Fantasy: I, The Longevity Body, Have Survived Ten Generations Of Geniuses

Two months passed in a blink of an eye.

The upgraded version of "Sanyang Jade Dew" brewed by Ye Fan in the system space is freshly released.

"Three hundred years, five hundred years, eight hundred years, one thousand years."

On a wooden table in front of Yehuling Valley, four jade pots were placed neatly.

What is contained in the jade pot is the "Sanyang Jade Dew" he brewed from Spirit Medicine collected from different years during this period.

With a hint of expectation, Ye Fan first opened the 300-year-old "Sanyang Jade Dew".

"It's okay, better than the first batch."

After Ye Fan took a sip, he could barely accept it.

After all, how could three-hundred-year-old Spirit Medicine be so effective?

Of course, it is still slightly better than the first batch of "Sanyang Yulu" he brewed that was one or two hundred years old.

Next, Ye Fan tasted the 500-year-old and 800-year-old "Sanyang Yulu".

"Not bad."

Ye Fan was a little surprised by the "Sanyang Jade Dew" from these two vintages, especially the pot of spiritual wine from the 800 year. Ye Fan only took a small sip and felt a huge spiritual power dissolving in his body.

A long-lost sense of fulfillment came to my mind.

"Haha, I didn't expect that the 'Sanyang Jade Dew' brewed from high-aged Spirit Medicine brought me a big surprise."

Ye Fan feels that the effect of the 800-year-old "Sanyang Jade Dew" on improving mana is no less than that of the blended "Purple Bamboo Jade Liquid" that Su Jingqiu took out, and even surpasses it.

Of course, the value of "Purple Bamboo Jade Liquid" mainly lies in the improvement of spiritual consciousness.

The improvement effect in terms of mana is just an auxiliary effect.

But what Ye Fan needs most now is to improve his cultivation.

This upgraded version of "Sanyang Jade Dew" is exactly the spiritual wine he urgently needs now.

"Hey, it smells so good! What kind of wine is this?"

Ye Fan was about to taste the thousand-year-old "Sanyang Jade Dew" again, but was startled by a sudden sound.

He turned his head and followed the voice and saw an old man with unkempt hair and unkempt beard standing a few meters away, looking like an old beggar, staring at the bottle of 800-year-old spirit wine on the table.

Ye Fan looked at this strange old man with no impression at all. Apparently he had never seen him before.

Moreover, he could not feel any spiritual power from the old man, as if the old man was a mortal.

But Ye Fan knew this was impossible.

How could a mortal appear quietly beside him without being noticed by him?

"Old man, do you want to drink this pot of wine?"

Ye Fan looked at the old man's eager eyes and couldn't bear it, so he asked with a smile.

"Little friend, can you give me a few sips of this wine?"

The old man took an empty wine gourd from his body and handed it to Ye Fan with a longing expression.

"Okay, but old man, my spiritual wine is called 'Sanyang Yulu'. It is brewed with 33 kinds of Spirit Medicine. It is very valuable. Therefore, most of the remaining spiritual wines I have are of low vintage. Brewed by Spirit Medicine.”

Ye Fan pondered for a few seconds and then directly gave the old man an unopened pot of 800-year-old "Sanyang Jade Dew".

As for the old man's wine gourd, he simply poured the first batch of spirit wine and several other pots of 300-year-old "Sanyang Jade Dew" into the gourd.

"Huh? Why don't you feel satisfied?"

Ye Fan poured no less than ten pots of spiritual wine into the old man's wine gourd, but the wine gourd was like a bottomless pit and could not be filled to capacity.

"Is it possible that this wine gourd is also a space-type Law Weapon?"

Ye Fan didn't believe in evil, so he once again took out ten pots of 300-year-old "Sanyang Jade Dew" from the system space.

However, even if he poured ten more pots of spiritual wine into it, the wine gourd still received it without missing a drop, but there was no sign of overflowing.

"This is too outrageous! Could it be that this wine gourd is this senior's birthright Law Treasure?"

With doubts in his heart, Ye Fan lifted the wine gourd level with both hands and looked inside through the mouth of the gourd.

Only then did he suddenly realize that the 20 pots of spiritual wine he had just poured into the wine gourd had only spread a thin layer on the bottom of the gourd.

"The wine gourd is indeed a space-based Law Treasure. This senior is really a wonderful person!"

Ye Fan glanced at the strange old man helplessly.

"Thank you very much, little friend!"

The old man had just been smiling and watching Ye Fan put wine into the gourd. He was still holding the 800-year-old spirit wine flask that Ye Fan gave him in his hand. He would take a sip from time to time, but he did not tell Ye Fan the secret of the wine gourd. the meaning of.

"Fortunately, I didn't put a thousand-year-old spiritual wine in it!"

Although Ye Fan was depressed, it was inevitable that he was also a little lucky.

"Old man, are you an elder in the sect?"

Ye Fan returned the wine gourd to the old man, then sat down again and started chatting with the old man.

"Elder? I'm not, I'm just a wandering cloud and a crane, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning!"

The old man smiled and waved his hands repeatedly.

"Not an elder?"

Ye Fan was a little confused, raised his eyebrows, and suddenly came up with an idea that he thought was reasonable.

"Isn't this old man an old monk whose Foundation Building failed? Putting it this way, it's quite pitiful."

Thinking of this, Ye Fan looked at the old man's mostly white hair and couldn't help but feel sympathy.

"Old man, what's your surname?"

"Haha, my surname is Zhang. By the way, little friend, I can't drink your wine for free. I snatched this puppet from a Demonic Cultivator, and it will be yours from now on."

The old man surnamed Zhang has finished drinking the pot of 800-year-old spiritual wine in his hand.

He put away his wine gourd, looked at Ye Fan with admiration, and then prepared to leave.

But before leaving, the old man surnamed Zhang threw a small storage bag to Ye Fan, seemingly intending to use it as a deduction for alcohol.

"puppet?"

Ye Fan couldn't help but feel happy.

He is too weak now. If he can have a powerful puppet, it will be an extra guarantee.

Thinking of this, Ye Fan opened the storage bag left for him by the old man named Zhang with anticipation.

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