Chapter 407: I urge you to drink another glass of wine
Chapter 407: I urge you to drink another glass of wine
True Person Qingyou loves wine, but she seldom drinks on weekdays. She looks down on ordinary wine and only the strongest spiritual wine is her favorite.
But for Nascent Soul cultivators, how many fine wines are there in the Tiangu Realm that can be called strong?
Xianyou Valley does have a kind of wine called Zhuhuo Wine, which has always been loved by Qingyou. Every fifty years on the wine-making day, she would buy a few kilograms of it. The raw materials used to brew Zhuhuo Wine are very rare, so Xianyou Valley can only brew a few hundred kilograms at a time.
The reason why Qingyou was able to dig out several kilograms of Zhuhuo wine under the supervision of a group of Jindan cultivators was because of her extraordinary talent.
Whether Tianjian Mountain can produce another sword immortal-level figure in the next hundred years depends on how hard Qingyou works, even though Qingyou himself is not interested in this.
I've gone off topic. In short, after tasting this monkey wine, Qingyou no longer believes that all alcohol, except spirits, is horse urine.
Taking into account the group of little elves, the monkey wine that Chu Yi took out was not strong in alcohol. Different from the Drunken Immortal Wine, this monkey wine was just pure wine, and the raw materials used were just some ordinary spiritual fruits in the fairy world, and some were even just some fruits.
Little does the world know that the original method of brewing monkey wine was actually taught to the Fighting Immortal Emperor by an old monkey in the tribe when he was still a Taoist priest.
The story of the Fighting Immortal Emperor and the old monkey is too long to be mentioned here. Monkey wine is used by the Fighting Immortal Emperor to commemorate the old monkey, or to commemorate his own past.
It is not precious, but it is definitely delicious. Even from Chu Yi's perspective, this monkey wine can be considered extremely good.
Of course, preciousness is relative. Ordinary people in the Hongmeng World want to have a sip of the monkey wine brewed by the Fighting Immortal Emperor?
Haha~!
"Chu Yi, this monkey wine is delicious. How much is left in your gourd?"
The future sword fairy Xilin was a little tipsy. With her palm-sized body, she certainly couldn't drink much, but she began to worry about how much wine was left in Chu Yi's wine gourd. She was really a little worried.
"About one river, so how much do you want to drink, Xilin?"
Chu Yi naturally had to make some fun of this little elf that couldn't recognize itself. He would hold the little guy in his arms and "torture" him a little, which was just a side job.
A river?!
Qingyou froze. What kind of new way of counting was this?
She began to use her spiritual sense to quickly calculate how many kilograms of monkey wine there were, but no matter how she looked at it, she would definitely not be able to finish drinking the whole river of wine in her lifetime.
So, when Feng Po and her two disciples were amazed, there was already a bold idea in her eyes when she looked at Chu Yi.
Of course, he had to be patient for now. Sword cultivators did not have the habit of taking advantage of others for no reason. However, he could drink as much as he wanted during this meal. It would be bad if he was shy!
Qingyou was completely relaxed thinking this from the bottom of his heart. There was no need for someone to pour the wine for the gourd. As they were all cultivating immortals, controlling objects with the mind was just basic training. Seeing their master pouring bowl after bowl of monkey wine into his mouth, even though the alcohol content of the wine was not high, An Xue, Mu Feng and Feng Po were still a little frightened.
The alcohol content of Monkey Wine is indeed not high, but it is hard to resist drinking it like this. If you get drunk and go crazy, it will be a lot of fun!
Thinking of this, even with all the delicious food and wine in front of him, Feng Po still paid some attention to it, and was ready to take action directly if something went wrong.
"Wow! Good wine!"
"Master Chu, come, I'll give you a bowl!"
As she drank, Qingyou felt unsatisfied, so she took off her bamboo hairpin, letting her long black hair flutter in the breeze. Picking up the wine bowl, Qingyou looked at Chu Yi with a slightly dazed look in her eyes, and spoke in a heroic tone.
"Senior Sister, how about—"
"Shut up, now is the time to have fun, don't force me to cut you!"
Feng Po was choked. Qing You turned around, changed his expression in seconds, and looked at Chu Yi again.
Funi covered her mouth and chuckled, she just thought this scene was very interesting. Wu Xinrou didn't drink alcohol on weekdays. People who practiced martial arts needed self-discipline, but today she broke the rules. However, now it seems that it was a completely bad thing.
Of course, this is only allowed when drinking with your own master.
Wu Xinrou smiled, turned her head to look at the girl in white dress who was eating silently, thought for a while, and then imitated her master's actions and rubbed her head. The girl's body froze instantly, and she was obviously at a loss.
"please."
Chu Yi naturally would not spoil the fun. Under the admiring gazes of Linglong, Xilin and other little ones, he drank the bowl of monkey wine in the water.
"Okay! Sect Master Chu, we are destined to meet today. In my opinion, why don't we-"
Qingyou drank three bowls in a row, and while he was drunk, he was about to say something outrageous. At the critical moment, Fengpo didn't care whether he would be scolded or not, and interrupted him directly.
"Senior Sister! You've drunk too much!!"
"I'm sorry, Sect Master Chu, my sister's drinking habits are a little lacking."
His senior sister's temperament has not changed at all after nearly two hundred years. While Feng Po was apologizing, he couldn't help but recall the scene two hundred years ago when Qingyou, who hadn't even reached the Golden Core stage, forced an old ancestor who had reached the God Transformation stage to become sworn brothers at the sect's banquet.
This is just a microcosm. As for Master Qingyou’s drinking habits, it would be tearful to talk about them any more.
"It's okay. Fellow Daoist Qingyou is indeed a man of character. This is actually a good thing."
"You don't have to force yourself to change your original intention. For a sword cultivator, with a sword in hand, all thoughts will flow."
Chu Yi first signaled Feng Po not to get excited, then looked at Qing You who had come back to his senses and looked a little embarrassed. Since he had already invited this interesting person to drink monkey wine, Chu Yi simply said a few more words. As for whether he could gain anything, it depended on Qing You himself.
The words of the sage are naturally not just a simple sentence. Other people did not feel anything, but Qingyou felt as if a huge bell exploded in his mind, and the sound of the Tao was like the sound of nature.
After a moment, Qingyou came back to his senses. Without saying much, he picked up the wine in the water, but his expression became extremely serious and he drank it all in one gulp.
The sword cultivator was not good at expressing himself, but he kept this feeling in his heart.
"Old Ape, what do you think of this world?"
Bingyu Tianhuang seemed to have drunk a little too much. She looked at the elves in front of her who were imitating Qingyou, pretending to be heroic, and holding wine bowls to toast Chu Yijiu. There was an indescribable emotion on her face.
"Old ape?"
But for some reason, the Sky-stepping Demon Ape, who was silently staying in the corner, did not reply to her. Turning around, Bingyu Tianhuang discovered that the Sky-stepping Demon Ape was already burping and unconscious.
The Sky-Stepping Demon Ape is not a monkey, but seems to have a special fondness for monkey wine. It is estimated that none of the people present combined can drink as much as the Sky-Stepping Demon Ape.
But it is obvious that the Sky-Stepping Demon Ape has a good drinking habit.
After all, Monkey Wine was brewed by the Immortal Emperor. Otherwise, for a 'spirit', there would be no such thing as getting drunk.
Bingyu Tianhuang shook his head and continued to drink silently. It would be a pity if this world was destroyed like their world.
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