Purple Xuanzhou, Yuli Spring.

The spring water is blue in the sky, and the boat is painted to listen to the rain.

The blue sky is reflected in the water, the large and small painting boats are horizontal between the clouds on the water, swaying, drifting with the waves, and the breeze blows into the painting boat along the wide open window, bringing the bright spring light and the mellow fragrance of spring wine, and the wine is not drunk and everyone is drunk.

Compared with other places in the Nine Domains and Twelve Continents that are still trapped in the development frenzy of the Yuanze Secret Realm Group, the painting style of Yuli Spring can be described as incompatible, and it is no wonder that many people jokingly call Yuli Spring a "place of retirement".

The gentle township, the prodigal son's house, the beauty like a cloud, and the wine like a knife all wear down the monks' will to practice, making them covet the gentleness and prosperity of this world, so they are also avoided by many people.

The sake of Yuliquan is not specially made by anyone, it is a mysterious spectacle, and it is as unquestionable as the origin of Tianqiu Yunyuan. In addition to the lakes dotted around, there are really many natural "wine pools" in Yuli Spring, which anyone can take at will.

However, although the spring water is new every day, the taste of the sake in Yuli Spring also changes with the season, and the taste of the first spring wine is the most sought after, so many wine lovers will calculate in advance the day when the first spring wine of each wine spring spring will come out, or call friends to accompany them, or come alone, taste the spring wine and then leave—this is called "spring harvest", and the first spring wine is also called "spring flavor".

Today is a special day, the top ten Zhenfeng and Lingyu Springs among the countless liquor springs in Yuli Spring will usher in the first spring wine of the year today, and many wine lovers have already rushed to wait near Erquan.

Ye Dingguang was also on his way to Lingyu Jiuquan.

Unlike others, although Ye Dingguang has lived in Yuli Spring for decades, he still has that bitter and hateful appearance, and he has never been contaminated with half of the boundless wind and moon of Yuli Spring.

This time he went to Lingyu Jiuquan not because he loved Lingyu Chun, but because he ...... His nominal division commander Li Xin Dao wanted to drink the taste of Lingyu Spring.

The original words of the Taoist of Compassion are like this: "Dingguang, you see that I am also an old bone, I have not lived for decades, it is said that this year's earthquake and Lingyu spring flavor will be a once-in-a-century wine, I have no chance to taste the next time, this time I must not miss it! You go and help me get a few pots of wine, it will be regarded as satisfying my last wish." ”

- God knows how many times over the years, the "last wish" of the Taoist of Rational Heart has appeared!

But Ye Dingguang couldn't go against his wishes, otherwise he wouldn't have been out of Yuli Spring for decades, even if he knew that the Yuanze Secret Realm Group was not as simple as it seemed, he couldn't do anything.

He stood on a small boat, looking at the approaching Lingyu Jiuquan, and thought of those messy things, and his heart was troubled.

However, there were unforeseen storms and clouds in the sky, and the weather that was still sunny suddenly became gloomy, and a gust of wind with a bit of spring cold wind blew through the vast blue waves, and the moisture before the rain had penetrated into his nose, Ye Dingguang was slightly stunned, and realized that the situation was not very good-

The wine of Yuliquan is made by the creation of heaven and earth, and the changes in wind, rain and snow will not affect the taste of the wine at other times, but if it rains during the spring harvest, the wine will also be stained with the taste of rain, and the quality will be greatly reduced.

Even if the monk sensed that the rain was coming, he intervened in time to change the celestial phenomena, but the taste of the wine had already been affected - it just so happened that the climate in the Yuli Spring was notoriously unpredictable, which made spring harvesting a bit of a lucky activity.

Unfortunately, this year's spring harvest of Lingyu Spring encountered this kind of thing.

Many monks came on the occasion of the change, and when they saw the change in the heavens, they could not help but be disappointed, shook their heads and left, and hurried to the Earthquake Storm Jiuquan, which was quite far apart, and perhaps there was no rain there, and the smell of spring would not be affected.

In the originally crowded Lingyu Pavilion, there were only a few people left in the blink of an eye.

The boat docked, Ye Dingguang stepped on the white jade corridor, walked leisurely into the Lingyu Pavilion, his eyes swept in the surging green wine spring, and stood by the pavilion to enjoy the rain.

Anyway, the Taoist of Rational Heart just asked him to take the spring flavor of Lingyu, and he didn't say that it would rain and change it to the spring flavor of Zhenfeng, so he didn't care if the old man would jump after drinking!

The waters of Yuli Spring are mixed with all kinds of liquor, probably some unknown change has occurred, whenever it rains, the water surface is always vast, like a dream, many drunken guests like this hazy beauty the most, will pick a rainy day to travel with beauty, enjoy the rain and enjoy it.

Ye Dingguang doesn't have this hobby, mainly because he doesn't have someone he likes, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't like the smoke and rain of Yuli Spring.

While he was quietly enjoying the rain, the people in the Lingyu Pavilion walked a little more, and in the end, he was the only one left.

"It's also pure. ”

He sat down by the railing, closed his eyes and listened to the rain, waiting for the moment when the spring flavor of Lingyu appeared.

But Ye Dingguang is destined to be unable to be clean today, because not long after, a small boat also floated in, and a monk with an indifferent breath walked down from the boat, her eyes swept casually in the Lingyu Pavilion, and finally chose to sit down opposite Ye Dingguang.

There is a Lingyu Jiuquan between the two, and as the spring wine is approaching, there are clouds of smoke above the Jiuquan, like a light veil, making both of them seem to fall into a misty dream.

The sound of the gushing water in Jiuquan overwhelmed the sound of the rain outside the pavilion, I don't know if it was the boredom of idleness, or the unique magic of the rainy day, the ghost made the god worse, Ye Dingguang opened his eyes, and suddenly asked: "This year's Lingyu spring taste is not good, don't you go to Zhenfeng Jiuquan to see?"

The nun across from him asked rhetorically, "Then why don't you go?"

Ye Dingguang smiled, "I can't appreciate the wine, but I am entrusted by others, and now that God is not beautiful, why should I bother?"

"I see. ”

The nun leaned her back to the railing comfortably, half-squinting, as if she had not yet drunk and was slightly drunk, "The first time I came to Yuli Spring, I happened to catch up with the earthquake wind and the spring harvest of Lingyu, so I chose one at random to take a look." Although there is this rain, the spring taste of Lingyu is not as good as in the past, but it has come, so why bother?"

After saying that, the two couldn't help but smile - they are both people who are afraid of trouble.

After that, the two did not communicate again, but the atmosphere was not awkward, until Lingyu Jiuquan gave birth to new wine, and the mellow aroma of wine overwhelmed the previous clear as water, light as fog as the fragrance of wine, drifted into all parts of the Lingyu Pavilion, and dispersed towards the gurgling rain curtain outside the pavilion.

Ye Dingguang quickly took a pot of wine, and although the female cultivator opposite was taking wine for the first time, the speed was not slow at all.

However, Ye Dingguang took out a jug and then took out a jug and took a jug, while the nun took the jug and poured it into the cup and savored it.

Ye Dingguang took three pots of wine, and the female cultivator drank three glasses of wine in a row.

Seeing the female cultivator's aftertaste, he couldn't help but have some doubts, isn't the quality of this year's Lingyu Spring Wine really good, even if it rains when the wine is released, it hasn't lost much flavor?

"What do you think of the wine?"

The nun raised her eyelids slightly, and replied leisurely, "Very good." ”

Ye Dingguang also took a drink - to be honest, the taste is average.

He has been in Yuli Spring for all these years, and he has drunk countless wines, and this year's Lingyu Spring Wine is definitely not ranked, it is really hard to imagine how this female cultivator can say "very good".

"The wine of jade liquor, brewed in the sky, is like a fairy falling into the mortal dust when it is stained with rain, and there is a little less artistic conception. Ye Dingguang also truthfully said his opinion, "It's not as good as the spring flavor of previous years." ”

The nun said, "I haven't tasted the spring flavor of the past year, so how do I know if it's good or bad in comparison? ”

She admitted so openly that she hadn't seen much of the world, which made Ye Dingguang embarrassed - it made her seem to be laughing at her for being a hillbilly and uninformed, but he really didn't mean it.

Knowing that he was speechless, Ye Dingguang gave her a pot of wine from his collection, and then left in a hurry with three pots of Lingyu Spring Flavor.

When he went away by boat, he inexplicably glanced back at the Lingyu Pavilion in the distance.

The rain was heavy, and the figure gradually blurred, just like the countless times in the past when I met and passed by others, and that vague impression seemed to fade in memory until there was no trace.

But Ye Dingguang suddenly had a strange premonition - this would not be the last time they would meet......

Who is she?

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After Ye Dingguang left, Lingjun was the only one left in the Lingyu Pavilion, she didn't feel lonely, and even felt comfortable.

As far as the monk is concerned, more than 40 years is just a flick of a finger, and Ling Jun used to think so, but this time when she was reborn, she inexplicably had a feeling of "seven days in the mountains, and a thousand years in the world", a faint sense of nothingness and melancholy, lingering.

In the past, she might have been annoyed by this, because these fragile emotions should not have appeared in a peerless god soldier like her, it would only wear down her will and break her heart.

But after going through the ghost and asking the heart map, Ling Jun's mind changed a lot, she no longer suffered for the seven emotions and six desires, even if she was full of melancholy at this time, there was still a corner of her heart that was happy, because it seemed to have become one of the proofs of her life.

That's fine.

The sound of rain was Shanshan, Lingjun drank alone, without being disturbed by others, and all kinds of things that she learned after her birth seemed to be immersed in the wine, and she drank it all away, temporarily throwing it out of the clouds.

The man just said that when the Lingyu spring wine is stained with rain, it is like a fairy falling into the mortal dust, and there is a little less artistic conception, but where are there so many fairies in this world who do not eat the fireworks of the world, they are all people in the red dust, and the mountain snow and cloud flowers are not as noble as the mud on the ground and the water in the lake.

Falling into the mortal dust, doesn't it make it a little more earthly fireworks?

Lingjun squinted and sighed softly.

I don't know when, Lingyu Jiuquan stopped the fierce surge, this year's spring wine has ended, but the rain outside the pavilion has not stopped.

Lingjun got up and left, stepped into the boat, and floated away.

After leaving the Lingyu Pavilion, the drunkenness gradually dissipated, and the forgotten troubles surfaced again.

Ling Jun didn't expect that the first news he got after he just came out of the customs was that Long Yuan was discussing the sword, and the Xuanming sword would be the spoils of the final winner—it was really ironic.

This is probably that the fluffy phoenix is not as good as a chicken, and a group of creatures under the Heavenly Dao want to decide the ownership of one of the Heavenly Dao through a competition.

If it hadn't happened to her, she would have laughed three times.

But that's the case, and she can't stop this sword debate, so she can only endure it.

Forty years have been like water, and Ling Jun has already entered the spiritual heart stage, which is the upper limit of Long Yuan's sword cultivation, but she has not yet made up her mind whether to participate in this sword discussion.

This sword conference was proposed by the Sect Master of the Pluto, and with the temperament of a person in the Demon Dao like the Sect Master of the Hades, of course he would not really want to choose an extraordinary master for the Xuanming Sword, it could only be for another purpose.

Lingjun wasn't sure if he wanted to step into this game.

Without coming up with any clues, her thoughts couldn't help but drift away again, remembering the Yuanze Secret Realm Group, which has been very hot in recent years—she was very interested in this.

The Heavenly Rank Secret Realm of the Mountain and Sea Realm is in the hands of those big sects, and the other slightly better ones also have their own masters, and it is difficult to mix the days of scattered cultivation, and it is not easy to have a secret realm group that can enter and exit in and out of the light, of course she will not let go of such a good thing.

Going is a must, but not now, she still has some things to do.

The reason why he rushed to Yuli Spring from Yunmengze as soon as he came out of the customs was because Lingjun wanted to find someone - Ye Dingguang, who had some connection with the change of Langhuan and the disaster of the East China Sea, but had never officially appeared.

Ye Dingguang is the eldest son of Ye City Lord and the eldest brother of Ye Shijian, but because he left home to practice in the Absolute Dust Mountain since he was a child, even Ye Shijian may not have seen him for many years, and Yilingjun did not know his appearance, so he did not know each other.

The disaster in the East China Sea seems to be over, but in Ling Jun's opinion, it is actually far from it, and there are more inside stories that can be dug deep - this is also a specious hint left by the Sansheng Mirror when she helped her escape, Ye Dingguang's traces are also included, and outsiders do not know.

The simplest proof is the existence of Tianqiu Yunyuan.

After the Disaster of the East China Sea, the Heavenly Autumn Cloud Abyss still exists, but it no longer seems to be as mysterious as it was when another East China Sea still existed, and the monks, though still curious about its origins, have come to regard it as normal.

But is that really the case?

In the past forty years, Ling Jun has comprehended the changes of heaven and earth, which can be regarded as a small gain, knowing that the so-called "wonder" must also have a reason for its existence, since the existence of Tianqiu Yunyuan has nothing to do with the phantom dream, it can only be related to something more mysterious - it is related to the wonderful connection between Ye City Lord and Yun Ye Lingzun that should not exist, and it may also be related to Ye Dingguang's true origin.

Yun Ye Lingzun had never concealed her attitude, she didn't regard Ye Dingguang as her own child at all—maybe it wasn't in the first place, this all needed Lingjun to explore.

As for whether this exploration is another trick of the cunning mirror heart, and whether it will be in vain, it will always be known after trying.

The Spirit is no longer afraid of conspiracy, if it exists, break it, if it gets in its way, crush it.

In the mountains and seas, each has the power of ghosts, the mirror heart of the three-life mirror, and the transcendent person hidden in the dark...... They have so many conspiracies and calculations, should she be held back by this?

The road to the future is just a matter of ability.

Gradually, her thoughts were cleared, and the boat had drifted to the shore, and Lingjun's eyes were shining, and she got up and left the boat, stepping on the land that would bring her infinite wonder.