Chapter 9 Wine Confidant
The sword pavilion of the south building, the left bifurcated small building exhibits daggers, the ten evil blades of Baogui, the dagger is a hidden weapon and the like, and all beings come to the right branch small building.
"The sword is the head of ten thousand, and the sword is the instrument of the world. β
Right small building, knife building.
This building is not as good as the Sword Pavilion, an independent small building, and a number of people in front of the Vermilion Gate. Two of them made a deal, money in one hand, a knife in the other, and a few of them talked about it, and one of them seemed to recognize it and came forward to greet him.
There is no moment to talk about the big boss, very interested, invited to go.
Two large stone pillars are erected in the center of the knife tower, similar to other buildings, and the stone pillars are covered with seals.
A Shenqi knife, a Shenfeng knife, the Shenfeng knife is missing, the Shenqi knife emerges in its true form, the scabbard is colorful, inlaid with jewels, and the handle is hung with silver, which is delicate and slightly domineering.
"Second brother, how do you pronounce this?" asked Hengbadao.
"God Sealed Sword...... The hand of the sworder. β
The man I met by chance at the door was slightly chubby, with half-white hair and a wooden expression.
He scratched his head, "In Shimoyoshi Yoshito, he was a blacksmith before, and after that, he ......" paused, "After that...... Still a blacksmith. β
At this time, Ji Yiren suddenly thought of one thing, and pulled a person out of the knife tower.
This person holds a booklet in his hand, pen and ink in one hand, and keeps writing.
The chubby man said: "My friend is my friend, I will introduce it to you...... Friend Bing Candle, is a ...... "pause and half sound," is a ...... Sword Reader...... That's right, it's a sword reader. β
Bingzhu put down the pen and ink in his hand, and his expression was calm, "That's right, I'm a sword reader, I don't understand the blade, you can ask me!"
He closed his words and began to write with his head bowed again.
At this time, what caught my eye was a towering high wall, which emitted light and shaped like the sun, and the names of the three divine blades were vaguely seenβTiancong Cloud, Ten Grips, and Budu Imperial Soul.
Bingzhu held the pen and said: "The three major divine swords of the Yamato country, the knife is called the three spirit swords, and there are many knives in terms of appearance." However, the Heavenly Cloud is the head of the Divine Blade. β
There is no operator to look at the three spirit knives, the sky is from the cong, and the ten grips are missing, but there is only one cloth to the soul.
This golden single-edged sword has a carved scabbard and a sun logo that casts spells and shines with infinite brilliance.
As the beings gradually depart, the light disappears, and the cycle repeats.
Bing Candle didn't look up, and said while writing: "Budu Imperial Soul, Yutian Zhao took the Kashima Shrine, and it was rumored that the knife that killed the gods." Jianyu Thunder God Sword, or Sato Cloth God, is also a cloth sword, the sword is a little two six, the blade is seven feet long, and the blade of the high heaven is sacrificed to the sky. β
Yinling was happy in her heart, "The imperial beauty still has such good things, so I have to borrow them to play." β
Bingzhu continued, "The Yamato national knife is famous, and jade steel and steel are commonly used, all of which are covered with soil and burned blades. Sharp and not easy to break, the righteous are experts in this regard. β
With the words, the eyes of all beings turned to Ji Yiren.
The slightly chubby man scratched his head, his eyelids blinked from time to time, and his consciousness mentioned himself, and he hurriedly replied, "Connoisseur, right...... It's a connoisseur. β
When sentient beings are in doubt, they have to ask each other.
Wu Ju stepped forward to explain, "Brother Righteous is a famous blacksmith! Previously, he flew in an extraterrestrial meteorite, and in order to forge a high-grade meteorite sword, he was unfortunately hit in the brain by a heavy object, which caused him to become delirious. β
Before the words fell, Bing Candle shouted: "You deserve it, your mind is full of swords and swords." I didn't see such a big thing, and I want to say, it's a blessing to be stoned. β
Bing Candle spoke mercilessly, and he was very concerned under the reproach.
The chubby man was not happy to hear this, and came up to argue, "What do you know??...... That's right, I'm a connoisseur! Casting knives can be exquisite, from pill forging, water reduction, steel matching, Su Yan, burning blades, finishing, forging and smelting, knife stems, to Ming cutting, every step is crucial, sloppy. After closing his words, he led the beings to the wall on the right side, pointing to the sixth knife, "Only by being so meticulously carved can you make a good knife!"
Bingzhu complained, "The 'Heavenly Iron Knife' is the meteorite, which is said to have a history of 450 million years. β
Following the direction of Ji Yiren's fingers, a titanium-white knife, the blade is cold and shining, and the blade is as white as a mirror.
Bingzhu said again: "The sixth 'Heavenly Iron Knife', everyone already knows. The first five are the three days of the moon sect, the number of beads pill Hengji, the boy Che Angang, the great ceremony Taiguangshi and the ghost pill national platform. Among them, the three Kazuki sects have been missing recently, and then Izumi Mamoru Kaneda, Kikuichi Monomune, Kanese Masamune, Rachel, Muramasa, Nagazoya Toratoru, Aoi pattern Echizen Yasutsugu, Nagafune, Yuki Twin Blades, Demon Knife Murayu, Bizen Nagashi Nagatsu, Horikawa Kunihiro, Hizen Kunichi Tadayoshi, Spider Cut, Seven Branches, Tenkoku, Kunimitsu, Tenkatsu Knife, Daxia Dragon Sparrow, Rinpo Knife, Residual Arc Knife, Sue Sword, Imperial Dragon Treasure Knife, Tiger Wing Knife, Dragon Tooth Knife, Ming Hong Knife, Puppet Knife, Cong Knife, Yuge Knife, Kungo Knife, a total of 36 famous knives. Ju Yi text is Zong, the boy cuts Angang, and the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow is missing. β
As the words fell, a figure faintly appeared in the village seal, looming and uncertain.
The sentient beings didn't pay attention, but Mu Xue's chill sprouted, and a cold sweat hid behind the Hengba Knife.
The figure was hideous, painful, and floated in the air, like a hanged ghost.
Not only Muramasa, but also other large and small seals have a slight number of figures, like a group of hanged ghosts, and the atmosphere is extremely gloomy.
Mu Xue shivered behind him, and the others talked and laughed as if nothing happened.
"Hey...... Did you meet a ghost?" Yinling grinned, her eyes moist with ice crystals.
"Fourth brother, there are ghosts on the wall. Mu Xuezhi's eyes widened, afraid to point to the wall, and his voice was as small as a mosquito.
"It's not uncommon for murderous things to have a few ghosts. β
Yinling pulled Mu Xuezhi to run out, "Don't say it, let's find the eldest brother!"
Bing Candle translated many famous knives, farewell everyone. Mingyan went to a friend's appointment, looked for a giant sword, and talked about "the future is long".
The sentient beings couldn't bear to leave with candles, and persuaded them to find the big boss and be a companion along the way.
However, Bingzhu had already made up his mind, and left a sentence before leaving, "I hope you will take care of your good life, my friend Ji Yiren." β
Bing Candle is shaken, the palace is exquisite, six fans, at a glance, you can know that it is extraordinary, there is no sincere invitation, whether it is to seek the world, or to form an alliance, there is nothing to blame.
However, a word is heavier than Mount Tai!
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Leaving the meeting, sentient beings are like headless flies, and there is no other way than to inquire all the way.
Since the end of the martial arts caucus, the big boss has mysteriously disappeared.
At this moment, Yinling asked curiously, "What hobbies does the eldest brother usually have?"
Wu Operator said casually: "Good martial arts, good wine......"
A word wakes up the dreamer.
The sentient beings headed in the direction of the 'Wine Pouring Ridge'.
Pour wine ridge, the holy land of the fairy road to appreciate the wine, the path of the drunkard is like his life, he must drink happily here, drink a cup in the teahouse is different, all of them are not skillfully compared, only the amount is compared.
Whoever drinks too much drinks strongly.
Every wine will be drunk, and the words of reason will be clear.
Those who come are bold and heroic, take a heart of blood, with flesh and blood, drink you to death, and I live.
In the battlefield, how can there be a victory?
Full of joy, full of ambition, unhappy, and discouraged, all thoughts can be drunk.
Committing murder through wine, wine is also the way, and the way is also wine.
Since ancient times, there has been no wine and no joy, there are wine and sweetness to be ghosts under the skirt, eight or nine fanatics in the wine, arrogant words, no matter the world.
If the colored person has to take possession, how to win the gamble, but the rational people are not a drunken party, persuade the wine to persuade non-brotherhood, persuade the wine to persuade not the world, toast and thanksgiving, toast regardless of you, me and him.
The sword is a double-edged sword, one edge hurts the enemy, and the other edge restricts itself, which is not harmful to people's hearts, and must have the intention of self-harm, wine, sex, gambling, all of them.
None of the tea ceremony friends love wine, they are good at health, and alcohol is not.
People who are unreasonable and unreasonable, wine, tea, gambling, are all okay, and they are not occupied. The master taught, "A knife on the head of the color word, multi-color without essence, is not conducive to the Tao, is not conducive to martial arts, remember the door rules, 'for the color must be abstained'." β
Visitors from Jiuling traveled here, flying in with the three rays of light from Baiyi Lake.
All living beings came to pour wine, and the word "wine" drooped on the iron bolt of the thick door, crumbling.
The signboard here is very good, leaving three iron palm prints, and I don't know where the drunken maniac is mad here.
"'Wine', fine stainless steel, if you can take it back to forge a sword, it will be a treasure. Ji Yiren pulled out a sentence.
The texture of this wine is translucent, and it will not rust even if it is blown by wind and rain.
The sentient beings were surprised, "Three palm prints, the drunken madman Dao Yuan is strong." β
Behind the doorway is a bamboo forest, verdant and mist-shrouded, revealing a stone path.
The path is covered with crystal stones, creaking on top of the footsteps.
At this moment, there was a noise in the distance in the forest.
"Hey...... Superior mulberry fall. β
"Nonsense...... I smell too white. β
"No, it should be autumn dew. β
"'But to be poor and long-lasting, and not to drink Tu Su at the end' is Tu Su...... It must be Tu Su. β
These voices are so far and close that it is impossible to distinguish whether they are people or ghosts. But what is certain is that they are not drinking, they all spit out clearly, and their voices are high, and they don't seem to be the people of the wine pool and meat forest.
No operator pinched his fingers, beat his abacus, closed his eyes and sucked up, his expression was first pleasant and then confused.
"On weekdays, do you love Du Kang the most?"
Look, Wuju also sniffed into the air, "Poor Dao, Zhu Yeqing!"
All living beings follow suit one by one, but the miraculous thing is that except for the no operator and no moment, no one else can smell the reason, and only feel pungent.
Yoshito's face was ruddy, and he roared with a smile, "Yamato sake...... That's right, sake, hahahaha......"
Just when the sentient beings were puzzled, the no-operator suddenly said: "Everyone, please listen to me!"
"The smell of this wine comes from the mist, and I, Wu Ju, and Brother Ji are all good wine people. There is naturally wine in the heart, the mist is fragrant, and it smells like wine. β
All beings are instantaneous.
Wu Operator didn't think right, and shook his head, "The wine is different, the smell is very different, why does the fog contain the world's fine wine?"
The squabbling beings walked along the bamboo forest path, the mist was thick and the aroma of wine was strong.
Suddenly, there was a sound of running water, accompanied by dripping water drops one after another.
Further on, the sound of water droplets became a deafening snoring sound, overwhelming.
The sound was literal.
The sentient beings covered their heads and continued to move forward, and the sound of the water gradually became clearer, and they reached the end of the bamboo forest in about half a sound.
The same iron bolt of the doorpost reads "Mind Forest"
As far as the living beings looked, a small clear pool came into view, and a wood-carved rockery stood in the center.
The top of the rockery is a stone carving in the shape of a dragon's head, with four pillars of water spurting out, and then the water flows into the pool, turning and turning back to take the dragon head stone carving.
And so it goes, and the cycle continues.
When the beings came to the edge of the pool, if the bowls were full of strong men, and these drunken drunkards were asleep, the piercing snoring sound would come.
Alcoholics, old but know the destiny of heaven, young but fledgling.
However, there were two women among them.
They were full of peach blossoms, poorly dressed, exposing a pair of fruitful jade flutes and holding a bowl of pond water in their hands. Can you see that you must have experienced a joy of fish and water and paradise on earth?
The dual cultivation of Taoism and law, the gods fight, and all living beings naturally understand.
At this time, a porcelain bowl scattered all over the place was wiped slightly and scooped into the pool.
In front of the pool water, which was as sweet as honey, he took a sip without a moment, and then drank it happily, and afterwards said: "Good wine, good wine......"
The pool is full of wine, the pool in the wine, the wine in the pool, no more than the meat forest of the wine pond of the king of the king.
All living beings picked up the wine bowls, scooped the wine into the pool, tasted it carefully, and then gulped in.
"Good wine indeed. β
Suddenly, there was a sound like a cat's meow from the sleeping drunkards.
The voice was harsh.
The beings followed the sound and looked.
The fair-skinned Taoist quietly came to the second daughter and took advantage of it.
Two young and beautiful girls, in the grass, dripping with white juice.
Longjing Yisheng choked for a while, looked at it, and moved his hands frivolously.
"This guy ......"
Da Hong Zhenren sighed and strolled towards Longjing Yishengxing.
At this moment, the sturdy man beside the woman suddenly woke up, and grabbed Longjing Yisheng with his hand.
It was a sudden scene that surprised all beings.
Longjing Yisheng broke free out of instinct, but he woke up the woman for a while.
"Lustful embryos! You actually want to take advantage?" the man in the rice yellow five thunder robe glared angrily.
"Joke, this woman is like this! Do you want me to take advantage?" Longjing Yisheng was arrested, and even then he was not convinced.
The yellow-robed Taoist shouted angrily: "We walk the way of heaven and earth, what are you!"
"You are walking the way of heaven and earth, and I am also walking the way of heaven and earth, what's wrong?"
"Despicable and shameless boy dares to speak eloquently, and speak like a spring! β
After a word, the yellow-robed Taoist raised one hand, and with one hand, he struck at the Longjing First Saint Heavenly Spirit Gai with a clear palm.
Dahong Zhenren felt that something was wrong, and wanted to send a pure yang steel needle.
But at this time, he flew in the palm of Xuantian at the last moment.
The two of them collided hard, one by one.
The unruly Xuantian palm spit out the strong palm strength of the yellow-robed Taoist, and then carried the other hand into the wine pool.
There was a loud "bump" and hops splashed.
Suddenly, the cry was forbidden.
The wine ridge is quiet, and the sleeping person is like waking up from a big dream, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know.
Then the big red real person shot a pure yang steel needle, and when the yellow-robed Taoist saw this, he hurriedly let go of Longjing Yisheng.
"Does this guy still have a helper?" the yellow-robed Taoist looked angry and hateful, and threatened, "There is a kind of you going up together." β
"Alas......" Wuju shook his head and sighed: "You are a lot more powerful than me! β
"Who's going to die!!" The yellow-robed Taoist was furious, "Don't talk nonsense, let's go up together! If I don't let your soul return to Daluo, I won't be the king of Shanlan!"
Wuju was stunned for a moment, "What?" muttered in his heart: "It's actually the King of Shanlan, this guy is not easy to mess with." β
In the face of the provocation of the yellow-robed Taoist, all living beings didn't care, and immediately copied the guy.
Seeing a group of people picking up the guy, the yellow-robed Taoist trembled, but he still didn't move, pretending to be calm.
"There are really a lot of helpers for this Poppy scoundrel. β
Seeing that the man was going to suffer, the woman glanced at Longjing Yisheng and found that the fair-skinned Taoist was handsome with an air of elegance, and she was slightly relieved in her heart.
So he walked to the Yellow Robe Taoist and persuaded: "Forget it, husband, it's all wrong to blame us." Otherwise, it would be up to us husband and wife, and we are afraid that they will not succeed?"
"No, the eldest husband will either come out to duel! or come out to lead the death, how can the brother lead the mouth? β
The yellow-robed Taoist knows that he bullies the weak and has the disadvantage of tyranny and widowhood.
The woman persuaded him with good intentions and naturally helped him out of the siege, but this bull-nosed old man had a bad temper.
Knowing that the woman and the yellow-robed Taoist were a husband and wife, Longjing Yisheng felt ashamed, and he hated it the most in his life. I have never done it myself, saying that it is not a big husband, not a hero and the like, and I am even more unhappy.
He said righteously: "Although I am lustful, I am also a heroic husband." Now, rude ma'am, come and die!"
"Very good, you and the other puppet are considered a man," the king of Shanlan stepped out, "Since you dare to act, I will let you make three moves first, so that you can die and understand." β
The woman hurriedly persuaded the yellow-robed Taoist and signaled him not to make a big move.
The Heavenly King of Shanlan pushed the woman away with one hand, took out a golden smoking gun from his pocket, and said, "Piff, make a move!"
At this moment, Wuju ran to the Shanlan Heavenly King with Yinling's folding fan and whispered.
Of course, our folding fan boy didn't care about the sudden change, and chased Mu Xuezhi to hide and hide in the forest.
When the Heavenly King of Shanlan heard this, his face changed drastically, "What...... The Twelve Shows of the Wisdom Gate?"
The yellow-robed Taoist was shocked, and without thinking about it, he took back the big smoking gun and saluted to Yinling, who was hiding from the cat in the distance, "I don't know that Ming Gong is here, and my generation doesn't dare to make a mistake." Then he angrily rebuked Longjing Yisheng, "Boy, you remember it for me! This good son is settled, and he will not be spared when he sees it in the future." β
Longjing Yisheng immediately replied: "Waiting for the ...... at any time"
The Heavenly King of Shanlan "hummed" and turned his head and left, yearning for the 'Heart Forest' to leave.
The woman came to Longjing Yisheng and was humble and polite, "The little woman Ma Yufang, the younger sister Shen Yuexuan, the son is elegant, see you another day." With a closed voice, he pulled another half-clothed woman and walked in the direction of 'Xinxianglin'.
The three of them disappeared into the Wine Ridge.
"If you make trouble again, I won't help. Dahong Zhenren fiercely reprimanded Longjing Yisheng, and his friend for many years is a color embryo, so he naturally knows.
The drunken people gathered around, and when they saw that they couldn't finish it, they sighed and left one after another.
The drunkards dispersed and ushered in the next wave, they had a very tacit understanding, and they all fished for wine by the wine pool.
Subsequently, among the unconscious drunkards, the sentient beings found the cheeky man who was chattering in their hearts, and together with him they were sleeping soundly, and the unruly little uncle smiled like a smile.
The two hugged each other, smiling.
Listening to their own reports, the two drank bitterly for three days and three nights, talking and laughing more and more they fell in love, and finally even Zeng Di, the king of Ming wine, went down to the altar to drink with him.
What happened after that is unknown.
Since the Xiandao Awards, there have been four wine kings, Yu Dingguo, the king of Han wine, Liu Ling, the king of Jin wine, Li Taibai, the king of Tang wine, and Zeng Di, the last king of Ming wine. The four are specially responsible for pouring the daily wine of Jiuling, and vow never to go down the altar and accompany the wine for life!
It is not easy for the big boss to wake up, smelling the tea can relieve the hangover, and the master of Tieyin brewed a lot of Tieguanyin for the big boss to drink, and several large bowls in a row were considered to be slightly awakened.
No moment salutation: "Little Uncle"
The eyelids were drooping and the smile was dazed, and when he saw that the first person was his little nephew, he was happy and hiccuped.
"No moments...... Little nephew, why are you here?" then fished out the wine from the pool, slapped his face, and began to force a smile, "You must be friends without rules, and you are guests from afar! Then he fished out another bowl from the pool, "If the wine is cold, many people can easily wake up, everyone don't have to be polite, do it first as a respect!"
The people in the wine are free and easy, and the heroism of the smile is tormenting others,
The beings laughed again and again.
Wuju hurriedly greeted another one, the man was not good-looking, his face was full of cheeks, and his dark skin was very different from what Wuji had thought before, and he couldn't help but be a little disappointed in his heart, "The style of the big boss is better than seeing it." β
The swarthy man was half-awake, and shouted with a smile: "Brother Tie, we haven't finished yet, come on...... Drink together. β
At this moment, Tie Tu Scar rubbed his eyes, and saw that there was no operator in the crowd, and he was suddenly a little excited.
He stood up quickly, with a serious face, and swung his hands back with his hands back, and walked away.
"Big brother. β
After that, no operator told the big boss about what happened before, what tea ceremony will be a big guild of friends, appreciate the beauty in the Ming Palace, meet the righteous people on the way, Yinxia Palace Xingwen Tianming, and finally make a fuss to see the wine ridge, 1510 said it again.
As he spoke, he introduced the sentient beings to the Iron Slaughter Scar.
Finally, a plainly dressed, sunglasses, and ordinary Pontianak Mu Jiqin introduced: "Old Taoist, Taoist priest of Xishan Leizun Palace, Bing Tianming, known as blind Bing." β
As the saying goes, Yinxia Palace is in the sky, the clown is in the palace, and the master is wandering. 3