The old man hurriedly picked up the wine glass, put it in front of him and looked carefully.

I saw the wine in the cup appearing bright red, emitting a flame-like light.

The wine was very clear. After shaking the wine glass slightly, you could even see the reflection of the flames on it, as if the flames were jumping.

The old man couldn't wait to put the wine beside his mouth, and then took a sip.

A look of surprise appeared on the old man's face, and then he put the whole glass of wine into his mouth and drank it all in one go.

The wine entered the lower abdomen, and a strange warm current flowed through the limbs throughout the body, and the old man's rosacea's color deepened a little.

The old man closed his eyes, felt the residual smell of fine wine in his mouth, and a hint of satisfaction appeared on his face.

When Yang Feng saw this, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Good wine, good wine, boy, where did you get this fine wine? I have never drunk it before."

The old man came to his senses from the aftertaste of the fine wine and immediately asked.

Yang Feng explained: "This wine is called Huo Shao, and it comes from Tianhuang Continent, but because the wine recipe has been lost, it is hard to see now."

"What, the wine recipe is lost?"

When the old man heard this, he felt like he was hit by a bolt from the blue.

But soon the old man calmed down. He looked at Yang Feng and asked, "Since the wine recipe has been lost, how did you get this wine?"

Yang Feng asked: "This senior doesn't need to know. I just want to know. If you rely on this recipe for hot wine, can you exchange it for the knowledge you have mastered?"

"this……"

When the old man heard this, he sat back on the chair, with a hesitant expression on his face, and fell into entanglement.

However, Yang Feng saw the old man's eyes and kept aiming at the delicate red wine bottle in his hand, obviously trying to put the wine side and this bottle of wine together.

Sure enough, the old man then said, "Forget it, I am destined to be with you. As long as you hand over the wine recipe and the bottle of hot wine to me, then there is nothing to do with the knowledge about Taoist soldiers."

Yang Feng said decisively: "Senior, this is not possible. We agreed only on the wine recipe, and I only have this bottle of hot wine. I can't give it to you in vain."

The old man heard what Yang Feng said and stared at him and asked, "Can't you give it to me for nothing? Boy, just say it, what are you interested in about me?"

Yang Feng laughed dryly and said, "I want to learn from my seniors, how can I put the spiritual medicine into the basin?"

The old man laughed at this and said, "Hahaha, I thought it was something, but there was nothing to do with this, I just taught you."

Yang Feng was surprised to see that he was so generous to him.

But when Yang Feng heard about the planting method, he understood why the old man was so straightforward.

Because the method of planting potted elixirs is not complicated, the difficulty is to find containers suitable for planting elixirs and prepare medicinal liquids that can provide sufficient spiritual power to the elixirs.

The black round pot used by the old man's potted plant is itself a magic weapon that can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so it can carry the spiritual medicine, so that it can still be alive even if it leaves the earth.

In addition, this cultivation method is limited to a very small number of special elixirs and is not suitable for all.

"I didn't expect there were so many restrictions, it's a pity..." Yang Feng sighed.

"I have told you, hurry up and give me the Huo Shaoxian wine and wine recipe."

The old man smiled and urged.

Yang Feng first handed over the wine bottle, then turned around and took out the long-copied wine recipe and placed it on the table.

The old man first took the bottle, pulled out the cork and sniffed it again and again, then held the wine and checked it carefully, and he kept muttering from time to time: "Sure enough, I have used the ten thousand-year-old Arhat Leaf... I actually added the Jiaoyan Flower... So that's it..."

Seeing that he was so sensible, Yang Feng did not disturb him. He glanced at the glass of wine poured on the table table, so he reached out to pick it up, but he didn't expect that before his hand could be reached, the old man slapped him off.

"These wines are all my husband now." After that, the old man snatched the wine glass and drank them all without saying a word. Then he praised him: "Good wine, good wine."

"Senior, can you talk about the Taoist soldier now?"

Yang Feng naturally would not bother with the other party, and asked with a change of tone.

"I really didn't expect that you kid could really get such a good wine recipe. Tell me, what do you want to know?"

The old man put away both the Huo Shaoxian wine and the wine recipe and said seriously.

"This soldier... looks like a puppet, but it's very different. What exactly is it?"

Yang Feng thought for a while and asked.

"What exactly are Taoist soldiers? This question is difficult to explain. There are many types of sources, such as slaves and immortal cultivators who voluntarily sell themselves, powerful monsters, special puppets, demons who have made contracts, mutated ghosts, and self-cultivated instrument spirits...even the spiritual races born in the spiritual realm all belong to the category of Taoist soldiers."

The old man pondered for a moment and said this.

"What kind of Taoist soldiers who can change from yellow beans to yellow turban heroes belong to?"

Yang Feng nodded and asked again.

"Oh, you mean bean soldiers. They belong to the immortal plant-type Taoist soldiers among the puppets. They need to be innately planted and acquired refining, and the two can be combined. Depending on the length of time when the beans are gestated and the strength of the surface inscribed magic array, the power that bean soldiers can produce will also be different." The old man explained.

"So that's it. Then what else can this soldier use besides driving combat?"

Yang Feng nodded and asked again.

"Dao soldiers usually have a certain special talent depending on their source and obey their master's orders 100%. They are fearless and fearless. If the number reaches a certain level, they can also form various formations and become the most powerful arm aid for our immortals. It can be said that they are invincible." The old man shook his head and replied.

"Since this soldier has so many benefits, isn't everyone trying to get it? Why do I rarely see anyone urging me in the outside world?" Yang Feng asked in confusion.

"Hehe, what is this soldier you kid? What else can ordinary immortals afford to use? You must know that cultivating Taoist soldiers requires a lot of resources and energy, and it also depends on some opportunities. Not all immortals have capital and ability to cultivate them. Even if they are planted Taoist soldiers like Doushang, looking at the entire dragon gate, few people have them."

The old man yelled and explained.

"Thank you for your advice, I'm here to teach you. That's the technique of refining weapons..."

Yang Feng bowed to him and said again.

"Okay, for the sake of the wine you have brought for me, I will give you some of my experience in growing bean soldiers. But remember it for me, and it is not allowed to be passed on! By the way, I like these two golden silk glasses very much, so I will regard you as a filial piety."

The old man's face first turned solemn, then said with a sly smile.

After saying that, without waiting for Yang Feng to agree, he gently stroked his palm on the table and put away the two golden silk glasses.

At the same time, a thin yellow paper book was added on the table table.

Although Yang Feng was speechless, he already had some understanding of the old man's temperament, so he naturally didn't say much. He reached out to pick up the thin book, looked through a few pages, and then carefully put it away.

The seemingly inconspicuous yellow paper book is indeed recorded in some content about bean soldiers planting, and it seems that there are many unique insights from the old man in this regard. You can think about it carefully when you go back.

"Thank you, senior."

He sincerely bowed to the old man and said.

"Okay, okay, we have our own income and don't owe each other. I'm very busy now and have no time to greet you. Go and do your business."

The old man waved his hand and said.

Yang Feng responded, then said goodbye and left.

After leaving Tai Chi Hall, he returned directly to the Flame Peak.

As soon as he entered the cave, he came directly to the small spiritual medicine garden.

At this time, a lot of spiritual medicines had been planted in the medicine garden, and the giant ape puppet responsible for taking care of the spiritual medicines was guarding the ridges of the medicine field.

Yang Feng came to a vacant spiritual field in the southwest corner, squatted down, and used his hands to dig out a pit of great depth and a half deep in the soft soil. He flipped his wrist and took out a soybean the size of a walnut and threw it in, and then pushed the surrounding soil over and filled the pit.

This soybean is the female bean he got from the Yellow Turban Giant in the White Cloud Temple of the Spiritual Realm.

According to the book of the thin book given to him by the old man, it took a long time for the bean soldiers to take root and sprout after they landed on the ground, but it is impossible to determine how long it will take.

Because different types of bean soldiers, even different individuals of the same type of bean soldiers, have certain differences in their germination cycles, which is closely related to the quality of the bean soldiers, the land where the bean soldiers are planted, and the spiritual liquid selected.

When it comes to spiritual liquid, the spiritual liquid in my Hongjun Tower should be the best choice.

However, because I had to ripen the spiritual medicine, the spiritual liquid in Hongjun Tower had been consumed, so I could only wait until the next spiritual liquid condensed before it could be used for watering.

After doing this, Yang Feng took a look at the other spiritual medicines next to him. Under the watering of the puppet, several plants have been nearly 50,000 years old.

These elixirs are in the age when they can be used, but Yang Feng does not have a suitable elixir recipe in his hand.

Although there are ways to obtain pill recipes within the sect, refining pills is a process of practice, and it is definitely not easy to refine pills that are useful for breaking through the cultivation level of the True Immortal Realm. Although you can try it at your own level of alchemy, you will inevitably have to go through several failures before you can really refine it.

With the spirit stones and immortal stones in Yang Feng's hands, he is considered to be a little wealth among the immortal cultivators of the same level of true immortal realm, but once he starts to make elixirs on his face, it may not be enough.
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