Chapter 165: Drinking

Lin Xuan and Ding Jie walked through the crowd of people, and the two of them talked and laughed along the way, looking like old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time.

It's just that Lin Xuan's eyes have been shaking on Ding Jie, and there is a smile on the corner of his mouth that is not bad and kind, he has been secretly groping for the other party's weaknesses.

I don't know how long they walked, but the two of them finally stopped at the door of a tavern.

From the outside to the inside, this tavern is pitifully small, a lot lower than the other storefronts with wide fronts.

Lin Xuan frowned, his face was full of doubts, and he asked in a low voice, "Why did you stop?"

Ding Jie smiled slightly, revealing an unfathomable expression, and he replied softly: "You will understand when you go in with me!"

Ding Jie took a step, and regardless of whether Lin Xuan agreed or not, he walked directly towards the tavern.

Lin Xuan stood where he was, looking around, a little overwhelmed, but finally chose to follow.

"Senior brother, wait for me!"

......

After Lin Xuan walked into the room, he found that Ding Jie was the only one in the room, not to mention the other guests, not even the inn junior.

What catches the eye is a long wooden table and three chairs, which alone occupy ninety percent of the tavern's space.

Lin Xuan walked to Ding Jie's side and sat directly on the wooden chair, wearing a bright red robe hanging directly on the ground, looking gorgeous and noble.

On the wooden table is a jar of wine, plus two sparkling glasses.

The shape of the wine glass is chic, the style is unique, the texture is smooth, the touch is dripping, and the color is colorful, like jade.

The pattern of the cup is natural, the cup is as thin as paper, bright as a mirror, smooth inside and outside, and the jade color is transparent and bright.

Ding Jie stretched out his hand to hold the wine jar, carefully unsealed the mouth of the jar, and as the wine jar was opened, a rich aroma of wine immediately emanated.

The aroma of the wine overflows, and it makes you feel refreshed, as if your whole body is full of energy.

"Wow, whoa, whoa!"

Ding Jie poured out the wine in the jar, just filling two wine glasses.

The wine crystal is crystal clear, and against the backdrop of the bright moon outside the house, the clear jade liquid shines through the wall of the cup as thin as an eggshell, making people feel refreshed and happy.

"If you want to drink this wine, you must remember a taboo ......" Ding Jie stopped speaking halfway through his words, he looked at Lin Xuan with a smile, his eyes wandering.

Lin Xuan's eyes froze, he raised his head, met Ding Jie's eyes, and showed a bewitching smile that made all beings crazy.

"Senior brother has something to say, just say it, why do you have to do this?"

Ding Jie raised his wine glass, he sat in the moonlight, the glass was as bright as the moon, Ambilight, and the wine was crystal clear.

I don't know what he remembered, the whole person smiled, but Ding Jie's eyes were always staring at Lin Xuan, paying attention to his movements.

"If you want to drink this glass of wine, you must at least be a Jindan cultivator, otherwise you ......"

"Surely we will die!!"

Ding Jie looked at Lin Xuan, his eyes narrowed, and there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, which looked chilling.

Lin Xuan's heart chuckled, and his body trembled imperceptibly.

Is he tempting?

Or is it for some other purpose?

Lin Xuan's cultivation had indeed reached the Jindan realm, but he didn't reveal it, he was confident enough to hide from the prying eyes of others.

Unless his cultivation surpassed his several great realms, he would never see Lin Xuan's true cultivation.

Extrapolating like this, Ding Jie should be tempting now!

But looking at the other party's appearance, he seems to know everything here.

Who is he and who is Ding Jie?

Just when Lin Xuan was puzzled, Ding Jie held the wine glass in his hand, put it to his mouth, and drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.

Seeing this, Lin Xuan's eyebrows furrowed sharply, and his expression became complicated.

He said earlier that only Jindan monks can drink wine, doesn't it prove that Ding Jie is also a Jindan monk?

Did he reach the Jindan realm before entering the secret realm, or did he enter the Jindan realm after entering the secret realm?

Lin Xuan felt that he had fallen into a fog, and everything he could see in front of him became blurred.

He thought that he had overestimated Ding Jie, but he didn't expect to underestimate him after all.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Xuan also grabbed the remaining glass of wine and poured it into his mouth in one gulp.

Ding Jie's move is both a temptation and a threat!

If he chose not to drink this glass of wine, it would be equivalent to telling the other party that his cultivation had not yet reached the Jindan realm, and in this way, there would inevitably be a fight between them, which was exactly what Lin Xuan did not want to happen.

Although he believes in his own strength, he is not stupid, and he does not welcome inexplicable competitions!

At this moment, his best choice is to drink the wine in front of him, which is not only to demonstrate to the other party, but also to prove his means.

Whether it's cultivation or scheming, he's not weak!!

What to say?

Is it really worthy of the villain you value?

A strange glint flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes, and all the thoughts in his heart dispersed as the liquor flowed through his throat.

"Burning my throat with strong wine can't relieve my sorrows, but I want to drink all the strong wine and think about my sorrows!"

Lin Xuan's heart suddenly sounded this sentence, maybe it was because the wine he drank in his mouth was too spicy, or maybe it was something else, at this moment, countless sorrows suddenly set off in his heart.

The mellow spicy wine in the throat suddenly set off a stormy wave, and the taste of it is almost impossible to describe in words.

It's a bit like a cup of tea, the feeling of hesitation one moment is hesitant, the next moment it becomes refreshing, and then it becomes sadness, and all kinds of feelings are ever-changing, and it is simply indescribable.

Countless different emotions are churning in my heart, some are happy and happy, some are sad and lonely, and some are resentful.

For Lin Xuan, this was an unprecedented feeling.

As time passed, as the aroma of wine diffused in his heart, Lin Xuan's mind was in a trance.

Many figures suddenly appeared in front of him, including the scheming Ding Jie, the peerless Mo Liuli, the unruly and crazy monkey, the godlike Zhou Xiaocao, and the elegant and demure Xiaomeng.

Almost all the people who have appeared in his life have appeared in front of him, and different people have different tastes in his heart.

When Xiaomeng appeared, he had a gentle, doting smile on his face, and his heart was also sweet.

When Mo Liuli appeared, a complicated sneer appeared on his face, and there was a sour feeling in his throat.

When the monkey appeared, his expression was extremely arrogant, and there was a pride in his heart that he was not afraid of heaven and earth.

......

Lin Xuan quietly tasted the wine he had drunk, his face was cloudy and changeable.

I don't know how long it has been, Lin Xuan, who was wandering between hundreds of emotions, suddenly had a different kind of emotion in his heart.

The moon outside the house was gloomy, and a wisp of fresh wind floated in the sky, which suddenly set off the gloomy grievances in Lin Xuan's heart.

At this moment, he felt as if a cold knife had been inserted into his heart.

The knife pierced into the deepest part of the heart mercilessly, and again and again increased the force, and a shocking sense of depression swept through his body, forcing him to breathe.

It's a feeling he is familiar with, and it can be said that he will never forget it.

This is his own sword intent, only mourning sword intent.

This sword intent was comprehended by him for Xiaomeng, but it was also given by Zhou Xiaocao.

If there was no Zhou Xiaocao, he would not have been able to comprehend this sword intent at all, and if Zhou Xiaocao was unintentional, he would not believe it.

Although Lin Xuan never seemed to be worried about this on the surface, he had always been on guard against this matter in his heart, but he had always hidden it well!

The liquor lingering in his heart shook Lin Xuan's thoughts and rolled up the melancholy that he had hidden in the deepest part of his heart.

For a while, Lin Xuan's mood was also a little confused.

He didn't know what he should think or think, so he simply let the emotions in his heart flip, do whatever he wanted, and no longer restrain himself.

The past has become smoke.

Lin Xuan thought that everything would come to an end, but since he realized his own sword intent, since he was sad for her, he had buried a jar of strong wine in his heart, and the longer time passed, the more sorrow he felt in his heart, and the taste of the wine became stronger and more mellow.

Unexpectedly, he prides himself on being superior, but in the end, he still can't get rid of the impermanence of the world.

That year of heavy snow, she danced with a sword, amazed all things, although they were very close, but still the end of the world.

The long dress in my memory is like a distant untouchable moonlight, like a white cloud and a breeze, a flash in the pan.

Lonely sycamore, with a shallow smile, finally overturned.

The parting on the top of the mountain in the past, as soon as you turn around, it is the rumored end of the world.

......

Lin Xuan fell into his own sadness, and so did Ding Jie, who was sitting next to him, he seemed to have also fallen into memories, his whole cheeks were red, his brows were almost wrinkled, and he looked a little crazy.

Just when he lost his mind, an extreme force was suddenly released from Lin Xuan's body.

At the moment when that power appeared, Ding Jie immediately opened his eyes and came to his senses.

He sensed the changes around him, and was a little stunned for a moment.

Ding Jie looked around, and finally put the sightseeing on Lin Xuan.

"Sword intent?"

"How is that possible?"

As if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world, he jumped up from his chair, his eyes wide open, and his face was full of horror and disbelief.

Ding Jie looked at Lin Xuan with his eyes slightly closed, and a monstrous wave was set off in his mind.

He stretched out his finger to Lin Xuan, his body trembled uncontrollably, and his mind went blank.

Ding Jie rubbed his eyes, and after making sure that there was no problem with his eyes, there was a roar in his mind, as if there were countless thunderbolts splitting down.

"It's really sword intent?"

"Isn't he even more powerful than an immortal?"

If you want to become an immortal in the cultivation world, you must comprehend the intention, and if you don't have the intention, you are destined to become an immortal.

Whether it is imitating the meaning of others, or the meaning of one's own comprehension, it belongs to the unparalleled existence below the fairyland.

It's hard to imagine that a little monk who can't cultivate in the Jindan stage can actually realize his meaning!