"Sir, this, this…"
The crippled Daoist didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He simply didn't know what to say.
Ye Yuan actually used this poisonous creature to make wine?
This was definitely a choice that left him dumbfounded.
"Taoist priest, don't be surprised. I'm just taking revenge on this little thing.”
Ye Yuan shook the gourd and said with a smile.
"Daoist Priest, you must have seen it as well. This poisonous creature has its eyes on me and wants to burrow into my body…It is so vicious, how can I let it go so easily? Let it soak here first.”
As Ye Yuan had said, the poisonous insects soaked in the wine obviously felt at a loss.
The thin and dense legs of the insect started to move as if it wanted to struggle. However, the more it struggled, the more it could not float up. It could only soak in the middle.
Not long after, the poisonous insect could not hold it in anymore. It opened its mouth and swallowed a lot of wine before choking it out again.
Following that, he spat out a black gas.
Although there was not much black gas, it contaminated the wine in an instant, and the entire gourd became pitch-black.
The poisonous insect was dizzy, as if it was drunk. It kept burping and spitting out more and more black gas.
He did not know why, but as the black gas was injected, the smell of alcohol became much stronger.
Feeling the burning aura of the wine, the crippled Taoist was a little stunned.
"Can this poison really be used to make wine?”
Ye Yuan was also a little surprised and asked eagerly.
"Who dares to drink the wine brewed by this guy? Do you want to try?"
The crippled Daoist shuddered and shook his head hurriedly.
Ye Yuan stuffed the gourd regretfully.
He didn't dare to test it out easily. After all, this poison was indeed a little scary and difficult to deal with.
Rather than saying that Ye Yuan destroyed it, it was better to say that it buried itself.
When she first saw Ye Yuan, perhaps she sensed Ye Yuan's special physique and jumped up and down, releasing her greedy emotions.
It was also because of this that Ye Yuan noticed it.
If it had been able to calm down a little, perhaps this calamity would not have happened at all.
From this, it could be seen that although poisonous creatures had intelligence, they were still driven by instinct.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone crazy and wanted to jump out when he smelled Ye Yuan's blood.
For the sake of safety, Ye Yuan did not dare to place the wine gourd randomly. He simply hung it on his waist and then continued to talk to the crippled Daoist.
After the previous foreshadowing, the crippled Daoist no longer had any doubts in his heart. Basically, he would answer whatever Ye Yuan asked.
After chatting for a long time, he discovered something very strange.
Ye Yuan seemed to be a little closed off.
This kind of blockage referred to the lack of basic knowledge in the cultivation world.
There were many things that even Du Ning 'er knew, but Ye Yuan actually knew nothing about them.
Moreover, when he mentioned it, Ye Yuan, who was listening to it, showed an interested expression.
This confused the crippled Daoist.
Ye Yuan was such an amazing expert, how could he not even know these basic common sense?
One had to know that this person was definitely not ignorant. Not to mention the "theory of demon immortals" that he had previously said to the white snake, even when they were talking, Ye Yuan could always show his wisdom.
Regarding the world, history, and many famous figures, as long as he introduced them, Ye Yuan could give a judgment.
His perspective was very special. Sometimes, he fell into deep thought and felt that he had learned something.
How could such a person be ignorant?
If he hadn't seen the world, how could he always give accurate and sharp answers?
Of course, he did not know that the person in front of him was born in an era of information explosion. He was a transmigrator who was familiar with ancient culture, history, and myths. It was not difficult for Ye Yuan to talk about it on paper.
However, it was precisely because he did not know that the crippled Daoist felt that Ye Yuan was a little conflicted. After answering a question, he took the initiative to speak and carefully probed.
"Sir, are you tired of the disputes between cultivators now that you live in seclusion in Little Ning County? Or is it purely to comprehend the mortal world?"
Ye Yuan was stunned and answered truthfully.
"I didn't live in seclusion here. I just came here by chance and fell in love with this place, so I settled down here.”
Although Little Ning County wasn't prosperous, Ye Yuan liked this kind of place with a richer market atmosphere.
The neighbors were all very friendly. He had completely integrated into this place and vaguely treated this place as his home.
He did not intend to be like the other cultivators, leaving the mortal world and meditating in the empty mountains. He preferred such a lively environment.
"Such a casual personality is rare, but when it comes to Mister, I feel that it should be like this.”
The crippled Daoist sighed with emotion. He felt that Ye Yuan was really a treasure-like figure who was emitting a strange light all the time. However, after sighing with emotion, the topic changed.
"I would like to boldly ask you, sir, where did you go before you settled down in Little Ning County? It's impossible for a person like you not to have a reputation in the cultivation world, right?”
The lame Daoist's question was reasonable and bold.
Du Ning 'er, who was pouring wine for the two of them, also revealed a listening expression.
They were really curious about Ye Yuan's past.
This Mr. Ye was unbelievably powerful, and he was also unbelievably mysterious. They were from Danxia Mountain, so why had they never heard of such a person in the cultivation world?
"Before I settled down in Ning County…"
A smile slowly appeared on Ye Yuan's face.
Because he thought of his previous life.
That was a really difficult era to define.
Most humans had already gotten rid of the problem of hunger. Other than material things, they had more spiritual pursuits.
Games, studies, exams, work, garage, marriage…
When he thought about it, it was still vivid in his mind, but in the blink of an eye, it felt extremely far away.
That was a past that could no longer be reached.
Ye Yuan closed his eyes and muttered.
" It's impossible for you to have heard of my name. My past is something you can't imagine. There's no Qian Kingdom, no Danxia Mountain, and nothing you know…"
The crippled Daoist looked at Ye Yuan's slowly opening eyes.
He felt as if the reflection of a world had appeared in his eyes, making him feel extremely unfamiliar and…shocked!
"No Qian Country? The Qian Country had been established for 860 years.”
"There's no Danxia Mountain? Danxia Mountain was built three thousand years ago."
"Nothing I know? I've read all the ancient books, and it's not an exaggeration to say that I'm knowledgeable. I've even heard of many things that happened ten thousand years ago…If it's something that I don't know at all, then what era did it happen in?”
Many thoughts flashed through the crippled Daoist's mind. At this moment, he suddenly recalled what the Shing Wong of Xiao Ning County had said to him.
" Mr. Ye is very knowledgeable and knows a lot of ancient things. However, he doesn't seem to understand some of the basic knowledge of today..."
Hiss!
He couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air as his heart trembled violently.
"How long ago was this person?”
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