The treasures in Ding Xing’s hand can no longer afford to buy Michuangxiang.

He is going to refine it by himself.

When Meng Changjun saw him approaching, he slapped his hand in front of his nose and complained: "I'm drunk all day long. Are you going to be an alcoholic?"

She looks like a girl and regards herself as a free and easy person. She contacts Ding Xing in daily life and rarely has the twisted attitude of a woman. Today she suddenly acts coquettishly, which is a little unnatural.

Ding Xing had the best relationship with her in the village and was also helped by her a lot. As for her older age, Ding Xing always treated her sisters and never made any frivolous actions in her words and deeds. Even if she occasionally saw her minor problems, she would not tease her.

He answered with a serene answer: "All the monks in our farm are wine. Even if they are not drunks, they are all winemakers. Isn't it normal to drink wine? If you have wine today and get drunk today, this is in line with our identity."

Say it reasonably and act it well.

Meng Changjun immediately retorted: "You are talking about ordinary people and ordinary people! The monks are with wine, just for their practice, not for their enjoyment!"

Ding Xing smiled and did not argue with her: "What kind of spiritual thing was used to refine the Michuangxiang?"

Ding Xing can now communicate with her in a straight face, but she still looked up to her two years ago.

Compared with height alone, she stands out among women.

As Ding Xing grew older, not only his voice changed, but his size also increased rapidly. His figure now has become tall, but when he stands with her, he still can't tell her petite feeling.

Meng Changjun learned much more about the experiences and experiences in the world of immortal cultivation than Ding Xing.

She introduced: "The raw materials for refining the worm fragrance require five or six kinds, and the most important is the resin of the white oak tree. This thing can only be found in the extremely yin place. It is too rare and expensive, which also leads to the increase in the value of the elixir!"

Ding Xing hurriedly asked: "Can other resin be used instead?"

Meng Changjun was in a good head: "If it could be replaced, the price of Michuangxiang would have dropped long ago and would not have remained high!"

When she saw Ding Xing consulting about this, she clearly wanted to refine it by herself, so she advised her: "Spiritual fragrance is more difficult to form than magic tools. You'd better not buy scattered raw materials to refine it yourself, as it will make you vomit blood. After all, you are not good at refining fragrance!

Your best way is to go out and find the white oak tree. As long as you can find it and collect the white oak, you won’t have to worry about the insect fragrance in the future! The white oak resin the size of an egg is enough for you to recruit incense makers and refine hundreds of spiritual incense sticks!”

The key is where to find it.

Ding Xingwei said: "It is vaguely expensive. Bai Mizhi is so valuable. There must be a large number of monks looking for it all year round. The dark land in the territory of Wei Kingdom has probably been searched all over the country. I was determined to find it, but I was afraid it would be a waste of time."

When the two of them said this, several middle-aged monks walked out of the masturbation garden next to them.

Everyone was not far apart and interrupted: "It's not just a waste of time. White Misty resin can help ghosts and demons improve their cultivation. There are big ghosts guarding under any white Misty tree. Even if you find a tree, it's difficult to pick fat. The danger is greater than that. With Xiao Ding's cultivation level, you will die if you go there. Don't be impulsive!"

These people are all servants from the Berry Garden. They can't stand Ding Xing's exclusive 40 acres of orchards every day, but they don't know how to cherish them. They are drunk and lazy all day long. The key is that they never hire them to do things.

This led to their dissatisfaction with Ding Xing, so they used the words to run Ding Xing.

"To be honest, Xiao Ding, your chances of successful fat collection are even lower than that of building a mysterious fetus!"

"Instead of picking fat, Xiao Ding, you might as well go to find old man Xie from Liyuan to learn to brew wine. He vowed to brew a new wine that specializes in insect killing. You can ask him to accept you as your disciple! I think the chance of brewing new wine is higher than that of your picking fat!"

"You guys are just going to have bad ideas! Xiao Ding, you, it's better to put away your thoughts. If there is a scent of insects, you can use it. If there is no scent, you can kill insects yourself. This is the right way! If you really don't want to work hard, you are still neighbors, and you are willing to work hard for you!"

Listening to their ridicule, Ding Xing ignored it without any annoyance.

Meng Changjun originally wanted to respond a few times for Ding Xing, but when she saw Ding Xing, she didn't mind, so she didn't force herself to stand up.

After they finished talking, Ding Xing asked casually: "There are still monks in the village studying insecticide wine? Why haven't I heard of it?"

Yu Tai was also among the crowd and had not spoken just now. When he heard Ding Xing’s question, he continued: “That was a few years ago. You hadn’t come to the village yet!”

Ding Xing paid special attention to insecticide wine and asked: "I would like to say something in detail."

Everyone had just lit the worm fragrance, and they were chatting and waiting. Anyway, there was nothing to do, Yu Tai started from the beginning: "Since Xiao Ding, you want to hear it, uncle will tell you, then Xie Zhongkang's lychee planted a kind of yin spiritual fruit, Baiyou lychee. The color of the fruit is almost the same as that of Baimei resin, and the effect is also similar. He believed that Baimei resin can refine the worm fragrance, and Baiyou lychee can definitely be refined into the worm wine. So he set ambition to brew a new wine that benefits the monks in the village!

Alas, how could he be, he is not qualified enough, he has ambitions and has no talent. He married into the village at the age of 20 and began to study the wine recipe. After 30 years of hard work, he asked several seniors in the Xuanfei period to use the Lingjiao trial for free. After 30 years of trial, Xiao Ding, guess what? The spiritual wine he created had no effect at all, and wasted countless wine materials in vain!"

There are insect plagues in the secular world, and there are also immortal cultivation worlds.

Especially the Yaozhuang, winery, and teazhuang, these areas are the core areas of the insect swarm. In order to deworm, monks at the village spend a lot of spirit stones every year to purchase insect fragrance.

The worm fragrance is the treasure that is known to be the most lethal and lowest cost to the insect swarm.

Using magic circles can also kill insects, which consumes too much.

Using poison arrays can also kill insects, but it can also damage the spiritual field.

It is also a good way to use insect swarms to generate insect swarms, but the cost of raising insects is actually greater than setting up magic circles, and not every fairy farm has the ability to raise them.

Over the years, monks from the Sonata have been studying how to kill insects, but after studying, they have not found any more cost-effective treasures than the scented insect fragrance.

But even so, it still did not stop the monks from studying.

Xie Zhongkang, a wine maker in Jinlu Xianzhuang, is such a pioneer who dares to study. Although his risky behavior ended in failure, it was not because of his lack of intelligence.

The key is that he cannot control the right to use the Lingjiao, and at the same time, his life span is insufficient, so he cannot support him to explore this method for a long time.

"It's been a long time in a flash!" Yu Tai finished telling Xie Zhongkang's story and sighed:

"He spent all his life on brewing, but he did not achieve anything, and ended up being despised by everyone! But he did not give up and sold his brewing recipes at the market all day long, hoping that the villagers of Zhuangzi would inherit his ambitions and study and improve his wine recipes, but he was on a dead end, so who would ask for his recipes?"

Ding Xing went to the winery market many times and had never seen this senior Xie Zhongkang. Was he disheartened?

"When did he make a seller at the market?"
Chapter completed!