Chapter 451: Longevity: My Farming-Style Cultivation Is Too Steady Chapter 451 She's Here!

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

After about an hour, someone really did deliver spirit beast milk.

Among them, the low-end version of century spirit horse milk given for Tianma Milk Wine totaled 1000 jin.

As for other materials, such as yeast, wild honey, and thin spicy grass, Xu Zhangqing had to buy them himself; fortunately, none were expensive.

As for the spirit beast milk he needed, Zhao Mo was especially attentive.

There were two types in total, 500 jin of each.

The first was ice-attribute scale horse milk.

The second was water-attribute horned deer milk.

Both contained extremely faint Dragon Bloodline, so the price was not cheap.

Perhaps to better cooperate, or to draw closer.

This time Zhao Mo didn't take a single spirit stone, equivalent to giving them away for free.

Xu Zhangqing was quite moved, took out a Communication Talisman and handed it to the milk deliverer: "I left in a hurry just now and forgot to leave this thing; help me give it to him."

The male Disciple from Ling Beast Valley who delivered the milk nodded excitedly: "Yes, Senior Brother Xu!"

Afterward, he turned and left.

Xu Zhangqing looked at the various spirit beast milks before him, and his thoughts became active.

The little Dragon had not been born yet, so there was no rush to feed it.

First try brewing Tianma Milk Wine and see how the effect is.

This time Lin An was not at home; he had run to the Loose Cultivator Market in Dongqing City to have fun.

Therefore, he had to make a trip to Flower Sea Market himself to look for low-end version related materials.

This round trip took nearly an hour.

Fortunately, the Immortal Sect lived up to being an Immortal Sect.

Various materials were all complete, and the more the quantity, the cheaper.

For convenience, Xu Zhangqing bought a large pile at once, all temporarily stored in the Lightly Vitality Gourd.

Actually, the Fangcun Ring could also be used, and its internal space was even larger.

Pity, the situation inside was more complicated.

Even with only the lowest resource supply, the Reverse Pulse Dragon Transformation Spirit Insect Mother would still lay an Egg Sac every so often, hatching insects, so it was not good for storage.

If truly put inside, it might very likely not "live" past the next day.

Many things could only be squeezed into the Lightly Vitality Gourd.

Waiting for an opportunity, Xu Zhangqing planned to put the Reverse Pulse Dragon Transformation Spirit Insect Mother and other insects all at once into his Personal Space to breed them.

Thus he could free up the space of the Fangcun Ring.

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West Wing, Brewing Area.

Here the space was large, relatively quiet.

Already filled with storage items for holding wine water, specially refined ones at that.

This way not only was the space larger, but more wine water could be stored.

Now, High-quality Spirit Rice Wine was still 3000 jin, unchanged.

As for Top-grade Spirit Rice Wine and Top-grade Yellow Rice Wine, output was lower than the other.

No way, one person only had so much energy.

Xu Zhangqing pondered: "Looks like I need to refine some puppets specially to help brew wine; relying on myself alone is insufficient."

Fortunately, as long as one mastered the specific steps, process, and proportions, one could repeat brewing.

Even if handed to puppets, there was no need to worry about problems.

Know that his Puppetry skill had now reached the peak of perfection.

Soon, he entered the quiet room specially for brewing wine, then took out the low-end version materials for this brewing.

Century Spirit Horse Milk 200 jin

Yeast 10 Jade Tablets

Top-grade Wild Honey 8 spoonfuls

High-quality Thin Spicy Grass 2 stalks

Now there was time, there were materials, there were proportions; the only thing missing was the process.

Normally one would need to slowly figure it out oneself, but during the improvement just now, it had actually already been mastered.

Therefore, Xu Zhangqing began skillfully.

First step: first take out fresh Spirit Horse Milk, add an equal amount of Spirit Spring Water, then place it aside to stand.

About the time of an incense stick, the Spirit Horse Milk after standing emitted a faint goaty smell, and even a layer of floating fat drifted on the surface.

Seeing this, Xu Zhangqing immediately poured away one-third of the upper layer, keeping only two-thirds of the milk liquid from the lower layer.

Then all poured into a ceramic jar; next, the Golden Core in his Qi Sea rotated, releasing faint magic power, his Left Hand emitted heat, forcibly raising the temperature.

Until the hand felt slightly warm, not scalding, then mix and stir according to the ratio of 3 taels of yeast per 10 jin of Spirit Horse Milk.

Watching it turn milky before stopping, he then transferred it into a breathable ceramic jar and finally placed it in a cool spot to set aside.

Left alone for the first two days.

Stirred again on the third day.

Left alone on the fourth day, but the Ice Embryo's cracks grew larger instead.

By the fifth day, fine bubbles rose in the milk liquid as it turned into wine liquid.

Xu Zhangqing did not hesitate, immediately dissolving eight spoonfuls of top-grade wild honey in three times its volume of Spirit Spring warm water, slowly pouring it into the wine liquid, then washing two stalks of premium thin spicy grass, cutting them into one-inch sections, and carefully placing them inside to soak.

At this step, the end was not far off.

After half an hour, Xu Zhangqing filtered it with eighty-mesh coarse cloth, finally harvesting half-white, half-yellow turbid wine.

But it was not over yet; instead, it was transferred into a narrow-mouthed ceramic bottle, lightly sealed with a cork stopper, then placed in a colder environment to continue setting aside.

The days passed just like that, one after another.

Xu Zhangqing's life became very regular.

Every day he checked the Tianma Milk Wine, inspected the Ice Embryo's condition, and studied a bit of the Spirit Cultivation Technique.

Around the eighth day of brewing, it was finally completed.

Xu Zhangqing poured out a cup, examined it, and found it still a bit turbid.

Smelling it, it was not the fishy odor of raw milk, but a warm milky fragrance after fermentation.

He tried sipping a mouthful; upon entry came the clear sweetness of wild honey wrapped in a faint milk fragrance, followed by a thread of the clear bitterness of thin spicy grass.

The texture was thick but not sticky, like diluted yogurt, yet even smoother.

After swallowing, there was no astringency of wine, but rather a hint of returning sweetness.

Overall, the texture was richer than Spirit Rice Wine.

But Xu Zhangqing felt that compared to Ice Heart Jade Pot Wine, it was still not stunning enough.

After all, it was ultimately just a low-end version of Tianma Milk Wine.

As for the effects, upon careful sensing.

He indeed became free of distracting thoughts, without the desires that the secular world should have.

As if entering the sage state after cultivation and enlightenment, truly wondrous.

Xu Zhangqing smacked his lips, savoring it carefully while carrying this bowl of Tianma Milk Wine in his hand into his Personal Space.

Just as he entered, he heard a crisp "crack crack" sound, as if something was gradually cracking open.

He was stunned for a moment, then flashed to the Side of the Ice Embryo, staring fixedly.

Fine sounds rang out one after another, as if the ice layer was breaking inch by inch.

On the translucent pale-blue embryonic wall, a hazy faint light appeared.

Three forms—white vapor, frost flowers, and ice crystals—appeared alternately.

The cold Qi inside overflowed with the cracks, but was not bone-piercing; instead, it felt cool and moist.

As layer after layer cracked open, the Ice Embryo actually transformed into an Ice Lotus, and the little dragon person inside was supported out.

Lotus-node-like small calves.

Curled-up small hands.

Skin like fine snow.

A tiny body.

A round little head.

Two small bumps on the forehead.

At the back of the neck, three blue dots the size of a needle tip could faintly be seen, now faintly glowing.

In the crease at the tailbone, there was a small, soft, pale-blue tail.

As it breathed, its chest rose and fell slightly; the white breath it exhaled fell between its lips, condensing into an ice crystal smaller than a grain of rice, only to be gently blown away by the next breath.

If it were another infant, after birth it would need at least one or two hours, or even longer, before opening its eyes.

But she, as her eyelashes trembled slightly, actually opened them in an instant, revealing a pair of ice-blue pupils!