"Xiao Er, warm two bowls of plum wine, I want Chai Shan. "A child stood in front of the counter, he was dressed in a white Taoist robe, judging from his slightly immature appearance and delicate appearance, this little Taoist priest would definitely be a handsome guy in the cultivation world when he grew up.

He carried a large sword that was seriously out of shape with his own size, his hands raised high, standing on tiptoe, and holding ten copper coins.

"Uh............ Xiaodao Chief, this is already the price of a year ago, and now, it costs ten taels of silver. ”

"Okay, then ten taels. ”

After speaking, the little Taoist priest looked back at the wine table behind him, where a middle-aged man was sitting, he was also wearing a white Taoist robe, unlike this little Taoist priest, his face was covered by a full beard, and he looked particularly sloppy.

Seeing that the middle-aged man didn't look unusual, the little Taoist priest threw two or three copper coins to the shopkeeper in the counter, and his eyes showed excitement.

"Little Er, another plate of fennel beans. ”

"Okay, Trail Chief, please wait a moment. ”

Xiao Er said hello, took out a small stove from under the counter, and began to warm the wine, he turned around, and began to skillfully sprinkle salt and fry beans again.

A ray of morning light shone brightly, and patches of snow followed the wind. This is a small inn in the open air, except for the kitchen and the place where the guests live, and even the table where the guests eat, are placed outside, and the only shelter is a large shabby cloth to cover it.

"Master, why do you always order this Shibayama plum wine, I think this wine is very ordinary, not only bitter, but also has a unique spicy feeling. ”

Listening to the little Taoist's complaining words, the middle-aged man reached out and knocked him on the forehead fiercely. "At a young age, what do you know, give it to Dao Ye and I will drink. With that, he pushed a bowl of plum wine that had already been served to him.

"What does it feel?"

"Bitter ............"

The little Taoist priest tightly covered the newly grown bag on his head, his eyes were almost about to squeeze out tears, he was very puzzled, and his heart was also very speechless, he didn't understand why the master was so obsessed with this so-called Chai Shan plum wine since he entered Beiliang.

Fortunately, this time he had fresh fennel beans to eat, which was a different kind of comfort.

But in the next second, the little Taoist priest was about to cry again, and the fennel beans he had pinned all his hopes on were taken off by the middle-aged man with a plate, and when he went to see them, there were only seven or eight left.

"Ah............h

The middle-aged man groaned, and he also felt the bitter taste, but occasionally sweet, and spicy, and the spicy with indescribable pain and longing.

It was such a glass of wine that he had been addicted to for more than a year. Being in a high position in the sect, he never lacked any elixir and jade liquid, and he came to Beiliang just to experience his newly accepted disciple.

Wine is cloudy, better than thousands of elixirs.

At this open-air table, he is a drinker and a spectator. Behind a bowl of wine, what he saw was a monk's persistent Dao heart.

Bitterness, which represents the winemaker's view of the world, is sweet, and he can feel the winemaker's emotional cherishment, coupled with the spicy taste, the five flavors are mixed, but the clever combination is more and more attractive.

"How did you read the little yellow book I gave you?"

"Don't mention it, why are there no words, only some pictures, if you want me to say, the painter is clumsy, it's just a forcible piecework. ”

"Oops............ Master, why are you beating me again............"

"Hmph, you can't teach your son. ”

The little Taoist priest looked aggrieved, and now he even suspected that he had joined a terrifying cult.

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"Xiao Er, but there is also plum wine from Chai Mountain, bring me ten jars, Dao Ye, I want to put it in a gourd and drink it slowly. ”

"Guest officer, I'm really sorry, there are only two and a half altars left. ”

"Well, why is that?"

The middle-aged man looked back and was very puzzled.

"Don't you know, for more than a year, the plum wine from Chai Mountain has been selling well in most of our Beiliang, and in a store like ours, if someone doesn't deliver it, it will be out of stock. ”

"Little second brother, I'm here to deliver wine. ”

A voice sounded, and the middle-aged master and apprentice raised their heads together, and the scenery outside the big cloth really made the eyes of the two of them brighten.

The young man has white hair, like a waterfall, like a galaxy. Such a powerful cultivator, the little Taoist priest was amazed in his heart, looking at the white-haired young man in front of him who was shrouded in a wolfskin robe.

This man seems to be in the mortal dust, as if he is beyond the mortal dust. White Night pulls a sleigh made of wood and vines, all covered with plum wine sealed in mud.

"Come on, Brother Bai, please take a seat, I'll warm a pot of soju for you and make some fennel beans. Xiao Er is very enthusiastic, in his eyes, this young man from the Chaishan tribe is the God of Wealth in his small inn.

"Okay, excuse me. Bai Ye nodded, let go of his hand holding the wooden sleigh, and took a seat at the table in the open air. Bai Ye quietly watched the snowflakes fall from the sky, without a trace of waves in his eyes.

"Little brother, can you discuss this matter with me?"

Bai Ye turned his head and saw a sloppy bearded Taoist looking at him with a smile.

"What?"

"Can you sell me a few jars of plum wine?"

"You............ Like my wine?"

The middle-aged man nodded, at this moment, he was in a positive color, and what Bai Ye could see from his eyes was all serious.

"Okay, what do you exchange with me?"

"Forehead............" The bearded middle-aged Taoist was silent, he touched his storage bag, and went out in a hurry, it seemed that he didn't take much of the spirit stone magic weapon or anything.........

"Why don't I mortgage my apprentice to you?"

As soon as the beard is happy, he has to make a promise. But the next moment, there was a strange color in his eyes, because he saw the eyes of the young man in front of him, which glowed with purple luster.

"Damn, does the master have such a pit apprentice as you?" The little Taoist priest was furious, he had only been apprenticed for a few years, and this guy was about to sell himself after changing hands.

Soon, though, all his anger vanished. Everything, just because of the eyes of his unscrupulous master.

"Yes, congenital Dao bones, with a very high immortal fate, if you get a good teacher and correct the Fa, in the past, you can definitely have some achievements, of course, if you are willing to give it to me, it is also a good choice. Bai Ye closed his mouth and spoke to the bearded man, and the bearded man who listened was slightly shocked.

With just one look, this young man has seen through all the details of his little apprentice. There's something about this young man who sells alcohol.

"Well, it's good to give you ten altars. Bai Ye shook his head, he looked at the beard in front of him, his eyes were still unwavering.

"Good, good, good, just think that someone on our side owes you, and when you need me, just go to the Jade Immortal Sect to find me. The bearded man laughed, and a look of appreciation appeared in his eyes, this little brother can be a man.

"Well, if you really have something to ask for, I'll pay you a visit. ”

Bai Ye smiled and drank the soju in the big bowl with the fennel beans that Xiao Er had given. The bearded man smiled and nodded, then glanced at the little Taoist priest, and stretched out his finger to point to the sleigh in the white night.

"Leave your name, and it will be convenient for Dao Ye and my little brother in the future to cause and effect. ”

"Shibayama brewer. ”

Bai Ye had finished the silver, he opened his mouth and whispered, glancing at the figures of the master and apprentice who had already traveled far away, pulling the empty sleigh and disappearing into the white curtain of snow. He also has to go to a lot of places to make deliveries, which he has been doing for the last year and a half.

Suppress cultivation, incarnate yourself as a mortal, except for some necessary times, go to the world of Beiliang wholeheartedly, feel the earthly feelings here, and feel the red dust that only exists in the world.

Beiliang, Shibayama plum wine, began to slowly spread its fame. From obscurity to short supply, it only took more than a year, and in more than a year, the white night traveled all over this world.

He wanted to practice the Seven Thoughts Floating Life Technique, but even though he had felt the Red Dust Intention for a long time, he still couldn't make him realize his first thought. He was a man from the time of the flood and famine, and his cultivation at that time was like this.

The world has changed, and the path of cultivation is different from the past, even more difficult. For a year and a half, he witnessed all that was going on in this world.

Demons, everyone shouts and fights, not in human form, people will beat them to death and then eat them. It is humanoid, and people will define it as an evil cultivator, a monster, and then kill it to make it disappear into darkness.

Alchemists, refiners, and animal tamers, these human professions that arose during the flood and famine, are even more emerging in this era, and there are even special demon hunters who walk in the world.

The strong demon clan, they don't dare to provoke, but the lone little demon will become a resource for their cultivation.

Witches are even more extinct. Since Bai Ye's death, the Wu people he has seen are just one Hou Yi. Everything is dying, even the Terrans.

In Bai Ye's eyes, even if the human race has been civilized, it is still ignorant. They are too self-righteous and try to judge the world.

The golden scale list, he suddenly wanted to fight, he wanted to see if there would be a real leader Tianjiao born in today's era, the night was silent, he needed an opportunity to break through the shackles he was facing in his current state of mind.

The cultivation of the state of mind cannot be forced. He simply stopped asking for it, but he killed the emperor and Fan Lifa, and he was confident that he could also kill through this troubled world.

"Maybe the tree in the pool is a good choice. "White night muttered to himself, pulled the sleigh, and walked on foot............

"Master, what do you want, haven't you always relied on grabbing?" On the way back to the sect, the little Taoist priest was puzzled and asked the middle-aged man.

"Shut up, can things between people in cultivation be called robbery?"

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand again and gave the little Taoist priest a violent shudder, and he covered his head in pain. Suddenly, he noticed that the master had stopped and stood straight in place.

"Master, why don't you leave?"

"Little apprentice, do you want to see a fight between geniuses?"

"Hmm............ Think. ”

The little Taoist hesitated slightly, then chose to follow his heart and nodded.

"That's good, don't go back yet, let's go, go to Lanchi to watch a play. ”

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