Wonderland

Chapter 263 Drunk Immortal Brew

Xiao Lin followed suit, without even looking at the guards, he walked towards the city.

The guards just gave him a look of awe, then ignored him, and continued to collect entry fees from those Qi-refining monks.

"Fellow Daoist, don't you know where to cultivate?" After entering the Immortal City, the strong man didn't go far, and after Xiao Lin followed, he opened his mouth and said.

"Xiao has been cultivating latently in the Southern Wilderness Immortal City, fellow Taoists also know that casual cultivators are just rootless duckweeds, who are not welcomed wherever they go, so my little brother practiced quite hard." Xiao Lin said when he entered the city. After thinking about the rhetoric, after the strong man asked, he answered without hesitation.

"That's true, but Brother Xiao was able to successfully build a foundation as a loose cultivator. It is quite a chance. In this Purple Sun Immortal City, among the monks in the foundation building stage, there are probably no more than two palms from casual cultivators." Nodding, the strong man said.

"I don't know Yougui's surname, which fairy mountain do you practice in?"

"Hehe, what kind of fairy mountain is it? My name is Meng Hu. I was born in the Northern Lantern Sect. I heard that I was born in the Southern Wilderness Immortal City. Meng has some impressions. It should be the fairy city in the ancient Xuanzong area in the south of the Southern Territory, right? Meng is still I passed by there by chance more than ten years ago."

"I didn't expect Fellow Daoist to have been to the Southern Desolation Immortal City. Oh, yes, I also came here by accident. I don't know how to go back? Should I go all the way to the south?" Xiao Lin most urgently wants to know where he is now. s position.

How many states are included in the Southern Territory, Xiao Lin can't figure it out. The Southern State he is in alone covers a radius of more than one million miles. Lin even suspected that he would never go back to Dancao Mountain.

After hearing the words, Meng Hu couldn't help but burst out laughing. Seeing the puzzled look on Xiao Lin's face, he said, "Let's go, let's drink a few cups of Zuixianjiu first, and then I will explain it to you in detail."

Although he was a bit puzzled, in this fairy city, he thought there would be no danger, besides, Meng Hu gave him a very simple and honest feeling, although he had never lived with him, he already had a warm-hearted appearance.

After thinking for a while, Xiao Lin followed Meng Hu and walked towards the depths of the fairy city.

The way the Purple Sun Immortal City was built was also quite different from the few immortal cities Xiao Lin had seen before. Xiao Lin followed Meng Hu, circling left and right. On the way, Xiao Lin also observed carefully.

He found that this fairy city was arranged according to some strange formation, not the fairy city he had seen before. It was square and square, and the roads were also horizontal and vertical. At most, the city was divided into inner and outer cities.

This Ziri Immortal City did the opposite. There was hardly a straight road that could not be seen at a glance. cycle.

After walking for more than half an hour, Xiao Lin followed Meng Hu into a restaurant. This restaurant has three floors. When he entered, it was already full of people, and it seemed extremely lively.

Xiao Lin was slightly taken aback. In this fairy city where cultivators live, not all ordinary restaurants have disappeared, but the number of them is usually very small, and there are very few customers coming in and out.

In order to practice, most cultivators pay attention to self-cultivation and self-cultivation, and avoid being contaminated with mundane atmosphere. Even if they are cultivators in the qi refining stage, although they can't completely fast, it is common for them not to eat for a few days.

As for the restaurant in front of me, the first floor alone is almost full of seats, and there are only a few practitioners, not many ordinary people.

Sweeping his eyes, Xiao Lin showed surprise on his face. It turned out that on this floor, there were actually several foundation-building monks sitting in it, tasting the fine wine in front of him, and couldn't help but show an intoxicated expression after each tasting. .

At this time, Xiao Lin noticed that Meng Hu, who had already reached the second floor, waved at him. Xiao Lin responded with a smile, and then went up the stairs to the second floor.

The second floor is different from the hustle and bustle of the first floor, it is a row of clean private rooms.

Only when Xiao Lin came to him, Meng Hu nodded to a clerk beside him. The clerk led them to the innermost private room, and then opened the door curtain.

The two of Xiao Lin entered the private room. The private room was very clean, and the decoration was simple and elegant, and through the window, one could vaguely see the outside scenery.

"Ten catties of drunken wine, hurry up." Meng Hu sat down and waved his hand to the buddy impatiently.

The guy naturally bowed again and again, and then left.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Lin couldn't help smiling, and sat down opposite Meng Hu.

"The business here is very good. When I came here before, I often didn't even have a private room. Today, I was lucky, and we caught up with the last private room left."

Although Xiao Lin is not a heavy drinker, but seeing the booming business of this restaurant, coupled with Meng Hu's anxious expression in front of him, made Xiao Lin a little bit interested in this drunk fairy wine, and he felt a little more in his heart. very much looking forward to.

"Brother Xiao, don't you know that this restaurant is very famous in our Beilan Sect area, because the owner behind this restaurant is the Jindan Elder of our Beilan Sect, Daoist Drunken Dream. "

"Drunken Dream Real Man?" Xiao Lin also showed interest on his face when he heard this, he thought this restaurant was the same as the restaurants in the secular world, at most, the craft of brewing wine was better.

But he never thought that the owner behind this restaurant is actually the ancestor of Jindan of Beilan Sect. As a result, this drunken fairy brew may also contain some secret recipes of the fairy family, which made Xiao Lin look forward to it even more.

"Our Beilanzong's Drunken Dream Daoist is a legend. It is rumored that when he was young, he fell in love with a woman. At first, that woman didn't agree with him and ignored him."

"Furthermore, Daoist Zuimeng at that time was just a low-level monk in the Qi refining stage, while that woman was in the Foundation Establishment stage, and had already been betrothed by the elders of the family to a direct descendant of a great cultivator family."

"But Daoist Zuimeng didn't give up. In order to pursue this woman, he purposely went to pick the precious spirit flowers in the Yaoyuan. Unexpectedly, he encountered a real-level monster. After a great battle, Daoist Zuimeng was seriously injured and escaped by chance. life."

Xiao Lin was listening intently, the door curtain was lifted, and the clerk came in with some wine gourds.

Seeing the wine coming, Meng Hu hurriedly picked up a wine gourd, poured himself a big glass, drank it down, and seemed to have forgotten to tell the story of Zuimeng Zhenren.

Xiao Lin watched Meng Hu drink three cups in a row in silence, and couldn't help pouring himself a cup, and drank it lightly.

A gust of coolness flowed down his throat, and after entering his abdomen, it turned into a streak of scorching sun and spread towards his whole body. At the same time, weak strands of spiritual energy penetrated into Xiao Lin's internal organs, making him feel extremely refreshed.

"Good wine." After a while, Xiao Lin opened his eyes and exclaimed.

"Haha, that's natural. In order to drink the drunken wine, even the drunkards from the nearby fairy cities will often come here, just to have a quick drink."

"That's not easy. Just buy more. Anyway, we immortal cultivators have storage bags, so we won't be unable to take them with us." Xiao Lin said.

"It's a good idea." After taking a big sip of wine, Meng Hu rolled his eyes at Xiao Lin, and said, "The supply of Zuixianniang in this restaurant is limited, and each person can only drink ten catties at most, and one or two more Not for sale either."

"Is there any shop in the world that doesn't do business?" Xiao Lin replied in surprise.

"Hey, didn't you see it? But Meng Hu still has something to ask." Meng Hu looked at Xiao Lin with a smile on his lips.

Seeing the smile on Meng Hu's face, Xiao Lin seemed to have a bad feeling.

"Don't be afraid, I don't have any other intentions. The limit for each person of this Zuixianjiu is ten catties. Let's drink this ten catties together. Brother Xiao, how about giving me your quota when the time comes?" Meng Hu looked expectantly. Looking at Xiao Lin.

Xiao Lin was speechless for a moment. Now he finally knew why the guy in front of him was so enthusiastic about him. His feelings were due to his [-]-jin quota.

"Since Brother Meng opened his mouth, Xiao Lin naturally had to agree, otherwise he would have let down the drink that Brother Meng invited." Xiao Lin said with a wry smile.

"Haha, Brother Xiao is still loyal enough, come, drink."

Xiao Lin also drank it in a big gulp. This drunken wine is indeed the best wine Xiao Lin has ever drunk since he was born. When he was very young, he once went to steal villages with a few friends. Drink the wine from the old man's collection.

After being discovered, he was beaten up by his father. Later, with the severe drought in Nanzhou, the people couldn't even eat, and there was no surplus food to make wine, so Xiao Lin never drank alcohol since then.

After cultivating the truth, I have been busy practicing, so why have I ever thought about this cup of immortal wine.

Xiao Lin poured himself a large glass and drank it all in one gulp. Seeing Xiao Lin also let go completely, Meng Hu laughed and felt that the wine had met his confidant. is empty.

"By the way, Brother Meng, you haven't finished the story of the real Zuimeng?" After drinking for an hour, Xiao Lin remembered the story of the real Zuimeng told by Meng Hu earlier, and couldn't help asking.

"This is not a story, but a good story in our cultivation world."

After a pause, Meng Hu continued: "Although Daoist Zui Meng came back from serious injuries, he was holding a precious spiritual flower tightly in his hand."

"When Daoist Zuimeng handed over this spirit flower to that woman's hand covered in blood, that woman's heart of iron and ice melted at this moment. Maybe she didn't even know it. I have already started to fall in love with Drunken Dream."

"From then on, the two gradually began to meet frequently, traveling in the mountains and rivers, traveling in the world, traveling in pairs, going in and out of Qingming, maybe in the hearts of the drunk dream real person and the woman at that time, it was not important to practice the truth and cherish it." The person in front of you is the real one.”

"What happened later?" Xiao Lin's face was blushing, and he couldn't help being surprised and envious when he heard that there was such a life-and-death love in the cultivation world.

A graceful snow-white figure flashed in his mind
"Hey!" Hearing this, Meng Hu took a deep breath, and said, "Then it was a tragedy. You said that we are cultivators who pursue the way of immortality, which can be regarded as going against the sky, but others follow the way of heaven. I just want to be with the one I love forever, is it against the sky and can't I do it?"

(End of this chapter)