Chapter 387: Green Bull Drunkard

"Can you let me go?" Huang Guixie couldn't help asking when Qin Ming fell silent.
Qin Ming caught a glimpse of the poisonous resentment flashing in Huang Guixie's eyes, did not say much, and pierced its brain with a sword.
Unfortunately, the information provided did not satisfy him.
After taking away the inner alchemy, he continued towards the top of the mountain.
He wanted to go up to the top of the nearest mountain and take a look, maybe there was a clue to the spirit of the mountain and the water.
After this time of climbing, he is not too far from the nearest peak.
After another half day, the top of the mountain was near.
The waves of gravity made his legs heavier than ever before, and every time he lifted his legs, he tried his best.
The muscles of the whole body are tight, and aura gushes against this force of gravity.
Another solid step, falling on the rocky ground with a dull sound, Qin Ming finally reached the top of a mountain.
The eye is a sea of ​​pink flowers dotted with a few stout old crooked neck trees.
The roots of the tree are coiled and extend in all directions in an intricate manner. The leaves on the tree are also bright red, which is very bright.
The richness of aura here has also reached its peak.
In the white mist, Qin Ming felt a calm breath.
The breath is long and strong.
"Hey, it's surprising that a little baby came here." At this moment, a sound came from the white mist, not hurriedly or slowly, and the tone was like an elderly man.
Qin Ming was able to discover the other party, and the other party would naturally find him the first time.
"Suddenly visit, no intention to offend." Anyway, this place should be the other side's territory, and the strength is unknown, he is always polite.
"Haha, it's interesting. It's your ability to be here. Don't worry, I won't do anything to you." The creature in the white mist seemed to see Qin Ming's care and couldn't help but laugh.
"So, thank you senior first." Qin Ming thought that the other party should not talk nonsense, said.
"Little baby, what do you mean by coming here? Although the environment here is good for practice, it is still too early for you. Staying under such gravity for a long time is not good for your body."
The creature in the white mist was very talkative, and even considered Qin Ming very kindly.
A gust of wind blew by at this time, blowing away some white mist in the air.
Qin Ming also saw a figure lying on an arch-shaped tree root.
After two steps forward, the figure also gradually became clear.
It is indeed the image of an old man, his gray hair is simply combed and tied behind his head, his whole body is dressed in an ancient blue shirt, his hands are on the back of his head, and he is lying on the roots of the tree, obviously contented.
Name: None
Spirit: Hua Qing Niu
Combat power rating: Seventh-tier top grade
Growth potential: eighth-tier top grade
Exploring, the old man in front of him is indeed transformed by spirits, and his body is actually a powerful existence of the seventh rank.
If he remembered correctly, the Cang Jue who took the little fox back then was a family of nine-tailed foxes of the seventh rank.
In other words, the spirit in front of him was of the same rank as Cang Jue.
The existence of this level is not something he can contend with now.
That is to say, this monster has a gentler and friendly temperament, otherwise he might not even have a chance to escape on the top of Lingshan.
"Thank you senior for reminding me, I am here to find something." Qin Ming hesitated in his heart, but couldn't help but speak.
"Oh? What are you looking for?" The old man Green Bull moved his lying body, and looked at Qin Ming's side with a little interest.
"Senior can know the divine water on Lingshan." Qin Ming felt that the other party's existence like this, he probably knew something.
With the passage of time, the possibility of finding him has become increasingly slim.
Just take a risk and see if you can ask something.
Of course, it was also because the old green bull did not show maliciousness that he would ask so bluntly.
If other spirits were greedy or cruel, he would never ask like that.
"Lingshan Shenshui?" The old man Qingniu said in a tone as if he knew something, and was a little surprised that Qin Ming could speak Shenshui.
"There is indeed a spring on this spirit mountain, and it contains a pool of spiritual water that has been silent for many years, but the gravity there is also the largest on the entire mountain, even I can't get the spirit inside. How do you know about water."
Qin Ming said calmly, "I have heard from other spirits in the outside world about the existence of the divine water on the Lingshan Mountain. It is said that it has a magical effect. Those who drink it can break through the realm and refine their souls and advance to the next level.
Naturally, he would not speak about the task, pretending to be hearsay.
The old man Qingniu didn't go deep into this, although he knew that there were not many spirits in Lingshan Spring, but he was not the only one, and the news was not surprising.
At this time, the white mist drifted away again.
Qin Ming saw that the old green bull was holding a wooden jug in his hand, and was looking at the wine pouring in his mouth.
The rich aroma of wine drifted out, and Qin Ming couldn't help swallowing.
He is not a good wine person, but the wine is so fragrant, even if it is a distance away, he can still smell the mellow taste clearly.
It's because he also had the urge to drink two sips.
The green cow old man looked like a full-bodied person, drank the rest of the wine bottle without letting go of the last drop.
After repeatedly confirming that there was no wine in the jug, he put it away with disappointment.
"I don't know the specific effect of that spirit water, but what you have heard is only rumors after all, just believe it in three minutes."
The old man Qingniu said so, obviously when Qin Ming said it by ear.
He is conceited that he can't even get the spiritual water himself, and other spirits have no chance. The so-called spiritual water magical effect is mostly just boasted by others, and he doesn't care about it.
"Senior, can it be convenient for you to tell the whereabouts of the spring?" Qin Ming asked.
"It's okay to ask me to tell you, but now I have finished drinking the wine in my hand, I don't know if I can ask you to go to Wuyafeng to get some more wine." The old man Qingniu placed the empty jug in his hand and said with a smile.
The meaning of a pair of wine.
"..." Qin Ming didn't know what to say, this old drunkard.
Unexpectedly, many spirits have developed hobbies similar to humans.
"Okay." But in order to complete the task, Qin Ming still responded.
At present, only this old drunkard knows the whereabouts of Lingshui, and can understand even if he has a request, after all, for no reason, they have no obligation to tell him.
Walking down from the top of the mountain, Qin Ming looked into the distance, his eyes finally fixed in another shadow outside the white mist.
Wuyafeng is a peak in this mountain range, and on it grows a blue-purple fruit named Zui Li Hun, which is the material that the old drunkard usually uses to make fruit wine.
It’s not too far away from where the old drunkard is, and it doesn’t take much time to go back and forth.