I'm not a god of wine

Chapter 25
"..." Xu Le froze for a moment, then looked into the pile of ashes.

It seemed to be a small stone, as black as ink, like a black gem, mixed in the pile of ashes, it was inconspicuous at all.

If Xu Le hadn't looked at it a few more times, it would have been almost impossible to detect its existence.

"Burning a book can also burn a stone?" Xu Le picked up the small stone with a strange face, and looked at it for a long time.

Suddenly, a strange red light flashed on the stone.

Xu Le's eyes gradually became confused, staring blankly at the stone, as if completely attracted by it.

……

"What is this place?" Xu Le looked around.

I actually appeared in a bamboo forest, and in front of me, there was an old man in green clothes, wearing a sword and holding a jug, looking at me with a smile.

"Little friend, this is Xu Zhu's illusion."

The old man spoke with a gentle voice. While speaking, he handed over the jug and said to Xu Le: "This is what I like all my life, little friend, would you like to have a drink with the old man?"

"Senior, dare I ask who you are?"

Xu Le looked at this person in confusion, he was a little confused, didn't he just drink in the wine cellar?How did you come to this place?
"The name, I have forgotten, if you want, just call me ghost old man."

"Thank you Senior Ghost." Xu Le took the jug in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and drank it in one gulp.

pain!
The moment he drank the wine, an extreme pain came from Xu Le's body, as if cut by a thousand knives.

Where the wine flowed, it was like magma, burning every piece of Xu Le's flesh and blood.

Big drops of sweat fell from Xu Le's forehead, and his face was as pale as paper. However, he still gritted his teeth and kept silent.

The old man who called himself the ghost old man looked at his reaction with a smile, as if he was very interested.

Gradually, Xu Le's face turned from white to blue, and the pain fermented in his body, and slowly, it began to change from extremely hot to extremely cold.

The wine seemed to have not only entered the stomach, but also penetrated into Xu Le's limbs and internal organs.

At a certain moment, there was a roar in Xu Le's ears, and the two feelings, one cold and one hot, turned into endless sweetness at the same time.

From extreme pain to extreme sweetness, the taste cannot be understood by outsiders.

"Good wine!"

Xu Le opened his eyes and yelled, with endless aftertaste on his face.

He has never drank such wine, compared with the old man's pot of wine, Yutangchun, Immortal Drunk, Moutai Wuliangye, all of them are rubbish.

"Senior Ghost, may I ask what kind of wine is this?" Xu Le smacked his lips, looking at the old man with unsatisfactory expressions.

"Hahahahaha!"

The old man laughed loudly: "Little friend is really amazing. His cultivation is only at the peak of the Ninth Rank, but he can withstand such alcohol. It really is a talent."

"Senior, it's ridiculous." Xu Le shook his head with a flushed face.

The old ghost looked at him and said with a smile: "This wine is called Yin Yang Dao. It is made by picking snow lotus from Tianshan Mountain, fire essence from flaming valley, plus dozens of poisons and tonics. It has been refined by the master winemaker for 49 days made."

"Yin and Yang are falling..." Xu Le muttered to himself.

Although he knew it was an illusion and everything in front of him was an illusion, Xu Le still felt lingering fear.

Just now, if he hadn't had an extremely high capacity for alcohol, and a normal person drank that drink just now, he would have died of drunkenness on the spot, and his death would have been extremely tragic.

"Although this wine is good, I dare not drink it any more, so I'd better return it to you, senior." Xu Le smiled wryly, and handed the jug back to the old man.

The old ghost took the jug from Xu Le, drank it in a big gulp, and after drinking it, he let out a sigh of relief, his face remained unchanged.

Xu Le was dumbfounded.

"Little friend, do you know why the old man dragged you into this illusion?" Old Ghost said, looking at Xu Le after finishing his drink.

"Senior, please clarify your doubts." Xu Le cupped his hands and said.

The old ghost looked at him, and said calmly: "The old man is now the body of the remnant soul, and your body is the best container for the old man's remnant soul, so the old man wants to take your body away, my little friend." How about next?"

"Oh?" A look of surprise appeared on Xu Le's face, and then he smiled and said, "It's a great honor for this junior to be favored by seniors."

"Aren't you afraid?" Now, it was Old Ghost's turn to be surprised.

"It's just death, what's there to be afraid of?" Xu Le shook his head and smiled, looked at the old man Gui and said, "However, before dying, this junior wants to get drunk with senior, what does senior think?"

The old ghost looked at Xu Le, and suddenly laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, okay, let's drink!"

While speaking, the old ghost waved his sleeves, and countless fine wines appeared in front of the two of them.

Every kind of wine is a rare wine in the world!

"Little friend, drink!"

The old ghost raised the flagon in his hand and waved it towards Xu Le.

Xu Le also picked up a jar of fine wine, opened the wine seal, and respected the old ghost: "Senior, please!"

The two looked at each other, smiled at the same time, and drank in one gulp.

In this way, neither of the two people spoke any more, they just toasted and drank non-stop.

Looking at the setting sun in the sky, the ghost old man put down the jug, looked at Xu Le and said, "It's been a long time since I drank so happily, it's a pity, it's a pity, little friend, if it wasn't for the old man's remnant soul that needs a container, I really don't want to take you away Between you and me, you can completely become a friend who forgets the year."

"Senior... hiccup... who the hell are you?" Xu Le blushed and was completely drunk. He looked at the old ghost and asked with drunken eyes.

"In the Jianghu, everyone calls me the devil, but the old man prefers another title, Qinglian Dixian, ghost old man."

"Sword Immortal Qinglian... hiccup... wait, Sword Immortal Qinglian!"

Xu Le's eyes widened, and he became sober in an instant.

He remembered what his father had said to himself.

"You...you you you...you are Yinxianjiao..."

The old ghost looked at Xu Le and said with a smile: "You also know Yinxian Cult? Yes, this old man is the previous leader of Yinxian Cult and the seventh generation Qinglian Sword Immortal."

Xu Le opened his mouth, but in the end all he could say was shit.

"Senior, then...then how did you become like this?" Xu Le asked, looking up and down at the old man in front of him.

"Speaking of which, I'm not afraid of your jokes."

The ghost old man took a sip of wine, shook his head, and said: "The old man didn't know anyone, and he took in a scoundrel. When the old man retreated and broke through the second rank, he blatantly launched a sneak attack. The Yin and Yang of the heaven and the earth rejoice in the great joy."

Such a bloody plot, the corners of Xu Le's mouth twitched, he was speechless.

"What then?"

"Later, the imperial court dispatched [-] town demon troops to encircle and suppress Yinxian Cult. The main altar was destroyed, and the yin and yang joy of heaven and earth naturally fell into the hands of the imperial court, and passed into the hands of Qin Huai's son."

"The old man deliberately and secretly led him to search for the stunning woman, and took her away only after he had completed his magic skills, but he didn't expect that you would kill that kid, and you would also obtain the gift of yin and yang joy in the world."

Having said that, the old man looked at Xu Le and smiled without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)