As the heat dissipated, Quan Yi felt incredibly refreshed, as if the clouds shrouding his mind had vanished.
The four consciousnesses within his mind simultaneously cheered, jumping around like children who had just seen a new toy.
Moreover, the strength of each individual consciousness was constantly increasing.
It was like growing from a six-year-old child into a teenager.
However, this enhancement stopped growing tacitly after reaching a certain limit.
Just when Quan Yi thought this growth had completely ended.
A fifth consciousness appeared in his mind.
And it grew at an extremely fast rate.
The fifth consciousness grew to the stage of a child in a very short period.
Quan Yi just kept his eyes closed, staying in place for fifteen minutes.
It wasn't until the heat in his belly completely dissipated that the growth of the consciousness slowed down.
But even so, Quan Yi's fifth consciousness was still growing slowly.
Quan Yi suddenly opened his eyes and asked in surprise, "Hic! Does this wine have the effect of increasing mental power?"
"Haha, not bad. The juice of the Tengqing Bamboo has the effect of increasing mental power, but I didn't expect the effect of this ten-thousand-year-old Tengqing Bamboo to be so amazing."
"Hic!"
Quan Yi burped again.
The red mist on his face did not dissipate.
Just looking at his flushed face, one could tell he was drunk.
But his eyes were exceptionally bright, and the sharp light in his eyes could even pierce the hearts of those who met his gaze.
Wakefulness and drunkenness coexisted in Quan Yi's body.
His body was clearly drunk, but his brain was incredibly clear.
This wonderful feeling made Quan Yi indulge in it, making him want to scoop another mouthful.
"No."
At this moment, Quan Li reached out and stopped Quan Yi.
"Although this wine doesn't have the aroma of wine, it is extremely strong. Drinking this much today is enough. It's not too late to drink more after you've digested this mouthful.
Don't worry, there's still a lot of this wine left, enough for you to drink for a long time."
Quan Li had also just personally experienced the effect of the wine.
For Quan Yi, who was at level forty, taking a small sip was enough for him to digest for a day.
Quan Yi also subdued the desire in his heart, put down the bowl in his hand, and returned to his seat.
"He has a firm mind and can resist the temptation of the Qingzhu Brew, remarkable."
Quan Li secretly praised Quan Yi's performance in his heart.
"This Tengqing Bamboo grows in sunny places, absorbing the essence of the sun during the day and the glow of the moon at night.
It grows one segment every hundred years, and the one I used to brew the wine is a Tengqing Bamboo that is one hundred and twelve segments long.
This ten-thousand-year-old Tengqing Bamboo has a texture comparable to refined iron. To brew wine with it, you must use powerful force to completely crush it, only in this way can you force out some of the bamboo juice inside.
This Tengqing Bamboo juice is of great benefit to our Hand Armor Martial Soul family.
This Tengqing Bamboo is also a treasure. If it weren't for your grandmother's sharp eyes, we might have missed this rare ten-thousand-year-old Tengqing Bamboo."
Ordinary bamboo can generally grow to ten to fifteen segments, which is about six to nine meters.
And one hundred and twelve segments is ten times that of ordinary bamboo, which is about sixty to ninety meters.
Moreover, a segment of Tengqing Bamboo is much wider and thicker than ordinary bamboo.
One can imagine how enormous the Tengqing Bamboo is.
But the liquid after crushing it only fills a wine jar as tall as a person, one can imagine how little moisture it contains.
The Tengqing Bamboo, which grows in the sun, is different from ordinary bamboo, it prefers dryness and dislikes moisture.
It has little moisture, but its texture is several times harder than other bamboo-type soul beasts. This is also an important reason why Tengqing Bamboo can stand at the top of all bamboo-type soul beasts.
Quan Li carefully poured a bowl for Yun Qiong, and then poured a bowl for himself.
Returning to their seats, Quan Li and Yun Qiong smiled at each other.
This was a celebratory toast for their victory, and also a celebratory toast for their family reunion.
After opening their eyes, the two only had slightly flushed faces and slightly brighter eyes. Other than that, there were no major changes.
For Soul Sages and Soul Douluos with extremely powerful mental power, the mental power enhancement effect of Qingzhu Brew was simply insignificant to them.
So, after tacitly finishing a bowl, they didn't drink any more.
Quan Li got up and resealed the wine jar.
They were going to leave the remaining Qingzhu Brew for Quan Yi.
Quan Yi on the other side completely didn't notice the two's actions and expressions.
At this moment, he was completely immersed in his inner world, feeling the pleasant experience brought by the soaring mental power.
If one looked closely, they could find that the fingers of Quan Yi's hands were starting to move flexibly.
The two fingers were making opposite movements at the same time.
And in a place that couldn't be seen, Quan Yi was still twitching his toes.
His four consciousnesses were respectively controlling his hands and feet, moving them according to their own rhythms.
Quan Yi now felt that he could draw four different portraits with his hands and toes at the same time.
Moreover, the strength of the first to fourth consciousnesses was obviously several times stronger than before.
Under Quan Yi's control, the soul power in his body began to compress, and finally, it became a soul power crystal possessing thirty percent of Quan Yi's soul power.
Thirty percent of level forty was not just five percent more difficult than fifteen percent of level thirty-eight.
The growth of mental power drove the growth of Quan Yi's distraction talent.
For other Soul Masters, mental power might not be a necessity, but for Quan Yi, it was a very important link.
For Quan Yi, the improvement of mental power was the improvement of strength.
"Although the effect of the first sip of this wine is the strongest, if you insist on drinking a sip every day in the future, in the end, it can at least double your mental power."
Yun Qiong considered the issue of patience, and combined with her own feelings about Qingzhu Brew, she analyzed the specific effects.
Although, she knew that the juice of Tengqing Bamboo had the effect of increasing mental power, Yun Qiong didn't expect the amplification effect of the ten-thousand-year-old Tengqing Bamboo to be so powerful.
Quan Yi nodded silently, without refusing. The effect of this wine would only have the greatest effect on people at his stage.
The three people's night banquet lasted until midnight.
By midnight, the few people had long finished their meal, but they were still sitting around the dining table, chatting about this and that.
Quan Yi also heard about Quan Yue's embarrassing childhood.
According to Grandpa, Quan Yue was a combative and irritable young man when he was young.
His favorite thing to do was to find someone to fight.
He was just a delinquent youth.
However, fortunately, Quan Yue generally liked to fight with people stronger than himself, so he didn't bully the weak, so Yun Qiong couldn't use these to teach Quan Yue a lesson.
There was no way, Yun Qiong could only take her anger out on Quan Li, because Quan Yue's impulsive energy was learned from his father.
Quan Yi couldn't combine the dignified father with the delinquent youth.
In this way, the lights of the longhouse were not completely turned off until very late.
