For a saint, it is almost impossible for a saint to get drunk with the so-called good wine sold in ordinary stores, even if he is slightly tipsy.
In other words, top practitioners can hardly feel the pleasure of drinking.
How is wine that cannot be drunk different from soft drinks?
Therefore, when Yan Xiaoxiao asked Zhong Wen to treat him to a drink, he did not go out to buy wine, but directly took out a bunch of bottles and cans of different shapes from the ring.
The moment he opened the bottle cap, the cave was filled with a mellow and fragrant aroma. Before it even touched his lips, Yan Xiaoxiao felt slightly dizzy and actually felt a little drunk.
Even the giant rat Xiaobao, whose strength was comparable to that of a saint, staggered after just taking a deep breath of the fragrance and started to stand unsteadily.
"This, this is... the Eight Drunken Immortals!"
Yan Xiaoxiao's watery eyes revealed a look of surprise, and she couldn't help but blurt out, "You, how come you have our secret wine?"
"Senior Sister Yan has good eyesight."
Zhong Wen chuckled and didn't answer. He took out a few bowls from the ring and poured the wine on his own.
The Eight Drunken Immortals is a high-quality spiritual wine brewed two thousand years ago by an alcoholic elder from the "Huo Huang Sect" who racked his brains and went through thousands of attempts.
Ever since this elder was promoted to the spiritual master level, he rarely got drunk again. Later, when he reached the realm of a saint, drinking was like drinking water, and he no longer had any fun at all.
Because he missed the feeling of being drunk so much, he simply changed his mind and learned to make wine from scratch.
Perhaps people who are addicted to wine will have instinctive talents in winemaking. From the moment he embarked on this path, he was out of control. In just a few years, he became one of the top winemakers in the world.
Among them, several kinds of fine wines brewed are highly praised and popular all over the world.
But although these wines tasted great, they still couldn't make the saint drunk.
After thinking hard, he came up with an idea and started thinking about the elixir.
Different from the other six major sects, the cultivation atmosphere of the "Fire King Sect" is very relaxed. As long as the strength can be ensured, the sect will not restrict the daily life of the elders and disciples. It even encourages the diversified development of the disciples and cultivates as much as possible other than cultivation.
interest.
Therefore, this is a rare comprehensive sect. It is not only powerful, but also has countless alchemy masters, weapon refining masters, formation masters, and even cooking experts, planting experts and life masters such as Teacher Tony.
This is why when Zhong Wen broke into the "Sutra Cave" for the first time, he almost mistook it for the library of a vocational and technical school.
This elder found several elders in his sect who were proficient in elixirs. After more than ten years of experiments and countless kinds of elixirs, he finally succeeded in brewing a potion that would make even a saint drunk without affecting the taste and texture.
The ultimate wine for drunkenness is the "Drunken Eight Immortals" in Zhong Wen's hands.
It is said that after the success, the elder was so excited that he drank heavily every day and drank so much that he died of drunkenness in his own house.
After learning his lesson, the "Fire Emperor Sect" was worried that others would make the same mistake. Although it preserved the recipe of the Eight Drunken Immortals, it hid it deep in the innermost layer of the Buddhist Scripture Cave and no longer allowed its members to brew it at will. It only celebrated certain important festivals.
At that time, it will be taken out in limited supply.
"Yes, yes."
Seeing that Zhong Wen didn't answer, Yan Xiaoxiao thought about it on his own and quickly figured out the key, "Since you sneaked into this sect to steal the Fire Cloud Stone, you must have been to other places besides the Fire Curtain Cave. This drunk
The formula for the Eight Immortals was probably found in the Sutra Cave, right?"
"Senior Sister Yan is indeed very wise."
Zhong Wen chuckled and handed over the full wine bowl, "I can't hide anything from you."
Little did he know that he had already collected all the ancient books in the "Fire King Gate" scripture cave in the last fragment of time and space, and easily obtained the recipe for this peerless wine.
During the three years since he returned to the real world, the reason why he personally brewed the Eight Immortals was to add some happiness to his confidantes.
Naturally, Yan Xiaoxiao had no chance to know these truths.
"What if I let my uncle and dad know that I'm actually drinking here with a thief who broke into our own territory." Yan Xiaoxiao took the wine bowl, touched it boldly with the bowl in Zhong Wen's hand, and then raised his head and drank it all.
, then gently wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and said with a sweet smile, "I really don't know how they will teach me a lesson!"
"Is this how a witch behaves?"
Zhong Wen laughed and drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, "Just be careful, the Eight Drunken Immortals have great stamina. If you drink too hard, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave today."
"Why, are you reluctant to part with this drink?"
Yan Xiaoxiao's eyes were rippling, and she glanced sideways at him, her delicate red lips slightly pouted, indescribably beautiful and moving, "A big man can be so stingy!"
After that, she grabbed a wine bottle, slapped the paper seal open, and started pouring the wine.
"A few bottles of Drunken Eight Immortals, what do they mean?"
Zhong Wen stared blankly at her heroic movements like a rough man, and couldn't laugh or cry, "I'm just worried about senior sister's health. I heard that the elder of your sect who was the first to brew the Eight Drunken Immortals died of drunkenness here.
Under wine."
"That's just the sect's deliberate propaganda, coupled with rumors spread by people in the world."
Yan Xiaoxiao said disapprovingly, "Actually, Elder Wei was drunk and unconscious. He secretly ran out of the sect to fight with a powerful enemy. Unfortunately, he died in the hands of the opponent. The reason for publicizing this is just to protect the sect's face. Saint
How can an elder in this realm die of drunkenness so easily?"
"So that's it." Zhong Wen suddenly realized it. He nodded repeatedly and filled his own bowl, "It's because I'm stupid."
"But the sect is really strict about the Eight Drunken Immortals, and even a true disciple like me has a hard time drinking." Yan Xiaoxiao took the initiative to touch the bowl with him again, "It's not bad to be able to drink freely like this."
"Senior Sister Yan is a girl after all." Zhong Wen advised kindly, "It's best not to get drunk when you're out and about."
"Why?" Yan Xiaoxiao ignored his persuasion and drank it all in one gulp, then chuckled, "What if you're drunk?"
"When a beautiful and beautiful figure like Senior Sister travels around the world, she will inevitably be coveted by people with ill intentions." Zhong Wen warned earnestly, "If you lose consciousness after being drunk, wouldn't it be..."
"Why, do you have ill intentions towards me?" Yan Xiaoxiao glanced at him with a half-smile.
"How, how could it be?"
Zhong Wen's face turned red, and he couldn't help but scratch his head and said, "I have great respect for Senior Sister Yan, how dare I have any unreasonable thoughts? I'm talking about other people..."
"Nothing wrong with you at all?"
Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Yan Xiaoxiao suddenly came closer and looked directly into his eyes with big watery eyes. There was a hint of resentment in his words, "Am I so unattractive in your eyes?"
The girl's fragrant breath mixed with the mellow aroma of the Eight Immortals hit his nostrils. Zhong Wen felt his heart fluttering, his energy and blood rising, and even his consciousness began to slip into a trance.
Am I drunk?
It's rare to get drunk so quickly.
His eyes flickered, he did not dare to look directly into the other person's eyes, and he hurriedly made an excuse for himself to be drunk.
"I used to feel like I was pretty good."
Seeing that he avoided looking at her, Yan Xiaoxiao slowly stepped back and drank another bowl. Her fair face was already flushed with blushes, and she couldn't hide it from Huang Ying's sweet voice.
The meaning of loss is, "It turned out to be just an illusion. In the eyes of a truly good man, I am not worth mentioning."
"What did Senior Sister say?"
Zhong Wen felt a pain in his heart, and quickly comforted him softly, "A good woman like you, who is beautiful, smart, talented and beautiful, is hard to find even with a lantern, so how can she not be worth mentioning? I'm just..."
"But what?"
Yan Xiaoxiao suddenly raised his head, stared into his eyes closely, and asked word by word.
"me……"
Looking into her bright eyes, Zhong Wen trembled all over, as if his soul had been seen through. He hesitated for a long time, then sighed longly and said, "There is no way I can stay here.
"
"No matter where you want to go." Yan Xiaoxiao's next words surprised him even more, "I can leave with you."
"impossible."
Although he was deeply moved by his deep love for the beauty, Zhong Wen could only shake his head in pain and refuse, "You can't go where I want to go."
"Could it be that you come from some secret realm? The kind that only saints can enter?"
Yan Xiaoxiao said reluctantly, "Although I am still a spiritual master, I am only one step away from the realm of a saint. Even if I can't go there now, I will definitely be able to find you in two years."
"It's not a secret realm." Zhong Wen still shook his head.
"Where is that place?" Yan Xiaoxiao asked stubbornly, "Why can't I go?"
"It's reality."
The moment he said these three words, Zhong Wen's expression was extremely painful, his emotions could no longer be suppressed, and tears fell from his eyes.
This chapter has been completed!