Vol 3 Chapter 2209: Cold spring

"I want to know where the faucet went?"
Qiye took a dry cigarette and knocked it on the table. The old face was full of wrinkles and sighed: "How many years have passed, the person who came to the leader has not broken, but no one has ever found it. It has long been considered It’s just a legend. The little brother shouldn’t take it seriously.

Xiao Chen’s heart moved:
Is there anyone else to look for?

"In the past, I have lost more. When I was young, I saw my grandfather entertained one person. Since then, no one has ever been there. Before, there were people coming and going. They were all disappointed and there was nothing to look for. ""
The seven masters smoked the smoke, spit out a smog, and looked at Xiao Chen through the smoke: "In the impression, the temperament of the man and the little brother is somewhat similar."
Some similar?
Xiao Chen waved his hand and painted a portrait in the air with the power of the real yuan.
Qiye got a portrait and stunned: "It is him, little brother, do you know him? I remember that at the beginning, he was alone, and he was as kind and kind as the little brother. I don't know how it is now."
The characters in the portrait are the descendants of the previous generation!
Since then, Xiao Chen is really sure, this place is the site of Qinglong, there is no accident.
However, the problem of the Seven Lords, Xiao Chen, but it is impossible to answer.
The previous generation of Tianlong was being held in the starry dragon prison, and was tortured by people and people day and night.
"He is very good, very tenacious."
Xiao Chen paused, can only say so.
Qiye laughed and sighed: "Your warrior is good, unlike ordinary people, the qualifications are not good, and there is no way to cultivate. If not, my grandfather can live to the present... but in this wilderness, life is not What a good thing."
In the wilderness, there is almost no Zongmen here to recruit disciples and cultivate disciples.
Once the land is sparsely populated and resources are scarce, the number of aborigines is too small in the northern region.
The Zongmen here are all branches that are directly stationed by major forces. The disciples were transferred from the headquarters and slowly developed.
If Xiao Chen is thoughtful, since the previous generation Tianlong has been here, have there been some clues?
When asked, Qiye had some hard memories: "There is something I can't remember, I am looking for it."
Seven Masters sipped a drink and began to rummage in the old house and search for it.
"found it."
From the old box, Qi Ye turned out a yellow book and patted the dust: "This is my grandfather's diary. Remember that he will be there. Any big things will be written on the book."
Xiao Chen took some solemnly, and his face showed a hint of joy: "Seven Lord, thank you so much, this thing has great use for me."
Qiye smiled and said: "Use it when you are useful. You have helped the village so many days. I don't know how to repay you."
"Politely the Seven Lords. Right, I saw the Seven Lords before, and I want to say something. I seem to have something to say?"
Xiao Chen collected the book and asked softly.
Seven Lord nodded: "There is one thing, I want to ask my brother to help, but the old man really has no feedback, and he can't open his mouth."
Xiao Chen smiled and said: "Seven is really polite, my fate with this place, it is inconvenient to talk to you for the time being. But you can rest assured that there is something directly to open, I am owing you."
Qiye saw Xiao Chen's look sincerely and sighed softly: "Three million miles away, there is a Taoyuan City, there will be a small Taoyuan cocktail every ten years, and there will be a large Taoyuan cocktail party in a hundred years."
Taoyuan City.
Before the city, Xiao Chen walked around and saw it once. It was indeed full of wine and it could be smelled from a hundred miles away.
However, I was rushing to the road, but I did not enter the city.
"You are old, continue to say."
"Well, when I was young, every time I would go to the party with my own good wine. Even if I can't make a lot of money, I can sell a good price and help the village to wear it for years. Years ago, after the ancient wells outside the village dried up, there was basically no good wine."
Xiao Chen heard and said with a smile: "Do you always want to go back to the mountain and participate in this century-old reception? I am also a good wine person. You have any requirements, especially if you mention it."
Qiye sighed: "I am not a whim. The owner of Taoyuan City is a big man. If he can see who brewed the wine at the Centennial Reception, he can promise a request from the brewer. Only one sentence is enough to protect our village. , a hundred years of peace!"
"Although I hope you are embarrassed, I still want to fight this old bone and try it."
Centennial cocktail party!
If Xiao Chen thinks thoughtfully, Qi Ye seems to have been worried about something, there is always a worry between the eyebrows.
It is a pity that the burning wine has already been drunk by him, which is used to stabilize the cultivation and enhance the realm.
As for the millennium fire, there are still half a bottle.
Drop a drop into the Qinglong hip flask and you can turn it into a full bottle to go to the Taoyuan cocktail party.
Before drinking the heart, Xiao Chen felt that the millennium fire was a peerless drink.
After drinking the heart, Xiao Chen had to say that the wines of the world have indeed had a better existence.
The millennium fire, can you get the top spot at the Taoyuan cocktail party, it is hard to say.
"Seven Ye, can you brew this wine?"
Xiao Chen thought about it and took out the wine. Maybe he could brew it himself.
"This is... Dragon wine, burning heart!"
Qi Ye was a little surprised and quickly returned to Xiao Chen: "This wine has been lost for thousands of years. If I brew it to participate in the reception, I am afraid that it will lead to the killing."
There is a play!
Xiao Chen saw it, and he smiled in his heart. He smiled and said: "Seven Lord, this is not anxious, you help me brew it, don't go to the reception, how about myself?"
The seven masters hesitated: "This material, I am afraid I can't get it."
"Nothing, the material is on me, what kind of wine do you want to brew, and I have all the materials."
"Well, but the ancient well outside the village must be restored first, there is no such well water. Your burning heart, and the wine I want to brew, can't succeed."
"I will go and see, it is not good. I will go far and look for alternative well water."
What well water is so important.
With a doubt, Xiao Chen came to an ancient well not far from the village, and the well water had already dried up.
"Sang, what is strange about this well?"
Speaking, Xiao Chen asked.
He didn't have a clue, he could only ask Sang to look at it, and the other side is a master in this respect.
Sang came out of the monument to the gods, looked at the dry well, and looked at the four sides of the terrain, his face changed slightly, scorned: "This is a cold spring, in this wild sea, actually can be born cold spring."
"Cold Yin Spring?"
"It is the land of the yin, the spring of birth. To the land of the yin, the ice is cold and the bones are cold, and it is very cold. It is very difficult to have live water flowing. If there is, it happens to be a fountain because of the terrain, it will be called Hanyinquan. First of all, in this ridiculous sea, it is difficult to find the land to the yin. It is even more difficult to pass the living water, and it is even more difficult to create a fountain due to the terrain."
Thornton said: "The spring water of the cold yin spring is indeed suitable for brewing good wine, it is difficult to find a substitute."
This is a bit of a hassle. It seems that Qi Ye’s words are not empty.
If some wines have written the spring water that requires the cold and yin spring, there is no way to brew it.
"Why is this spring stopped?"
"There are too many reasons. It may be that the water source is broken, or the yin gas is too heavy, and the water flow does not move. It is also possible that the terrain changes and the groundwater flows downstream."
Formerly known as the Fusang Tree, Mulberry knows the topography and springs. His words are basically no doubt.
"It seems that you still have to go down and see." Xiao Chen stared, the deep dry well, whispered.
"Don't go."
Sangla lived in Xiao Chen and did not let him worry.
"what's wrong?"
Xiao Chen is puzzled.
Sang Shen said: "The seven masters are just mortals. They don't know much about Hanyinquan. I suspect that this cold spring is not naturally formed."
"Man-made? It's too exaggerated. Who can transform the terrain so accurately, and even tamper with yin and yang, creating a land of yin."
Xiao Chen heard the words, some did not believe.
Sang whispered: "Although it is somewhat difficult, I have seen all of you. In this wild sea, it is really difficult to give birth to Hanyin Spring. It is really wrong to go on."
Xiao Chen meditated, looked up and looked at the blue dragon in the distance, and looked at the cold spring.
Sang’s words are indeed worth pondering.
The green hills that have broken the faucet, the dry cold springs, if they are linked together, do make people feel a chill.