Half of the Imperial City was enveloped by the fragrance of the wine. This was an extremely rich fragrance that caused people to be intoxicated. Like a wave, it surged out and silently spread out.
Not far from the alleyway, Ni Yan and Ye Ziling both took a deep breath. Their faces were flushed red. They looked at each other and saw the incredulity in each other's eyes.
"How can this wine be so fragrant?" Ni Yan murmured. Then, she sped up and sped toward the source of the wine aroma.
In a luxurious inn in the Imperial City.
The Thirteen Bandits of Mozhou were toasting each other in the inn. They exchanged toasts with one another and the sound of laughter resounded endlessly as they drank the wine.
The inn was bustling with activity. The aroma of food and wine permeated the air.
Suddenly, an invisible wave surged forward. What followed was an indescribable aroma.
Clang!
A crisp sound rang out. The Thirteen Bandits were stunned. They lost their grip on the wine jugs in their hands and fell to the ground. The wine spilled all over the floor.
However, they acted as if they did not notice. They squinted their eyes and unconsciously twitched their noses. Saliva dripped from the corners of their mouths. Their faces were filled with intoxication.
"So … so fragrant! Is this the aroma of wine? It's so hard to control … Brothers, let's go drink! "
When the Thirteen Great Bandits regained their senses, they immediately burst into an uproar. The fragrance of the wine made them feel as though their souls were about to leave their bodies. As martial artists, they were naturally fond of wine. When the wine worm in their stomachs was lured out, they felt extremely uncomfortable.
The Thirteen Bandits loudly shouted and rushed out of the inn. They followed the direction of the wine aroma and marched in a grandiose manner.
Xiao Mansion.
Xiao Meng sat in his study. The light flickered and the cold wind blew outside the window. He put down the pen in his hand, frowned, and rubbed his eyes …
An intoxicating aroma of wine drifted over. It was like the caress of a lover. Xiao Meng's body trembled and his eyes opened involuntarily. He was addicted to wine.
"Good wine! Such an aroma doesn't seem to exist in this world! "
Xiao Meng took a deep breath, wanting to capture all the wine fragrance in the air. He stood up, took the thick crane cloak hanging on the chair, put it on, and followed the direction of the wine fragrance.
Xiao Yue was sitting cross-legged in his room. His entire body was surrounded by a white sword aura. The fierce sword aura surged and continuously gathered above his head. Sometimes, it transformed into a small sword, and sometimes, it transformed into a myriad of sword auras.
Suddenly, the sword light dissipated with a 'pu' sound. Xiao Yue opened his eyes and couldn't help but lick his dry lips.
"Wine … A wine more fragrant than the Ice Heart Jade Urn Wine! My God! "
Xiao Yue's hoarse voice contained an indescribable shock.
Smelling the fragrance of the wine, Xiao Yue did not even have the mood to train anymore. He directly leapt up, and with a pinch of his sword fingers, the door instantly opened wide. His entire body stepped on the sword light as he swiftly flew out.
"How could I, Xiao Yue, miss out on such fine wine! Hahaha! "
Ouyang Manor.
A thunderous snoring sound reverberated in the room of the three barbarians of Ouyang. The three brothers slept in the same room. Every night, it was like thunder. There was no longer a need for the servants to guard the room because the sound of snoring was enough to automatically guard against thieves.
Suddenly, the snoring that was supposed to resound throughout the night came to an abrupt stop. Then, a series of smacking sounds could be heard. The eyes of the three barbarians of Ouyang were wide open and their nostrils were wide open as they fiercely sniffed the wine fragrance in the air. They looked like dogs that had smelled meat.
Bang bang bang!
The three brothers got out of bed in unison, put on their clothes, sniffed their noses, and with saliva dripping from the corners of their mouths, they majestically ran out of the room and headed straight for the source of the wine fragrance.
This was a sleepless night.
Half of the Imperial City was enveloped in the rich aroma of the wine. It was so tempting that all the wine lovers unconsciously followed the aroma.
…
Bu Fang wiped away the beads of sweat on his forehead as the corners of his mouth twitched. As he looked at the wine in the jade jar, he immediately heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.
The four types of wine were all filled with spiritual energy. It was not something that could be done simply by pouring them together and shaking them. Bu Fang needed to use his true energy to neutralize them so that each type of wine would be perfectly blended together.
This was not a qualitative change caused by a quantitative change. Instead, it was a qualitative improvement.
The fragrance emitted from the jade jar was extremely enchanting. Just by smelling the wine fragrance, Bu Fang felt a wave of intoxication. One could imagine how strong the wine was.
Compared to the fragrance of the Ice Heart Jade Urn Wine, there was no comparison at all. It was like the difference between the light of a firefly and the light of the moon.
Of course, this was only the difference in the wine fragrance. The actual difference in the taste might not be that great. However, the spirit energy contained in the Ice Heart Jade Urn Wine was much weaker than this newly brewed spirit wine.
Bu Fang took out a green jade porcelain cup and poured himself a cup of wine. After mixing, the color of the wine had fused into a light green color. A faint mist lingered above the wine, which was incomparably faintly discernible. It was like the immortal wine of the Heavenly Palace.
Lifting up the cup, Bu Fang looked at the small cup of wine and could not help but lick his lips, forcefully suppressing the impatience in his heart.
Good wine needed to be savored slowly. An impatient person would not be able to eat hot tofu. This was a principle that Bu Fang understood.
He gently took a small sip of the wine.
The moment the wine entered his mouth, it was cool and refreshing. In an instant, it rushed into his mouth. After entering his throat, the wine suddenly exploded like a volcano eruption. A burning sensation engulfed his entire body.
Bu Fang felt as if all the pores on his body had opened up and his eyes were wide open.
When the wine entered his stomach, Bu Fang felt as if a vast ocean was surging toward him and drowning his entire body. The rich spirit energy in his stomach was like an explosion. After three consecutive explosions, Bu Fang could not help but let out a drunken burp.
The refreshing feeling that engulfed his entire body caused Bu Fang to squint his eyes and slightly bare his teeth.
"So refreshing! Good wine! "
It went without saying that this was definitely a good wine. The Ice Heart Jade Urn Wine could not compare to it. Whether it was the taste or the fragrance, it completely suppressed the Ice Heart Jade Urn Wine.
After taking another sip, the refreshing feeling of burning flames within the coldness made Bu Fang's nostrils feel as if they were about to blow out waves of air.
"The combination of ice and fire is so refreshing that it can fly!" Bu Fang praised and took another sip. After three sips, he had just finished the wine in the green jade porcelain cup.
Slightly shaking his head, Bu Fang felt a little tipsy. He had only drunk one cup of wine, but he was already on the verge of passing out … The strength of this new wine was simply terrifying.
Forcefully channeling his true energy to clear his head, Bu Fang smacked his lips as he looked at the wine in the jade wine jar. His eyes were burning with passion.
Bu Fang estimated that he could only brew three jars of this wine. If this wine was to be sold, it would definitely not be sold one jar at a time.
After all, the strength of this wine was too strong. Bu Fang almost passed out after a single cup.
He mixed the remaining wine and channeled his true energy to create two more jars of wine.
Bu Fang poured the remaining wine into Xiao Bai's mouth. The metal lump Xiao Bai only rubbed its bald head. Its mechanical eyes flickered, but it did not have the slightest reaction.
...
"This … is indeed Owner Bu's place! I was wondering who in the Imperial City could brew such a rich wine aroma. Who else could it be other than Owner Bu! "
Ni Yan followed the fragrance of the wine and arrived at the entrance of the alleyway. When she saw the familiar alleyway, she suddenly had a look of realization. Then, a sweet smile appeared on her beautiful face. However, her smile quickly disappeared and was replaced by a frown.
"Eh … Owner Bu definitely wouldn't open his store at night. Doesn't that mean I won't be able to drink this wine?!"
Just as Ni Yan was hesitating, a series of footsteps could be heard coming from the empty street.
Ni Yan turned her head in astonishment and saw a group of people rushing toward the alleyway. Seeing that group of people, the corners of Ni Yan's mouth twitched … This lineup was a little scary.
The thirteen bandits were at the front. As they ran, they fiercely sniffed the wine aroma in the air.
Behind the thirteen bandits were several elders. The aura of these elders was also surging. Among them, there were even seventh grade Battle-Saints.
A man in red was sniffing as he stood with his hands behind his back.
An elder with white hair and a white beard was also striding toward the store with a longsword on his back.
The Three Barbarians of Ouyang and the Three Drunkards of Ouyang were taking heavy steps with drool dripping from the corners of their mouths. Behind them were General Ouyang Zongheng and the old man Ouyang Qi...
Almost all of the Ouyang family's drunkards were present.
A sword light flashed by and Xiao Yue arrived on his sword. Xiao Meng also arrived following the wine aroma.
This was a terrifying group. When the group of people met on the street, they immediately stared at each other with strange expressions on their faces.
Xiao Meng did not know whether to laugh or cry. As expected, it was Owner Bu's doing again. Aside from Fang Fang's Little Store, where else could this wine aroma appear?
The expression of the seventh master fluctuated between green and red. "Damn … Why is it here again?" This was the place that left him with an unforgettable memory.
Everyone looked at each other and nodded their heads to express their greetings. None of them said anything. They were actually a little embarrassed. After all, they were all people of status. It would be a lie to say that they were not embarrassed to come out in the middle of the night following the wine aroma and even run into each other.
They continued forward and stepped into the alleyway. They saw the store with its tightly shut doors and a rich wine aroma was continuously wafting from within.
Everyone was astonished. It was said that a good wine's aroma could spread for ten miles. However, the wine aroma of this store was simply … enveloping a radius of several hundred miles!
"Such a wine aroma is really making this old man's heart itch. I will go ahead and have a taste. Everyone, please feel free."
The white-haired and white-browed elder with a longsword on his back was the first to lose control. He smiled at the crowd and walked toward the store.
"The ancestor of the Void Sword Pavillion, Tian Xuzi!" Xiao Yue's pupils constricted. This was a sword expert, a seventh grade Battle-Saint!
However, his expression quickly became odd. Looking at Tian Xuzi's back, the corners of his mouth curled up.
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