Yunfeng Shangren walked out from behind the counter and invited him into a small room in the back. After they both sat down, he took out two white jade cups, then picked up the wine gourd he had been holding and poured two cups of wine, placing them on the table.
Just as Zhang Ling was wondering what this meant, the man gestured for him to drink, and one of the cups of spiritual wine was placed before him.
Yunfeng Shangren also took a sip of his wine and suddenly asked, "Does this friend know what kind of spiritual wine this is?"
Zhang Ling did not drink the wine but sensed it slightly.
The spiritual wine in front of him was ice-blue and emitted a trace of cold air, but it did not release any alcoholic aroma. It didn't seem like wine.
"Judging by the rich ice-cold spiritual power it contains, it must be no ordinary spiritual wine."
Yunfeng Shangren smiled, picked up his cup of spiritual wine, and drank it all in one gulp.
"That's right, this is a Cold Frost Elixir brewed from several kinds of ice-attribute spiritual fruits. It's just a spiritual elixir, not quite a spiritual wine, because it lacks the most important spiritual fruit." Yunfeng Shangren poured himself another cup of ice spiritual liquid and suddenly asked,
"May Yun ask a presumptuous question, has this friend consumed some kind of special ice-attribute spiritual fruit?"
Hearing this, Zhang Ling was startled, but his face remained expressionless as he asked in reply.
"What does the Daoist friend mean? Please speak plainly."
Yunfeng Shangren smiled, and a flash of spiritual light appeared in his palm, revealing a thumb-sized, jet-black fruit.
Zhang Ling recognized the fruit at a glance. It was an Ice Mulberry.
"This fruit is the fruit of the special spiritual tree, the Ice Mulberry Tree, which is hard to find in other places. It is said that it can be used to refine a special spiritual pill called the Ice Heart Pill to assist cultivators in their cultivation."
Yunfeng Shangren looked at the fruit in his hand and slowly stated the origin of the spiritual fruit, but as he spoke, his gaze fell on Zhang Ling's face as if he wanted to see some expression.
However, Zhang Ling remained expressionless, staring at the wine glass in front of him, as if he hadn't heard him speak. Then, Yunfeng Shangren changed the subject and said again, "It is only said that Ice Heart Pills should not be taken too much, otherwise a special ice-cold spiritual power will be produced in the body, which will take a lot of time to refine."
After saying this, Yunfeng Shangren took another sip of spiritual wine, looking at him meaningfully. Zhang Ling frowned and smiled slightly. "Could it be that the Daoist friend needs this Ice Heart Pill?"
"Yun doesn't need this kind of elixir, but I am searching for Ice Mulberry Fruit."
"Hmph, is Daoist Yun so sure that I have taken Ice Heart Pills?"
Having said this, Zhang Ling naturally understood Yunfeng Shangren's meaning, and he asked directly without beating around the bush.
Yunfeng Shangren also withdrew his gaze, and a white light flashed from his sleeve. A palm-sized beast was perched on his shoulder.
Zhang Ling took a closer look and saw that it was a small beast the size of a palm, resembling a white mouse, but its tail was raised high, several times thicker than its body, and very fluffy, looking like a squirrel.
Zhang Ling looked at it carefully for a few moments, wondering what kind of small beast it was. He sensed ice spiritual power on this small beast, and it also had the strength of a third-order demon beast.
Squeak squeak...
The little beast perched on Yunfeng Shangren's shoulder chirped a few times, looking at Zhang Ling with its big eyes.
"This is a Snow Squirrel. Although its strength is not very good, it has an extremely strong sense of ice-cold energy. When I first met this friend, my spiritual beast sensed the special ice spiritual power emanating from this friend's body. Although I can't be sure, seeing this friend's reaction just now, Yun is quite confident. If this friend really has Ice Mulberry Fruit, I am willing to pay a high price to buy it." Yunfeng Shangren said, looking at Zhang Ling with a smile, as if he was certain that he had Ice Mulberry Fruit.
Looking at the spiritual beast on this man's shoulder, Zhang Ling's heart stirred up some bad memories. He remembered the three cultivators he had encountered in the desolate region who had demanded Ice Mulberry Fruit from him, which led to a great battle.
At that time, the leader also had a Snow Sable spiritual beast, and it was because of that spiritual beast that he was exposed. Now he had encountered this Yunfeng Shangren, who was also after Ice Mulberry Fruit. This made his mood sink.
Seeming to see the change in his expression, Yunfeng couldn't help but narrow his eyes, pondered for a moment, and patted his storage bag, taking out a jade slip.
"This friend doesn't need to be angry. Yun doesn't have any bad intentions. I just want to trade some Ice Mulberry Fruit from you. If you look at the information on this jade slip, you will know my intentions, and perhaps this friend can also benefit from it."
Zhang Ling was not polite and beckoned, and the jade slip on the table came into his hand. A wisp of divine sense entered it, and a piece of information with thousands of words was reflected in his mind. After reading it carefully, he couldn't help but be shocked, and finally turned into surprise.
"Daoist Yun's purpose is Ice Flame Spiritual Wine."
"That's right. Ice Flame Wine is brewed from dozens of kinds of ice-attribute spiritual objects and fire-attribute spiritual objects. For Golden Core cultivators like us, it can achieve the effect of Yi Jin Xi Sui, rapidly increasing spiritual power, no less than top-grade elixirs. Ice Mulberry Fruit is a very important main ingredient in this spiritual wine."
"It seems that the Daoist friend is very concerned about this spiritual wine. I'm afraid you have collected almost all the other materials."
"Yun has indeed collected almost all the other materials. My main purpose in brewing this spiritual wine is not to increase my cultivation, but to solve the fire poison in my body."
As Yunfeng Shangren spoke, his expression was quite excited, and Zhang Ling immediately felt a layer of violent fire spiritual power surrounding this man.
Zhang Ling pondered for a moment, and finally narrowed his eyes and said.
"To tell you the truth, I do have some Ice Mulberry left in my hand. But most of them have been refined into Ice Heart Pills, and there are not many left."
"It doesn't matter. As long as the Daoist friend gives me some Ice Mulberry Fruit, I can share some of the Ice Flame Wine with you after it is brewed. If you don't need this kind of spiritual wine, I can also buy it with a large number of spirit stones, and I will never let you suffer."
"I don't lack spirit stones. I wonder if the Daoist friend can show me the recipe for the spiritual wine." Zhang Ling asked with a smile.
"Uh, okay."
Yunfeng Shangren couldn't help but sink his face when he heard this request, but after a moment he nodded and took out another yellow jade slip and placed it on the table, but he stretched out a finger to press on the jade slip and tapped it on it.
Zhang Ling naturally understood what he meant. With a wave of his hand, a white jade jar appeared on the table. The two spiritual talismans on it immediately fell off, and a layer of ice-blue mist floated on the jar, and the surrounding air suddenly became a little colder.
Yunfeng Shangren also stood up and stared into the jar. Inside lay thumb-sized black fruits, and a layer of light blue frost was condensed on these black fruits, like ice beads.
