"Come, brothers, this is my Kunlun Mountain's immortal brew, it tastes good!"

After Zhang San passed the sword ladder trial, Su Ping and his party said hello to Jia Lu, and then followed Chu Aotian to a pavilion located on the edge of the cliff where they could see the cloud and mist scenery, ready to taste the immortal brew that Chu Aotian said earlier.

The four of them sat around the stone table, and Su Ping and the three of them looked at the purple gourd that Chu Aotian had taken out, and they didn't realize what they were about to drink.

Zhang San looked at this beautiful gourd, and even looked forward to it, thinking that such a good-looking gourd pot, the immortal brew in it must not be bad, and it is naturally trivial to increase cultivation to prolong life.

However, after Chu Aotian took out four wine glasses and opened the cap of the gourd, Zhang San's complexion with a hint of expectation changed instantly, and he directly covered his nose, his face was full of shock, and his eyes looking at the gourd were full of incredulity.

Because the taste is so unique!

It can't be said that it stinks, on the contrary, this smell is very fragrant, but this fragrance is different from the ordinary wine aroma, which is mixed with all kinds of fragrances, and even the aroma of food, and what is even more strange is that these countless fragrances are mixed together, and the fragrance is extreme.

It's really strange that such an extreme aroma can distinguish many types of fragrances.

This kind of strange and extreme aroma is difficult for people to have the desire to drink the immortal brew, and even Wang Ping, who is paralyzed, has a slightly wrinkled expression, no wonder Bai Zhou was so resistant to this before.

However, although the taste of this immortal brew is strange, it is also acceptable to Su Ping, after all, in the country of the previous life, it was a big country in terms of food, and in terms of eating, there is no country that can compare.

There are naturally unique ways to make a variety of foods, and you can't judge whether the food is good or not by the aroma and appearance, but you don't know until you actually eat it.

For example, the stinky tofu that I liked very much in my previous life, although it smelled very stinky, it tasted exceptionally fragrant.

Therefore, Su Ping did not have the desire to drink it because of this strange taste, but looked forward to the immortal brew even more, thinking that with such a unique aroma, its taste must be very unique.

In fact, the taste of this immortal brew is indeed very unique, but it is not as delicious and unique as Su Ping thought, and he will soon be able to appreciate it.

"Haha, don't look at the aroma of this immortal brew is a little unique, but it tastes very strong, and the amount of drink is different, its taste can still change!" Seeing Zhang San and Wang Ping's surprised and even disgusted expressions, Chu Aotian didn't mind, because when he first made a peace, he asked about this taste with such an expression, but after drinking it, he fell in love!

When Chu Aotian spoke, he filled Su Ping and a few of them.

The color of the brew is not white or colorless, but it feels a bit of a fantasy blue.

Other than that, it doesn't look much different from ordinary sake.

"Here, cheers!"

As soon as the wine was full, Chu Aotian licked his tongue, and couldn't wait to pick up the wine glass and greet Su Ping and the three of them.

Although Zhang San and Wang Ping were reluctant in their hearts, they had no choice, it was difficult to refuse, so they had to frown and pick up the wine glass, and only Su Ping took it generously, looking forward to the taste of the wine.

"Haha, cheers to our brothers' first meeting!"

As soon as Chu Aotian finished speaking, as soon as the four of them clinked glasses, he directly raised his head and drank it all, and his face was full of comfortable burps, shouting: "Cool!"

Seeing that Chu Aotian was so comfortable, Wang Ping's brows stretched slightly, and then he also drank it all, and the brows that had just stretched immediately wrinkled back, and his face was slightly solemn.

"Okay, Brother Wang, I dare to take a sip for the first time, it's so courageous!" Seeing that Wang Ping was bored directly with one sip, Chu Aotian's face was slightly surprised, especially when he saw that Wang Ping's color had not changed much, he just frowned, (because of facial paralysis, his face was not dignified, it was difficult to see) He gave a thumbs up, and he admired it a little in his heart!

He knew how strange the taste of this wine was, and although he liked it very much, he refused it at first, because it was indeed not something that ordinary people could bear.

"Senior Brother Wang, how does this taste?" Seeing that Wang Ping drank this glass of wine directly, Zhang San asked with a hint of tentativeness.

After Wang Ping heard this, his frowning brows suddenly relaxed, and he looked at Zhang San lightly, and only said two words, "It's very supplemental!", and didn't say how it tasted.

But the honest and honest Zhang San didn't understand the trap in Wang Ping's answer, thinking that the wine just smelled bad, his heart suddenly relaxed, and then he drank all the wine in the wine glass with joy.

"Hey, Brother Zhang is also angry......"

"Gross, ah~"

After seeing that Zhang San also drank it all, Chu Aotian was full of admiration, and just wanted to praise him, but before he could finish speaking, Zhang San directly interrupted him with a howl.

Ahem~

"Ah, it's spicy, no, it's cold...... Sisi~, no, it's so bitter...... Ah, that's sour......"

Zhang San covered his throat, his mouth kept sighing, retching, his face was distorted and painful, and he kept talking about the taste of the wine, and he didn't say anything the same.

"It's... Does this wine taste so weird?" Seeing Zhang San's painful appearance, Su Ping glanced at Wang Ping, who seemed to have no expression, and couldn't help muttering doubts, but he didn't have any expectations in his heart, and he hesitated about whether to drink it in one gulp.

Seeing Su Ping's suspicious and hesitant look, Chu Aotian smiled and said: "Haha, Brother Su, don't worry, this wine is called eaux-de-vie, and its taste contains all kinds of flavors in life, sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, salty, etc., to name a few, the taste embodied in the wine will be displayed according to the amount of drink in one sip, if it is boring, these flavors will be displayed one by one, making people so hilarious, haha......"

As soon as he heard Chu Aotian's explanation, the corners of Su Ping's mouth couldn't help twitching, the taste of wine could be so changeable and so weird, no wonder Zhang San was so painful.

Immediately, Su Ping also looked at Wang Ping with a hint of admiration, being able to drink this cup of water of life so calmly is indeed respectful.

"Forget it, let's die!"

After thinking about it for a while, Su Ping made up his mind to dry up the so-called water of life in one gulp and taste the taste of life!

"Grunt, grunt~"

Su Ping raised his head and closed his eyes to drink it in one gulp, as soon as the wine entered his mouth, a sweet taste surged up to the tip of his tongue, but before this taste could spread, a spicy taste hit Su Ping's taste buds and nasal cavity, and even sprinted to his brain!

What made Su Ping even more unexpected was that this spicy taste was so powerful that it directly crushed his consciousness, making his eyes blacken, and his consciousness was directly lost.

At the moment of loss of consciousness, Su Ping was shocked in his heart.

"Damn, this water of life is poisonous!"