Chapter 8: Monkey Wine

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"Alas, don't say it's sucking, let's drink, come, drink." Sun Wukong sighed, raised his wine glass and said.

"Okay, drink, drink." Ding Lin also raised his glass and said.

The wine and food are all prepared by Ding Lin, although they are all mortal things, but the taste is definitely good, and the gods don't need to eat much, and eating is just to satisfy the appetite.

"Lao Sun looked at you pleasing to the eye, drank your wine and ate your dishes, and Lao Sun also gave you a taste of the children's filial piety wine, and other people's grandsons were reluctant to take it out." Sun Wukong shook his head and said.

Although Ding Lin is sinking now, but after drinking so much, he is also a little drunk, although it is not to the extent of fragmentation, but he is also dizzy, and when he hears the wine made by the children of Sun Wukong, he is slightly stunned and thinks about what it is.

But it was only a moment to think of it, Sun Wukong's children are all monkeys, and the wine made by monkeys is monkey wine, this thing is a good thing that can not be found, not to mention whether it is good or not, just saying that this rarity is not something that ordinary people can drink, not to mention that Sun Wukong has taken it out now?

Filial piety to Sun Wukong, can it be bad? It's like giving a gift to a leader, can it be bad?

Sun Wukong took out a wine gourd, but Ding Lin knew that this gourd was definitely not an ordinary gourd, and there must be something else in it, otherwise how could he be worthy of his name as a Monkey King?

"It smells so good." When Sun Wukong opened the stopper, Ding Lin smelled a dense aroma of wine, which was definitely not the smell of alcohol, but mixed with a lot of sweet flavors, and even fruity aromas.

"This wine is a good wine, just the slight aroma of this wine makes people feel like a fairy, much more fragrant than my wine." Ding Lin took a deep breath and said.

"Hehe, even if you know the goods, I've been saving this wine for hundreds of years, and I've been reluctant to drink it, so I'll make an exception today and give you a drink." Sun Wukong poured a glass in Ding Lin's small wine glass.

This wine is not as clear and transparent as ordinary liquor, but a viscous liquid with a slight green tinge, and when you look down, you can see the crystal clear liquid lying quietly in the glass.

Ding Lin took a sip gently, the taste was sweet, there was no taste of alcohol, and the alcohol content was relatively low, but it could be savored.

"Good wine!" Ding Lin snorted, and then took a sip and dried up the rest of the wine.

"Hehe......" After seeing Ding Lin take a sip of dry wine, Sun Wukong just smiled.

"This wine, it's a good ......" Before Ding Lin could finish speaking, he felt a wave of aura rising from his abdomen, and finally turned into a violent energy into his meridians.

"Pour it, drink it so fast, I don't dare to drink this wine so violently." Sun Wukong shook the wine gourd and said.

This wine is not for those monkeys to honor Sun Wukong, but for the wine he made with a lot of spirit fruits when he is idle, and he usually only takes it out to entertain important guests, and now it is a great gift to let Ding Lin drink such a small cup.

Although Ding Lin couldn't stand the impact of that energy and fainted, he had developed a habit of using special methods to cultivate for hundreds of years, and his body was constantly cultivating even when he fainted, and the extra energy at this time stimulated Ding Lin even more, and then the speed of cultivation was faster.

"Huh? This little guy is a little interesting, and he wants to help, but I didn't expect him to solve it himself, and I saved trouble. Sun Wukong muttered and disappeared in place.

When he woke up again, Ding Lin sensed the changes in himself, and he knew that he had made a lot of money this time, although the true yuan and mana had not yet been transformed, but there had been a lot of increases.

"Erlang God? What are you doing here? Sun Wukong, who was instructing Ding Lin to cultivate, suddenly said.

"I came here for something that I need to discuss with Liu Yanchang." Although Yang Jian didn't show up, his voice came.

"What are you looking for Liu Yanchang to do, he's reading a book inside." Sun Wukong said.

"Does Zhenjun have any good ideas?" Ding Lin asked after he stopped practicing.

"Well, you need Liu Yanchang's cooperation, if it's just the third sister, it can't fully stimulate the potential of agarwood, but it's different with Liu Yanchang, but this will make Liu Yanchang suffer a little, but if it succeeds, everyone will benefit." Yang Jian said.

"I can promise you, but you must guarantee that Agarwood will be fine." At this time, Liu Yanchang came out of the cave and said.

"Agarwood is my nephew, although I don't want to admit it, but this is also a fact that I can't get rid of, since it's my nephew, I naturally won't let him be hurt, but I'm afraid you're going to suffer." Yang Jian glanced at Liu Yanchang and said.

"It's okay for me to suffer a little, as long as the Three Virgins and Agarwood are okay." Liu Yanchang said indifferently.

"I said, Erlang Xiaosheng, you praised your nephew to the sky, when will he arrive? My grandson can't wait. Sun Wukong turned over and jumped down from the stone and said.

"Don't worry, now he hasn't experienced too much suffering, he doesn't know how to cherish it, and when he suffers a little, he will come back and know how to cultivate well." Yang Jian said.

Ding Lin, who had seen the Baolian lantern, knew that Yang Jian was planning to pretend to arrest Liu Yanchang, and then force Agarwood to cultivate hard, and then go to Heaven to rob people, which was a spur to Agarwood.

"Xiaoyou, the task of letter to Agarwood will be handed over to you, I will take Liu Yanchang away first, and when Agarwood has completed his studies in Mount Emei, I will tell him that I will prepare in advance." Yang Jian said.

"No problem, I am now cultivating here for a period of time, and I will leave when Agarwood comes, so I can learn a little more." Ding Lin nodded and said.

Agarwood finally arrived at Mount Emei, and he wanted to worship Sun Wukong as his teacher, but unlike the original plot, this time he did not worship Zhu Bajie as a teacher, and the eighth prince of the East China Sea and Ding Xiang still apprenticed to Zhu Bajie, and it was Zhu Bajie who brought them to Mount Emei.

Agarwood came, but Ding Lin said goodbye and left, and after a few months of guidance from Sun Wukong, now Ding Lin's understanding and comprehension of the sword immortal is more profound, and he has also completed the cultivation of the seventy-two changes of somersault clouds and earth demons.

Now, Ding Lin is turning into a little bird and slowly flying in the forest, very leisurely. (To be continued.) )