Plucking a hair from his nose and destroying a pair of Silver Cores!
The old drunkard's strength made Zhuo Bufan's jaws drop.
It was another hidden expert. If he were to fight him head-on, he would not be able to gain any advantage.
"Little brother, I've killed him for you. Can you give me a sip of wine?"
Zhuo Bufan smiled bitterly when he heard that.
Zhuo Bufan did not seem to have the option to refuse such a hidden big shot asking for wine.
"A sip, is it? Well, I'll give you a sip. "
As soon as Zhuo Bufan finished speaking.
His right palm patted the bottom of the wine gourd lightly. The plum saliva wine in the gourd gushed out and drew a beautiful arc in the air.
When the old drunkard saw that, he immediately slid to the place where the wine fell. He opened his mouth and swallowed the wine without missing a single drop.
Zhuo Bufan controlled the strength of his palm very well. It was just enough to fill the old drunkard's mouth, making him smile happily.
He squinted his eyes and swallowed the plum saliva wine into his stomach with satisfaction.
Then, he smiled and his old face blushed.
"I can taste the saliva of a young girl and the rich fragrance of plum blossoms. Is this a pot of plum saliva wine?"
The old drunkard was indeed an old drunkard. With just one sip, he could guess the name of Zhuo Bufan's pot of plum saliva wine.
"Senior, you're amazing. This pot of wine is called plum saliva wine."
Zhuo Bufan cupped his hands and said.
"This plum saliva wine belongs to the saliva wine category. The most saliva wine is called 'Saliva of a Hundred Flowers of the Plain Maiden'. It's a unique secret of the Plain Maiden Sect. "
"Virgins who have reached the Golden Elixir Realm will chew a hundred flowers in their mouths. Every ten bites will gather spirit and then melt it into a jade jar to seal it. It will ferment for a hundred years. When it is opened and drunk, it will leave a rich aftertaste. "
"Drinking it in the hottest days of the year is even more refreshing when one is in an ice cellar. Experiencing the hundred-year ice river and the dust of history."
"And this saliva wine of yours only takes plum blossoms among the hundred flowers. Plum blossoms have a lofty and unyielding character. They are born with a natural beauty that surpasses all others. "
"The person who chews the flower, no, to be precise, it should be the demon who chews the flower. His demonic power is at least 800 years old."
"This demon is pure and innocent. Every plum blossom and every bite it takes carries its own precious emotions. Joy, pain, agony, excitement, love! "
"Different emotions will release different saliva sensations."
"With just one bite, I can feel an innocent and romantic little girl. Her loneliness, her excitement, her happiness, her conflict, her arrogance, and her interest."
"That deep friendship makes this old man feel very happy."
"Wonderful, wonderful, truly wonderful. This mouthful of wine makes me very happy, very happy! "
"It's a pity that your plum saliva wine hasn't been brewed for a long time. If it could ferment for a hundred years, it wouldn't be any weaker than the Saliva of a Hundred Flowers of Plain Maiden. It's simply wonderful, wonderful! "
After the old drunkard drank a mouthful of Xiao Mei's Plum Saliva Wine, he actually said so many things in one breath.
What shocked Zhuo Bufan even more was that the old drunkard could even guess Xiao Mei's demonic power and identity. It was simply amazing.
And what the old drunkard said. Every time Xiao Mei took a bite, she would be stunned by her own emotions. The saliva secreted by each emotion was different.
His words were eloquent and mysterious. Zhuo Bufan could not help but take a sip himself.
A mouthful of Plum Saliva Wine went down his throat.
It was sweet and delicious, refreshing and lingering in the mouth.
Previously, when Zhuo Bufan drank, he would always drink in big mouthfuls. He would finish it all in one go and would not savor it too much. He would immediately cultivate.
But this time, after hearing the old drunkard's emotional speech, Zhuo Bufan began to carefully taste every drop of wine.
Suddenly, Zhuo Bufan seemed to really feel the various emotions that Xiao Mei had brewed when she brewed this Plum Saliva Wine.
Brewing emotions!
Zhuo Bufan finally understood that emotions could really be brewed.
This mouthful of wine allowed Zhuo Bufan to better understand Xiao Mei's thoughts and emotions when she brewed the wine.
From the initial bitterness to the gradual sweetness, and then to the subsequent happiness.
Joy!
The emotion that Zhuo Bufan felt the most was joy.
Xiao Mei had brewed Plum Saliva Wine for Zhuo Bufan.
Perhaps she had been forced to at first, so the wine she brewed had her own emotions.
But later, Xiao Mei had volunteered to brew wine for Zhuo Bufan. She had done it with a happy mood.
After savoring it carefully, Zhuo Bufan could better understand what the old drunkard meant by full of emotions and happiness.
"Little brother, can you let this old man have another sip?"
"This old man is craving it. I'm dying of craving it."
The old drunkard had been completely conquered by Xiao Mei's Plum Saliva Wine.
After hearing this, Zhuo Bufan's eyes moved and he smiled.
"Senior, catch it."
Zhuo Bufan gently patted the bottom of the gourd. Immediately, a stream of wine flew out of the gourd, drawing an arc in the air.
Then, it landed in the old drunkard's mouth.
"Senior, I'm going to the Massacre Palace. Are you willing to come with me?"
"Of course, of course. Do you have a sip of wine to drink?"
"Of course."
Zhuo Bufan relied on a mouthful of Plum Saliva Wine to trick the old drunkard onto his path.
Zhuo Bufan could tell that the old drunkard wasn't a bad person.
Otherwise, with his ability, he would have already snatched the wine gourd from him.
But the old drunkard kept begging Zhuo Bufan to give him a sip of wine.
Zhuo Bufan didn't want to use the old drunkard too much. Pulling him onto his boat would be a form of insurance.
"Okay, let's go."
Zhuo Bufan put away the wine gourd, and then he ascended the white jade steps and arrived outside the Massacre Shrine.
The old drunkard followed closely behind. His gaze was always on the wine gourd in Zhuo Bufan's hand.
He had already become the captive of the Plum Saliva Wine.
"What a strong killing intent. Senior, what do you think of this palace?"
Zhuo Bufan looked at the old drunkard behind him.
The old drunkard was stunned. Then, his gaze shifted from the wine gourd in Zhuo Bufan's hand to the Massacre Palace. Then, he narrowed his eyes slightly.
"If I'm not wrong, this palace should be the place where the Scarlet Emperor stayed before he attained Dao."
The old drunkard was an expert. Naturally, he knew a lot of things.
Zhuo Bufan also took the opportunity to ask him for advice.
"Senior, how do you know that this is the palace where the Scarlet Emperor stayed? And why before he attained Dao? And not after he attained Dao? "
Hearing this, the old drunkard smiled with his eyes narrowed.
"Rumor has it that before the Scarlet Emperor attained Dao, he cultivated the Dao of Massacre. He attained Dao by killing. He killed until the heavens and earth were turned upside down. He killed his way up to the Nine Heavens. "
"At that time, everyone was terrified of him. They thought that he was a murderous demon, an unparalleled Asura."
"But after the Scarlet Emperor attained Dao and became an Emperor, he changed completely. He didn't kill anymore. After attaining Dao, the Scarlet Emperor only killed one person, and that was himself. "
As soon as these words came out, Zhuo Bufan was dumbfounded.
"Only killed himself?"
"That's right. When the Scarlet Emperor attained Dao, he created nine evil clones. These nine clones were all formed by his killing intent. "
"In order to stop these killing clones from wreaking havoc in the world, the Scarlet Emperor embarked on a path of killing himself."
Hearing this, Zhuo Bufan was shocked.
He had never thought about the Scarlet Emperor's story. He wasn't as calm as Emperor Xuan.
Obviously, the Scarlet Emperor was also a person with a story. To be precise, the four Great Emperors all had their own stories.
"This shrine is still filled with killing intent after more than two hundred thousand years. It should be the shrine that the Scarlet Emperor lived in before he attained Dao. "
"Little brother, if you want to go in, you have to be careful!"
The old drunkard smiled at Zhuo Bufan with his eyes narrowed.
"Thank you for your reminder, senior. Senior, have another mouthful of plum saliva wine. "
After saying that, Zhuo Bufan patted the bottom of the gourd lightly, and a mouthful of wine flew out.
The old drunkard quickly caught it. He was delighted.
He was about to enter the Massacre Shrine. Zhuo Bufan's mouthful of wine was naturally to please the old drunkard.
This way, the old drunkard could ensure his safety in the shrine.
After seeing the old drunkard drink the wine, Zhuo Bufan smiled and stepped into the shrine without hesitation.
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