Eight Hundred and Twentieth Chapters Drunk

Purple bamboo brew is a special product in Tianjianmen.

There is a purple bamboo forest in Xianshan.

It is full of purple bamboos.

Even though there are no flowers in this purple bamboo forest, when you approach, you can still smell a burst of elegant fragrance.

It is said that this purple bamboo is originally a characteristic product near Xiaoleiyin Temple in Hezhou, Xiniu.

Many years ago, a senior in Tianjianmen was addicted to alcohol, so he spent a lot of effort to transplant the soil and purple bamboo from Xiniu Hezhou into the fairy mountain, and they still survived.

When purple bamboo shoots are just born, a special technique is used to inject special wine mother into the bamboo cavity.

Next to the Purple Bamboo Forest, set up the "Superior Spirit Gathering Formation".

As the purple bamboo grows day by day, it absorbs the dew in the morning and the frost in the night. Over time, every little bit of water seeps into it. For at least ten years, a good wine is born.

But these ten years are just the basic requirements.

It takes ten years to make wine, and one Jiazi to make wine.

Zizhu Niang means that this wine has been grown in Zizhu for 60 years, and it can be called the old cellar of Xianshan.

The production cycle of Zizhu wine is fast, tons and tons are produced as soon as it comes out, and ordinary disciples can also drink it. It has the effect of prolonging life and helping to absorb Qi...it is also very fragrant.

As for Zizhu brewing, the output is scarce, after all, the required year is there. Only those with a certain status in the door can drink it.

Fortunately, not every cultivator of Tianjianmen likes this, otherwise, the small forest alone would not be able to meet such needs.

Chen Bei is indeed a wine drinker.

When he saw it, he recognized that it was Zizhu brew, not ordinary Zizhu wine. You only need to carefully observe the sealed bamboo joints, the purple is black and the pink is moist, as if it has gone through vicissitudes and winds and rains for a certain year.

Chen Bei blushed immediately, he couldn't even take care of the chores, he dropped the ax and led Yi Lin to his room.

After closing the door with a slam, Chen Bei lit the oil lamp, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Yi Lin looked around, the act of closing the door tightly and Chen Bei furtively lighting the oil lamp had the charm of lighting a lamp in a latrine.

"Hey,

Xiao Lin, how do you know that this old man... is so good? "

Yi Lin pointed to the back of Chen Bei's buttocks: "One day I accidentally dug the soil and buried a few jars there."

Chen Bei was taken aback: "Did you dig... in my room?"

No wonder he had noticed that the soil on the old cellars of those altars had been touched.

"Ahem, accident, accident."

Yi Lin hastily stuffed Zizhu Niang into Chen Bei's hands.

Chen Bei laughed dryly, and he didn't ask about the origin of the wine, he would talk after drinking it.

If you have wine today, are you drunk today~

Yi Lin handed over the carpenter's knife, and Chen Bei held it in his hand, hesitating for a moment, then with a ruthless heart, he chopped open the Zizhu seal.

Suddenly, the fragrance overflowed, like flowers and honey.

Yi Lin drank too.

Although he is not good at wine, this purple bamboo brew has been brewed for sixty years, and it tastes like drinking honey. It is sweet but not greasy, fragrant but not colorful, it melts in the mouth, refreshing. Compared with ordinary wine, the taste tastes higher than that of ordinary wine.

Yi Linchun drank this thing as a drink, anyway, it was not in vain, it is said that it is very helpful for cultivation.

While drinking the 60th grade Zizhu wine, he felt the generosity of the two masters in his heart.

Thanks~

An old man and a young man were grateful, and drank the Tibetan wine of Gongyang and Erlao, enjoying themselves.

The toasts were staggered, and the wine went through three rounds.

Yi Lin hiccupped, her face turned reddish.

This Zizhu brew doesn't taste like wine, but when it enters the throat, it burns vigorously in the abdomen like a fire, which is very refreshing.

"I am drunk?"

Yi Lin muttered, Chen Bei in front of him seemed to have learned the double image in his eyes.

"No, you're not drunk~"

Chen Bei gulped down another sip, his mood came, and he decided to drink some wine. So Chen Bei generously dug out an altar from the hidden wine buried in the house, and after the two wolfed down the Zizhu stuffing, they directly used the diabolo as a cup and spooned the wine from the jar.

"happy!"

Chen Bei exhaled alcohol, but Yi Lin didn't notice that in the distant forest, a wild crane started up, and the gloomy forest was rattling and a large area was overwhelmed by a gust of wind.

Yi Lin didn't expect that Zizhu Niang would be so good, but at this moment, not only did he not feel drunk, but he also felt very sober and his brain was extremely active.

Taking advantage of being slightly drunk, Yi Lin narrated her troubles.

"Master Chen, I want to ask you, how can the two completely different systems be integrated?"

"System?" Chen Bei stared blankly, expressing his incomprehension of this word.

"It's like Buddhist exercises and Taoist exercises."

"Bastard!" Chen Bei trembled coldly: "How can Taoist exercises and Buddhist exercises be mixed together?"

"But what do I have to do?"

"Then you kid can, then just mess around~ hiccup~"

"But I can't get along!"

Yi Lin raised her head and took a gulp.

"Hey, you kid, you walk too fast." Chen Bei pointed to Yi Lin's nose, and laughed, showing contempt: "Sometimes, walking too fast may not be a good thing, slow down and turn around." Take a look, take a look, maybe there will be unexpected gains."

"Really? Hiccup~ I also think I'm pretty fast, this is the trouble of smart people!"

Yi Lin shook her head and sighed, exhaling the fragrance of wine.

"Yeah, the troubles of smart people."

Chen Bei didn't know what to think of, a faint sadness floated in his turbid eyes, but when he opened and closed his wrinkled eyelids, the sadness disappeared again.

"By the way, I want to go to Fangyuan Mountain to learn formation techniques, but those two stubborn rams refuse, what's the matter?"

"Array? What array are you free to learn?"

"I like it!"

"Tsk, they refused, so you stole their Zizhu Niang? This is Zizhu Niang, a Jiazi wine, damn it...how dare you!"

In fact, what Chen Bei was thinking at the time was, why didn't I have such a face when I was young!

If you have such a face, you can't drink any wine!

"Ahem, don't talk nonsense, I'll sue you for slander, that's borrowing, borrowing, understand?"

"Good borrowing, wonderful borrowing! My old man has been greedy for many years, so I will borrow some more tomorrow?"

Yi Lin was stunned for a moment, Chen Bei was so bold that he thought about the elder's wine collection. He hesitated for a moment, thinking that this wine is indeed delicious, but there are only seven bottles in Gongyang Erlao's wine cellar, and Yi Lin secretly took two bottles, so there are...five bottles left! If you take it again, it seems a little too much?

Thinking of this, Yi Lin lowered her voice guiltily, and muttered softly, "This, isn't it?"

"Old Chen, I don't think you are so timid."

Chen Bei also fought hard for a good wine, and encouraged him with the courage of his wine.

"Tch, am I cowardly? I am right and wrong, big right and wrong, insurmountable..."

Snapped!

Chen Bei squinted, and threw an unremarkable token at Yi Lin's feet: "Take this broken thing and go to Fangyuan Mountain. You said you want to learn from a teacher. Ren Qingshan has to accept it even if he doesn't want to."

swish.

As soon as the token landed with a bang, Yi Lin's hand was so fast that it exploded, and she received the token in her arms in an instant.

This sudden burst of hand speed made Chen Bei startled, and felt incredible in his heart.

This is how fast a half-drunk and half-awake person can have?

Are you using a forbidden technique?

"Big right and wrong, why don't we have a toast with Lao Chen! Drink Zizhu Niang tomorrow!"

"Hey, cheers! For the wine!"

"Dry!"

...

...

Yi Lin didn't know when she fell asleep.

When she opened her eyes, Yi Lin felt as if she had crawled out of the trash.

Looking at the wine jars all over the place, Yi Lin gradually recalled what happened last night, feeling her scalp tingling.

Fuck, I drank too much!

He is still a child!

Uncle Chen, how dare you get a child drunk!

Yi Lin opened the door and rushed out, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and found that the sun was already high in the sky, clearly it was noon. The problem facing Yi Lin now is, which noon is this noon.

He walked on the trail while recalling what happened that night when he was drunk.

Uncle Chenbei probably went to work, but he couldn't find it along the way.

To Yi Lin's amazement, the Zizhu Niang was really not an ordinary fine wine. When he woke up with a hangover, he didn't have any common hangover discomforts such as headache, nausea, and heart palpitations. On the contrary, he was full of energy and walked like flying. When he ran, he felt that his legs stretched a little.

He checked carefully and was even more surprised.

What he practiced was the entry-level classic "Jianxin Miscellaneous Records" of Tianjianmen, which was to lay the foundation. He had practiced a few cyclones and barely reached the level of the fifth level of Qi, but after a few nights of hangovers, he woke up and soared to the eighth level of Qi.

This wave is a shotgun change!

Because of running hastily, a fine layer of sweat broke out on his body. If you look carefully, there is still a little black and greasy dirt in the sweat, which is so dirty that Yi Lin can't wait to rush back to the room immediately, fetch a basin of water to wash herself well, and clean herself up.

On the way, Yi Lin didn't have any fragments, but she figured out many things clearly. He touched the inconspicuous token in his arms, thoughtful.

It turns out that Uncle Chen is really the hidden examiner in the handyman class!

It turned out to be such a setting!

...

about noon.

Yi Lin worked hard to get back to the preaching garden.

At this moment, the door of the preaching garden is wide open... wide open.

It feels like "come in if you have the feeling".

Yi Lin was stunned for a moment in front of the door, the open door led directly to the yard.

In the yard, the two masters were out of control, their black faces pursed their lips, one held a white stone, the other a black stone, with both hands held high. Yi Lin walked from the door to the chessboard, and for more than ten seconds, neither of them dropped their hands. It seems to be waiting for something.

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