Junior sister slandered me, the Drunken Swordsman, I cut through the gate of heaven with one sword

Li Zizai exhaled a deep breath of hot air, swung his right hand, threw out a jade slip, and said: "Master will be in seclusion for a few months at least, or several years at most. In this way, I will not have much time to take care of your winemaking homework.

This jade slip contains my experience and steps in brewing wine over the past few decades. You can explore it on your own first. If there is anything you don’t understand, you can wait until I come back and make a decision.”

Li Zizai sighed and said, "Or we can go find the master of the next mountain. My master knows her. If you mention my name, it should be okay."

Ye Qian'an took the jade slip that was handed to him. When it comes to brewing wine, no one can compare to him, but he just doesn't want to waste time on brewing wine.

Li Zizai put one hand behind his back and said calmly, "Your ancestor is not in Lingqing Sect at the moment, and you need to address the head of the neighboring mountain as Grandmaster, but she has a cold personality and doesn't like people who talk too much, so you just need to tell her your problem."

"But don't disturb her, otherwise I won't be able to protect you."

Ye Qian'an nodded symbolically. It seemed that he really had to go to the next mountain when he had time. Presumably, the ancestor of this place must have a lot of fine wine.

Li Zizai shrugged and said softly, "Moreover, this master came to Lingqing Sect several decades ago. The reason why she was able to become the ancestor is because she is a first-class winemaker, and it can even be said that the medicinal effect is no less than that of elixirs."

"Oh?" Ye Qian'an raised his eyebrows. It seemed that the Lingqing Sect was indeed quite capable, as they were able to brew a wine that could be compared to elixirs.

Pills and fine wine are of the same origin but different in nature. However, if both are in sufficient supply, the value of fine wine may be even as great as that of pills.

After Li Zizai finished speaking, he took out a set of clothes, a token, and a storage bag from his storage bag and put them aside. After a moment of hesitation, he took out a white jade bottle and said, "These are the clothes that I have collected for you. As for this white jade bottle, there are a few pills and a hundred-year-old wine in it."

After saying this, Li Zizai's body turned into a long rainbow and left the courtyard.

Ye Qi stood quietly for a while, then stood up, picked up his clothes and wine, and returned to the room.

Li Zizai's attitude made Ye Qian'an feel extremely unfamiliar. He had almost never encountered this feeling before. After a long time, Ye Qian'an opened the jar of wine, and suddenly a refreshing medicinal fragrance wafted out from the jar.

It seems that the fine wine brewed by Lingqing Sect is made with herbs. No wonder it can make the cultivator's cultivation level soar.

Ye Qian'an didn't care too much and fell asleep directly, as if he was here for vacation. He didn't care about the tasks assigned by the sect at all.

If a sect disciple came to inform him, Ye Qiyan would just respond casually. As for the sect's assessment of the abilities required of disciples, Ye Qiyan simply would not go.

Two months passed in a flash, and Li Zizai still hadn't returned. The yard where Ye Qian'an lived was almost isolated from the outside world, and no one came.

The jade slip left by Li Zizai has been read word by word by Ye Qi'an, and the records in it are very detailed. After reading it, Ye Qi'an only symbolically brewed a few jars of fine wine, but it still needs time to settle before the taste and spiritual power of the wine can be brought into play.

Ye Qi was bored, so he picked up the wine gourd on the table and walked towards the next mountain to see if he could take this opportunity to ask for some precious wine.

Li Zizai did not come back, and Ye Qian'an had no idea where Lingqing Sect hid the fine wine. Therefore, he could only go to the next mountain to look for herbs for making fine wine.

The next mountain is not far from the lower house where Ye Qian'an is, only a few dozen miles away. However, Ye Qian'an is now hiding in the Qi training realm, so it is naturally impossible for him to teleport to the next mountain out of thin air.

After walking for about an hour, Ye Qian'an arrived at Lingyun Peak next door. The place was full of birdsong and flowers, and it was full of vitality. Dozens of cranes were flying freely in the sky, adding a fairyland feeling to the place.

Looking inside along the arch bridge, I saw white mist lingering inside, which blocked my vision. I couldn't see too far and could only see vaguely. The interior was decorated with carved railings and jade bricks, and the environment was elegant, giving it a sense of beauty like a peach garden.

Once you enter Lingyun Peak, the fog becomes even thicker and you can't see anything beyond three meters. However, to Ye Qian'an, this is nothing; it's just a trick created by the cultivators.

At this moment, a vague voice slowly came out from the fog.

"Lingyun Peak is a forbidden area. Disciples are prohibited from entering without a token!"

Ye Qian'an glanced at the cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage, and said calmly, "Disciple Ye Qian'an, on the orders of my master, comes to pay respect to the ancestor."

After the voice was silent for a while, the fog in front of Ye Qian'an suddenly seemed to be lifted up by an invisible giant hand, and all of it surged to both sides, revealing a passable path. This path twisted and extended to the depths of the inner courtyard.

"Follow this path and you will reach Elder Bai's residence. Go ahead!" The voice appeared again. This time, Ye Qian'an had a feeling that there seemed to be a hint of envy in the voice.

Ye Qian'an ignored the other party and went straight forward. Although he didn't know who the elder here was, the purpose of his trip was to get the fine wine in Lingyun Peak. As for other things, he didn't care.

Through the window in the attic, one can see a female figure sitting inside. This person is sitting upright, and in front of her is a zither. However, there is a thin curtain on the window, so the details cannot be seen clearly.

The moment Ye Qian'an approached, a piece of music that sounded like the sound of nature came from the attic, and like the sound of water under a small bridge, it blended into his body and mind.

A light voice came from inside the attic: "Who are you and why are you here?"

Ye Qian'an clasped his fists and said, "I am the junior disciple Li Zizai. I came here today to ask for some spiritual wine to use as a starter for brewing wine."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "snap" sound, and the person in the attic suddenly broke a string of the guzheng in his hand. Then, the attic window suddenly opened, revealing a heart-pounding and peerless face.

The woman was extremely beautiful. She wore no makeup but her complexion was like the morning glow reflecting on snow. Her skin was as white as cream and as pretty as a flower.

The spiritual power in his body is so overwhelming that even standing there would give people an unimaginable sense of fear.

Seeing the woman who suddenly appeared, Ye Qian'an was also stunned, because he knew this person. She was the master of Xiaozhu Peak, one of the elders of Qingxuan Sect, Bai Yuling, who did not wear any makeup.

"Sister?"

Ye Qian'an was stunned, and asked in disbelief: "Why are you here?"

"Junior brother...is it really you?"

(End of this chapter)