I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

Zizhu Stuffed is a specialty in Tianjianmen.

There is a purple bamboo forest in Xianshan.

It is covered with purple bamboo.

Even if there are no flowers in this purple bamboo forest, you can smell a burst of elegant fragrance when you approach.

It is said that this purple bamboo was originally a characteristic product near Xiaoleiyin Temple in Hezhou, Xiniu.

Many years ago, an ancestor in Tianjianmen was addicted to alcohol, so he spent a lot of time transplanting the soil and purple bamboo from Xiniu Hezhou into the fairy mountain, and he survived.

When Zizhu just gave birth to bamboo shoots, he used a special technique to inject the special wine mother into the bamboo cavity.

Next to the Zizhu Forest, set up the "Superior Spirit Gathering Array".

As the purple bamboo grows day by day, it absorbs the dew in the morning and the frost in the night. It accumulates day by day, and the drips of water penetrate into it. At least ten years, the best wine will become natural.

But these ten years are just basic requirements.

Ten years into wine, one Jiazi into wine.

Zizhu Niang means that this wine has grown in Zizhu for sixty years and is called Xianshan Laojiao.

The production cycle of Zizhu wine is fast, and once it is produced, it is produced in tons and tons, and ordinary disciples can also drink it. It has the effects of prolonging life, helping to inhale qi... and it is particularly fragrant.

The production of Zizhu Brewing is scarce. After all, the required vintage is there. Only those with a certain status in the door can drink it.

It's also fortunate that not every cultivator of the Heavenly Sword Sect is good at this, otherwise the small forest alone would not be able to meet such a demand.

Chenbei is indeed a good drinker.

When he saw it, he recognized that this was Zizhu Nian, not ordinary Zizhu wine. Just observe carefully the sealed bamboo joints, purple with black and pink with moist, it seems that it has gone through vicissitudes of life for a certain year.

Chenbei blushed immediately, and couldn't even take care of the handyman's work. He threw down his axe and led Yi Lin into his room.

He slammed the door shut, and Chenbei lighted the fuel lamp, which was a sigh of relief.

Yi Lin looked around, closing the door tightly, and Chenbei's sneaky action of lighting the oil lamp had the charm of lighting in the latrine.

"Hey, Xiaolin, how did you know the old man... what a good one?"

Yi Lin pointed to the back of Zhichenbei's buttocks: "One day I accidentally dug the soil and buried a few cans there."

Chenbei was taken aback: "You dig the soil... dig in my house?"

No wonder he had noticed that the soil on the old crypts had been touched before.

"Ahem, accident, accident."

Yi Lin quickly stuffed the purple bamboo stuffed stuff into Chenbei's hands.

Chenbei laughed dryly, he didn't ask the origin of the wine, and talked about it after drinking it.

Are you drunk now if you have wine~

Yi Lin handed it to the carpenter's knife, Chen Bei held it in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and with a cruel heart, suddenly chopped the Zizhu seal open.

Suddenly, the fragrance overflowed, like flowers like honey.

Yi Lin also drank.

Although he is not good at wine, this black bamboo fermented wine has a full sixty years of drinking honey, sweet but not greasy, fragrant but not gorgeous, melts in the mouth, refreshing. The taste tastes higher than ordinary drinks.

Yi Linchun drank this thing as a drink, but he didn't drink it for nothing.

While drinking the sixtieth grade purple bamboo brew, he was deeply moved by the generosity of the two masters.

Thanks~

The old and the young were grateful, drinking the Tibetan wine of the two rams and the two elders, feeling happy.

Staggered, three rounds of wine.

Yi Lin burped with wine and his face was reddish.

This purple bamboo stuffed drink doesn't taste much, but when it enters the throat, it burns vigorously in the abdomen, which is particularly refreshing.

"I am drunk?"

Yi Lin mumbled, Chen Bei in front of him seemed to have learned the clone technique, and there was a ghost in his eyes.

"No, you are not drunk~"

Chenbei Gudong Gudong took another sip, he was in a mood, and decided to mix in some alcohol. So Chenbei generously dug out an altar from the Tibetan wine buried in the house, and after the two gobbled it up and drank it, they directly used the diabolo as a cup and drank the wine from the jar.

"happy!"

Chenbei breathed out a sip of wine, but Yi Lin didn't notice. In the forest in the distance, a wild crane was startled, and the gloomy jungle was overwhelmed by a sly wind.

Yi Lin didn't expect this purple bamboo stuffed rice to be so on top, but at this time of life, not only did he not feel drunk, but he also felt very awake and his brain was very active.

With a slight drunkenness, Yi Lin confided his troubles.

"Uncle Chen, I want to ask you, how can two completely different systems be integrated?"

"System?" Chen Beixu looked at it and said that he didn't understand this vocabulary.

"It's like the Buddhist exercises and Taoist exercises."

"Bastard!" Chen Bei was trembling coldly, "How can Taoist and Buddhist methods be mixed together?"

"But do I have to mix?"

"Then you kid can do it, then belch~hiccup~"

"But I can't get mixed up!"

Yi Lin raised his head and ate it.

"Hey, you kid, the pace is too fast." Chen Bei pointed to Yi Lin's nose, he smiled, showing contempt: "Sometimes, walking too fast may not be a good thing. Slow down and turn around. Take a look, take a look, there may be unexpected gains."

"Really? Hiccup~ I also think I am very fast. This is the trouble of smart people!"

Yi Lin shook his head and sighed, snorting with a fragrant wine.

"Yes, the troubles of smart people."

Chen Bei didn't know what he thought of, a faint sadness floated in his muddy eyes, but two wrinkled eyelids opened and closed, and the sadness disappeared again.

"By the way, I want to go to Fangyuan Mountain to learn the formation technique, but those two stubborn rams refuse to do so, how can they fix it?"

"Formation technique? What formation technique are you okay to learn?"

"I like it!"

"Hey, they didn't want to, so you stole their Zizhu Nian? This is Zizhu Nian, a Jiazi wine, damn... how dare you!"

In fact, what Chenbei thought at the time was, why didn't I have such a shame when I was young!

If you want to have such a skin, what wine can't drink wow!

"Ahem, don't talk nonsense, I sue you for slander, that's borrowing, it's borrowing, understand?"

"Good borrowing, wonderful borrowing! I've been greedy for many years, so I can borrow some more tomorrow?"

Yi Lin was taken aback, Chenbei was so bold that he actually remembered the elder's possession of wine. He hesitated for a moment, thinking that this wine was indeed delicious, but there were only seven bottles in the wine cellar of the two elders of Ram, Yi Lin secretly took two bottles, and there were...five bottles left! If you take it again, it seems a little bit too much?

Thinking of this, Yi Lin lowered her voice with a guilty conscience, and muttered in a low voice, "This, isn't it?"

"Lao Chen, I don't think you are so timid."

Chenbei also tried to fight for a good wine, using the gall to encourage him.

"Cut, am I cowardly? I know right and wrong, big right and wrong, insurmountable..."

Snapped!

Chen Bei squinted his eyes and threw an inconspicuous token at Yi Lin's feet: "Take this broken thing and go to Fangyuan Mountain. You said you want to apprentice. Even if Ren Qingshan doesn't want to accept it, you have to accept it."

Huh.

The token almost banged to the ground, and Yi Lin's hand was so fast that it exploded, and he took the token into his arms in an instant.

This sudden burst of hand speed made Chen Bei's expression stunned, and he felt incredible in his heart.

This is the hand speed that a half-drunk and half-awake person can have?

Are you using a forbidden technique?

"Big truth, no time to have a toast with Lao Chen! Drink Zizhuzheng again tomorrow!"

"Hey, cheers! For the wine!"

"Dry!"

…

…

Yi Lin didn't know when he fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes, Yi Lin felt like he was getting up from the garbage.

Looking at the wine jars in the same place, Yi Lin gradually recalled what happened last night and felt his scalp numb.

Fuck, I drank too much!

He is still a child!

Uncle Chen, how dare you get a child drunk!

Yi Lin dumbfoundedly opened the door and rushed out, and found that it was already high in the sky at the moment, it was clearly noon. The problem facing Yi Lin now is, which day is this noon.

He walked down the path as he recalled the passing of the drunken night.

Uncle Chenbei probably went to work and didn't find it along the way.

What surprised Yi Lin was that the zizhu fermented wine was really not an ordinary wine. He woke up from the hangover, but he didn't have a little headache, nausea, heart palpitations and other common hangover discomforts. On the contrary, he was energetic and walked like flying. When he ran, he felt that both legs were stretched out.

He checked it carefully and was even more surprised.

What he cultivated was the entry-level classic "Sword Heart Miscellaneous Records" of the Heavenly Sword Gate, which lays the foundation. He had practiced a few cyclones and barely reached the fifth level of receiving Qi, but he didn't know that after a few nights of hangover, when he woke up, he actually soared to the eighth level of receiving Qi.

This wave is a shotgun replacement!

A thin layer of sweat came out from his body because of the rush. If you look closely, there is still a bit of black and greasy dirt in the sweat, which makes Yi Lin wish to rush back to the room immediately, wash himself with a basin of water, and clean himself.

On the way, Yi Lin had no fragments, but she figured out many things. He touched the humble token in his arms, thoughtfully.

It turns out that Uncle Chen, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com is really a hidden examiner in the handyman class!

It turned out to be such a setting!

…

It's about noon.

Yi Lin worked hard to return to the Preaching House.

At this moment, the door of the Preaching House is open...greatly.

It feels like "just come in if there is a kind of".

Yi Lin froze in front of the door for a moment, and the open door went straight to the yard.

In the yard, the two masters did not know what the wind was blowing, the black face curled their lips, one held the white child, the other held the black child, with both hands held high. Yi Lin walked from the door to the chessboard. For more than ten seconds, both of them did not drop their hands. Seems to be waiting for something.

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