"A gourd wine may be a little more expensive for five thousand yuan, but I should have seen it. Whether it is purity, color, or mellow, it is not my bragging, it is definitely the best in the heavens." Shang Tianji praised the spirit wine to the sky, and his mouth was full of the train road.

"It is not only the color, but also the taste is unique in all heavens. After drinking a sip of spiritual wine, it is an unparalleled enjoyment. If you have a high understanding, you often have some insights in life. Drinking my spiritual wine, although you drink wine, you can taste it in life."

"And I think with your cultivation level, is the level of spiritual wine at the sage level or the king level? The effect should be the same for you. The most important thing for you to drink is to have fun. You can taste my wine first and see if they are worth the price of 5,000 king coins."

After the words came, Shang Tianji waved his hand and dozens of porcelain bowls appeared out of thin air. The spiritual wine suspended in the air was divided into dozens of small balls, which fell into the bowl and were sent to the monks who came to the heavens.

"Haha, what you drink is wine, but what you taste is life. This sentence simply expresses the voice of our people who love wine. Just based on your words, no matter how your spiritual wine tastes, I am willing to give you five thousand king coins in your hand."

Some monk laughed and picked up the porcelain bowl and drank the wine in the bowl in one go. The other monks also wanted to try whether the spiritual wine that Shang Tianji brought out was really as good as he said. They also picked up the porcelain bowl and drank the wine.

"Hiss, what kind of wine is this? How come it is so spicy? How can I feel like blood is burning."

"Although this wine has no effect on my cultivation, its taste is indeed a masterpiece of all heavens. Even the spiritual wine in the Immortal Wine Pavilion is not as good as it is. It is indeed worth the price of 5,000 yuan per gourmet."

"Well, this wine is good, but why didn't I realize what kind of life in it? Could it be that my understanding is not good? No, what I understand is not life, but the great way."

Many monks drank a mouthful of spiritual wine, and their eyes showed satisfaction. When they wanted to drink it, they found that the bowl was empty.

"Everyone, how does my spiritual wine taste? It should be worth 5,000 yuan a king coin." Shang Tianji and many monks were still satisfied with the reactions and spoke with a smile.

"Standkeeper, your spiritual wine is amazing. I didn't say anything. I'll give me a hundred gourds first. As for the types of spiritual wine, you need each type, and you can just take each quantity." Some people took out a push of the king's coins from their bodies and said with a bold look on their faces.

"No problem." Shang Tianji likes this kind of monk who doesn't drag it out and just pays money. He waved his hand and put away the coins. He took out a hundred gourd wine. Multiplying one hundred gourds by five thousand, that's 500,000, and it's a king coin. As soon as it opened, there were 500,000 king coins in the account. It was not so fast that he grabbed money.

If there is the first place, there is the second place.

Many people took action, and the least they wanted was ten gourds, and the most needed monks, with a wave of their hands, took out the heavenly coins like a hill, and directly asked for 50,000 gourds, which gave Shang Tianji the urge to go up and hug his thighs directly.

"Stand owner, the spiritual wine on your stall tastes very delicious. In terms of taste, it is indeed a great success in all heavens, but the level is a little lower." A monk took the spiritual wine, took a few sips, and spoke.

"In the inheritance of my lineage, the most important thing in brewing wine is the taste, and it focuses on the experience of the wine lovers with spiritual wine. Therefore, my lineage focuses on the mellow fragrance of spiritual wine, and its effect on improving cultivation is secondly. The various spiritual wines brewed according to the secret techniques of my lineage will not be much higher." Shang Tianji said nonsense.

"In the eyes of my ancestor, drinking is satisfying and enjoyable. If you ignore its own function for the sake of the effect of spiritual wine, it will put the cart before the horse, which is simply a blasphemy to wine."

"Of course, if you want to improve your cultivation, as long as you can afford the price, whether it is rare imperial wine or other higher-level spiritual wine, I can brew it for you, but that is not the secret method of my lineage, and the spiritual wine that was brewed in the end was crying and astringent."

"It's bitter and astringent, so why should I drink wine? I might as well take pills." The monk couldn't resist the temptation of the fragrance of the wine, and took another sip.

"Everyone has drunk my spiritual wine, so why don't you get a little more? After all, there is only my family among the heavens, and there is no other branch. Maybe I will leave Langya Xing City at any time and miss this village, but there will be no store."

Shang Tianji saw that many monks bought spiritual wine, and only drank, no longer bought it, and had no intention of leaving. He blocked the sight of the customers coming from behind and spoke.

"Well, why did my emperor's stomach hurt suddenly? Could it be that he had drunk too much Lingjiu and started to have a stomachache? No, I have to go to a thatched cottage?"

"Can you have to be a good person? When you practice to the same level as you, you told me that your stomach hurts. Oh, it's not good. After hearing what you said, I also have the urge to go to the cottage. If I can't stand it, I will quit first."

"Everyone, I've left too. After drinking the stall owner's wine, I seem to have some insights. I have to go and close my door first."

Shang Tianji didn't say that he wanted to buy spiritual wine, but when he said that he wanted to buy spiritual wine, many monks who were drinking directly scattered and scattered like birds and beasts.

Although they have some wealth, they can't stand the wine of Shang Tianji Five Thousand Kings, and it is wine that has no use for their practice. Even if they are all arrogant and in a certain area of ​​the heavens, they are all a bit painful.

Although they are good wine, the most important thing for monks is to practice. For the sake of verbal desire, it doesn’t matter if they take out some coins to buy spiritual wine. However, the spiritual wine they bought before is already their limit. If they buy it again, it would be irrational.

"Boy, I'll give me a gourd if you have any good wine." A very sloppy, unkempt face seemed to come out of a beggar's nest, holding a black piece of black in one hand, with a palm-sized gourd bamboo stick tied on it, and a fragrant chicken leg in the other hand. Through the stall, Shang Tianji was an old man who could smell the smell of wine on his body. After many monks left, he walked up and shouted.

"This stall of spiritual wine, regardless of the level, is about five thousand king coins and one gourd. I don't know which kind you always want." Although the old man's appearance is not very good, the visitor is a guest, and Shang Tianji will not neglect it.

Moreover, each of the existences that can enter the Xingshi City is not a simple product, and some people dare to underestimate them. In the end, they may not even know how to die. In Shang Tianji's mind, the same is true for the sloppy old man.

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