In the Zhuqing Palace, there are hundreds of wine houses, and those who can sell spirit wine in the house are at least the old monsters who melt the spirits.

Most of the disciples can only set up simple stalls along the street to display the spirit wine brewed by the monks who come and go.

The fee for the free tasting is registered in the account and reimbursed by the sect. The immortal jade purchased by the monk was obtained by the disciples of Zhuqing Palace.

This sect is engaged in brewing spiritual liquor, and the purpose of holding a drinking party is to select disciples who are good at brewing wine, so as to focus on training.

In order to earn immortal jade and gain the attention of the sect, every Zhuqing disciple tried his best to attract customers.

Ning Fan walked all the way on the long street of the bamboo forest, smelling the aroma of wine, and the killing heart was peaceful at this moment. The old devil said that women and wine are indispensable, and it is really good.

There are many female stall owners along the road who are kind and kind to the autumn waves, which attracts many male cultivators to walk frequently. Only Ning Fan was always calm and smiled at the women who came and went.

Occasionally taste a glass, but never buy wine, and never comment on the quality of the spirit wine. The wine enters the mouthpiece, turns around and leaves.

And most of the spirit wine he drinks is a first grade, and there are almost no second grades.

Cao Kang, who followed him, complained bitterly. He followed Ning Fan in, just to drink more second-grade spirit wine, so that he could use the power of wine to impact the bottleneck of the middle stage of soul melting.

I wanted to lead Ning Fan to the stall of high-tasting wine, but Ning Fan seemed to know the way, and went in the direction of picking inferior wines.

Could it be that Ning Fan can recognize the road? No, how can a junior who comes to Zhuqing Palace for the first time know the road?

"This Yunfan little friend, the first time he came to Zhuqing Palace, unless he could explore the surroundings with his divine thoughts and gain insight into the entire layout of Zhuqing Palace, it would be impossible for him to recognize the way... Divine thoughts probe the Zhuqing Palace? This is incredible!"

As soon as this idea arose, it was extinguished by Cao Kang, and he only felt that his idea was really ridiculous.

It is unrealistic to probe the layout of the Zhuqing Palace with divine thoughts.

Not to mention that Ning Fan is a junior and has no divine thoughts. Even if there is a divine thought. There is an infant-level peak of the Isolation Formation in the Zhuqing Palace, unless it is the Ancestor of the Gods, who can spy on the Zhuqing Palace with the Divine Thoughts?

"That's it, Yun Xiaoyou wants to drink a taste of spirit wine, so I'll accompany him to drink some, after all, he paid for the wine..."

Cao Kang still has some advantages, he accepts people's money and does things honestly.

No longer caring about the grade of the spirit wine, Cao Kang simply followed behind Ning Fan, and took a glass of the spirit wine when he saw it. Drink it like a cow, like a cow chewing a peony.

Ning Fan ignored Cao Kang, his heart was immersed in a glass of wine, calming his mind with wine.

A glass of spiritual wine turns into a stream of heat when it enters the throat, arousing a trace of insight.

When the world is sad and painful, they drink alcohol to dilute their sorrow.

When the world is happy and auspicious, they will drink alcohol to increase the atmosphere.

Why grief can be diluted. Why is joy more remembered...

Why do some people get drunk when they are sad when they are sad...

Ning Fan thought secretly, and his enlightenment was integrated into the wine. Gradually... The wine plains also make sense.

Wine can't change people's moods, only people's hearts themselves.

Mortals are not strong enough to drink, and they will get drunk when they drink. The monk has mana to protect himself, why is he drunk?

Looking at a glass of water and wine in your hand. Ning Fanying's understanding was deeper, and he realized that with the comprehension of the wine way. His divine will began to sublimate!

It is not a sublimation from Dacheng to perfection, but a qualitative change...

On the Star Island, he initially integrated the three meanings of gods and demons, painted the Qimei snow scene in the sky, and created the art of wind and snow.

In the Tower of the Relics, he completely fused the three artistic conceptions, so that the three artistic conceptions were integrated and in a state of harmony.

The divine will of the eight-pinned rain, the demonic intent of the six-pinted mountain, and the demonic intent of at least one pin.

The fusion of three artistic conceptions, the new divine consciousness obtained, what is it... What grade?

Ning Fan didn't know, but the brand-new divine consciousness was displayed in the Qimei Wind and Snow, but its grade was even higher than the first grade.

The artistic conception is divided into nine products, the demon intention of the carp companion demon general is nine products, and the demon intention of Fuli and the four saints is one product... What is the level of artistic conception above the first product!

The glass of wine in his hand was like an introduction, leading Ning Fan to a series of insights.

Ning Fan realized that this wine must have something in common with his new divine sense, otherwise, he would not have lost his mind because of a glass of water and wine.

"What is my new divine will, and what level is it?"

"This glass of wine, what is the way, why can it make me lose my mind. ”

"I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out..."

Ning Fan picked up a taste of spirit wine again and again, and put it down again and again.

Passing by one stall after another, I was disappointed again and again.

No, it's not... This is not the wine he wants, these wines can't give him a thorough understanding, and they can't make his divine will promote again.

Ning Fan's mind became more and more disturbed, which was a sign of failure in perception and the breeding of demons in his heart.

In front of his eyes, a wave of hatred suddenly appeared, which was the humiliation he suffered again and again in Wu Guohaining when he was a mortal.

"Why are these past events messing with my mind at this moment..."Ning Fan's brows furrowed even deeper.

Cao Kang, who followed him, was a little stunned.

Secretly said that this Yunfan Xiaoyou, why did he suddenly pick and choose, and he didn't drink the first grade of spirit wine, could it be that he was going to find the second grade?

His brows furrowed so deeply, as if someone owed him immortal jade.

Cao Kang was thinking when he was suddenly interrupted by the sound of coughing up blood in front of him.

"This wine... Ahem!"

Ning Fan picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and looked surprised, and the next moment, the depressed past in his heart turned into a mouthful of dirty blood... Cough it up!

This scene simply startled Cao Kang.

Drink well, how can you cough up blood!

Cao Kang approached the stall and swept his eyes coldly, the wine that made Ning Fan vomit blood was just a taste of spirit wine.

No, it is reluctant to say that it is a taste of spirit wine, and the medicinal power is so thin, it is just a little stronger than ordinary wine.

No, it's just a mortal wine with a bit of medicinal flavor!

"Yun Xiaoyou vomited blood, is this wine poisonous? Or is this wine too strong and hurts Yun Xiaoyou's immortal veins? No, it's obviously faint out of the smell of birds, how can it have the medicinal power of fart? Is it really poisonous?"

Cao Kang picked up a glass of wine suspiciously, sniffed it, his face was strange, and he drank it all again, and he was even more confused.

Strange, this wine is unpleasant, but it doesn't seem to be poisonous?

It's the same with water. It's just fading out of the smell of birds, and there is no medicinal power at all, and it can't improve cultivation at all.

But it's really not poisonous.

Cao Kang thought about it secretly, but didn't find any reason for Ning Fan to cough up blood.

He received Ning Fan's money, and it was impossible for him not to be responsible for Ning Fan's safety.

"Did you make this wine? Say, for what is my friend drank your wine and vomited blood!"

Cao Kang's eyes sank, and he swept over the stall owner, not angry. The stall owner was a teenager. However, the cultivation of the third layer of the vein is weak and pitiful.

In Cao Kang's opinion, why did Ning Fan vomit blood, and it was the most direct to ask the stall owner directly.

The other party is just a third-layer vein, and he, Cao Kang, is a melting spirit, in front of him, how dare that young man lie!

was questioned by Cao Kang, the young man's face turned white with fright, his skill in brewing spirit wine was indeed not good. This batch of spirit wine is not a good product at all in the strict sense, and it is naturally not a good wine.

But even if it's not a good wine, at least there is no problem with quality and safety, and it's absolutely impossible to vomit blood for people!

Just listened to Cao Kang's domineering tone. The young man knew that if he didn't give Cao Kang a satisfactory answer today, he was afraid that this matter would be a big trouble.

Didn't you listen to Cao Kang? It was Cao Kang's friend who vomited blood! He was a friend of the old soul melting monster, and he couldn't afford to offend a disciple of the vein!

"Cao, Deacon Cao. The juniors really don't know why this brother vomited blood, but the juniors are willing to compensate..."

"Okay! Compensation! You take out the apology, and my friend will not pursue this matter!" Cao Kang looked back. Ning Fan had wiped the blood stains and was thinking about it.

Seeing that Ning Fan was fine, Cao Kang's heart was relieved, and he didn't want to make a big fuss, he was a person from Zhuqing Palace, and the wine of his own sect made people vomit blood, he had an excuse to train people and claim compensation, but if he really wanted to do anything about this disciple, he felt that it was unnecessary.

"Yes, the junior is willing to compensate ten or ten pieces of immortal jade..."

The young man was a little scared, Cao Kang was a master of soul fusion, but he was the outer deacon of Zhuqing Palace, who was in charge of these newcomer disciples.

The young man was afraid of offending Cao Kang, and in order to make amends at this moment, he was naturally willing to break the bank and eliminate the disaster, but this wealth was inevitably a little less.

"Ten pieces of immortal jade?"

Cao Kang laughed angrily.

He gave this boy a chance to apologize, why is this boy so uninteresting.

His wine made Ning Fan drink and vomit blood, and he only lost ten pieces of immortal jade!

Who is Ning Fan? Even if he is just a junior, but with a huge amount of immortal jade, 1,000 immortal jade can be given away casually, and it will be rare for a teenager to have 10 immortal jade?

"A hundred!" Cao Kang's tone was cold.

"No, it's impossible! a hundred pieces of immortal jade is all the belongings of the younger generation..."The young man begged for mercy.

"Humph!"

Cao Kang was angry in his heart, no matter what, he gave the boy a chance, and the boy didn't have the sincerity to apologize, and it was okay to knock and knock.

Collecting money from people and eliminating disasters for others, he received a whole thousand immortal jade from Ning Fan.

"You, come here! How much blood he vomits, how much blood do you pay!" Cao Kang rolled up his sleeves, as if he was going to beat people, scaring the boy stupid.

This scene made Ning Fan shake his head helplessly, this Cao Kang is still a righteous person, thinking that he vomiting blood is caused by a teenager, so he has to help himself find a place?

But he is dignified and quiet, when does he need to find a soul melting junior and find a place for a pulse-splitting ant?

"Cao Daoyou, don't be impatient, there is no problem with this wine, I vomited blood for other reasons, it's none of his business. ”

Ning Fan flicked his sleeves to block, Cao Kang only felt that his fist was weak, and he couldn't lift his strength a little, and he felt strange in his heart.

"Yun Xiaoyou, are you really okay?"

"It's fine. This wine is good, I want it all, how much is it?" Ning Fan asked with a smile.

"Uh, you still buy it! aren't you afraid of vomiting blood after drinking?" Cao Kang said with a strange expression.

"I won't vomit blood anymore, that mouthful of blood is my hatred when I was young, and I have only vomited it out until now. Thanks to this blood, I finally understood why this wine made me feel so much... I see. ”

With the help of this shallow glass of water wine, Ning Fan actually gained great enlightenment.

"Brother Yun, Brother Yun, this wine is all made by me, and it is worth a total of 200 immortal jade... Uh, but I don't dare to take your money, you're a friend of Cao's seniors, so I'll give you this wine..."

The young man was too afraid of Cao Kang and would never dare to collect money from Ning Fan.

"Yes, you don't take money, but I Yunfan can't ask for your things in vain, this wine is very good, it is the wine of my hometown... Your ancestor is a monk from the Eight Hundred Cultivation Kingdom and the Wu Kingdom, right?" Ning Fan asked with a smile.

"Yes, Brother Yun's ancestor is also a monk of the Wu Kingdom!" The young man was overjoyed, and he felt like he had met his old acquaintance in a foreign land.

"Well, the wine of Wu is always unforgettable, with nostalgia and resentment. I thought I had forgotten the grievances. In the end, I found that there are too many things in this world that I can afford to mention and can't let go. That mouthful of blood was still in my heart, and it wasn't until a moment ago that I drank the Wu wine you brewed and had a clear mind before I could cough it out... Grudges are not so easy to let go. Wine can't dilute memories, only people's hearts are forgotten. ”

Ning Fan's words. made Cao Kang and the young man stunned, both inexplicable. And Ning Fan didn't explain too much, just patted the storage bag, took out a bottle of Pimai Pill, and gave it to the young man.

"If you don't accept the immortal jade, it's okay, I'll give you the pill. Your personality is too weak, and you are bullied, but you can't always tolerate it. The life of the monk. You have to straighten your spine before you have a chance to ask. ”

Leaving the elixir, flicking his sleeves and taking away all the spirit wine, Ning Fan left directly. And Cao Kang was completely stunned.

There will be no mistake! Ning Fan gave the young man a whole bottle of Pill Pill! At least twenty!

How much is this worth, at least 1,000 immortal jade!

Buying a bunch of useless mortal wine and spending 1,000 immortal jade is really too big.

"It's a waste! It's not like that, it's not like that! This Yun Xiaoyou has no concept of money. You should also understand the preciousness of the Pimai Pill! Or rather, this Yun Xiaoyou's cultivation is not strong, but his family has a great background. He is used to seeing the Pill of the Pulse, and he doesn't care about this pill at all? Could it be that there is a Golden Pill in his family?"

Cao Kang took a deep breath and looked at Ning Fan's back, feeling more and more that his guess was right.

is not a descendant of the Jindan family, how can he spend so much money...

Complex glanced at the young man, Cao Kang said coldly, "My friend is fine, count you lucky, you continue to set up a stall, and you must not mention the previous matter to anyone!"

"Yes, the juniors don't dare to talk nonsense. The young man held a bottle of Pimai Pill, and his heart was about to fly out of his throat with excitement.

Cao Kang snorted coldly and quickly caught up with Ning Fan.

Seeing that Ning Fan finally walked out of the area of a taste of spirit wine, before he had time to be happy, he saw Ning Fan walking into the area of Fan wine.

This time, Ning Fan made up his mind that he was going to drink all the wine.

Cao Kang wanted to cry without tears, he followed Ning Fan, he wanted to eat fragrant and spicy food, and he didn't want to drink all the wine!

"Yun Xiaoyou, all wine is not good, I have a good friend in Zhuqing Palace, and I brewed an extremely delicious second-grade spirit wine, why don't I take you to drink it? If you are happy to drink, it will be better to buy a few bottles and give them to me, rest assured, I have a good relationship with that person, and it is not difficult to discount..."

"No, I think wine is good. ”

"Hey..."Cao Kang sighed heavily.

He secretly thought, Ning Fan definitely doesn't understand wine, fools know that the first and second grades of spiritual wine are better than ordinary wine, but he prefers to drink ordinary wine... It's not wrong, Ning Fan definitely doesn't understand wine, he just drinks and plays!

Cao Kang really wanted to leave Ning Fan alone and take the yellow-grade bamboo card to the second wine tasting area to have a good drink.

However, when I thought that Ning Fan didn't understand wine, I was worried that Ning Fan had deceived people and spent a lot of money to buy Fan wine.

"That's it, I'll follow Yun Xiaoyou, lest he be deceived... Ahem, it seems that with Yun Xiaoyou's side today, I don't want to drink a sip of second-grade spirit wine..."

It was impossible for Cao Kang to know what Ning Fan was thinking.

Ning Fan's heart was immersed in the Wu wine brewed by the young man, patted the storage bag, took out a jar of Wu wine, and drank it all, which was quite heroic.

"Good wine!" Ning Fan praised.

"You've never drunk really good wine," Cao Kang scolded.

Cao Kang cares about the medicinal power of wine, but Ning Fan cares about the truth in wine.

With a sip of Wu wine, he suppressed the old grudges of the past, coughed up the accumulated blood clots, and his mind became clear.

"Wu wine touched my memories, so I coughed up blood and suppressed my demons. Wine can dilute sad memories and preserve happy memories. Wine can forget worries, wine can help fun. The former is to forget, the latter is not to forget..."

"To forget is to erase memories. Don't forget, it's a frozen memory. There are three thousand avenues in the wine, and what I see from the wine is this forgetting and forgetting... The Way of Memories!"

"Memories! My new divine consciousness must be the word memory!"

Ning Fan finally understood why he would improve his divine consciousness because of drinking.

Because his three artistic conceptions are one, the artistic conception after sublimation is the word memory!

Memory is a kind of artistic conception that is completely different from other artistic conceptions such as rain and mountains.

The rain has a physical object, the mountain has a physical object, but the memory... Ethereal and invisible!

If you talk about the artistic conception of the nine products, it is the first artistic conception.

Then the artistic conception of memories created by the fusion of Ning Fan's three meanings is the second step of artistic conception, which is stronger than the meaning of helping to leave!

This is the process of moving from the real to the virtual.

Ning Fan secretly guessed that there would be a third step of divine will in the world, from the virtual to the true!

Such steps. It is in line with the way of cultivating the truth created by the Immortal Emperor!

The divine will of rain can affect the weather. The magic of the mountain can mimic the mountain.

Memory, on the other hand, can sway, tamper with the monk's memory, causing the monk to lose his heart.

In the Fan wine area, Ning Fan walked through one stall after another.

The drinks tasted were all ordinary wines, which were looked down upon by the other monks. But for Ning Fan, these wines are extremely precious. Drink it all.

Although these wines are ordinary, they are enough to evoke Ning Fan's memories.

Scenes of vendetta and killing came to mind, and between these alternating memories, Ning Fan's artistic conception of memories improved step by step.

From Dacheng, slowly transition to perfection.

His most cherished memories are precisely the most ordinary times.

What he wants to protect the most is precisely the close relatives who accompany him all the way from the ordinary to the top of the immortal path.

"Although this wine is ordinary, it has my memories. I was originally a mortal, and I cultivated immortals because I was unwilling to be humiliated. Because of the protection of mortal relatives and rebellion against immortals. ”

"The divine will of the rain, the demonic will of the mountain, and the demonic will of helping away are three completely different artistic conception powers, which cannot be fused. The reason why I was able to merge was because of my memories... I take my memories of Qimei. Drawing the picture of the wind, snow and cold plums, in this memory, the three artistic conceptions were forcibly fused by me... The new artistic conception after the fusion is the artistic conception of the second step of Xiuzhen... The mood of memory!"

"I didn't understand it before. Mortals get drunk, why monks get drunk, I understand at this moment..."

"Mortals are drunk. It's the body that gets drunk. The monk is drunk, and the heart is drunk. Mana can protect the body, but it can't protect the heart, if there is pain in the heart, longing to get drunk, you will get drunk after all. I once asked myself, and the answer I got was that I died of alcohol or drunkenness, but I still didn't understand what it was to die. Now I know that the death is... If the heart is dead, if the wine is not drunk, everyone will be drunk..."

Ning Fan drank all the way, the first glass was still drunk, and the next glass was completely drunk, constantly switching between drunk and not drunk.

His heart chooses between scenes of memories, constantly choosing to forget or not forget.

Love and hatred, these two things, he can't forget, except for these, he can forget.

Cao Kang was secretly surprised, Ning Fan at this moment gave him the illusion that he could only look up.

Ning Fan's body has a temperament, a temperament that can only be seen by the old monster.

This temperament can infect Cao Kang, and this temperament is called the artistic conception of memory.

Cao Kang stood beside Ning Fan, and the memories of the past in his mind surged like a tide, making him unable to help himself.

The young man cultivated, said goodbye to his parents, learned the Tao successfully, and his parents died... A series of past events surfaced in Cao Kang's heart, which made him burst into tears, and suddenly he just wanted to use wine to kill his sorrows.

Gradually, he began to taste all the wine, and gradually, he became a little drunk.

Because his heart was disturbed, he was disturbed by Ning Fan's memory power.

And Cao Kang was even more shocked to find that his memory seemed to be changing, as if it was about to be tampered with by life!

He had never heard of anyone who could tamper with memories.

Searching for souls and destroying memories is simple, but tampering with memories is difficult!

What is memory? That word is reincarnation, and that word of memory is memory.

Memories are memories that are preserved in reincarnation, except for the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, which can be tampered with, no one can move it!

Cao Kang secretly guessed that the strangeness on his body was caused by Ning Fan.

For the first time, he began to doubt Ning Fan, doubting him, not Pimai!

"Yun, Yun Xiaoyou, who are you sacred... Aren't you a senior of Jindan? I don't think you're a pulse!"

"I, that's me!"

Ning Fan stopped his steps for a moment, his eyes were clear, and he put away his memory. At this moment, his memory artistic conception is only one step away from breaking through.

He didn't continue to feel, because in front of him, there was a crowd of people blocking his way.

A large number of monks were vaguely surrounded by fourteen women, twelve of whom were maidservants and two were masters.

"Everyone, get out of the wine area quickly! There must be no mistake! Miss Tantai wants to drink here!"

The four soul-melting old monsters strode forward, driving away the few monks in the Mortal Wine District.

The eyes of the four people swept over Ning Fan, and when they saw that it was just a pulse, they didn't think so, and then they looked at Cao Kang, three of them were stunned, only a middle-aged man sneered, and it seemed that Cao Kang had old grudges.

"Cao Kang, the distinguished guest is coming, why don't you quickly take your juniors and get out of here!" The man's name was Gong Mao, and he was at odds with Cao Kang, and his tone was extremely unpolite.

(1/3) (To be continued......)