Scientific cultivation of immortality: starting from making a wish

Chapter 135: The Eight Immortals Are Drunk, Planning for the Wine Immortal
After obtaining the Yuntianzhou, Chen Mo’s goal of this trip was basically achieved.

Next, he secretly refined the 5th-grade top-grade spiritual weapon Yun Tianzhou while keeping an eye on the treasures at the auction.

After a while.

True Man Qinghuang solemnly introduced the pot of spiritual wine in his hand.

"The treasure to be auctioned next is a pot of Eight Immortals Drunken Spirit Brew made by the Drunken Immortal of the Chilan Territory."

"The starting price for the Eight Immortals Drunk is 9000 Spirit Stones. Daoists who need it should hurry up and bid."

As soon as True Man Qinghuang finished speaking.

The drunkards who loved wine began to bid.

Suddenly, some people in the field began to whisper.

"What? It's really brewed by the Drunken Immortal."

"It should be. The credibility of things sold by Xianbao Pavilion is still guaranteed."

Hearing the discussions coming from the field, Chen Mo's eyes showed a hint of interest. He knew how precious this pot of Eight Immortals Drunk was.

As soon as his thought came to mind, he turned to look at Han Feng and others and asked.

"Do you know what's going on with this Drunken Immortal?"

Song Yihan and Li Wu shook their heads after hearing this. It was obvious that they, like Chen Mo, had only recently arrived in the Blood Underworld and did not know about the Drunken Immortal.

Only Han Feng nodded.

He said softly, "I have heard a little bit about this Zui Xianren. I heard that he is a famous wandering immortal in the Chilan Region."

"It is said that this immortal's whereabouts are erratic and he has no fixed place to stay, but he is particularly crazy about wine. He has devoted his entire life to the research and development of spiritual wine. Whenever he brews new spiritual wine, he will invite some true immortals to taste it. Therefore, the Drunken Immortal is also known as the Wine Immortal."

"Legend has it that once, the Drunken Immortal brewed a magical wine that made eight True Immortals drunk at once."

“This wine is therefore named Eight Immortals Drunk.”

At this point, Han Feng pointed to the pot of spirit wine on the table and analyzed.

"The pot of Eight Immortals Drunk on the stage is definitely not the original brew of Eight Immortals Drunk. If it is the original brew, it would be a fairy brew worth millions of spirit stones."

"It should be the spirit wine that has been diluted countless times."

"Tsk, tsk."

“But it’s also good wine.”

After saying this, he couldn't help but pursed his lips and sighed greedily.

After listening to Han Feng's explanation, Chen Mo came up with another idea in his mind.

"Sanxian is good."

"What Blue Star lacks is this kind of high-end combat power that can be won over."

"If I can bring Drunken Immortal with me to the battle with Linghai Sect, wouldn't the Blue Star human race have another trump card?"

With a thought, Chen Mo shouted directly to Master Qinghuang on the stage.

"Eight Immortals Drunk, I want 18000 Spiritual Stones."

When he heard Chen Mo's offer, Master Qinghuang's eyes lit up.

"It's this guy again, not bad."

"No. 5927, 18000 Spiritual Stones, first time."

"Is there any fellow Taoist who can offer a higher price?"

"18000 Spiritual Stones for the second time."

"18000 Spiritual Stones for the third time."

"Congratulations to fellow Taoist No. 5927 for successfully bidding for the Immortal Drunken Master's Eight Immortals Drunken Spirit Wine."

Seeing that no one offered a higher price, Master Qinghuang finally made the final decision.

The fact that Chen Mo was able to win the Eight Immortals Drunk so easily this time was actually because he had taken advantage of Chen Mo's previous aggressive moves, and few people wanted to compete with Chen Mo.

Another important reason is that no one can grasp how many times the Eight Immortals Drunk has been diluted.

I was afraid that I would be cheated by spending a high price on a pot of ordinary spirit wine that had been diluted many times. Instead of doing this, everyone might as well save some spirit stones to compete for other treasures that they prefer.

Soon, the pot of Eight Immortals Drunk was handed to Chen Mo by the waiter of Xianbao Pavilion.

Han Feng and the other two nearby were no longer surprised by Chen Mo's arrogance.

Chen Mo took the wine jug, pulled out the cork, leaned close to the mouth of the jug and took a sip. There was indeed a refreshing aroma of wine wafting into his nose, which made Han Feng, who was standing next to him, salivate with greed.

Chen Mo joked about this.

"Teacher Han, I didn't realize you're such a good drinker."

"Don't worry. When we return to Xuanhuang City, I will definitely let you taste this wine."

Han Feng could only smile awkwardly at this.

After Chen Mo finished speaking, he plugged the kettle back in place, his eyes flickering.

"Make a wish. I want to know how to find the Drunken Immortal and get his help in the near future."

This world information is being analyzed, wishes are being analyzed
Way 8: Five months later, Zuixianren will appear at Longxue Peak in Chilan Domain and stay there for three months to refine spirit wine. If you find a material for rank spirit wine for Zuixianren within three months, you will get a full-strength attack from him.

Way 8: One year later, Zuixianren failed in his attempt to refine the 8th rank resurrection wine in Bixiao Mountain because the existing secret recipe for making the wine was not of a high enough grade. By upgrading the secret recipe for Zuixianren to make the th rank resurrection wine, you can gain Zuixianren's life-long friendship and let him do his utmost for you.

Way 3: Three years later, the Drunken Immortal will refine the Yin-Yang Wedding Wine in the Zhenyang Cave. This wine can arouse extreme lust in people. If you can help him taste the wine without dying, he will have to use his full strength once.

As lines of handwriting appeared in Chen Mo's mind, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Not bad."

"You can try all three methods. Of course, the best method is method two, which is to establish a life-or-death friendship with the Drunken Immortal."

After reading the three paths, Chen Mo had a plan in mind.

His confidence in dealing with Linghai Sect is growing.

Previously, he had received favors from Ling Xiefeng and Kushan Qiaofu, two great near-immortals. If he could get help from Zuixianren, a true immortal, and add in the words of Old Zhu, then Blue Star would definitely be able to completely crush Linghai Sect in terms of high-level combat power.

However, Chen Mo knew very well in his heart that these were external forces. The best confidence was to improve his own strength and possess immortal-level combat power, which would be the best protection for himself.

"Don't be in a hurry, take your time."

“It’s developing steadily and rapidly.”

"After returning, I will use the resources in my hands to advance to the Golden Core Realm first, and then seek the friendship of the Drunken Immortal."

"Before the war starts, I will break through to the Nascent Soul, Spiritualization, or even Refining Ruins realm as much as possible."

Many thoughts flashed through Chen Mo's mind, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

Time passes slowly.

By the afternoon of the next day, the Piaomiao City auction held by Xianbao Pavilion finally ended.

Later, Chen Mo also bid for several spiritual objects that could help in his cultivation.

However, because this auction was only aimed at low- and middle-level cultivators, no treasures that were too extraordinary appeared.

But Chen Mo's multiple bids during the two-day auction eventually attracted the secret attention of many people.

After leaving the auction site in Piaomiao City, Chen Mo instantly noticed that many divine thoughts were locking on him.

After a while, six or seven figures appeared darkly behind them.

At this time, it was obvious that Han Feng and the others also noticed the changes behind them.

"Chen Mo, how about we take shelter in Xianbao Pavilion for a while?"

Han Feng glanced behind him carefully and said with some concern.

Hearing this, Chen Mo shook his head calmly.

"No need."

"As long as these guys who hide their heads and show their tails catch up with us, they will all die."

Chen Mo's voice was sonorous and firm.

(End of this chapter)