Infinity Throne

Zizhu Brewing is a specialty of Tianjian Sect.

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 Xiniu Hezhou to the Fairy Mountain, and it actually survived.

When the purple bamboo shoots are just beginning to grow, 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 morning dew and night frost. Over time, every drop of moisture penetrates into it. For at least ten years, good wine will be perfect.

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, so it can be called a fairyland old cellar.

The production cycle of Zizhu wine is fast. Once it is released, it is produced in tons and tons, and even ordinary disciples can drink it. It has the effect of prolonging life, helping to improve Qi... and it is particularly fragrant.

As for Zizhu Niang, the output is rare, after all, the required years are there. Only those with some status in the sect can drink it.

It's a good thing that not every monk from 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 Nong, not ordinary Zizhu wine. Just look carefully at the sealed bamboo joints, which are purple with black and pink with moist, as if they have gone through vicissitudes of life and have 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 closing the door and Chen Bei secretly lighting the oil lamp 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 in the soil and buried a few jars there."

Chen Bei was stunned: "Did you dig... 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 brew has been brewed for sixty years. It tastes like drinking honey, sweet but not greasy, fragrant but not bright, melts in the mouth and is refreshing. The taste tastes so much higher than ordinary drinks.

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 enjoyed themselves while drinking the wine stored by the two old men.

Drinking and drinking together for three rounds.

Yi Lin let out a wine burp 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 the 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 drink some wine. So Chen Bei generously dug out a jar from the wine hidden in the house. After the two wolfed down the purple bamboo wine, they directly used the diabolo as a cup and drank 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 were startled, 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, he also felt very awake and his mind was extremely active.

Being slightly tipsy, 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 Buddhist Kung Fu and Taoist Kung Fu."

"You 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 and laughed 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 Technique? What formation technique 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 remembered 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. Gong Yang. Yi Lin secretly took two bottles, and that left... five bottles! If you take it again, it seems 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, big right and 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. Ren Qingshan has to accept it even if he doesn't want to."

Uh-huh.

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 like she was crawling 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. And now the difficult question before Yi Lin is, which day is this noon hour?

He walked on the path while recalling what happened that night when he was drunk.

Uncle Chenbei probably went to work, but he didn't find him along the way.

What surprised Yilin was that the purple bamboo wine was indeed no ordinary 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 and walked quickly. When he ran, he felt that his legs were a little 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 was to lay the foundation. He had practiced a few cyclones and barely reached the fifth level of receiving qi. However, after a few nights of hangover, when he woke up, he had reached the eighth level of receiving qi.

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 closely, you can see that there is a little bit of black and greasy dirt in the sweat, which is so dirty that Yilin wants to rush back to the room immediately, get a basin of water, wash well, and make herself clean.

On the way, Yi Lin didn't get any fragments, but she 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.

Yi Lin worked hard to return to the front of the preaching 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 courtyard.

In the yard, the two masters were convulsed for some unknown reason, with black faces and curled lips. One was holding up the white piece, the other was holding the black piece, with both hands raised high. Yi Lin walked from the door to the chessboard, and neither of them moved their hands for more than ten seconds. Seems to be waiting for something.