Saint Ancestor of All Demons

"Why?" Zhu Xi asked curiously.

The middle-aged Taoist smiled slightly, took the gourd and took a sip of wine: "The secret of heaven must not be leaked."

Zhu Xi rolled his eyes: "Tch, Shen Shen is nagging, if there is any disaster, you are not going to cause it, right?"

The middle-aged Taoist laughed loudly when he heard this, but said nothing more.

Xiang Chen picked up the wine bowl and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for informing me. We will pay attention to it."

The middle-aged Taoist shook his head, picked up the gourd and said, "We are destined to meet each other. Let's drink and drink."

"By the way, don't you know the name of this fellow Taoist? My dear, Mu Chen, this is my disciple and my adopted daughter Zhu Xi."

Xiang Chen took the initiative to ask the other person's name, so that Xiang Chen could take the initiative to ask for the name, which shows that this person's cultivation must be extremely extraordinary.

The middle-aged Taoist smiled and said: "The name - I have long forgotten it."

He shook the wine gourd in his hand: "Just call me Taoist Master of Wine, Mu Chen. My name sounds familiar, but it's Mu Chen, the greatest master in the world, from the Tianfeng Dynasty!"

Xiang Chen did not answer, and Zhu Xi next to him said arrogantly: "Yes, the person standing in front of you is Emperor Tianfeng who single-handedly defeated Zhao Wuji, the first grandmaster of the Tianfeng Dynasty, and Su He, the first grandmaster of the Beiyuan Empire. Balu’s greatest master in the world, Mu Chen, is the Sun-Swallowing God Lord.”

The wine connoisseur laughed loudly when he heard this: "You girl is interesting, but you are one body with two souls, one good and one evil, one Buddha and one demon. Be careful, you may lose your soul and personality and become a devil in the future!"

Zhu Xi's face changed slightly when he heard this. This person actually saw his situation at a glance.

Xiang Chen was not surprised. He took out a jar of wine from his storage ring and poured it for himself. Suddenly, a strange aroma of wine filled the air. When the wine connoisseur smelled the aroma, his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had seen some strange treasure.

"Xixi, please stop showing off my identity in front of this senior. I am nothing in front of others. Senior, do you want to try my wine?"

"It smells so unique. Please fill it up for me. This must be the famous bar in Tianlang City over the years?"

The wine connoisseur directly gave Xiang Chen his wine gourd and asked him to pour wine into it. He was not afraid that different wines would have different flavors in the gourd.

It is estimated that there are many small universes inside, which can contain different kinds of wine.

Xiang Chen waved his hand, and the wine in the wine jar turned into a trickle and poured into the other person's gourd. When it was not full, the wine Taoist couldn't wait to pick up the wine gourd and take a sip.

I just feel that this wine has a clear fragrance without any mixed taste. It enters my throat softly, but when it enters my stomach, it explodes like a flame. A hot yang energy spreads throughout my body. I feel that all the pores in my body suddenly relax and open, making my body feel indescribably comfortable.

Especially on this rainy night, it looks warm.

"Good wine!" The wine connoisseur immediately praised. He had never tasted wine like this. The original wine culture in this world was mainly rice wine and rice wine and fruit wine, and there was no brewing process and culture like liquor.

Most people are used to drinking rice wine and rice wine, but are not used to drinking white wine. Unless it is the light-flavored type of white wine, people who drink it for the first time will find it difficult to swallow the strong-flavored type of liquor because the aroma is too strong.

The wine Xiang Chen was giving the other party to drink at this moment was the light-flavored classic Huafen, and any experienced drinker would be able to taste its deliciousness in one sip.

Xiang Chen took out another jar and gave it to the other party: "This wine is not the wine that Hongmeng Tianwu brewing technology can produce, but the wine produced in my hometown of Jiuzhou. Unfortunately, my hometown has been destroyed. Now I am living in a foreign land, even if I drink the wine from my hometown. , but there are no more hometown people and scenery.”

The wine connoisseur nodded: "I see, I said that I have never drunk such wine in Hongmeng Tianwu, but little brother, there is no need to miss it. Life is always about constant loss. From birth, I am destined to continue to talk to everything in this world. There will be no future.”

"Wine is something that brews time and the past. When you are drunk, many unspeakable and difficult-to-open hearts will naturally open up. When you are drunk, you will dare to recall those things you don't want to recall, and those things you want to remember. The worries that need to be forgotten can be temporarily put aside.”

"Haha, we are destined to meet each other. It should come to light."

Xiang Chen also raised the wine bowl: "Haha, come on, raise your glass to the bright moon, and drink together as three of us. In ancient times, the sages were all lonely, and only the drinkers left their names!"

"Good poems, these things forget my worries, and I leave behind my worldly feelings. I have been drunk for a long time, and a thousand cups have been drained. When the cups are full, the pot will tip over."

Two people who met by chance drank and chatted in the rainy night.

The next day, at noon, Xiang Chen stretched and stood up. There was still some residual heat from the bonfire in the ruined temple. Zhu Xi used the residual heat from the bonfire to heat porridge.

As for the middle-aged wine Taoist, he has left, but he left behind a wine gourd. This wine gourd was not the one he drank. It contained a kind of fine wine brewed by the wine Taoist himself.

Xiang Chen washed his face and brushed his teeth, and continued to set off with Zhu Xi to Daoxuan Tiandu.

The entire Daoxuantian is suspended between nine mountains, and there is a spacious staircase made of huge white clouds that leads to the gate of Daoxuantian.

There were many people going up and down the Baiyun Stairs, most of them wearing clothes similar to Taoist robes, looking like thousands of immortals coming to pay homage.

Xiang Chen and Zhu Xi issued an entry order at the gate of Daoxuan Tiandu and entered the city in a polite manner. Most of the people walking in the streets were wearing Taoist robes.

It is better to say that it is a Taoist robe, but it is a variety of characteristic clothing that is similar in appearance to a Taoist robe. Just like Hanfu, Hanfu is just a general term. In fact, there are too many types of Hanfu, and each dynasty is different.

Many women who come and go also like to comb their hairpins into buns.

The first thing she did when entering the city was that Zhu Xi took Xiang Chen to buy local specialty clothes. She changed into a Taoist-style moon-white Taoist robe with clear sleeves and bright moons.

He also chose a pure white Baiyun Exalted Immortal robe for Xiang Chen, who looked extremely handsome when wearing it.

The architectural style in Daoxuan Tiandu is also different from other places. Most of the buildings are Taoist temples, Taoist temples, attics, and octagonal buildings.

Even the houses that ordinary people live in are somewhat imitated in the style of Taoist temples. The white walls and cornices are somewhat similar to the architectural style of Huizhou.

"Everyone, if you want to say that the most distinctive feature of our Daoxuan Tiandu is of course the Eight Jue of Daoxuan!"

When passing by a teahouse, you can vaguely hear a storyteller at the door describing the characteristics of Daoxuan Tiandu.

Most of the people who came here to listen to books and drink tea were foreign guests and travelers. Xiang Chen and Zhu Xi were curious, so they also entered the teahouse. After paying for tea, they found a seat and listened to the storyteller above talking about Xuantian. The eight unique skills of the capital.

Immediately, a foreign traveler asked out of curiosity: "Which eight skills are they?"

The storyteller smiled slightly: "Don't panic, gentlemen, just listen to me and tell me slowly."