Although the Qin Yaozun in front of him was a friend of all the palace masters and the fawning object of the large clans, he did not show any arrogance when facing ordinary monks like them, which made the casual cultivators feel grateful.

He was even more determined in his heart that he would try his best in the Climbing Heaven Society to live up to the care of Qin Cheng and Palace Master Yan.

After toasting with a glass of wine, these casual cultivators also knew that Qin Chenggui had many people and did not dare to disturb him, so they quickly dispersed.

Finally having a moment of peace, Qin Cheng was about to find an opportunity to slip away when he suddenly caught sight of Taoist Duobao in the corner of the hall, drinking spiritual wine and nibbling various spiritual fruits.

The exaggerated eating method made the surrounding monks look disgusted, and several female monks even shook their heads and walked away.

"I asked you, boy, do you have any potential?"

Qin Cheng walked over and sat speechlessly opposite Duobao who was devouring Duobao.

"Come on, if you hadn't been stared at by everyone, you would have eaten more ferociously than me. As a friend, I recommend you to try this spiritual fruit. As long as you eat thirty pieces, it is as good as a drop of spiritual liquid."

Taoist Duobao touched the corner of his mouth, first glanced sideways at Qin Cheng, and then threw a bunch of spiritual fruits to Qin Cheng.

"Damn it, thirty pills are only one drop of spiritual fluid, are you okay with that?"

"If you don't eat it, you won't occupy it, you bastard. A drop of spiritual fluid is also a precious nourishment, you know?" Duobao said disdainfully.

Qin Cheng was speechless and picked up the wine bottle again.

"Did you drink all that wine too?"

"I drank it all long ago. Although the spirit wine is good, its nourishing effect is not good. Of course, the spirit wine now is also garbage." Taoist Duobao said.

"You need nourishment so much. Were you injured before?" Qin Cheng raised his eyebrows.

This guy nourishes and restores his health one bite at a time, and seems to value this very much.

"Check my details?"

Taoist Duobao hummed.

"But it doesn't hurt to tell you. I did use some secret techniques. After all, dozens of bird monks are chasing me. How can I fight back if I don't use any means."

"Didn't I give you five bottles of Immortal Pond Spiritual Liquid?" Qin Cheng said.

"That thing is generally good at healing wounds, but you know the backlash of the secret technique. It only hurts my Taoist base, so it's not that easy to have an effect."

"By the way, you are the Medicine Lord. Do you have any elixir that can cure my Taoist backlash? Don't worry, I will never treat you badly if you can help me." Taoist Duobao rolled his eyes and said.

"Okay, you can stretch out your hand and I'll check it first to confirm the type of injury you have," Qin Cheng said.

"That won't work. Not all of my Taoist secrets are known to you." Duobao shook his head.

"Is there an all-powerful elixir that can cure any damage to the Dao base?"

"You're dreaming, I've never heard of this kind of elixir." Qin Cheng was speechless again.

But at the same time, a thought flashed through his mind.

"But in your case, I do have a solution."

"What can I do?"

"Don't say I don't take care of you. Try this spiritual wine."

Turning his palm, a wine jar appeared in his hand, and then Qin Cheng poured a glass directly for Taoist Duobao.

"Tch, why did I think that spiritual wine could heal wounds? You're bluffing me."

Taoist Duobao didn't believe it, curled his lips, grabbed it and drank it.

After taking a sip, Duobao's eyes almost popped out.

His body trembled, as if his tail had been stepped on, and he jumped up, reaching out to grab Qin Cheng.

"Qin Cheng, don't you have this stuff yet? Give me some quickly."

In fact, before, Taoist Duobao just asked casually.

After all, although Qin Cheng is a medicine master, if Daoji is injured, it will be difficult to heal, and there are even fewer elixirs that can work.

In addition, Taoist Duobao was unwilling to expose his injuries, so he didn't expect Qin Cheng to help at all.

Unexpectedly, Qincheng's spiritual wine could actually work.

"Take your paws off!"

Qin Cheng's face turned dark and he backed away abruptly.

This bastard just finished touching all kinds of food with his hands and rubbed it on me?

"Hey, I'm sorry for getting excited." Taoist Duobao coughed lightly.

"Qincheng, this spirit wine isn't cheap. You set a price and I'll buy it."

"Does it work for you?"

"Of course, it's very useful." Taoist Duobao said excitedly.

Qin Cheng nodded.

What I just took out was naturally the Silver Dragon Spirit Wine.

It seems that just as I guessed, this Silver Dragon Spirit Wine not only has an effect on the backlash of Wushuang Jue, but also has an effect on the damage to the Dao foundation caused by other secret techniques.

"I can give you this jar of wine, but I'm not short of spiritual stones, so you have to bring something in return."

"Yes, but you also know that your wine does have an effect, but the effect is not very outstanding." Taoist Duobao lowered the price.

"Don't worry, I won't ask for more from you. The black robe you lent me before belongs to me, no problem." Qin Cheng said.

"No problem, what next."

"Find me thirty or fifty more of these black robes, and if there is anything more advanced than this, give me one."

"Brother, this black robe can shield the spiritual consciousness of the monks in the second decline. It is difficult for the monks in the third decline to see their true appearance. This is a thing of the ancient demon sect. Do you think it is cabbage?" Taoist Duobao said with a dark look on his face.

For thirty or fifty items, are you going to organize a group of monks to do bad things?

"I can give you a few more, and one with a slightly higher quality, but your spiritual wine is not worth so much." Taoist Duobao said.

"I can give you two more altars, but it will take some time." Qin Cheng said.

"Why?"

"Because it hasn't happened yet."

"You mean, you brewed this spiritual wine yourself?"

Seeing Qin Cheng nodding in acquiescence, Taoist Duobao was shocked.

Such a magical spiritual wine was actually developed by Qin Cheng himself?

This kid still has this ability!

"Will the brewer sell it? I can produce a fourth-grade immortal weapon."

"roll!"

After finishing the transaction with Duobao, Qin Cheng threw several black robes into the storage bag.

Although Duobao had already coveted a black robe from Duobao, and Duobao had no intention of getting it, after all, it was agreed to be borrowed, so I felt a little uncomfortable using it.

And now that I have several pieces, it is very suitable whether it is damaged and replaced in the future, or whether I take a few monks to do some damage together.

Next, Qin Cheng pretended to be drunk and said goodbye to Yan Wangshu, Song Muyun and others.

Knowing that Qin Cheng didn't like this kind of occasion, no one forced him to stay.

However, Zhang Jingxiu and Chu Ting were also arranged to be sent to Qincheng.

Qin Cheng's residence in this valley is not far behind the main hall, on a low mountain.

Accompanied by Chu Ting and others, they walked along the stone path. After walking for a while, they left the palace and the surrounding area gradually became green.

There are luxuriant trees and flowers, but it is also quiet and comfortable.

After walking for a while, a faint cold air drifted out from the front.

Qin Cheng suddenly stopped.

Looking up, under the silver moon and in the spiritual mist, a beautiful figure was dancing with a long sword in hand.
Chapter completed!