The old ancestor's painting style is always wrong

When Chu Fengge returned to Kunlun, he happened to see that the plum blossoms had withered, and the green plums were hanging on the branches, while Yun Zhongjun, who was wearing a crown and a sword in his sleeve, was standing under the tree. Meizi Ruzhu beat him on the head for some reason.

Yun Zhongjun stretched out his hand and pulled the branch over. Seeing that Chu Fengge returned safely, he was naturally overjoyed. After careful inspection, I found that my spiritual consciousness seemed to have entered a void, and I didn't feel anything anymore, so I couldn't help feeling a little flustered.

He simply stretched out his hand and groped Chu Fengge's body a few times, and after making sure that he was not injured, he stopped and said, "That's right, I'm back, as long as I'm fine."

Chu Fengge also looked at the pale-faced Yun Zhongjun with some emotion, and said after a long time: "Uncle, I brought you a Gu Xinglan when I came back this time."

"Oh?" Yun Zhongjun heard the words and said with a smile: "It's good that you are back, but I'm really happy that you are so caring. How about we go dig some jars of wine to celebrate, how about it?"

"Okay." Chu Fengge replied while holding out the well-sealed Gu Xinglan.

Mr. Yunzhong took it and took a closer look, and saw that its branches and leaves were luxuriant, and the stars were twinkling, and it was a little more loving, so he said: "I'll change the pot for it first."

"Ah."

Yun Zhongjun had just taken two steps, but he looked back at Chu Fengge and said, "I'll go there, don't wander around."

"Don't go."

After Yun Zhongjun left, Chu Fengge lowered his head to carefully identify the traces on the mud floor, and directly lifted out several wine jars buried under the tree roots.He found one of the small jars, but it was sealed extremely tightly, and the bright red ink pens flying like dragons and phoenixes formed clouds and seals around the mouth of the jar.

He couldn't help being surprised when he saw this, it's so strange, could it be that his uncle still has such a secret way of brewing wine? After he looked carefully, he gradually became awed. What is sealed inside is not wine, but blood, or it is brewed with blood. liquor.

Although Chu Fengge was not born in Lihen Tiangong, his family has always been a fairy family attached to Lihen Tiangong. He is also a young genius at home. If it is not a coincidence, he will enter Lihen Tiangong like his elders. Becoming a god-worshiping god, so I have heard a little about the secret method of Lihen Tiangong.Seeing this, he couldn't help but think that this is the method of blood sacrifice.

Lihen Tiangong is not simply a school of spiritual cultivation, but a fusion of divine way, shamanism and fairy way, so the object of his blood sacrifice is not a specific god, but the way of heaven. So what is Yun Zhongjun asking for from the way of heaven?Chu Fengge thought about it silently, knowing that he shouldn't inquire, but he was also worried. Seeing that the person hadn't returned, he buried the jar of blood first.

At this time, he just stood up straight, and when he turned his head, he saw Jun Yun coming.Seeing this, Yun Zhongjun laughed and said, "The wine jars have all been dug out."

"Not only."

"Well, what else?" Yun Zhongjun looked at him, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and looked away a little guilty.

Seeing this, Chu Fengge felt an inexplicable anger in his heart, stepped forward to hold his hand, pulled off his sleeve, and saw the slender wrist and smooth arm without any wound.

Yun Zhongjun struggled hastily, but he didn't break free, but he still said, "I'm fine."

Chu Fengge swiped his finger, and the bloodstains that had disappeared a long time ago appeared immediately, and then slowly dissipated as if unwilling to do so, he looked up at Yun Zhongjun, and said in a flat tone: "It's all right? "Although the tone is flat, the power and anger inside are obvious.

Yun Zhongjun laughed and said, "Your cultivation has improved a lot."

"Why?" Chu Fengge asked persistently, ignoring him.

"I do not want to say."

"It's useless not to say, I will know."

"But I don't want to say either."

"That's fine." Chu Fengge said, and then said coldly, "Don't drink that wine, and read the books with me."

"Then, let it go? Yun Zhongjun looked down at the wine jars on the ground, licked his lips, and said.

"No." Chu Fengge said, "I've dug them out, I'm afraid I'm going to lose my temper, so I might as well throw them away."

"No!" Yun Zhongjun was obviously heartbroken when he heard this, and hurriedly shouted, "I said, I said, don't throw it away."

"Don't try to fool me."

"En." Yun Zhongjun said, "Let's go in and sit down, and fill up the wine first."

"can."

The two went to the hall and sat down as guests and hosts. Yun Zhongjun held the wine bowl, smelled the aroma of the wine, and then drank it with his head raised.Chu Fengge looked sideways, wondering why this seemed to be embarrassing?

Yun Zhongjun wiped his mouth and said, "I'm also doing an experiment. Have you ever heard of Da Luo Cheng Dan?"

"how?"

"The legendary elixir that can make people ascend to the sky in one step."

"Oh, did Lao Jun practice it?"

"The Danfang is from Difei Mountain Taiyi Sect, which has been passed down for many years, so it must be true. It's just that the materials are rare."

"What material?" Chu Fengge looked at him fixedly as if thinking of something.

"Emperors, ministers, and envoys are all precious, and the most rare thing is the main medicine, immortal tears, or immortal blood." Yun Zhongjun said, "At the beginning, Laojun used the tears of the emperor to make alchemy."

"Then what are you using now?" Chu Fengge said, "Your blood?"

"Hmm. This elixir probably won't make people become immortals immediately after being refined, but it's still possible to reborn, turn yin into yang, and bring death back to life."

"Returning from death to life? Resurrection from death?" Chu Fengge muttered twice, but grabbed Yun Zhongjun's hand and said, "I, I, uncle, I will be fine." You don't have to do this, but this But the sentence seemed to be stuck in his heart, and he couldn't say it no matter what.

"I see." Yun Zhongjun shook his hand back and said, "Let's have a drink."

"Okay." After Chu Fengge finished speaking, he picked up the wine bowl and drank it down in one gulp.

Seeing him drinking a bowl like this, Yun Zhongjun propped his head up, suppressed a smile and said, "Do you know how long this wine has been kept?"

"how long?"

"Two or three hundred years, no, no, no!" Yun Zhongjun stretched out a finger and dangled it in front of his eyes.

Chu Fengge grabbed his finger and said, "Don't fall!"

"Have you ever been drunk?"

"Never? Never!"

Yun Zhongjun stretched out his other hand and waved it in front of his eyes, and said, "Dizzy?"

Chu Fengge reached out and grabbed his other hand, saying, "I'm not drunk."

"Then do you remember when you first saw me?"

"Well, when I first learned to play the piano."

If it wasn't for the sudden catastrophe, Chu Fengge would also have entered the Heavenly Palace of Lihen, and to enter the Heavenly Palace of Lihen needs to know the theory of music.And the Golden Core Grandmaster from Lihen Tiangong came to enlighten a child, if the news got out, people would be extremely jealous.

Yun Zhongjun also remembered, and said with a smile: "Yes, you looked like a very handsome girl at that time." At that time, Chu Fengge's hair was in a bun, and there was a little cinnabar between his eyebrows. .

But now, when Chu Fengge heard this, he frowned, and said, "It's not a girl." He said it in an aggrieved tone.

Seeing him like this, Yun Zhongjun knew that he was really drunk, so he couldn't help laughing, reached out and patted his head, saying: "It's really not. Fenghuang'er is a dignified man."

"En." Chu Fengge nodded seriously, and then looked at him with a slight smile, like the spring breeze, the spring forest swaying, and the spring flowers just blooming, with a lingering and gentle smile.

Yun Zhongjun, who was about to burst out laughing, also calmed down when he saw this, and looked at Chu Fengge quietly, watching him tilt his head and fall asleep.