"Good wine. Brother Styx River, your precious wine is really good!”
A few Ancestors of Sorcery drank the wine that Li Mu had brought over. Their eyes sparkled as they praised him repeatedly!
Hearing the praise of the Ancestor of Sorcery, Li Mu smiled. This was the immortal wine brewed by Ancestor Minghe with countless immortal fruits. How could the quality be bad?
"I spent tens of thousands of years to brew this. There's not much of it.”
The Underworld River Li Mu laughed out loud. He waved his hand and took out about ten jars of immortal wine from his storage ring. It seemed that ten jars were not a small amount, but he could not stand the large number of people!
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were all here. Other than the two who had not returned from the fight, the remaining ten were like buckets of water, and they could drink a lot!
Especially Xuan Ming. He drank it in an extremely carefree manner. He drank it in one gulp and did not stop at all!
"Wow, Brother Styx River, I have to say that your wine is better than our Sorcerer Tribe's. You really can't compare!”
Xuan Ming was a drunkard. He was full of praise for the wine that Li Mu drank. He sat beside Li Mu and patted his shoulder.
"Hiss, it's not that I want to say this, but the power of your Ancestral Magus is really too great. Can't you slap it a little harder?”
The Underworld River Li Mu pursed his lips and pretended to look at Xuan Ming with disdain as he said loudly!
"Hahahahaha!"
These words also caused all the Ancestors of Sorcery to laugh out loud. The atmosphere was extremely harmonious!
"Actually, you can also brew this kind of wine!”
Suddenly, the Underworld River Li Mu raised his eyebrows and looked at the Ancestors of Sorcery.
"Hiss? We don't have magic power, so how can we brew such immortal wine? Even if the spiritual energy is abundant, it can't be!”
The words of the Netherworld River Li Mu made many Ancestors of Sorcery curious. The brewing of immortal wine required the Air of Immortal Spirits. Without this cultivation, the wine brewed would definitely not be as good as the wine with the Air of Immortal Spirits!
However, the Ancestral Wizards only cultivated their physical bodies. Where did the Immortal Spirit Qi come from? It could not be used to brew wine at all!
"Sigh, this is so simple. You are all people with great magic power. You can just capture a few monsters and let them help you brew the wine. You don't have to do it yourself. It's just a matter of materials!”
Nether River Li Mu waved his hand and said casually.
These words made the eyes of all the Ancestors of Sorcery light up!
Qiang Liang immediately stood up and said excitedly.
"I'll go catch some monsters and let them help us brew wine. We have so many people, why didn't we think of this method!”
As he said that, Qiang Liang prepared to leave!
Xuan Ming stood up and said,"Let's go, let's go. I'll catch more with you. In the future, we'll have enough wine!”
"Cough cough, why are you in such a hurry? Wine brewing is not something that can be done in a day or two.”
Seeing the two of them like this, Minghe Li Mu felt a little helpless. This Ancestor of Sorcery's personality really did what he thought without any hesitation!
"That's true!" Xuan Ming rolled his eyes and nodded in agreement. He looked at Qiang Liang who was still standing at the side and said in a bad mood,"Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and sit down and drink. It's as if you've never seen wine before! Really!"
Qiang Liang rolled his eyes helplessly. He did not argue with Xuan Ming and could only sit down.
"However, brewing wine requires all kinds of immortal fruits. If it's a fruit with an innate spiritual root, the quality of the wine will be better! When the time comes, you'll still need to collect them!”
Minghe Li Mu took a sip of wine and said with a smile.
"Hahaha, that's easy. We've collected a lot of immortal fruits, fruits with innate spiritual roots, and we use them to eat on a daily basis! Besides, there were countless prehistoric mutants in Buzhou Mountain, and the fruits were inexhaustible!”
Emperor Jiang laughed out loud and said proudly. Besides Fuxi and Goddess Nvywa who had been cultivating, the Wu Tribe was the only one who ruled Buzhou Mountain. They had lived for so many years and had collected a large number of spiritual fruits!
"That's naturally a good thing. Fellow Daoists, you can ask around and find out which clan this expert who makes wine in the Primordial World is from. Just bring him over to help make wine!”
Nether River Li Mu nodded and said lightly.
"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Minghe, you've helped us a lot this time. What do you want? After so many years, our Sorcerer Tribe has plundered countless treasures on Mount Buzhou. We can give you some!”
Emperor Jiang looked at Minghe Li Mu with a smile and said. After the Ancestor of Sorcery treated Minghe Li Mu as a friend, he would naturally not be stingy. He would give whatever he had. Of course, he could forget about the Divine Hall of Pangu!
"Oh? Then I really do have something I want!" Li Mu's eyes lit up. He had been waiting for this sentence!
Communicating with the Ancestral Magus was to be straightforward. There was no need to beat around the bush and provoke others! Therefore, the Netherworld River Li Mu said without hesitation.
"I want a few gourd magic treasures to store wine, but I don't like low-grade gourds with my cultivation level. But I don't know how to refine artifacts, so I haven't been able to find them.”
"About this!" Emperor Jiang frowned when he heard Li Mu's words. He seemed to be in a difficult position. After thinking for a long time, he said,"
"We don't need the magic treasures of cultivators like you. Usually, we throw them into the warehouse. However, we really haven't collected any gourd-type treasures!”
"Do you have any impression of it?" Emperor Jiang looked at the other Ancestors of Sorcery and asked again.
"No!" The Ancestors of Sorcery shook their heads repeatedly. They were not interested in the magical treasures of cultivators because they could not use them. Why would they pay attention to them?
Houtu frowned slightly and said hesitantly.
"There seems to be a rare treasure on Mount Buzhou. It seems to be a gourd, but it hasn't appeared yet!”
"Hiss, is what Fellow Daoist Houtu said true?”
Styx Li Mu was instantly excited. Damn it, this is what I'm looking for! The heavens did not let down a genius. There was finally a clue. Fortunately, he had the foresight to get close to the Sorcerer Tribe!
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