Chapter 738 Changhe Immortal Palace
"Clan leader, then you can keep this wine jar in the family. It can be considered as my contribution to the family."
Lu Dayou said in a low voice.
"That's great! You found the wine jar and made great contributions to the family this time. Why don't you return to the family? What do you think?"
Lu Zhenshan's eyes flashed and he said earnestly.
Lu Dayou hesitated and said, "I can return to the Lu family, but on weekdays, I may not be able to sit in charge..."
Actually from deep inside.
He is very eager to return to the Lu family.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t have rushed back all the way.
"Okay, then it's settled. Now that you are also a monk in the realm of life and death, just take the title of elder!"
Lu Zhenshan said with a smile.
Lu Da nodded, a gentle smile appearing on his face.
After wandering for so many years, I have finally returned to my roots.
The two were silent for a moment.
Lu Zhenshan stared at the black wine jar in his hand and suddenly sighed.
"Clan leader, why are you sighing?"
Lu Dayou asked.
Lu Zhenshan looked pained and said slowly: "A hundred thousand years ago, what an all-powerful figure our Lu family's wine-making ancestor was? Now, in the changing world, the wine-making technology of my Lu family has never been able to reach its peak!"
"Clan leader, when I left, our Lu family was studying the ninth grade of Shaohua. Now after so many years, there is still no breakthrough?"
Lu Da was stunned for a moment and asked quickly.
"Not yet. Now I have only reached the elementary level of the eighth level. There is still a long way to go before the ninth level..."
Lu Zhenshan sighed.
"oh……"
Lu Dayou felt complicated and didn't know what to say.
Jiupin Shaohua is a fine wine passed down by Lu Linlang, the ancestor of the wine master.
There are nine grades in total, nine levels.
The ninth grade is the most.
Although the formula and process were left behind, for some unknown reason, the Lu family has never been able to brew the highest level of Ninth Grade Shaohua.
Thousands of years ago.
It doesn’t reach level seven.
Thousands of years later, he has just broken through to the eighth level.
There is still a long way to go before reaching the ninth level.
"Ninth-grade Shaohua is unique in the world. How can you, a bunch of losers, study it?"
In the carriage.
Ye Yun's eyes opened slightly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Although these people can be regarded as descendants of Lu Linlang's family, they have nothing to do with Ye Yun.
Seeing that they were overestimating their capabilities and still wanted to brew the Ninth Grade Shaohua, Ye Yun also felt that they were really losing their minds and going crazy.
The ninth grade of Shaohua is unique to Lu Linlang.
She is the only one in the world who can still brew that kind of wine.
And those who enjoy it.
There was only Ye Yun alone.
"Clan leader, the eighth grade is enough. Over the years, our Lu family has worked tirelessly to improve our wine-making technology. I believe this hard work and dedication is enough to comfort the spirit of Jiuquan, the ancestor of the Jiu Xian..."
Lu Dayou consoled him.
"Don't say that, Dayou!"
Lu Zhenchuan looked shocked, and quickly patted Lu Dayou's shoulder with his hand, and said in a low voice: "The ancestor of the Jiu Xian is not dead. It is said that she is still alive!"
alive?
Lu Da was stunned for a moment.
Immediately, the expression on his face became extremely exciting.
How is this going?
The ancestor of the Jiuxian was a person from a hundred thousand years ago!
How is it possible that you are still alive now?
Even if you reach the eternal realm, your lifespan is not that long, right?
He looked at the clan leader in confusion.
"You are considered an elder now, I can tell you this secret..."
Lu Zhenshan sighed and said in a low voice: "The ancestor of Jiuxian did disappear a hundred thousand years ago. We also thought she died. Unexpectedly, thirty thousand years ago, she sent someone to spread the news and sent a The recipe of the craft tells us that the Lu family will immediately start brewing Jiupin Shaohua..."
"The ancestor of the Jiuxian is still alive? Then where is she?"
The clan leader's words caused a stir in Lu Dayou's heart.
"She lives in Changhe Immortal Palace. It is said that her appearance has not aged at all..."
Lu Zhenshan smiled.
"Changhe Immortal Palace, what kind of force is this?"
Lu Dayou asked in shock.
As a disciple of Tianji Pavilion, he is very aware of the forces above super sects, but he has never heard of Changhe Immortal Palace.
“This Changhe Immortal Palace is not far from our home, Langya Mountain, but it is hidden in the void and no one can see it.
The Changhe Immortal Palace is an extremely mysterious and ancient force that usually does not appear in this world at all. Only our Lu family, because of our ancestor Jiuxian, will know the existence of the Changhe Immortal Palace..."
Lu Zhenshan spoke eloquently.
After hearing these words, Lu Dayou was even more shocked.
Is there really such a powerful sect in this world?
It seems that the strength has surpassed the eternal level sect.
"The envoys of Changhe Immortal Palace are all at the Eternal Realm. You can imagine how powerful this force is..."
Lu Zhenshan sighed softly.
This secret is only known to a few people in the Lu family.
In the distant void.
A black carriage was speeding.
inside the carriage.
When Ye Yun heard the conversation between Lu Zhenshan and Lu Dayou, his eyes suddenly opened wide with a look of disbelief on his face.
Lu Linlang is still alive!
This is really shocking news.
Lu Linlang did not go to the Divine Land, but actually lived in Cangnan Continent for 100,000 years.
What kind of force is this Changhe Immortal Palace?
One hundred thousand years ago.
As the number one master of the Eternal Realm in Cangnan Continent, Ye Yun had never heard of the existence of Changhe Immortal Palace.
If nothing else, it can make people live for a hundred thousand years.
It can be seen that Changhe Immortal Palace is also an incredible force.
It is comparable to a power at the level of the God of God and Earth.
Lu family.
In the main hall of the sect leader.
"From that time on, our Lu family officially started brewing the wine Shaohua. Unfortunately, this wine is too complex. After so many years of research, we have only been able to research the eighth grade..."
Lu Zhenshan sighed.
The Lu family has a very deep background in brewing, but even with the craft recipes provided by the Master of the Brewmaster, they still cannot brew the ninth-grade Ninth-grade Shaohua.
It can be seen how talented the ancestor of the Wine Immortal back then was!
Lu Dayou looked silent, still in shock.
"That's great! If you come back this time, don't leave for now. In seven days, Langya Mountain will hold a brewing competition!"
Lu Zhenshan suddenly spoke.
"Hold a brewing competition?"
Lu Dayou was surprised. The Lu family's brewing technology was unparalleled in the world, and the supply of fine wine they produced exceeded demand. Why would they still hold a brewing competition?
"This time we have invited the top brewers in the entire continent. Our Lu family's recipe will be announced in the competition to see if they can brew Jiupin Shaohua!"
Lu Zhenshan said in a deep voice.
"Then the recipe won't be spread out?"
Lu Dayou exclaimed.
"It doesn't matter, as long as it can help us brew the highest-grade ninth-grade Shaohua, our Lu family can survive this disaster safely!"
Lu Zhenshan smiled bitterly.
"Clan leader, why is this?"
Lu Dayou was shocked and asked in surprise.
"The envoy from the Changhe Immortal Palace left us a deadline. If we cannot brew the ninth-grade Ninth-grade Shaohua, then our Lu family will accept the punishment of the Changhe Immortal Palace..."
Lu Zhenshan spread his hands and said helplessly.
"Why is this? Our Lu family's Jiuxian ancestor, isn't she in the Changhe Immortal Palace?"
Lu Dayou asked with wide eyes.
"Because our ancestor of the Lu family's Jiu Xian, more than 30,000 years ago, could no longer brew the ninth grade of Ninth Grade Shaohua..."
Lu Zhenshan lowered his head and sighed sadly.
