"One hundred yuan!" Cao Kang's tone was cold.

"No, it's impossible! One hundred pieces of fairy jade is my entire property..." the young man begged for mercy.

"snort!"

Cao Kang was furious and ignored him. He had given the young man a chance, but the young man didn't sincerely apologize and just beat him.

To accept people's money and eliminate disasters for them, he actually accepted a thousand immortal jade from Ning Fan.

"You, come here! How much blood does he vomit, how much blood do you pay!" Cao Kang rolled up his sleeves, as if he wanted to beat someone, which frightened the young man.

This scene made Ning Fan helplessly shake his head. This Cao Kang was actually a righteous man. He thought that the boy was the cause of his vomiting blood, so he wanted to find trouble for him?

But Ning Fan, the dignified man, when did he need to find a junior Fusion Spirit to find a place with a Pulse Pulse Ant?

"Fellow Daoist Cao, please be patient. There is nothing wrong with the wine. The reason I vomited blood is for other reasons and it is none of his business."

Ning Fan fluffed his sleeves to block, but Cao Kang felt that his fist was weak and he couldn't muster any strength. He felt strange in his heart.

"Little friend Yun, are you really okay?"

"It's okay. This wine is good. I want all of it. How much does it cost?" Ning Fan asked with a smile.

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

"I will no longer vomit blood. That mouthful of blood was the result of the hatred I had harbored when I was young, and I have only vomited it out now. Thanks to this mouthful of blood, I finally understand why this wine can make me feel so many things...that's how it is."

With the help of this cup of water and wine, Ning Fan unexpectedly gained a great enlightenment.

"Yun, Brother Yun, I brewed this wine, and it's worth 200 immortal jade in total... Well, I don't dare to charge you for it. You are a friend of Senior Cao, so I'll give this wine to you..."

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

"Really, you don't charge me, but I, Yun Fan, can't ask for your things for free. This wine is very good, it's the wine from my hometown... Your ancestors were monks from the Wu Kingdom among the Eight Hundred Cultivation Kingdoms, right?" Ning

Fanxiao asked.

"Yes, Brother Yun's ancestors were also monks from the Wu Kingdom!" The young man was overjoyed, feeling as if he were meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

"Well, Wu Guo's wine always makes people unforgettable, with nostalgia and resentment. I thought I had forgotten the grudges of the past, but in the end I found that there are too many things in this world that I can't mention but can't let go. Then

The blood in my mouth is still in my heart. Until the last moment, after drinking the Wu wine you brewed, my mind became clear and I could cough it up... Hatred is not so easy to let go. Wine cannot dilute memories, only the human heart is forgotten."

Ning Fan's words made Cao Kang and the young man stunned. They were both incomprehensible. Ning Fan did not explain too much. He just patted his storage bag, took out a bottle of Pulse Pulse Pill, and gave it to the young man.

"It's okay if you don't accept the fairy jade, I will give you the elixir. You are too weak. If you are bullied, you can't always tolerate it. A monk should always straighten his spine in his life, so that he can have success.

Opportunity to ask.”

Ning Fan left the elixir behind and took away all the spiritual wine with a flick of his sleeves. Ning Fan left straight away, while Cao Kang was completely stunned.

Pulse Pulse Pill! You can’t go wrong! Ning Fan gave the boy a whole bottle of Pulse Pulse Pill! At least twenty pills!

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 much.

"What a waste! This is not the way to use a lot of money! Even if this little friend Yun has no idea about money, he should understand the preciousness of the Pulse Pulse Pill! Or, this little friend Yun's cultivation is not strong, but his family has a strong background.

I’m used to seeing the Pulse Pulse Pill and don’t care about this pill at all? Could it be that there is actually 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.

How could someone who is not a descendant of the Jindan family spend so much money...

Complex glanced at the young man and Cao Kang said coldly, "My friend is fine. You're lucky. You can continue to set up a stall and don't mention what happened before to anyone!"

"Yes, I don't dare to say nonsense." The young man held a bottle of Pimai Dan, his heart almost flying out of his throat with excitement.

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

Seeing Ning Fan finally walking out of the area of ​​Yipin Spiritual Wine, before he could be happy, he saw Ning Fan walking into the area of ​​Fanjiu.

This time, Ning Fan made up his mind to drink Fan wine.

Cao Kang wanted to cry but had no tears. He followed Ning Fan because he wanted to eat well and drink spicy food, but he didn't want to drink ordinary wine. Is that possible?

"Little friend Yun, the wine is not good to drink. I have a good friend of Rongling in Zhuqing Palace who brews extremely delicious second-grade spiritual wine. How about I take you to drink it? If you are happy with it, just buy a few bottles.

It would be better if you give it to me. Don't worry, I have a good relationship with that person, so it's not difficult to give him a discount..." Cao Kang almost begged.

"No need, I think Fanjiu is good."

"Hey..." Cao Kang sighed heavily.

He secretly thought to himself, Ning Fan definitely doesn't understand wine. Even fools know that first-grade and second-grade spiritual wine are better than ordinary wine, but he insists on drinking ordinary wine... It's not wrong. Ning Fan definitely doesn't understand wine. He is just drinking for fun.

!

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

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

"That's all, I'll follow Little Friend Yun to prevent him from being deceived... Ahem, it seems that if I'm guarding Little Friend Yun today, I won't even be able to take a sip of the second-grade spiritual 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. He patted the storage bag, took out a jar of Wu wine, and drank it all in one gulp, feeling quite heroic.

"Good wine!" Ning Fan praised.

"You have definitely never drunk real good wine..." Cao Kang cursed.

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

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

"Wu wine stirred up my memories, so I coughed up blood and suppressed my inner demons. Wine can dilute sad memories, and it can also preserve happy memories. Wine can forget worries, and wine can add fun. The former is forgetfulness, while the latter is

Don’t forget…”

"Forgetting means erasing memories. Not forgetting means freezing memories. There are three thousand avenues in wine, and what I see from wine is the relationship between forgetting and not forgetting...the way of memory!"

"Memory! My new divine intention must be exactly the word memory!"

Ning Fan finally understood why he enhanced his spiritual power by drinking alcohol.

Because his three artistic conceptions are unified into one, the sublimated artistic conception is the word memory!

Memories are an artistic conception that is completely different from other artistic conceptions such as rain and mountains.

Rain has substance, mountains have substance, but memories... are intangible!

If we talk about the ninth level of artistic conception, it can be regarded as the first artistic conception.

Then the memory mood created by the fusion of Ning Fan's three thoughts is the second step mood, which is stronger than the meaning of helping away!

This is the process of turning from reality to reality.

Ning Fan secretly guessed whether there would be a third step of divine will in the world, from fiction to reality!

Such steps are in line with the path of cultivation pioneered by the Immortal Emperor!

The divine will of rain can control the weather. The magical will of mountains can simulate mountains.

But memories can control and tamper with the monk's memories, causing the monk to become confused and self-destructive.

In the wine area, Ning Fan walked past each stall.

The drinks he tried were all ordinary wines, which were looked down upon by other monks. But to Ning Fan, these ordinary wines were extremely precious and he drank them all in one gulp.

Although these drinks are ordinary, they are enough to stir up Ning Fan's memories.

Scenes of grudges and killings emerged in his mind. During the alternation of memories, Ning Fan's memory mood improved step by step.

From Dacheng, slowly transition towards perfection.

The memories he cherishes most are precisely the most ordinary times.

What he wants to protect the most is precisely the close relatives who have accompanied him from ordinary life to the peak of immortality.

"Although this wine is ordinary, it has my memories. I am originally an ordinary person. I became an immortal because I was unwilling to be humiliated. I rebelled against the immortal because I wanted to protect my mortal relatives."

"The divine will of rain, the devilish will of mountains, and the evil spirit of supporting Li are three completely different artistic conceptions that cannot be fused. The reason why they can be fused is because of my memories...I used my memories of Qimei to draw

In this memory, I forcibly merged the three artistic conceptions... The new artistic conception after the fusion is the artistic conception of the second step of cultivation... the artistic conception of memories!"

"Before, I didn't understand why mortals can get drunk, but monks can get drunk too. Now I understand..."

"When a mortal is drunk, his body is drunk. When a monk is drunk, his heart is drunk. Magic power can protect the body, but it cannot protect the heart. If there is pain in the heart and longs for drunkenness, one will eventually become drunk. What is drunken? I once asked myself,

The answer I got was that I died of alcohol, that is, I was drunk, but I still didn’t understand what I died of at the time. Now I know that what I died of was... my heart! If my heart dies, everyone will get drunk if the wine is not intoxicating..."

Ning Fan drank all the way. He was still drunk in the first drink, but not drunk at all in the next drink, constantly switching between drunk and not drunk.

His heart is choosing among memories, constantly choosing to forget or not to forget.

Love and hatred, these two things, he cannot forget, but other than these, he can forget everything.

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

There was an aura about Ning Fan that could only be seen by the old monster who transformed into a god.

This temperament can infect Cao Kang. This temperament is called the artistic conception of memory.
To be continued...