As the rays of light flashed before his eyes, Qi Yuan instantly arrived at a spacious place with an unfamiliar environment and a lively atmosphere.

Looking over there, there were already more than forty Jindan monks gathered in the field. They were gathered in twos and threes, and from the noisy conversations, it could be known that they were discussing the prices of the relevant treasures.

Because it was a temporary trade fair, there were no stalls or anything like that.

Qi Yuan glanced at the cultivators in the field, then turned his gaze to other places. He roughly estimated that this place covered an area of ​​about a hundred feet. There were hundreds of moonstones inlaid in the stone wall above his head for lighting. There were also several passages carved out on the surrounding walls. It was unknown where they extended to, but there were mostly thick mountain walls.

He guessed in his heart that he was in the belly of the mountain. Someone hollowed out a mountain and then set up a formation to turn it into a secret place.

This move is not particularly eye-catching, and the scale and formation are both average.

In addition, there were many luxurious tables and chairs placed in the venue, and more than a dozen beautiful maids were serving tea to a group of cultivators in the God Transformation Stage.

Qi Yuan thought that the purpose of this trip was to learn the secret of concealing his breath, so he moved slightly and moved among the group of monks, listening to their conversation.

"This is the winemaking recipe that Master Mo Jianli gave to my mentor. Drinking it regularly can nourish the vitality of the internal organs, consolidate the magic power and prevent it from leaking out, and has many other benefits. The effect is quite amazing. If fellow Taoists want to get the recipe for the Immortal Leaf Wine, take out the same treasure as the Black Armor Sand to exchange it."

Mo Jianli, fairy leaf wine?
Doesn't it require the juice from the sacred tree of the Wood Clan to be brewed?

Besides, this Immortal Leaf Wine itself is a product of the Wood Clan. It takes a hundred years to brew only a hundred bottles, which is equivalent to one bottle per year...

Although Mo Jianli's fighting skills are not good, he knows a little bit about everything. It should not be difficult for him to crack the recipe of the Wood Clan's Fairy Leaf Wine.

When Qi Yuan heard the old man's words, he immediately took the initiative to move over and get closer to the small circle.

The four Jindan monks gathered together. The one who spoke just now was an old man with a truffle nose. On his palm was a special piece of paper, which emitted an orange-yellow light, hiding all the words on it.

"Hmm? Brother Xi, you are not afraid of getting your tongue stuck when you brag. How can Lord Mo's wine-making recipe be obtained so easily?" A middle-aged man in a scarlet coat said half-doubtfully.

At this time, a hunchbacked old man next to him said weakly, "Fellow Daoist Xi's master is a registered disciple of Master Mo, so it is not surprising that he can come up with the recipe for Immortal Leaf Wine."

"I see. My apologies..." the middle-aged man bowed with a slightly changed expression.

The rosacea old man's originally unhappy eyes turned back to normal after he heard the other party give in.

"I heard that Fairy Leaf Wine is the treasure of the Wood Clan, and the rare spiritual medicines required are definitely not something we can afford. In this case, what's the point of exchanging it?" The middle-aged woman said with a smile.

The old man with rosacea looked a little embarrassed and said, "My master has naturally simplified the recipe for the sake of inheritance, so you don't have to worry. I can guarantee that the core effect of the recipe is still preserved. Once you brew the simplified fairy leaf wine, the effect will definitely not disappoint you."

"Not to mention other elixirs, can we find a substitute for the juice of the sacred tree of the Wood Clan?" the middle-aged woman asked again.

The old man with the truffle nose was speechless for a moment and couldn't respond.

The other two saw it and immediately lost interest in it. They had never seen the sacred tree of the Wood Clan, but they had heard of it. It was a spiritual object that was impossible to obtain.

"Did this wine-making recipe really come from Lord Mo?" Qi Yuan listened carefully and interrupted appropriately.

The old man with the trough nose noticed that someone was interested, and his face became lively again. He said, "Your face is unfamiliar, so you probably don't know the details. My master has been with Master Mo for a thousand years. Everyone in the Third Realm knows him. How dare I ruin Master Mo's reputation?"

"That's true, and the recipe may be true, but the elixir needed is indeed impossible to buy. Please think twice, fellow Taoist." The middle-aged woman immediately said kindly when she saw a handsome and tall monk approaching.

The old man with the trough nose heard this, his expression darkened, and he said in a serious tone: "Madam Mu, if you have nothing to do, you can shut up. No one will think you are dumb."

Then he ignored the woman's ugly expression, turned to Qi Yuan, and said, "If you are interested, let's sit down and talk in detail."

"There's no need to be so troublesome. As long as it's really improved through the recipe of Fairy Leaf Wine, I'll be quite interested in it." Qi Yuan said with a hint of admiration on his face.

The old man with the trough nose had a twinkle in his eyes and laughed, "Haha, I understand. You worship the might of Lord Mo, so you want to collect everything about him."

After all, Mo Jianli is the only Mahayana cultivator in the human race at the moment, and it is only natural that he is respected by cultivators in the third realm.

Among them, there are many cultivators who, in order to please Mo Jianli, deliberately collect spiritual objects related to him in order to win his favor.

Qi Yuan smiled and changed the subject, saying, "Are you willing to exchange a Tibetan Mist Lotus for the recipe?"

"The price is fair, I will naturally help him." The old man with the truffle nose thought, it is a rare opportunity to meet a buyer, how can I keep waiting for the deal?

Qi Yuan took out a valuable wooden box smoothly and handed it over.

The old man with the trough nose calmly took the wooden box and examined it. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration came to him. He then put it in his pocket with a satisfied expression and handed over the simple recipe of Fairy Leaf Wine.

No matter how much this recipe is improved, its core elixir cannot be moved at all, so it is just a piece of waste paper to him.

The Tibetan Mist Lotus elixir had some unique spiritual power, which was just right for refining by a Divine Transformation cultivator. It could be said that he had made a fortune.

Qi Yuan spread out his right palm, holding a special piece of paper. He secretly activated his magic power, and colorful rays of light pierced through the orange-yellow light, leaving a tiny gap. He immersed his spiritual consciousness in a rough search.

Based on his limited experience in alchemy, he believed that there was no major problem with the proportion of the elixir, and the effect was indeed the same as the old man with the nasal nose had said.

I didn't expect to get a simplified recipe for Fairy Leaf Wine at the treasure trade fair today. This spiritual wine is a drink for Mahayana cultivators. No matter how much effort is put into modifying it, its effect is still much more amazing than that of spiritual objects of the same level.

Isn’t it the juice of the sacred tree of the Wood Clan?
There just happened to be a sacred black spirit tree of the Wood Clan in his small world, so he could have as much juice as he wanted. (End of this chapter)