Who is spreading rumors that my filial piety towards them has changed?

She kept explaining:

"This is a top-grade wine. In ancient times, when shamans invoked the gods, they would inevitably perform rituals such as dances and incantations, and in addition, they would offer tributes. This wine got its name from these rituals. Regardless of whether the wine is from a real or fake period, the fact that it can reproduce such an aroma makes it all worthwhile!"

Yun Nongyu felt an urge to sigh and rub her forehead. She explained to Chu Mingkong:

"Elder Jiu cultivates the Dao Sword, but he enjoys drinking. Now, you could say that he treats brewing and drinking as part of his cultivation, which can be understood as a disguised form of alchemy... Therefore, Your Highness can be seen as a Daoist alchemist's feelings upon seeing ancient elixirs."

"I understand..."

In the short time it took to open the lid, the aroma of the wine wafted out, attracting Chu Mingkong's beloved master. As soon as she entered, she sat down at the small table, glanced at the unfamiliar Elder Jiu with her bright eyes, and then hugged Yun Nongyu.

"You traitor, you've been secretly sending people wine, haven't you? And mine, it smells even better than the one I drank before!"

"Yes, yes, come and get it." Chu Mingkong took out another jar of wine, but when Zuo Qiuchi came over to get the wine, he grabbed her and gave her a bear hug, preventing her from hugging Yun Nongyu again.

Elder Jiu had already finished his first sip of the Dancer's Elixir. The intoxicating feeling seemed to burst forth from the narrow, deep ravines of his chest, and his large, soft, white breasts were tinged with a charming, drunken red.

"Your Highness, I'm so sorry, I accidentally took a sip. Now you can't give this wine away anymore, so let's not talk anymore. Just sell it to me. I'll have Xiaoyun exchange it for my Kunlun Longevity Wine, how about that?"

Chu Mingkong thought to himself that the wine was originally intended as a gift to her to cultivate a relationship, but he didn't expect her to use the domineering tactic of "taking a sip first to get a taste," trying to "force a sale." This wine elder's personality is quite interesting.

"Alright, but what is this Kunlun Longevity Wine? Is it something Elder Yun has treasured?" Chu Mingkong asked curiously. Out of consideration for avoiding suspicion, Chu Mingkong did not directly address Nongyu as such a person he was not yet familiar with.

Yun Nongyu then said, "Your Highness, do not listen to Elder Jiu's nonsense. This is not wine... Kunlun does not have this kind of wine."

Elder Jiu, a person deeply involved in wine culture, disagreed and emphasized:

"How could it be gone? This is an ancient saying. It's a concoction made by the Queen Mother of the West or the Fairy Maiden of Yaochi with her own body fluids, called Kunlun Longevity Wine."

Upon hearing this, Zuo Qiuchi's delicate brows furrowed. What is this? Is it really that strange?

She quickly washed a cup and slammed it down on the table.

"Nongyu, give me a cup to try first."

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(PS: Kunlun Longevity Wine really does refer to saliva, which is also a Taoist concept.)

(PS: Today's follow-up chapter might be a little late. I got up too early to watch the game for the past two mornings, and ended up sleeping through the afternoon this morning...)

Chapter 279 Master, do you have any wine?

The topic of Kunlun Longevity Wine didn't last long and was quickly brought to a halt, with the conversation returning to more normal topics.

"Who is this Elder Wine to you, Nongyu?"

Zuo Qiuchi used the traitor as a human chair, leaning against his chest and comfortably sipping her wine. Opposite her, Elder Jiu was in a similar position, only without a backrest.

Yun Nongyu took a small sip of rice wine and said:

"Elder Jiu is my fellow disciple and senior uncle. He is highly skilled in swordsmanship and many other Taoist arts, and has been immersed in brewing for over a hundred years. He has given me a lot of guidance before."

The woman, whose true age was impossible to discern from her face, rolled up the veil of her sleeve and said with displeasure:

"Oh dear, I've told you so many times, just call me Senior Sister, 'Uncle-Master' sounds so awful!"

Chu Mingkong calculated that he had spent over a hundred years just on brewing wine, and the same could be said for other Daoist arts. This wine elder must be at least two hundred years old, right?

This cheerful personality really doesn't show the maturity that comes with age.

Chu Mingkong could understand this point. A cultivator's age should not be viewed with ordinary standards. The time spent in seclusion and meditation occupies the vast majority of a person's life. It's best to treat it with a normal mindset.

Yun Nongyu simply replied, "If Elder Jiu is my senior sister, then many seniors in the Daoist sect will have to lose their seniority."

Elder Jiu stopped dwelling on it, but the real reason was probably that her attention was focused on the sip of wine in her mouth, leaving her no time to refute or respond.

After we'd had our fill of the food, we finally got down to business.

"Xiaoyun, is it alright to just give away the 'Three Flowers Medicinal Classic' like this?"

"No problem. The Three Flowers Medicinal Classic is harmful and useless in the current Taoist community. Moreover, many generations of Taoist masters have said that times have changed and practicing the Three Flowers Medicinal Classic indiscriminately will only harm oneself."

Now, Peng Bao Daoist is obsessed with this scripture, constantly causing trouble and harming his fellow disciples. Since he will eventually harm me because of the *Three Flowers Medicinal Scripture*, for now, there's nothing I can do but let him take it. I'll plan to reclaim the scripture later.

Elder Wine was in a depressed mood. With a sigh, the smile on her lips told the story that she had been forced to drink a few more sips of wine due to the pressure in her heart, and it was by no means that she was greedy for alcohol.

"Fine, anyway, the 'Three Flowers Medicinal Classic' doesn't have a recipe for brewing wine. I've already given it to them. I don't want to see fellow disciples harming each other..."

Xiaoyun, how are the preparations for your promotion coming along? I've come here today to help you with the necessary preparations.

We're really a step too late!

Yun Nongyu paused, then asked earnestly, "A step too late? Has something happened within the Daoist sect?"

Elder Jiu looked completely bewildered, not understanding what she was asking:

"No, I mean I arrived in Xiling too late. If I had known there was really ancient wine here, I should have come earlier."

"I was careless. I thought those two witchcraft items from last time were all we had, but it turns out there really was a wine cellar!"

Yun Nongyu: "......"

However, Elder Jiu wasn't only thinking about wine. She also did some preliminary research on the situation of the people in Qingxin Mansion, just as she arrived.

Good heavens, they're putting up military buildup!

It's hard to imagine that Shen Xuejun and Xiao Yunhan from Wenqing Pavilion, Feng Ying, who has a long-standing fearsome reputation in the Crescent Moon region, and countless others, are all crammed into this cave-heaven mansion.

Elder Jiu then asked Yun Nongyu for the ancient artifacts from the Witchcraft Tribe, namely the blindfold and the veil, so that he could examine these things left behind by their ancestors up close.

Aside from the fact that this thing looks brand new, as if it was just made recently, there's nothing wrong with it. The level of power it possesses is truly beyond her knowledge and understanding.

Seeing that there seemed to be nothing special happening here, Chu Mingkong stayed for a while, then left with his beloved master in his arms.

Only the two people from the Taoist sect remained in Yun Nongyu's courtyard once again.

Elder Jiu, with a gossipy nature, hugged Yun Nongyu tightly and asked:

"Xiaoyun, what kind of relationship do you have with that young prince? You seem to have an unusual aura about you!"

Yun Nongyu remained silent for a moment before gently opening her mouth: "Don't make wild guesses."

Hearing Yun Nongyu say this, Elder Jiu was not convinced:

"How could you just make wild guesses? Xiaoyun, your 'eyes' for stargazing and divination seem to have become much sharper. You were even able to sense the location of the little prince's Abyss Injury protection."

He hasn't even come in yet, and you're already going out to greet him? Don't try to fool me!

Someone with your calm and reserved nature is the hardest to keep secrets. When I used to visit you, you never came out to greet me; you always sat alone in your room stargazing.

Having said that, Elder Jiu pointed to the ancient artifacts of the Witchcraft Tribe on the table and added:

"Besides, they gave you something so precious, how could there not be some connection?"

Yun Nongyu's response was simple and direct; she pointed to the jar of wine that Chu Mingkong had just given her:

"His Highness has also gifted Elder Wine a priceless ancient wine, doesn't that mean..."

"How can these be compared? Didn't the young prince's master also drink this jar of wine?"

Yun Nongyu really wanted to tell her... that the master and disciple really had a relationship, but it was not good to talk about Chu Mingkong and Zuo Qiuchi's affairs. Even if the situation was true, it was up to the two of them to say it themselves, not for her to discuss it at will.

Yun Nongyu, relentlessly questioned by Elder Jiu, who seemed determined to extract some information from her to use as a snack with her drinks, had no choice but to say:

"It should be a normal dual cultivation couple relationship."

"...Good heavens, I thought it was just a little bit of affection between them, but it turns out they've already started dual cultivation? But why did you say 'should'?"

"There was a tacit agreement, but it was not explicitly stated in words."

"It's better to talk to them about it. If you're buying alcohol on credit, even if you don't get an IOU, you should at least tell them. Make time to talk to them about it!"

"So, Elder Jiu, it seems to me that you came to see me more to inquire about these trivial matters?"

Yun Nongyu poured her a glass of wine, hoping that the Dancer's Liquid would shut her up, but to her surprise, Elder Jiu really treated her affairs as a topic of conversation, talking non-stop while drinking.

“I didn’t want to know at first, but I saw that he really has a wine cellar, and now I’m thinking about how to sell you out, Xiaoyun, and ask that young prince to give me more wine.”

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Chu Mingkong carried Zuo Qiuchi into his room. Along the way, Zuo Qiuchi was still thinking about the "Kunlun Longevity Wine" that Elder Jiu had mentioned.

"Mingkong, what exactly is this Kunlun Longevity Wine? Is it taken directly from Nongyu's mouth while it's still warm, or is there some special brewing method involved?" Zuo Qiuchi was itching to know.

Although she didn't have a lifelong love for wine, she couldn't say she disliked it either. Now that she heard that her "beauty pillow" could produce wine, she was still curious and eager.

Chu Mingkong was actually quite curious as well, but since he was holding his beloved master, he naturally said:

"I'd much rather try the Sword Immortal Beauty Wine, Master, I'm thirsty again~!"

Zuo Qiuchi looked at him expressionlessly, then turned his gaze to what was behind him and said:

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“Yunhan, did you hear that? Your brother wants to get water from you. He's thirsty.”

Chu Mingkong suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. His sister, Xiao Yunhan, walked behind him, her two snow-white breasts pressing against his back, like a strict teacher urging him on.

"Mingkong, it's time to start cultivating."

Chapter 280 You can skip cultivation, but you need foreplay.

When Chu Mingkong heard Yun Han's voice, he felt a chill run down his spine and his neck shrank back.

When he was little, Yunhan always urged him to focus on his cultivation and stay away from brothels. Now, she's relentlessly squeezing every last drop of juice out of him. Life really is unpredictable...

Chu Mingkong didn't consider himself a gentleman, but his master's wife's words were still there, forbidding him from cultivating with Yunhan, and he could also withstand the pressure from those bastards in the Buddhist sect.

To cultivate with Yunhan, according to Master's wife's wishes, one must wait until she leaves Xiling. And for Master's wife to leave Xiling, the matter of the Buddhist sect must at least come to an end, and at least for a short period of time, she must stop causing trouble.

Now that his master's wife is acting as a guarantee, the fact that the Buddhist sect is delaying their departure is what worries Chu Mingkong the most...

But no matter what, we can't show anything unusual right now!

Chu Mingkong held his sister Xiao Yunhan's hand, and while holding her hand, he also held his master's plump buttocks with his large hand. The three of them entered the house together.

Between the courtyard gate and the bed, Chu Mingkong walked and pondered how to explain.

He had already used most of the excuses that could be used to delay.

For example, he used every excuse he could think of, such as needing to solidify his foundation now, not being able to cultivate too quickly, not being in a good state for the time being, not wanting to cultivate, etc.

Recently, he has been busy taking Qingning to the Abyss to "soak in hot springs." The details of unfolding the Extreme Yang Shield can be kept from Yongzhen, but they really cannot be kept from Yunhan.