Purple bamboo wine 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 stream of elegant fragrance when you get closer.

It is said that this purple bamboo is a special product near the Little Leiyin Temple in Hezhou, Xiniu.

Many years ago, an ancestor in Tianjianmen was addicted to alcohol and spent a lot of effort to transplant the soil and purple bamboo from Xiniu Hezhou into Xianshan, and he even survived.

When purple bamboos were just born, they used special techniques to inject special wine mother into the bamboo cavity.

Then, a "best spirit gathering array" was laid near the purple bamboo forest.

As purple bamboo grows day by day, it absorbs morning dew and frost at night. Over time, bits of water penetrate into it. For at least ten years, the wine will be perfect.

But these ten years are just basic requirements.

It takes ten years to make wine, and it takes 60 yuan to make wine.

The meaning of purple bamboo wine is that this wine has been growing in purple bamboo for sixty years and can be called the old cellar of Xianshan.

Zizhu wine has a fast production cycle, and it can be produced from tons to tons at one time, and it can also be drunk by ordinary disciples. It has the effect of prolonging life and helping to absorb qi... It is also very fragrant.

The purple bamboo wine has a rare yield, after all, the year required is placed there. Only people with a certain status in the door can drink it.

It’s also a blessing that not every Tianjian Sect monk is good at this, otherwise, just that small forest would not be able to provide such demand.

Chen Bei is indeed a wine lover.

As soon as he saw it, he recognized that it was purple bamboo wine, not ordinary purple bamboo wine. Just observe the sealed bamboo joints, purple with black and pink with moistness, as if it had experienced vicissitudes and storms, and it had been a certain year.

Chen Bei suddenly blushed, and he didn't even care about the servitude work. He threw down his axe and led Yi Lin into his room.

After slamming the door and killing, Chenbei lit the oil lamp, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Yi Lin looked around, and the door was closed, Chen Bei secretly lit the oil lamp, which was quite like lighting the lamp in the toilet.

"Hey, Kobayashi, how do you know I... good at this?"

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

Chen Bei was stunned: "You dug the soil...dig in my room?"

No wonder he had noticed that the soil on the secretly hidden old cellar had been moved before.

"Ahem, accident, accident."

Yi Lin quickly stuffed the purple bamboo wine into Chen Bei's hands.

Chen Bei laughed dryly, and he didn't ask about the origin of the wine, and he would talk about it after drinking it.

I'm drunk today~

Yi Lin handed over the carpenter's knife, Chen Bei held it in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and even though he was determined, he suddenly sealed the purple bamboo.

Suddenly, the fragrance overflowed, like flowers and honey.

Yi Lin started drinking too.

Although he is not good at wine, this purple bamboo wine has been drinking for 60 years. It feels like drinking honey. It is sweet but not greasy, fragrant but not gorgeous, and melts in the mouth and refreshes the heart. The taste tastes higher than that of ordinary wine.

Yi Linchun drank this thing as a drink, but it was not in vain after drinking it. It is said that it has helped a lot in cultivation.

While drinking the sixty-year-old purple bamboo wine, he felt the generosity of the two masters.

Thank you ~

The old and the young were grateful and drank the hidden wine of the two old men of Yang, which was very happy.

Wine and drink for three rounds.

Yi Lin burped and his face turned slightly red.

This purple bamboo brew tastes no alcoholic flavor, but after it enters the throat, it is like a fire, burning vigorously in the abdomen, which is particularly refreshing.

"I... drunk?"

Yi Lin muttered, Chen Bei in front of him seemed to have learned the clone technique and a ghost appeared.

"No, you're not drunk~"

Chen Bei Gudong took another sip into his mouth. He was in a mood and decided to drink some wine. So Chen Bei generously dug out a jar of wine buried in the house. After the two of them swallowed the purple bamboo wine, they directly used the diabolo as a cup and drank the wine from the jar.

"happy!"

Chen Bei exhaled with a sip of wine, but Yi Lin didn't notice that in the distant forest, a wild crane was startled, and the lush jungle was overwhelmed by a gust of wind.

Yi Lin didn't expect that the purple bamboo wine would be so good, but at this time, he not only didn't feel drunk, but also felt particularly awake and extremely active in his mind.

With the slight drunkenness, Yi Lin expressed her troubles.

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

"System?" Chen Beixu looked at it and expressed his incomprehension of this word.

"It's like Buddhist practices and Taoist practices."

"Damn it!" Chen Bei's qi was cold: "How can Taoist practices and Buddhist practices be mixed together?"

"But I have to mess around?"

"Then you can do it, then just make a fuck~ hiccup~"

"But I can't make it!"

Yi Lin raised her head and drank it.

"Hey, you guy, you're walking too fast." Chen Bei pointed at Yi Lin's nose, laughed and looked contemptuous: "Sometimes, walking too fast may not be a good thing. Slow down your steps, look back, and maybe you'll get unexpected results."

"Is that so? Hiccup~ I also feel that I'm quite fast. This is the trouble of smart people!"

Yi Lin shook her head and sighed, squirting the fragrant wine.

"Yes, the troubles of smart people."

Chen Bei didn't know what he thought of, a faint sadness rose in his turbid eyes, but his wrinkles opened and closed, and the sadness disappeared again.

"By the way, I want to go to Fangyuan Mountain to learn the formation, but those two stubborn rams refuse to do so, what should I do?"

"Array? What array technique do you want 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!"

Actually, what Chen Bei was thinking at that time was, why didn’t I have such shame when I was young!

If you have such a shame, you can’t drink any wine!

"Ahem, don't talk nonsense. I'll sue you for slander. That's borrowing, borrowing, do you understand?"

"It's good to borrow, it's great to borrow! I, Lao Chen, have been greedy for many years. I will borrow some more tomorrow?"

Yi Lin was stunned. Chen Bei was so bold that he was thinking about the elder's hidden wine. He hesitated for a moment and thought that the wine was indeed delicious, but in the wine cellar of the two elders of the Yang, there were only seven bottles. Yi Lin secretly took two bottles, and then only five bottles were left! If you take it again, it seemed a little too much?

Thinking of this, Yi Lin lowered her voice guiltily and muttered in a low voice: "Isn't this good?"

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

Chenbei also tried his best to make a good wine for a hundred years, and used the courage to instigate him.

"Tsk, am I timid? I'm telling right and wrong, big and big, and it's impossible to overcome..."

Bang!

Chen Bei glanced at the slanted eyes and threw an inconspicuous token at Yi Lin's feet: "Take this broken thing and go to Fangyuanshan. You said you want to become a disciple. Even if Ren Qingshan doesn't want to accept it, he has to accept it."

Swish.

The token almost landed on the ground with a bang. Yi Lin's hand speed was so fast that it exploded, and he instantly took the token into his arms.

The sudden burst of hand speed made Chen Bei's expression stunned and felt incredible.

How can this be a half-drunk and half-awake person have the speed of hand?

Are you using the forbidden technique?

"It's a big deal, so I can't have a drink with Lao Chen! I'll drink purple bamboo wine tomorrow!"

"Hey, cheers! For the wine!"

"Dry!"

...

...

Yi Lin didn't know when she fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes, Yilin felt like he was getting up from the garbage dump.

Looking at the wine jar all over the floor, Yi Lin gradually recalled what happened last night and felt her scalp tingling.
To be continued...