Fengshen: Deduce the practice method at the beginning, scaring the sky

In the corner of Chaoge City, there is a small tavern that is not too big or too small, but the business is booming.

As the owner of the tavern, Ye Changqing listened to the noise in his ears, but his mind was on the virtual panel in his mind.

"They are both traversers, why is there such a big gap?"

After a long time, Ye Changqing sighed.

In his mind, there is still a reminder that the system has not been turned on.

Five years ago, Ye Changqing traveled to this world and became the owner of this contemporary tavern.

At the same time, he also awakened the system, a system that can deduce the cultivation method to the extreme, but it has not yet been activated.

And the only benefit that the system has given him at present is only one, and that is the supreme method of brewing wine!
During these five years, through the conversations of the tavern guests, Ye Changqing gradually became clear about the background of this world.

This is a bizarre prehistoric world, the previous timeline has been completely overturned, whether it is prehistoric or Journey to the West, or the Qin, Han, Sui and Tang dynasties, including all kinds of fairy worlds, there are all kinds of characters from all sides!
"Drink the mountains and rivers in one drink, and then drink the sun and the moon! A thousand cups will not make you drunk, but I... ouch!"

"Brother Situ, I said, don't use Yujian to fly around if you drink too much, it's so dangerous!"

Ye Changqing picked up a bottle of spirits, and helped the man who was like a puddle of mud to sit down.

"Good wine! Could it be that Boss Li has researched a peerless wine again?"

At this time, a swordsman in white walked into the tavern.

This is an old acquaintance, named Huan Tongsan, who came to the tavern by accident the year before last, and couldn't extricate himself after drinking a glass of Xinghuacun. He would come here to buy wine every other month.

"This wine is from my hometown, named Maotai, do you want to try it?"

Ye Changqing asked.

"Liaotai? I've traveled all over the world, and I've never heard of this kind of wine. Get a pot to satisfy my hunger!"

Tong San unceremoniously picked an empty table.

The next moment, Ye Changqing picked up a jar of wine and poured it into Tong San's cup.

The wine is clear, full of fragrance, slightly spicy in the mouth, but sweet when tasted carefully.

It enters the abdomen along the throat, and there is a trace of coolness in the hotness. What is even more shocking is that the coolness travels through the meridians of the whole body, and finally gathers on the Mingtai, with a faint aura that is difficult to describe in words.

"This wine actually..."

Tong San was startled suddenly, but before he could finish speaking, a wave of warmth reverberated in his dantian again.

The heat wave turned into a raging fire, burning the internal organs, and in just a few breaths, dirty sweat covered the whole body.

At this moment, guests from all over the tavern cast shocked gazes, and silently ordered the pot spear table to the waiter.

"Fun! It's really fun!"

After a long time, Tong San opened his eyes with unsatisfied intentions, and gave Ye Changqing a thumbs up.

"A thousand-mile horse needs a bole to be discovered, and wine naturally needs an expert to taste it, so that you can tell the good from the bad!"

Ye Changqing waved his hand, the complacency on his face was hard to hide.

"Bole? Who is he?"

Hearing this name, Tong San subconsciously deduced it, but found that there was no such character at all, whether in the prehistoric world or before the chaos.

Could it be that this person is a person from the future?
After this idea sprouted in his heart, Tong San once again pinched his fingers to deduce the future.

The calamity has not yet come, so it is impossible to deduce it, but in the dark, it seems that there really is a mortal named Bole in the future!
At this moment, looking at the empty wine glass in his hand, and at Ye Changqing who didn't have a trace of Dao in front of him, Tong San frowned slightly.

Obviously just a mortal, why would he brew such fine wine?

You know, the quality of this wine can't even catch up with the agar jade brewed by Queen Mother of the West Yaochi!

Furthermore, why can a mortal be deduced to exist in future generations under the premise that the calamity is approaching?

Could it be that Boss Li is hiding his cultivation?
Tongsan was shocked by his guess.

If you want to prevent others from seeing through your own cultivation, there is only one way other than surpassing others, and that is to have a secret method in your body.

However, is there any secret method in the prehistoric world that Tong San can't see through at a glance?

"Boss Li, who do you think is the strongest among the six sages in the heavens?"

Suddenly, Tong San raised a question.

In the eyes of the world, a saint is an unattainable existence, synonymous with invincibility.

If a mortal can tell which saint is stronger, and even tell the reason, then it proves that he is not simple!
Ye Changqing didn't know Tong San's thoughts at all, but he was still complaining in his heart.

I am a mortal, you ask me which sage is the strongest?
At that time, wouldn't it be nice for me to sell more jugs of wine?
Furthermore, is this a question that mortals should care about?

"I said Brother Tong, did you drink too much in just one cup? Why did you suddenly ask me this question?"

Ye Changqing glared at Tong San angrily.

"Let's talk about it, isn't the tavern the perfect place for knights from the ends of the earth to gather and chat about all kinds of things? Don't you think so?"

Tong San shouted directly, which attracted the attention of many people.