Transmigration: A person in a martial arts world, cultivating to ascend to immortality

Of the four famous wines, three actually come from Dayong, which was quite unexpected for Jiang Yuchuan.

Whether in terms of territory or national strength, the difference between the Great Yong and the Great Qian was not small. Under such circumstances, the fact that the Great Yong could still brew three kinds of famous wines can only be explained by the fact that each had its own strengths.

Xuanxi continued, "The recipe for Shanyunyin was lost more than two hundred years ago. Even if this wine still exists today, its quantity must be extremely limited, and it is very likely that it is kept by the Dayong royal family. As for the recipe for Meirenlei, it was also seized by the Dayong Dynasty decades ago and has now become a special wine for the Dayong royal family. Apart from imperial favor, it is very difficult for ordinary people to obtain it, no matter how much money they have."

"What a pity," Jiang Yuchuan sighed. "So it seems that Daoist Xuanxi has never tasted either of these two types of wine?"

Xuanxi nodded, a look of regret and disappointment on her face.

"As for the final Hundred Flower Fairy, I was fortunate enough to drink a pot of it more than 30 years ago."

Xuanxi recalled, "This Hundred Flower Fairy should be considered the most special among the four famous wines. The other three wines, no matter how famous or how strong their taste, are still no different from ordinary wines in the eyes of those who don't like wine, at most just more valuable. But every time Hundred Flower Fairy appears, it causes a great sensation in the martial arts world and even in the imperial court!"

"Could it be that this wine has some special effects?" Jiang Yuchuan guessed.

“That’s right!” Xuanxi nodded and said, “The Hundred Flower Fairy, as the name suggests, is made from hundreds of different flowers and herbs. Among these hundreds of flowers and herbs, most of them are very precious medicinal materials! Therefore, in addition to its exceptional taste, this wine also has the effects of warming and nourishing the lungs and internal organs, and removing hidden injuries!”

"It's quite rare to achieve both efficacy and pure taste," Jiang Yuchuan said. "In that case, this Hundred Flower Fairy must be extremely difficult to brew."

Xuanxi sighed, "The Hundred Flower Immortal is indeed very difficult to brew. Otherwise, Medicine King Valley wouldn't only produce a few dozen jars every twenty years." Then, as if remembering something, she looked at Jiang Yuchuan with a mysterious expression and said, "Although it's not yet time for the Hundred Flower Immortal to be produced, it's not difficult for Mr. Jiang to drink a pot of it if he wants."

"What do you mean? Do you perhaps have some more in stock?"

Jiang Yuchuan looked at Xuan Xi.

Xuanxi shook his head and laughed, "How could I, an old Daoist, bear to keep such a good thing until now? What I mean is, with Mr. Jiang's status and strength, as long as you are willing to visit Medicine King Valley, the Valley Master will definitely offer you the Hundred Flower Fairy with both hands!"

"Master Xuanxi is quite the joker."

Jiang Yuchuan smiled and said, "I am just a commoner, how could I have such a great reputation? But you, Daoist, might be able to try this. Perhaps the Valley Master of Medicine King Valley will do you a favor and give you another pot of Hundred Flower Fairy."

"In other places, my reputation might still be of some use."

Xuanxi said helplessly, "It's a pity that old geezer from Medicine King Valley is so stubborn and inflexible! If I go there, even if I don't get a rude awakening, I won't fare much better!"

After a moment of silence, neither of them continued the topic.

With fine wine to accompany it, the meal was exceptionally enjoyable.

After a hearty meal, Xuanxi sat for a while longer, until the sun began to set, before finally getting up to say goodbye and leave.

After Xuanxi left, Qi Changqing looked at Jiang Yuchuan and finally asked the question that had been on his mind for a long time.

"Sir, is that Daoist Xuanxi really over 150 years old?"

"good."

Jiang Yuchuan nodded slightly.

"Could practicing martial arts really make people live that long?"

Although Jiang Yuchuan had taught him the "Eternal Spring Skill" and some boxing techniques long ago, he had never told him anything about the effects of practicing this skill or about things in the martial arts world.

Therefore, in Qi Changqing's mind, practicing martial arts was only about strengthening the body and increasing strength, and had no other effects.

But it wasn't until he overheard Xuanxi and Jiang Yuchuan's conversation today that he gradually realized from his shock that he had probably oversimplified the cultivation of martial arts.

Jiang Yuchuan glanced at Qi Changqing, who was still in a daze, and asked, "What? Do you find it a bit unbelievable?"

Qi Changqing nodded.

Jiang Yuchuan asked with a smile, "Are you regretting studying medicine instead of focusing on martial arts now?"

Upon hearing this, Qi Changqing instantly snapped out of his daze, quickly shaking his head and waving his hands, saying firmly, "Changqing has never regretted learning medicine from you, sir! I don't know it now, and I won't know it in the future!"

“You don’t need to be so nervous. I didn’t mean to blame you,” Jiang Yuchuan said with a smile. “Actually, in the martial arts world, most martial artists are no different from ordinary people except for being slightly stronger. People like Daoist Xuanxi are only a very small minority. It’s very likely that there’s only one in ten thousand.”

"So that's it..."

Qi Changqing nodded thoughtfully.

Jiang Yuchuan raised his finger and gently tapped Qi Changqing's forehead. "If you can cultivate the 'Eternal Spring Technique' that I taught you to the sixth level, you will naturally be able to live past a hundred years old as easily as Daoist Xuanxi."

Qi Changqing's eyes suddenly lit up. "Is what you said true, sir? So the Everlasting Spring Technique is this powerful!" Then he asked with curiosity, "I remember you said that the Everlasting Spring Technique has eight levels. If you can easily live for over a hundred years if you only cultivate to the sixth level, what about if you cultivate to the eighth level?"

Jiang Yuchuan did not answer directly, but instead picked up a petal that had just fallen on him, placed it in his palm, and spread it in front of Qi Changqing.

Qi Changqing took the petal with a puzzled look and placed it in his palm. After thinking for a while, he still couldn't understand what Jiang Yuchuan wanted to express.

Just as he was about to ask, he heard Jiang Yuchuan say:

"There's no benefit in telling you this now. You'll understand when you reach that point in the future."

Qi Changqing seemed to listen to Jiang Yuchuan's words without question, so even though he was still confused, he didn't ask any more questions.

But then he quickly remembered something and looked at Jiang Yuchuan with curiosity: "Sir, what level have you reached in your cultivation of the Everlasting Spring Technique?"

Jiang Yuchuan looked at Qi Changqing and smiled inexplicably, "What do you think?"

"The...eighth floor!"

Qi Changqing thought for a moment, then answered with certainty.

Sir, you are so skilled, you must have already cultivated this "Eternal Spring Skill" to the highest level!

Jiang Yuchuan simply smiled and did not answer Qi Changqing's question.

"Alright, it's getting late, you should go back and rest."

"Okay, okay..."

Qi Changqing mumbled a reply, then secretly glanced at Jiang Yuchuan a few more times. Seeing that Jiang Yuchuan remained unmoved, he bid farewell and left with a disappointed look on his face.