Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Immeasurable Gourd
Sanwu laughed and said:
"Haha, I'm not a knot, don't worry about it.
Mr. Mo, I don't want to chat with you this time, I want to find you an apprentice. ”
The old man with white hair stroked his long white beard and said with a smile:
"Haha, the old man has always accepted apprentices by chance, and he has never accepted an apprentice introduced by others, so I don't bother you. ”
Sanwu didn't hear anything, and he was not in a hurry, and muttered:
"I see, I wanted to introduce Mr. Mo to an apprentice with a discerning eye, since you don't need it, forget it. ”
After speaking, with a wave of the long sleeves, the picture disappeared directly.
Li Xin'er pursed her lips a little unhappily, Yue Chen shook her head and smiled, and said:
"Xin'er, don't be sad yet, wait and see. ”
Then Sanwu glanced at Yue Chen with no appreciation, and a moment later, a phantasmal figure appeared in front of everyone.
Mr. Mo, who had white hair, looked at Sanwu with a casual face and said:
"Sanwu, what did you just say? With a combination of wisdom and wisdom, is there really such a person in this world?"
San Wu waved his hand and said indifferently:
"Eh, Mr. Mo, believe it or not, what I said is also unfounded, we are now on the Wuji Mountain where a hundred birds and a phoenix have just arrived, if you want to accept this apprentice, come and take a look yourself."
But let me remind you, Zhu Chongyuan has taken a fancy to this girl.
If someone accepts the apprentice first, it's too late for you to accept it, and sometimes it's useless if you don't grasp the fate of this thing!"
The old man disregarded the image of the saint and said:
"Zhu Chongyuan, if such a genius worships Zhu Chongyuan, wouldn't he be buried? Sanwu, you help me keep this girl, half an hour, no, I can be there in a quarter of an hour!"
Hearing nothing, San Wu pursed his lips and asked:
"I also have a friendship with Zhu Chongyuan, why do I do things for you, wouldn't that hurt our friendship?"
Mr. Mo gritted his teeth and said fiercely:
"If this son is really as you say, I will give you the immeasurable gourd, how about it?"
After listening to Mr. Mo's words, Sanwu clapped his hands and said:
"I'll just wait for Mr. Mo's words, Zhu Chongyuan is something, I'll rush him back when he comes!"
Mr. Mo nodded, and then turned into a ray of white light and shot straight into the sky, and the picture disappeared.
Yue Chen scratched his head and asked Xiang Sanwu:
"Master, what kind of treasure is that immeasurable gourd, which can actually enter your magic eyes?"
Sanwu smiled and said:
"Actually, it's not a treasure, it's just a wine gourd, Mr. Mo never drinks, and it's useless to keep it, so it's better to give it to me." ”
Xin He on the side explained to Yue Chen in a low voice:
"The immeasurable gourd is not an ordinary wine gourd, it can contain the water of a river.
Back then, Zhao Xiao, the god of war of the Nine Heavens, used this gourd to flood hundreds of thousands of enemy troops, and the battle was decided on the Nine Heavens.
Later, it was rumored that because of the power of this gourd, the true god outside the heavens personally came to the Nine Heavens to take away this treasure, and now it seems that the true god may be Mr. Mo. ”
Sanwu didn't hear anything and nodded:
"Yes, it was Mr. Mo who personally came to take away this immeasurable gourd, but I didn't like it because of how powerful it was.
But you don't know that there is another effect of this gourd, which is winemaking.
This gourd was originally the thing of the wine fairy Du Ling, before Du Lingxian died, he injected his life's wine-making skills into this gourd, and it is said that there are still his remnants in this gourd.
As long as the spring water is put into the gourd, it only takes half a year to make a peerless wine, and the last time I had a long conversation with Mr. Mo, he insisted that I drink tea.
I never drank the bland, so I begged him for wine, and he poured out a cup of fine wine from the gourd.
I haven't forgotten the mellow taste of the wine, which means that since then, all the wine has lost its taste in my mouth.
It wasn't until the last time Yue Chen took out the jar of 'Five Grains' for aging that I drank some of the flavor. ”
Yue Chen scratched his head embarrassedly, the wine he had brought out for his master was just the most ordinary five-year old.
On top of this, there are 10 years, 20 years, and even 100 years.
It's just that Yue Chen thinks that this thing is just a thing to help the fun, isn't the taste all bitter and spicy, isn't it a waste to spend money on good wine?
Thinking of this, Yue Chen gritted his teeth and spent a thousand gold coins from the system store to buy a jar of hundred-year-old Wuliang Aged Liquor.
When he took it out of the system space, the entire sword mound was instantly filled with the mellow aroma of wine.
Sanwu flashed in front of Yue Chen, his eyes looked at the jar of wine in Yue Chen's hand in a daze, and muttered in his mouth:
"You kid has such a good wine, why do you keep hiding it? Why didn't you take it out earlier to honor Master!"
Yue Chen handed the wine jar forward with some embarrassment, and said:
"The apprentice didn't think about it before, but you only remembered it when you mentioned it, so don't you quickly take it out to honor the master. ”
Hearing nothing, he snatched the wine jar, dragged the bottom of the jar with his left hand, and sharpened the middle finger of his right index finger, and a straight gap appeared in the seal of the jar.
Then Sanwu waved his hand, and the upper part of the gap flew out directly.
Without the sealing of the mouth of the altar, the aroma of wine suddenly came to his face, and even Yue Chen, who didn't know much about wine, felt that this taste was really good.
Sanwu couldn't hold back any longer, and held up the jar and took a suffocation.
Then he let out a long sigh:
"It's really good wine, it's not much worse than the wine in the gourd!"
Then he directly lifted the wine jar and poured it down.
After a few moments, the jar was empty, and he didn't control it again, until the last drop slipped into his mouth, and he closed his eyes slightly and smacked his lips unsatisfactorily.
After a while, Sanwu opened his slightly closed eyes and sighed:
"It's such a waste of things! Such a good wine, just one sip of dry, Chen'er, why don't you know how to stop Master, how can such a good thing score three times!"
Yue Chen smiled and said:
"Master, you don't have to be too sorry, there are still a lot of this wine apprentice here, and in the next three months, the apprentice can guarantee that the master can drink such a good wine every day!"
Sanwu suddenly laughed heartily and said:
"Haha! Very good, very good, you bring another jar to the teacher, I drank it too fast just now, and I didn't have time to taste it. ”
Yue Chen didn't listen to Sanwu, and persuaded:
"Master, although this wine is good, don't be greedy, otherwise no matter how good the wine is, it will be tasteless, don't you say?"
Sanwu didn't hear it and smiled: .
"It makes sense, it makes sense, if you get used to it, this wine won't be so good, listen to Chen'er, drink it tomorrow!"
At this moment, an old man with a white beard suddenly appeared out of thin air in the sword mound, the old man was dressed in a blue-gray robe, carrying a bamboo bookcase behind him, and a Dao bone fairy wind......