thousands of years. If I brew it and participate in a cocktail party, I am afraid it will lead to death."
There's drama!
When Xiao Chen saw this, he felt happy and said with a smile: "Master Qi, there's no rush. You can help me brew it. How about I drink it myself instead of attending the reception?"
Master Qi hesitated and said, "But I'm afraid I can't get this material."
"It's okay, I've got the ingredients. I've got all the ingredients for whatever wine you want to brew, Mr. Qi."
"Okay, but the ancient well outside the village needs to be restored first. Without the water from that well, neither your Burning Heart nor the wine I want to brew will succeed."
"I'll go take a look. If it doesn't work, I'll go further and look for alternative well water."
What well water is so important.
With doubts, Xiao Chen came to an ancient well not far outside the village. The water in the well had long dried up.
"Sang, what's weird about this well?"
Xiao Chen asked after calling softly.
He didn't have any clues, so he could only ask Sang to take a look. He was a master in this field.
Sang came out of the Yushen Monument, looked at the dry well, and then looked at the terrain in all directions. His face changed slightly, and he said softly: "This is a cold Yin spring. In this deserted sea, cold water can actually be born." 'Yin' spring."
"Han'yin' spring?"
"It is the spring that was born in the land of 'yin'. In the land of 'yin', it is freezing to the bone, extremely cold, and it is difficult for living water to flow. If there is, a fountain happens to be produced due to the terrain, and it will be called It is a cold Yin spring. First of all, it is difficult to find the Yin place in this deserted sea. It is even more difficult to find living water. It is even more difficult to generate fountains due to the terrain. "
Thorn paused and said: "The spring water of Hanyin Spring is indeed suitable for brewing good wine, and it is difficult to find a substitute."
This is a bit troublesome. It seems that what Qi Ye said is true.
If some wine recipes state that the water from Hanyin Spring is required, it is indeed impossible to brew it.
"Why did this spring stop?"
"There are many reasons. It may be that the water source is cut off, or the 'yin' energy is too strong and the water flow cannot move. It is also possible that the terrain has changed and the groundwater has flowed further downstream."
Mulberry, formerly known as the Fusang Sacred Tree, knows the topography and springs well. There is basically no need to question his words.
"It seems that we have to go down and take a look." Xiao Chen stared at the deep dry well and said softly.
"Not yet."
Sang grabbed Xiao Chen and didn't let him go down in a hurry.
"What's the matter?"
Xiao Chen was puzzled.
Sang said solemnly: "The seventh master is just a mortal and doesn't know much about the Hanyin Spring. I suspect that the Hanyin Spring is not naturally formed."
"Man-made? It's too exaggerated. Who can transform the terrain so accurately, even tamper with the yin and yang, and create the most yin place."
Xiao Chen clicked his tongue when he heard this, somewhat disbelieving.
Sang said softly: "Although it is a bit difficult, I have seen all of what you said. It is really difficult to create a cold Yin spring in this deserted sea. It is really wrong to go down hastily."
Xiao Chen became thoughtful, looked up at the beheaded Qinglong in the distance, and then looked at the Hanyin Spring.
Sang's words are indeed worth pondering.
The green mountains with broken faucets and the dried Hanyin springs, if connected together, would indeed make people feel a bit chilly.
Many people have told me that my recent style is a bit bland and not as fast as before. I have said before that I want to try a writing method that has never been done before. I am not just talking about it, but I am actually doing it. At the end of the book, I am actually most afraid of changes and thankless things. But if you choose, just write with your heart, there is nothing to regret.
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