Chapter 1936: Drinking with a Confidant
The sloppy old man seemed to be lost in memories and said slowly: "When our group was attacked by the void insect beast, the high-level monks suffered heavy casualties and many things were lost. However, as the star map is a must-have for high-level monks, it is naturally impossible to have all of them. Lost. After arriving at Duckweed Continent, everyone knew that they would definitely not be able to leave in a short time. It was useless to keep the star map, but it might not be possible in the future. Of course, the star map could not be destroyed, so everyone used the remaining star map. The maps were all collected, and some were left in the hands of the remaining high-level monks, and some were placed in the duckweed fantasy world. Now nearly ten thousand years have passed, and the world has changed. Needless to say, those star maps left outside must have been lost. No wonder You juniors have never seen..."
The words of the sloppy old man gave Qingyang a detailed understanding of what happened to this group of monks. When they were attacked by void insect beasts, although there were not many high-level monks among the monks who escaped, there were two Void Refining monks. , but these two people were seriously injured, and there was no hope of breaking through the union in this life, not to mention that the resources on the Duckweed Continent were not enough to support them in breaking through the union.
Before they died, the two Void Refining monks organized all the high-level monks to set up this duckweed illusion in Duckweed Mountain. The older batch of high-level monks were buried in the duckweed illusion, and the sloppy old man was one of them. , many treasures are also hidden here, leaving them for future generations to use as a place of trial.
Over the thousands of years, some people have broken into the seventh level, but most people focus on those treasures. After all, for them, they have never left the Duckweed Continent. The endless void is insubstantial to them. How to improve? Strength was the most important thing to carve out a niche in Duckweed Continent, and Qingyang was the first one to waste an opportunity and directly inquire about the star map.
After introducing these past events, the sloppy old man finally brought up what Qingyang was most concerned about, and continued: "I have the star map here, but it's only half. You need to find the other half before you can use it. It's useless if I keep it. You can give it to you when you leave."
After hearing what the sloppy old man said, Qingyang was immediately overjoyed. He originally thought that it would take some effort or some price to get it, but he didn't expect that the other party just gave it to him. Although it was only half a portion, it was still a good thing. At the beginning, it shouldn't be difficult to get the second half.
"Then thank you senior." Qingyang said.
The sloppy old man waved his hand and said: "Why are you so polite? You deserve this. Not to mention that you passed my test, the jar of good wine you brought out is better than the half of the star map that I have." Much more, it seems that I took advantage of you. I have been buried in this duckweed dreamland for nearly ten thousand years. It is rare to meet a like-minded Taoist like you. Stop talking nonsense and come, let’s have a drink.”
After finishing speaking, the sloppy old man took out a cup from himself regardless of Qingyang's opinion, filled the cup with wine from the wine gourd, and handed it directly to Qingyang. Qingyang also wanted to taste the other party's good wine, but he was not polite. He took the cup and drank it in one gulp.
The sloppy old man's spiritual wine was completely different from the jar Qingyang brought out. Qingyang's spiritual wine had a mellow aroma, and the aroma was rich and intoxicating after opening. However, the sloppy old man's spiritual wine only smelled faint. The fragrance is not very strong, but if you taste it carefully, it is long and lasting. After the spirit wine is taken in, it seems to have no effect on the true essence, but as time goes by, the energy spreads deep into the body, and the aroma of the wine soaks into the soul. , the entire soul seems to have grown stronger.
The sloppy old man was still a little humble just now. Even if this spiritual wine is not as good as Qingyang's ten thousand years of storage, it is almost the same. This wine has the effect of nourishing the soul and stabilizing the state. It is also a treasure in the world. Anyway, Qingyang is in the original world. After hundreds of years of cultivation, I have never encountered such good wine.
Feeling the strength of his soul, Qingyang couldn't help but shout: "What a good wine!"
Hearing Qingyang's praise, the sloppy old man showed a chrysanthemum-like smile on his face and said: "Of course it's good wine. I collected dozens of kinds of natural materials and treasures and spent hundreds of years brewing this wine. That's it." One gourd, it will be gone after you drink it, let me have a taste of your ten thousand years of storage."
The sloppy old man was not polite. He took out another wine glass from his body, picked up Qingyang's spiritual wine jar, poured a full glass of it, and sat on the grave to slowly taste it. Qingyang's spiritual wine was naturally not ordinary. The old man didn't speak for a long time, and it could be seen that his face was full of intoxication.
After that, the two of them sat on the grave, drinking back and forth. Not only the wine, the sloppy old man also took out several rare spiritual fruits, while Qingyang prepared some side dishes to go with the wine, and even found a A table was placed in the middle, completely treating the tomb as a banquet place.
The two had similar interests, and the more they drank, the happier they became. Before they knew it, more than two hours had passed. Qingyang's jar of wine had reached the bottom, and the sloppy old man's wine gourd was running low. Both of them had rosy faces. He was so drunk that he seemed to have trouble speaking. The sloppy old man had drunk a lot of wine before, while Qingyang couldn't bear it because the two wines were of too high a level.
As for the benefits gained from drinking, the sloppy old man couldn't say. Anyway, Qingyang Yuanshen was nearly half stronger than before, and his realm was extremely stable, and there was no longer any trouble of rapidly improving his cultivation level.
Seeing that the wine jar had reached the bottom, the sloppy old man said with unfinished content: "There is a saying that when you meet a close friend, a thousand cups will be too little. I haven't been so happy in thousands of years. I am really lucky to meet my little brother today. The Duckweed Fantasy Land has been established to this day." In the past ten thousand years, my remnant soul cannot last long even if it is nourished by the duckweed illusion. I am afraid that I will never have the opportunity to drink with my fellow Taoists again. "
Qingyang said: "It's been a long time since I had a good drink. I've been running around all these years and never relaxed. How can a person drinking alone be as enjoyable as two people drinking together?"
"Hahahaha, fellow Daoist Qingyang is right. How can a person drinking alone be as enjoyable as two people drinking together? And they are two like-minded wine lovers?" The sloppy old man laughed.
The more they talked, the more speculative they were. In a blink of an eye, the wine was finished. After such a long rest, Qingyang's true essence and divine consciousness consumed in the previous battle had been fully restored, and his energy was even more vigorous than before the battle. So Qingyang stood up and said: "All good things must come to an end. I should say goodbye."
Although the sloppy old man was reluctant, he knew that he could not keep Qingyang, so he took out something from his arms and handed it to Qingyang, and then said: "You have passed this level of mine. This is the half of the star map in my hand. I hope it will help you leave the Duckweed Continent in the future."