The Golden Immortal Wine tastes a bit spicy at first, but it is mellow and delicious, with a strong flavor. There is also a faint spiritual energy mixed with fire that flows into the mouth, into the stomach, and penetrates into the limbs and bones, making every pore relax.
Ye Feng said in amazement: "Good wine, this wine is only available in the fairy world, how often can you smell it in the human world?"
Jiang Yixue took only a sip of wine, and her face immediately turned red, like the bright red glow in the sky. A charming smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she stared at Ye Feng fiercely, as if she wanted to swallow Ye Feng.
"Nephew, do you like this jar of wine?"
"Of course I like it. This is the wine that only Golden Immortals can drink. How can people in the human world drink it?"
"It's a pity that you can't take it with you. I wanted to give you a small jar of Golden Immortal Wine, but you have to return to the Immortal Realm by the same route, and you have to go through the impact of the storm barrier. You don't have the energy to bring the wine..."
Ye Feng smiled and said, "If I can take it away, you can give it to me."
"Of course, I wanted to give it to you to drink."
"You gave it to me, what do you drink?"
"Haha, do you think Kaioufu only gave me one jar of wine? I still have several jars."
"Since you still have several jars, I won't be polite."
A faint fluorescence emanated from Ye Feng's palm, covering the small white jade wine jar. When the fluorescence disappeared, the small white jade wine jar immediately disappeared without a trace.
With a light snap of his fingers, the small white jade wine jar reappeared on the table.
General Zuo rubbed his eyes, thinking that he had drunk too much, but he could sense the residual spiritual energy in the air.
General Zuo guessed, "Nephew, did you use magic or a trick to make me unable to see the wine jar, or did you really make it disappear?"
"Of course it has disappeared. It's not an illusion. I'm not afraid to tell you that it's all thanks to my ring."
General Zuo stared at the Medicine King Ring on Ye Feng's finger, suddenly realized something, and showed an envious look.
"Storage ring? Nephew, you are really awesome. Even if a Golden Immortal wanted to refine a storage ring, it would not be that easy, because spirit stones are very scarce in the fairy world."
Ye Feng smiled secretly without saying anything. In the Medicine King Ring, there were several large boxes of top-grade white jade spirit stones, as well as some black space spirit stones. These resources were unique in the fairy world.
A person who has passed the tribulation and ascended to heaven becomes an immortal. His soul travels to the immortal world, but he cannot take his wealth and resources with him. Therefore, some resources in the immortal world are also very precious.
Being a little tipsy, Jiang Yixue asked General Zuo curiously, "General Zuo, what does the fairyland look like?"
General Zuo was also a little drunk, and he seemed to have opened up a chatterbox and started talking.
"The Immortal Realm is divided into thirty-three realms in total. With the Immortal Realm included, there are thirty-four realms in total. However, the Immortal Realm was destroyed five thousand years ago. It was divided into pieces by the barriers that were set up, and it no longer looks the same as it did before."
"Originally, the most powerful people in the fairy world were the realm kings of each realm, who ruled their own fairy worlds and were also called fairy kings. However, during the war of the seven realms five thousand years ago, the demons were able to take advantage of the situation and attack the twenty-two realms in one go because the fairy kings of the thirty-three realms were not united, but each acted independently and divided their forces to fight. If the Demon Emperor had tried harder, I'm afraid the entire fairy world would have ceased to exist."
“However, the Immortal Emperor is the Immortal King of the First Immortal Realm. He persuaded the Ancient Gods to join the war, which turned the tide of the war, regained the lost territory, and drove the Demons and Monsters back to their own territory.”
"Since then, the Immortal Kings of the Thirty-Three Realms have thought that they should select another Immortal Emperor from among the Immortal Kings to lead the entire Immortal Realm and coordinate the Immortal Soldiers of the Thirty-Three Realms. This way, even if the Demons invade again, they will be able to fight them."
Ye Feng's blood boiled when he heard this. He was now a member of the ancient gods. He not only had human blood, but also the blood of the ancient gods. It was the ancient gods who fought against the demons five thousand years ago, saved the human world, and helped the fairy world to retake the fairy world occupied by the demons.
Ye Feng asked curiously: "What kind of race is the Ancient God Clan? Have you seen it, Uncle Master?"
General Zuo was helpless: "I have not participated in the Seven Realms War five thousand years ago, nor have I seen the Ancient Gods. It is said that they are all three-meter-tall giants, as big as hills, with amazing divine power. Even the demons who claim to be the best in the seven realms with demon bloodline feel ashamed and inferior when they meet them."
"Where are they then?"
"I don't know. Although the Ancient Gods helped the Immortal Emperor win the Seven Realms War, they disappeared after the war. No one knows their whereabouts, and the Immortal Emperor seems to have never mentioned it. We don't know even more."
General Zuo also asked about the relationship between Ye Feng and Gui Wuya. Ye Feng told him the truth: "I got a set of Misty Rain Sword Technique from Senior Gui Wuya in a cave. Although we didn't formally become his apprentice, we are in fact master and apprentice. So, I am partly Gui Wuya's disciple. Uncle Master, you won't look down on me, right?"
"I see, that's right. How could I look down on you? This makes me respect you even more. No one taught you a single move, but you were able to comprehend the Misty Rain Sword Technique from the sword marks on the stone wall. This kind of talent and aptitude is considered divine. I don't know how many disciples I have taught for a long time, but they still can't comprehend this Misty Rain Sword Technique. As for your martial arts attainments, I can say that you have unlimited potential, both now and in the future."
"Thank you for the compliment, I will be proud if you praise me like this."
"Haha, sometimes, even if you are proud for a while, it doesn't matter. It's worth being proud. Let's have another drink."
After eating and drinking, Ye Feng and Jiang Yixue came to the beach. Waves hit the shore, making a deafening sound.
Ye Feng blew a whistle and summoned the lovebirds again. After resting for most of the day in the Beast Taming Order, the lovebirds absorbed enough spiritual energy and recovered their strength.
Jiang Yixue carried Xiaobai onto the Lovebird first, leaving Ye Feng and General Zuo to chat.
General Zuo seemed a little reluctant to leave, but after sending you thousands of miles away, there will always be a farewell.
"Nephew, we met because of the Misty Rain Sword Technique. I can see that you have amazing comprehension, but do you feel that the Misty Rain Sword Technique is always lacking something?"
"It seems like there is a little bit. Sometimes, when you encounter a strong enemy, you always feel a little exhausted."
"I saw you perform the last move of the Misty Rain Sword Technique, the sky full of wind and rain. The moves were correct, the momentum was right, but the angles of some of the sword moves were wrong, so it couldn't be done in one go, and you felt a little powerless."
Hearing General Zuo say this, Ye Feng was secretly surprised. It seemed that General Zuo wanted to give him some pointers.
General Zuo and Gui Wuya are fellow disciples and are both proficient in the Misty Rain Sword Technique.
Ye Feng felt that his swordsmanship always lacked a certain sharpness and ferocity. After all, it was a swordsmanship that he had learned through enlightenment. If he had learned it, he would be able to display it naturally. If he had not learned it, it would be lacking, and the form would be similar but not the spirit.