Soon, several people got into the carriage and continued to walk forward.
In front of him, the one who led the cart to fly out from the front was the old one.
All the crows who escaped from the palace gathered at the top of the forest, catching one at a time.
In the carriage, Jiang Wanbai took out the yellow spring wine presented by Lord Meng before, and then took out five cups, a small pot of huangquan wine, which was divided into five cups, but there was no more.
"What is this?" Xue Xu asked curiously.
Jiang Wanbai motioned to him to have a taste and told him the origin of the yellow spring wine. "In short, it's a good thing. Even if it's not a ghost, it's good for cultivation."
If ghosts or ghost Xiu drink this wine, the benefits will be even greater.
Xue Xu smell speech, immediately small sip, eyes slightly bright, praise way: "really is good wine."
Jiang Wan Bai Gou lip smiles and gives Qingzhu and nanmenziyang a cup. She and Qi Qingxing separate the remaining two cups. As soon as the yellow spring wine enters the throat, there is a cool feeling, which spreads from the heart to the whole body. The cold person gives a cold shiver.
But the next moment, I feel comfortable, as if every pore on the body has been opened.
This is a degenerate place, and there is no aura at all. However, when huangquan wine enters the throat, there is a spirit flowing through the meridians and finally flows into the Dantian.
Jiang Wanbai meditates with his eyes closed, so does Qi Qingxing.
Even Xue Xu, with his back against the wall of the carriage, closed his eyes.
There are crows on the left and right to lead the way, and this carriage is not a common one. It keeps moving forward. Outside the carriage, nanmenziyang doesn't know what huangquan wine is, but after drinking that cup of wine, he knows that it is a good thing. Even if he sits cross legged, he runs the mental method of Nanmen family.
Jiangwanbai and qiqingxing were the first to refine huangquan liquor thoroughly.
She had just opened her eyes, and before she had time to look at her changes, she noticed that something was wrong.
"Green bamboo?" Jiang Wanbai opens the curtain of the carriage and looks at the green bamboo sitting outside.
Qingzhu also sits cross legged like nanmenziyang. Before drinking huangquan wine, Jiang Wanbai once told him a simple way to refine huangquan liquor, but the speed was slower.
But at the moment, the reaction of green bamboo is obviously wrong.
He sat cross legged, his face flushed, his hair hot, and his brows and eyelashes were covered with frost, and he seemed to be alternating between fire and ice.
At the moment, nanmenziyang is still awake, so he doesn't find the green bamboo around him.
Or Jiang Wanbai, keenly aware of the strange smell of green bamboo.
Qi Qingxing pursed his lips, and Jiang Wanbai looked at each other and said, "let him in first."
As he spoke, he reached for the green bamboo to move in, but just when he touched the green bamboo, Qi Qingxing's eyebrow was almost invisible.
Jiang Wanbai found out, realized what, and quickly let Qi Qingxing move the green bamboo in. As soon as Qi Qingxing put down the green bamboo, she took Qi Qingxing's hand.
Sure enough, Qi Qingxing's fingers and palms were scalded and frostbitten, but fortunately, these marks are slowly being repaired.
Jiang Wanbai confirms that there is no big problem with his hands. He breathes a sigh of relief and turns to see green bamboo.
Xue Xu also woke up. After Qiqing was about to move green bamboo in, he had already gathered together to check the situation of green bamboo.