After five thousand years of cultivating immortality, he was picked up and cultivated by Heaven.

Bai Wuchen came to his senses in a hurry. He put his head up and kissed Song Yu's forehead.

Sure enough, Song Yu no longer struggled, his whole body was stiff and his expression was dull.

Bai Wuchen sighed, indeed he still had to make some sacrifices before this guy would behave.

He thought of the girlfriends quarreling in the TV series. This is what the boyfriend seems to do, and it works quite well.

What is shown in the TV series is actually true.

Opening at the touch of a finger, Bai Wuchen lay down on the bed and arranged his clothes.

"Go to sleep and don't make any trouble."

After saying that, he closed his eyes. He was really sleepy. Song Yu was higher in cultivation than him. He had to fight against Song Yu, which consumed a lot in just a short while.

After a while, he felt a heavy object pressing down on him, his hands were held down, and his mouth was blocked.

The next day, Song Yu got what he wanted and happily returned to Qingyumen to brew the fifth-level spiritual wine that he had longed for.

Bai Wuchen sat up from the bed and straightened his messy hair and clothes.

He felt something strange in his neck.

Pulling out a water mirror, he found a patch of red on his neck.

He frowned and slapped his hand heavily on the bed, feeling a little annoyed.

This child is so smart. He doesn't know anything originally, but he can learn and apply it flexibly.

More than just drawing inferences from one instance.

His lips also looked a little red and swollen, and when he touched them lightly with his hand, he felt a slight pain.

He felt that if he pressed harder, blood would ooze out.

He slapped his hand heavily on the bed again.

He shouldn't have kissed his forehead. He swore that his thoughts at that time were pure. He just didn't want Song Yu to make trouble anymore.

who knows……

At this moment, he suddenly thought of the culprit, the Mark of the Ghost King.

When I untied the belt of my middle coat, I saw that the color was indeed lighter.

Before he could be happy, his eyes moved upward, and when he saw the red color on his collarbone, his mood was not good again.

this kid!

I can't beat him myself.

Afterwards, seeing how pitiful he looked, I didn't blame him for being soft-hearted.

Now he's gone.

I'm left alone here sulking.

It's very dangerous if this continues.

Sooner or later he will find the mark of the Ghost King.

Anyway, the mark of the Ghost King is almost gone, so there is no need to let him know or make him worry.

After getting up, Bai Wuchen cooked a pot of spiritual rice porridge and several side dishes.

It's very quiet to eat alone. It's rare to enjoy such a quiet moment.

After a while, I felt a little bored.

He didn't know whether he was friends with him because he was too lonely or because he liked him.

I like it for sure.

He couldn't tell which one was more.

He felt more and more intolerable to be separated from Song Yu. The loneliness was like poison to the tarsal bones.

As soon as Song Yu left, he quickly came out to poison him.

After finishing the meal, Bai Wuchen started making wine.

There are both third-level spiritual wine and fourth-level spiritual wine.

Qingyu City is prosperous and wealthy, and there is a huge market for third- and fourth-level spiritual wines.

The third-level spiritual wine can be brewed in as little as one month, and the fourth-level spiritual wine can be brewed in as little as half a year.

This time, in addition to Liyang Wine and Ice Soul Wine, he also brewed the fourth-level blood-tonifying wine, Green Wine.

In the past, you could make wine for days and nights without rest.

Now we need to remove the ghost king's mark, and we have to stop when brewing.

Xun Lu Peak, Guang Guang Hall.

"The disciples meet the master."

Song Yu respectfully saluted a middle-aged monk in Tsing Yi sitting at the top.

The middle-aged monk opened his eyes and glanced at Song Yu.

"Your cultivation has improved a lot. It seems that you have been working hard recently."

The middle-aged monk is Song Yu's master, Lord Lingji.

"Thank you for the compliment, Master. I have indeed gained something recently."

Song Yu thought that he had been practicing with Bai Wuchen recently and had made great progress. Even his master could see it. The two of them were indeed a perfect match and complemented each other.

Thinking of Bai Wuchen, a heartfelt smile couldn't help but appear on his face.

"Did you pick the spiritual fruit in my master's yard?"

After a pause, he added, "No one was left."

Lord Lingji's expression and tone were the same as before, but Song Yu was still so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.

Even if a monk in the Nascent Soul stage reveals a little breath inadvertently, it is enough to be tolerated.

Fortunately, he had already thought of a countermeasure.

"Master, it's my fault that I didn't inform you in advance. I recently got some fourth-level spirit wine and compensated the spirit fruit to the brewer. Master, this is for you. This is the fourth-level strong sun wine and the fourth-level spirit wine." Ice wine."

After saying that, he took out two jars of wine, each jar weighed five kilograms, controlled them with spiritual power, and sent them to the Lord Lingji.

Lingji Zhenjun swept his eyelids and opened the lid of the wine jar.

One is the blazing sun, the other is the cold, one is scorching, the other is cold.

It comes to you with a unique aroma that is fragrant, medicinal, and alcoholic.

Lord Lingji narrowed his eyes slightly, with an expression of enjoyment on his face.

"This wine is good."

"Master, as long as you like it. Master, I recently got a recipe for brewing wine. After the brew is finished, I will send some to Master to taste."

"What wine?"

"Back to Master, it's the fifth level Fierce Sun Wine, Ice Soul Wine and Blood Replenishing Wine."

Lord Lingji opened his eyes and said, "It seems you have a good chance. Brew some more and send some to me when the time comes."

"Yes, Master, it's just..."

Song Yu suddenly stopped mid-sentence, showing a troubled expression.

"You can choose some of the spiritual plants on the back mountain, and there is also the master's warehouse. Remember, it can only be used for brewing wine."

Song Yu was overjoyed after hearing this and hurriedly saluted.

"Thank you Master."

"Go down."

Lord Lingji waved his hand, and Song Yu suddenly appeared at the entrance of Guangming Hall.

The master's method is too powerful. Fortunately, I was prepared. Wuchen is right. Few high-level monks can refuse spiritual wine, especially this kind of spiritual wine that gives a unique experience after drinking it.

Song Yu happily went to the master's back mountain, where high-level spiritual plants and spiritual fruits were everywhere, much better than those in the front yard, and there was also the master's warehouse, hehe...

As for what the master said could only be used to make wine, he gave the spiritual fruit to Bai Wuchen also for the purpose of making wine.

After all, the recipe belongs to someone else. Although the recipe is not complicated, without the recipe, if you piece it together randomly, you will not be able to brew spiritual wine.

What's more, there is also the most critical tip for turning wine into wine.

For more than a month, Song Yu was busy brewing spiritual wine.

The fifth-level spiritual wine requires more effort than the fourth-level spiritual fruit, and the difficulty is also increased.

He had only seen Bai Wuchen brewing wine, and when he operated it himself, he realized that it was not easy.

After studying it for a period of time, I started to get started. He has a wood spirit root and extremely talented, so he quickly became proficient.

During this period, I only had a little free time at night, and I went to Wuchen Residence several times. Every time I left, I seemed high-spirited and satisfied.

Every time Bai Wuchen got up, he would pat the bed board with his hands.

One bed was even damaged and had to be replaced with a new one.

After more than a month, the mark of the Ghost King was finally cleared.

The ghost king's external incarnation had long been eliminated by Doctor Wan, leaving only a mark formed by the condensed ghost energy.

With the help of Xue Yang, the natural nemesis of ghosts, and the Yangming energy he absorbed from the sun every day, the two-pronged approach was able to completely eliminate it in more than a month.

Seeing his skin return to normal, the big stone in Bai Wuchen's heart finally fell to the ground.