Chapter 390: Tianyuan ancient tree, wine making

When the whole fruit was squeezed dry, the old drunkard immediately peeled off the tender skin of the fruit, and stuffed the remaining pulp into the jug, without wasting a drop of it.
Around the peel that was discarded on the ground, a few small root tips suddenly appeared, and the peel was rolled back into the soil and disappeared.
Only then did Qin Ming feel that the old tree with a crooked neck that stood upright seemed a bit unusual.
"This is?" Qin Ming's eyes fell on the tree.
The old drunkard also walked towards the big tree behind him.
"This tree has existed on this Lingshan mountain for many years, and it has been with me for decades. It is my old friend."
The old drunkard approached and patted the trunk.
The branches and leaves on it tremble suddenly, as if responding to the old drunkard.
Name: None
Spirit: Tianyuan Ancient Tree
Combat power rating: Tier 6 top grade
Growth potential: seventh-tier top grade
The attribute interface appeared, and it was indeed a fine tree, and it was already a sixth-order high-grade spirit.
The old alcoholic detective handed the jug to the big tree.
A piece of tender green shoots on the big tree suddenly fell, and the tip fell on the mouth of the wine jug.
The clear water droplets are connected into threads, flow out from the end of the shoots, fall into the jug, and quickly merge and interweave with the juice and pulp inside.
Aura gushes out, it looks like boiling steam.
At the same time, the rich and mellow aroma of the wine also wafted out, which surprised Qin Ming.
Soon, a pot of wine was filled.
The old drunkard simply shook it twice, then lifted the jug and took a sip, his complexion suddenly became ruddy.
I can see that this wine is quite powerful.
"Yes, not bad, but a familiar taste."
Drinking wine again, this green bull spirit seemed to be in a very good mood, squinting his eyes and savoring the aroma of the wine in his mouth.
Such a drunken soul fruit can make a pot of wine, and the amount Qin Ming picked was enough for him to drink for a while.
"Senior." Seeing that the old drunkard still had no intention to say, Qin Ming immediately reminded him.
"Well, you are a good little sword grass. Since I have picked so many fruits for me, I will naturally not speak or count. Then, I will you over. There is not only gravity obstructing it, but for you. There are other dangers."
The old drunkard didn't mean to break his promise, and he responded, and even agreed to lead Qin Ming as an escort, and the service was good.
After evolving to his level, the promises are no longer just empty talk, it is related to their mental growth.
Therefore, such high-level creatures on weekdays will not easily make promises that are difficult to fulfill.
"Then it's a good old man." Qin Ming didn't refuse the old drunkard's kindness either.
After all, since the other party has said so, there is probably a great danger near Shenshui, at least people can take him to avoid danger, which couldn't be better.
"It's okay, come with me." After the old drunkard said, he took the hip flask, and leisurely descended the mountain, heading towards the distance.
Qin Ming immediately followed.
"By the way, there should be strong people in your clan, how can they rest assured that you will come out alone." After a while, the old drunkard suddenly asked.
Obviously, he regarded Qin Ming as a junior from the Jiancao group.
"I have been alone since I was a child, and I am used to it." Qin Ming explained briefly.
"Really, if you don't have the protection of the elders, then you must have grown up very hard since you were young." The old drunkard would not have thought that Qin Ming had traveled, and he had only spent dozens of days in another world.
He substituting normal and strange thinking, if Qin Ming has always been alone, and has grown to such a level of strength today, the bumpy experience in it is unimaginable.
This is the case for him himself, all the way from the spirits of the three classes, it took hundreds of years to grow to the powerful spirits of the seventh rank.
He clearly knows how many vicious spirits and greedy monsters there are from the outside world. After all, there are only a few spirits with mild temperaments.
Spirits like them with strong bloodlines and great potential must be more coveted objects in their childhood, so they need to be protected and grown even more.
Otherwise, there is a high probability that it will die and become a luxury nutrition for the rise of a certain spirit.
Qin Ming could only follow the old drunkard's words, unable to tell the truth about the journey.
Simply he had possessed so many spirits, ranging from low to high levels, so when it comes to experience, there are almost no suspicious loopholes.
"I also dealt with your sword grass clan in my early years, and I was particularly impressed with your sword skills." The old drunkard recalled.
"What realm has your swordsmanship reached?"
"Sword Mind." Qin Ming didn't hide it when he heard that the old drunkard seemed to understand it very well.
"It's really amazing, you will definitely be able to become a strong player in the clan in the future." The old drunkard was in a daze when he heard Jian's state of mind, then said with a smile.
Qin Ming didn't care about his modest words.
He hasn't seen other sword grasses of the same clan so far, and he will end this alien journey in a few days, and naturally there will be no intersection.
The so-called strong in the clan does not matter whether it is or not.
Now he is more concerned about the pace of the old drunkard.
It looks like a stroll in a leisurely courtyard, but the speed is not slow at all, one step can reach several meters, or even more than ten meters.
This vision was the first time Qin Ming saw it.
This old drunkard is not only as simple as the seventh-order high-ranking rank. After hundreds of years of tempering, his strength has long been hidden.
Once displayed, I am afraid it will be shocking.
The two passed through the Third Wuya Peak, and did not choose to go up the mountain, but went directly on a detour.
The terrain of the mountains gradually flattened.
If the entire mountain range is compared to a winding dragon, then the first, second, and third Wuya Peak where the old drunkard is located is the location of the dragon's head.
And then there is the dragon body, which is the position where Qin Ming and the two are moving forward.
Jump directly from a slope.
Roar!
Along with the roar of a fierce beast, a large spirit like a Tyrannosaurus rushed out of the forest.
The exploratory ability is displayed, it is a seventh-order middle-grade spirit, although it is impressive, it has not yet reached the seventh-higher grade.
Even if the old drunkard doesn't take action, he still has the capital to fight against.
Yu Guang glanced at the old drunkard standing aside, only to see that he simply flexed his fingers, and his aura spread out like sound waves.
In an instant, it covered that Tyrannosaurus spirit.
Hearing only a buzzing sound, the Tyrannosaurus spirit went into a stiff body immediately after being covered by this sound wave spirit.
The next moment, he fell straight down and hit the ground.
After a long while, the Tyrannosaurus regained consciousness got up from the ground quite strenuously, and there was no shadow of the old drunkard and Qin Ming in his eyes.
Even he was surprised that he was still alive.
After all, at that time, no matter what, they were often caught in a dead end.
After losing the ability to resist this time, it miraculously survived, and it has to be said that it had good luck.