There is a purple bamboo forest in Fairy Mountain.
It is full of purple bamboo.
Even though there are no flowers in this purple bamboo forest, you can still smell waves of elegant fragrance when you get closer.
It is said that this purple bamboo is a special product near Xiaoleiyin Temple in Hezhou, Xiniu.
Many years ago, an ancestor of the Tianjian Sect was addicted to alcohol, so he spent a lot of effort to transplant the soil and purple bamboo from Hezhou, Xiniu, into the Fairy Mountain, and it actually survived.
When the purple bamboo sprouts shoots, a special technique is used to inject special wine into the bamboo cavity.
Then, set up the "Excellent Spirit Gathering Array" near the purple bamboo forest.
As the purple bamboo grows day by day, it absorbs the dewdrops in the morning and the frost at night. Over time, every drop of moisture penetrates into it. For at least ten years, the best wine will be made naturally.
But these ten years are just basic requirements.
It takes ten years to make wine, and one year to make wine.
Zizhu Niang means that this wine has been grown in Zizhu for sixty years and can be called a fairyland old cellar.
The production cycle of Zizhu wine is fast. Once it comes out, it is produced in tons and tons. Even ordinary disciples can drink it. It has the effect of prolonging life and helping to absorb Qi... and it is also very fragrant.
As for Zizhu Brewing, the production is rare, after all, the required years are there. Only those with a certain status in the family can drink it.
It's a good thing that not every monk of Tianjian Sect is good at this. Otherwise, just that small forest would not be able to meet such demand.
Chen Bei is indeed a good drinker.
As soon as he saw it, he recognized that this was Zizhu Niang, not ordinary Zizhu wine. He only had to look carefully at the sealed bamboo joints, which were purple with black and pink with moist, as if they had gone through many vicissitudes of life and had been there for a certain period of time.
Chen Bei suddenly blushed and didn't even care about the chores. He dropped his ax and led Yi Lin to his room.
After slamming the door shut, Chen Bei lit the oil lamp and breathed a sigh of relief.
Yi Lin looked around. The action of Chen Bei secretly lighting the oil lamp after closing the door was quite similar to lighting a lamp in the toilet.
"Hey, Xiao Lin, how did you know that I...are so good at this?"
Yi Lin pointed to the back of Chen Bei's butt: "One day I accidentally dug the soil and buried a few jars there."
Chen Bei was stunned: "You dug dirt... into my room?"
No wonder he noticed that the soil on the old secret cellars had been disturbed before.
"Ahem, accident, accident."
Yi Lin quickly stuffed the purple bamboo wine into Chen Bei's hand.
Chen Bei laughed twice. He didn't ask about the origin of the wine. He drank it before talking.
If I have wine today, I will get drunk today~
Yi Lin handed over the carpenter's knife, and Chen Bei held it in his hand. After hesitating for a moment, he cruelly chopped open the Zizhu seal.
Suddenly, the fragrance overflows, like flowers and honey.
Yi Lin also started drinking.
Although he is not good at wine, this purple bamboo wine has been brewed for sixty years. It tastes like drinking honey. It is sweet but not greasy, fragrant but not bright. It melts in your mouth and is refreshing. The taste is just like ordinary wine.
Compared to drinks, I don’t know how many levels higher it is.
Yi Linchun drank this thing as a drink. It was not in vain anyway. It was said that it was very helpful to practice.
While he drank the 60th-grade Zizhu Brew, he felt deeply for the generosity of the two masters.
Gratitude~
The old man and the young man were grateful and drank the wine stored by the two old men, Gongyang, and enjoyed themselves.
We drank and drank together for three rounds.
Yi Lin burped from wine and turned slightly red.
This purple bamboo wine doesn't taste like alcohol when you drink it, but when it enters your throat, it burns vigorously in your belly like a fire, which is particularly refreshing.
"I am drunk?"
Yi Lin muttered. In his eyes, Chen Bei in front of him seemed to have learned a clone technique and had a double image.
"No, you're not drunk~"
Chen Bei poured another sip into his mouth. He was in a mood and decided to mix it with some wine. So Chen Bei generously dug out a jar from the wine hidden in the house, and the two of them devoured the purple bamboo wine.
After finishing, just use the diabolo as a cup and drink the wine from the jar.
"happy!"
Chen Bei breathed out a breath of alcohol, but Yi Lin didn't notice that in the forest in the distance, a group of wild cranes started to fly, and a large area of the gloomy jungle was overwhelmed by a gust of wind.
Yi Lin didn't expect that the purple bamboo brew would be so high, but at this moment, not only did he not feel drunk, but he also felt very sober and his mind was extremely active.
Under the influence of alcohol, Yi Lin expressed her troubles.
"Uncle Chen, I want to ask you, how can two completely different systems be integrated?"
"System?" Chen Beixu raised his eyes and expressed that he did not understand this term.
"It's like the Buddhist exercises and the Taoist exercises."
"Bastard!" Chen Bei was trembling with anger: "How can Taoist Kung Fu and Buddhist Kung Fu be mixed up together?"
"But I have to hang out?"
"Then if you can do it, then go ahead~ burp~"
"But I can't get along!"
Yi Lin raised her head and drank it in one gulp.
"Hey, kid, you're walking too fast." Chen Bei pointed at Yi Lin's nose, laughing with disdain on his face: "Sometimes, walking too fast may not be a good thing. Slow down your steps and look back.
Take a look, take a look, maybe you will find something unexpected."
"Really? Hiccup~ I also think I'm pretty fast. This is the trouble of smart people!"
Yi Lin shook his head and sighed, exhaling the fragrance of wine.
"Yeah, the troubles of smart people."
Chen Bei didn't know what he thought of, and a touch of sadness appeared in his turbid eyes, but as soon as his wrinkled eyelids opened and closed, the sadness disappeared again.
"By the way, I want to go to Fangyuan Mountain to learn formation skills, but those two stubborn rams refuse, what should I do?"
"Array? What array are you going to learn if you have nothing to do?"
"I like it!"
"Tsk, they refused, so you stole their purple bamboo wine? This is purple bamboo wine, a Jiazi wine, damn...how dare you!"
In fact, what Chen Bei was thinking at the time was, why didn’t I have such shame when I was young?
If you have such a face, you can't drink any wine!
"Ahem, don't talk nonsense. I'm suing you for defamation. That's a loan. It's a loan. Do you understand?"
"Good borrowing, wonderful borrowing! I've been craving for it for many years. Can I borrow some more tomorrow?"
Yi Lin was stunned. Chen Bei was so bold that he actually thought about the elder's wine collection. He hesitated for a moment, thinking that the wine was indeed delicious, but there were only seven bottles in the wine cellar of Mr. Gongyang.
Yi Lin secretly took two bottles, so that leaves... five bottles! Taking more would seem a bit excessive?
Thinking of this, Yi Lin lowered her voice guiltily and whispered: "Isn't this bad?"
"Lao Chen, I didn't think you were that timid."
Chen Bei also worked hard for a good amount of wine, and encouraged him with the courage of wine.
"Tch, am I cowardly? I know right from wrong, right from wrong, and cannot be overcome..."
Snapped!
Chen Bei squinted and threw an inconspicuous token at Yi Lin's feet: "Take this crap and go to Fangyuan Mountain. You said you wanted to become a disciple. Even if Ren Qingshan doesn't want to accept it, he has to accept it."
Swish.
The token almost hit the ground with a thud. Yi Lin's hand speed was so fast that she had the token in her arms in an instant.
This sudden burst of hand speed made Chen Bei stunned and felt incredible in his heart.
What kind of hand speed can a half-drunk and half-awake person have?
Are you using a forbidden technique?
"It's such a big deal, let's have a drink with Lao Chen! Let's drink Zizhu Brew tomorrow!"
"Hey, cheers! To the wine!"
"Dry!"
…
…
Yi Lin didn't know when she fell asleep.
When she opened her eyes, Yi Lin felt as if she had climbed out of a garbage heap.
Looking at the wine jars on the ground, Yi Lin gradually recalled what happened last night and felt her scalp numb.
Damn, I drank too much!
He is still a child!
Uncle Chen, how dare you get a child drunk!
Yi Lin couldn't help but opened the door and rushed out, only to find that the sun was already high in the sky, and it was clearly noon. The problem before Yi Lin now was, which day was this noon?
He was walking on the path while recalling what happened that night when he was drunk.
Uncle Chenbei probably went to work, but he couldn't be found along the way.
What surprised Yi Lin was that the Zizhu Brewing was indeed 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. Instead, he was full of energy, walked as fast as flying, and felt like he was running like two feet.
Both legs have grown a bit longer.
When he checked it carefully, he was even more surprised.
He practiced the Tianjian Sect's entry-level classic "Sword Heart Miscellaneous Records", which laid the foundation. He had practiced a few cyclones and barely reached the fifth level of Qi absorption, but he didn't know how many nights of hangover later
, when I woke up, my Qi levels had soared to the eighth level.
This wave is a shotgun exchange for a cannon!
Because he ran in a hurry, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his body. If you look carefully, you can see that there is a bit of black and greasy dirt in the sweat. It is so dirty that Yi Lin wants to rush back to the room immediately and get a basin of water.
Wash and tidy yourself up.
On the way, Yi Lin didn't lose anything, but he figured out many things. He touched the inconspicuous token in his arms, thoughtfully.
It turns out that Uncle Chen is really the hidden examiner in the handyman class!
It turns out that this is such a setting!
…
About noon.
Yilin worked hard to return to the missionary garden.
At this moment, the door of the Preaching Garden is open... wide open.
It feels like "just come in if you feel like it".
Yi Lin froze for a moment in front of the door. The open door led directly to the yard.
In the yard, the two masters were convulsed for some unknown reason, with black faces and curled lips. One held up the white stones, the other held up the black stones, with both hands raised high. Yi Lin walked from the door to the chessboard, and for more than ten seconds, their hands
None of them fell down. They seemed to be waiting for something.