During the Mid-Autumn Festival of this year, Li Ye could not spend time with Nangong Ruyu. Minghui and the drunkard drank half a jar in the yard and were drunk.

The drunkard fed Nangong Ruyu two mouthfuls, looked at her and said with a smile: "Remember this taste, this is called drunken life, dream and death, this wine was brewed by your master."

Ming Hui looked at her and smiled: "This is a unique wine in the world. Yu'er can remember the taste."

Xiaohua took a sip from Nangong Ruyu's cup, looked at the two of them in confusion and asked, "Is this wine different from other wines?"

The drunkard was stunned, looked at Minghui and said with a smile: "Is there no difference?"

Ming Hui looked at the two of them, lowered her head and pondered for a long time, and said with great difficulty: "There are still some differences."

The drunkard looked at him and laughed loudly: "It's rare for a monk to tell the truth!"

Minghui looked at him and smiled: "Sometimes,... after all, not all things in the world are unified, there are still some differences."

The drunkard looked at him and frowned, and said: "I don't know what kind of blow this precious disciple of mine received in Prajna Temple like you, to be able to brew such a drunken dream."

Ming Hui did not answer him, but replied quietly: "The most painful thing in life is separation. The love between junior and younger brother is too strong, and it is easy to become a saha."

"Nonsense, if you can give up love in this world, what fun would there be?" The drunkard glared at him.

Nangong Ruyu couldn't understand the conversation between the two, so she looked at them blankly and said, "Master, will master wake up tomorrow?"

The drunkard touched her head and smiled: "I guess after he wakes up, he will take you to Xuantian Temple."

"Okay! Are the Qiuli from Grandmaster's Qingshi Courtyard still there? Did you leave them for Yu'er to eat?"

Nangong Ruyu was thinking about the autumn pear tree in the small courtyard.

"I picked a few, they taste good, my master is keeping them for you!" Jiu Ji looked at the little disciple in front of him and smiled from ear to ear. He didn't expect that before he left, he also had a disciple.

Nangong Ruyu looked at him and asked curiously: "Master, don't those pears taste delicious? Don't you like them?"

In her mind, since pears are delicious, Master should eat more.

Sa Chi looked at her, smiled helplessly, and replied: "It's just because it's delicious that Master couldn't bear to eat it all, so he had to leave some for Yu'er."

"Yu'er is also thinking about the master. I will give gifts to the two masters after I go to Xuantian to visit Yu'er."

Nangong Ruyu thought about returning to Xuantian Temple and giving the specialties brought back from Qingzhou to her two masters. This was what Li Ye taught her, and she did not dare to forget it.

She takes everything her master tells her seriously, and she doesn't dare to be lazy even in practice.

She wasn't afraid that Li Ye would scold her, but she was afraid that Li Ye would be unhappy.

Minghui smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "I didn't expect that my junior brother, in his sorrow, would actually learn all about your family background, old drunkard, and even create a drunken dream."

Looking at Minghui, the wine addict couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "You are lucky. I can't make this wine anymore."

Nangong Ruyu looked at him curiously and asked: "What's wrong, master? Didn't the master of Xuantianguan say that you are the god of wine?"

"So what if Dionysus? Dionysus also has wine that he can't brew!" The wine addict touched her head and laughed.

Nangong Ruyu looked around and asked Minghui: "Master, is the master more powerful than the master?"

Minghui was stunned, looked at Jiu Ji and said with a smile: "If we just talk about the vat of wine today, your master is indeed better than your master."

Nangong Ruyu nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Master, Yu'er's master is indeed very powerful."

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On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, Li Ye was so drunk that he fell unconscious.

Since I couldn't spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with Nangong Ruyu and Jiu Chi, I naturally couldn't hear the conversation between Jiu Chi and Ming Hui in the yard.

He fell into a deep sleep until the middle of the night, when he began to dream again.

In the dream, he returned to an unknown land, back to the moment when Mu Mu transformed into a golden phoenix.

In the dream, Mu Mu, who was wearing the flames of nirvana, looked at herself and said, "Brother, don't forget Mu Mu!"

I dreamed that Xiaoqing and Mumu were standing under the golden light beam, slowly rising into the air under the heartbreaking pain, and then disappearing in front of my eyes.

I dreamed that in the sky fire, I forged the Qingluan and Fengming swords with all my heart and blood...

I dreamed that the woman in white fed a drop of her own blood into her mouth, and then the body of the blood began to mutate, with a pair of wings growing out of her back and a horn growing out of her head.

Even the skin turned blue.

Taking Nangong Ruyu to avoid the pursuit of the practitioners in the five realms, Nangong Ruyu ran and cried and shouted: "Yu'er is not a monster, and the master is not a monster!"

Desperate, he took out the Prajna Sword... and slashed a thousand feet with the sword, leaving thousands of corpses behind him...

I dreamed that the old monk from the Great Buddha Temple transformed into a Bodhisattva and stood in front of me and said: "One thought will make you a Buddha, and one thought will turn you into a demon!"

Just like when he was drunk in an inn that year, Li Ye was covered in sweat and his hands clenched into fists!

If he were awake at this moment, he would be able to see the drop of blue blood essence in his body being quietly refined. At this moment, he would be one step closer to the later stage of the formless body.

...

The Mid-Autumn Festival is full of life and death, and the remaining wine cannot be consumed by deep sleep.

When Li Ye woke up the next day, it was already midnight.

Pushing open the door and looking at the dazzling autumn day, Li Ye saw the drunkard sitting under the tree in the yard, leaning on the bamboo chair and staring blankly at the whining kettle on the table.

She glanced at him, said nothing, and walked to the kitchen. He had been hungover all day and night, and he had to wash up.

The drunkard opened his eyes, glanced at Li Ye, and said with a smile, "Wash your face and come over for tea."

Li Ye in the kitchen replied, and after tinkering for a while, he took a half-drunk and half-awake step and sat down in front of the drunkard.

"What day do you plan to follow me back to Xuantian Temple? The old Taoist priest is thinking of you."

The drunkard poured him a cup of tea and said with a smile: "How many days did I get drunk the year I met you?"

Li Ye thought about it seriously and replied: "I seem to have forgotten."

The alcoholic looked at him and asked curiously: "After I met you that year, why didn't I think of you when I saw you again? Or was I too drunk that day?"

Li Ye laughed at himself and said: "Not only you, senior, but I also forgot what happened that day. Maybe we were both drunk, right? The difference is that I was drunk in the inn, and I don't know where the master was drunk that day.

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"Nonsense, of course I was drunk in the house, why not on the roadside?"

The drunkard looked at him and laughed.

"I want to delay for two more days and then go back to Xuantian Temple with the master. Would you like to go back first or stay here for two more days?"

Li Ye woke up and felt a little uncomfortable in his head. He wanted to wait for two days before leaving. He had something to explain to Minghui.

The drunkard picked up Mianchan's wine glass, looked at him and said, "I'll go back early tomorrow morning. You'll be back by yourself in a few days. Aren't you having trouble finding your way?"

Li Ye looked at him and chuckled: "Don't I care about you?"

"Does the wine taste good? I've never seen you break through the realm!" The alcoholic asked in confusion. The ingredients he gave Li Ye included many herbs that could improve the realm.

Li Ye looked at him and said with a smile: "This is my first time drinking, but I don't seem to have broken through. Maybe it's because my body is stronger than others and it's not easy to break through, right?"

"That's right, relying on drugs to improve your state is not a long-term solution after all." The alcoholic also knew that Li Ye had already drank twice. Thinking about it, it is indeed impossible to break through the state again.

Li Ye smiled and said, "Did my senior brother come over last night?"

"He smelled the aroma of wine, can he not come? My little disciple also took a sip of wine last night. I want her to remember this smell. This is the food memory in her life."

The drunkard looked at Li Ye and said quietly

Li Ye was stunned and asked: "How old is Yu'er? How can master give her alcohol?"

After saying that, he frowned and thought that this should never happen again. After all, Nangong Ruyu's physique is different from others, and he is afraid of exposing his problems in front of others."

"I just gave her a small sip so that she could remember the taste. Can I drink this wine every day?"

In the eyes of alcohol addicts, only Nangong Ruyu has the memory of drunken life, dreams and death. When she grows up, she will be able to distinguish the quality of wine and the level of wine. Don't let others deceive you.

"Whether it's good wine or bad wine, isn't it just what you drink into your stomach?"

In Li Ye's eyes, there is nothing good or bad about wine. Isn't it just a reason that everyone gives himself?

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"Master, it's so fun here. Why didn't you bring Yu'er here before?"

Sitting in the square in the cave, Li Ye stared blankly at Nangong Ruyu who climbed onto the dragon's skeleton. Mu Mu was able to come in because she had a black knife.

And Nangong Ruyu followed him without using anything, holding his hand and walked in.

Li Ye thought that the restriction in the cave had lost its effect, so he asked Xiaohua who was guarding outside to try it, and then he realized that the restriction was not broken at all. Nangong Ruyu, like himself, could walk in without any external objects.

Could it be that she is the daughter of the woman in white and her natural constitution is different from that of people in the five realms?

Li Ye, who was sitting in the square, felt a little dizzy and thought that even if he had no intention of going down the mountain, he would not dare to hand over Nangong Ruyu to him. He would have to discuss this matter with Nangong Xuanyuan.

Find a reason to let Wu Xin give up, and don't put your heart on Nangong Ruyu.

"Yu'er, I'm going to make a knife underground, do you want to come with me?"

Looking at Nangong Ruyu climbing up and down, Li Ye shouted. The reason he came up was just to reforge Nalan Yu's weapons.

"Okay, I'll take a look with Master. If it's not fun, Yu'er will come up and play. It's a pity that Sister Xiaohua can't come in."

Nangong Ruyu climbed down from the skeleton, ran over, held Li Ye's hand, and said with a smile.
To be continued...