If you will drink it, it will intoxicate you, it will heal you, it will soothe your heart, it will prepare you for the labors and fatigues of death, or of your departure." "Whither, oh ancient man," asked Quetzalcoatl, "Whither must I go ?" The old man answered:-- "You must without fail go to Tullan Tlapallan, where there is another old man awaiting you; you and he will talk together, and at your return you will be transformed into a youth, and you will regain the vigor of your boyhood." When Quetzalcoatl heard these words, his heart was shaken with strong emotion, and the old man added:-- "My lord, drink this medicine." "Oh ancient man," answered the king, "I do not want to drink it." "Drink it, my lord," insisted the old man, "for if you do not drink it now, later you will long for it; at least, lift it to your mouth and taste a single drop." Quetzalcoatl took the drop and tasted it, and then quaffed the liquor, exclaiming:-- "What is this?
It seems something very healthful and well-flavored.

I am no longer sick.

It has cured me.

I am well." "Drink again," said the old man.

"It is a good medicine, and you will be healthier than ever." Again did Quetzalcoatl drink, and soon he was intoxicated.