"May I ask, sir, what is wine?"

"The word for wine refers to water in the You period. ¤ You is the tenth earthly branch, which means west, which means autumn, which is the time when the rice is ripe. When grains are brewed into water, it is called wine!"

"This is what the scriptures say. Weiyu wants to hear the young master's voice."

"The intoxicating thing is wine. Beauty, wealth, fame and wealth in the world, as long as it can intoxicate people's hearts, what is not wine?"

"May I ask, sir, what is drunkenness?"

"To die from alcohol is to be drunk; to be born from alcohol is to be sober! Between being sober and drunk, there is the meaning of life and death..."

The scene of discussing wine in the endless sea emerged in Ning Fan's mind little by little.

Is Weiyu today the same person as Weiyu back then... If so, why are the auras different and the cultivation levels so different!

The Tantai Weiyu that Ning Fan met back then was nothing more than Suixu, and what came to the lower world was just a distraction, but now...

The cultivation level of Weiyu in front of him was already at the peak of the fifth calamity in all eternity!

He is actually the pinnacle Immortal King!

In Weiyu back then, Ning Fan could see what was in Weiyu's mind using the whispering technique. However, in Weiyu today, he is unable to do this, and the whispering technique has no effect at all...

It's not that Ning Fan has insufficient cultivation, but that there is an almost terrifying suction force in Wei Yu's body, which seems to be able to swallow up all the spiritual thoughts and magical powers that bully her...

"Weiyu, who was discussing wine with you back then, was my witchcraft clone who stayed in Nantian. The Nantian Tantai family is a long-standing branch of my family. I secretly sent the witchcraft clone to go out to play. The elders in the clan didn't know.

So, you must never tell others about this, okay?"

Seemingly seeing Ning Fan's confusion, Tantai Weiyu took the initiative to explain.

"Witch Gu clone?" Ning Fan was slightly startled.

"Yes, it's the witchcraft clone. If I don't send a villain to play secretly, I will die of suffocation. You may not be able to imagine that I haven't stepped out of my house for three million years... Fortunately, you scared my family

Elder, I took this opportunity to come out and play."

"Scare the elders in your family?" Ning Fan was startled again.

"My family is from the Nan tribe. Although my home is here, my hometown is not here..." Tantai Weiyu sighed quietly.

Southern tribe!

Ning Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he originally had a lot of doubts in his heart. But after Wei Yu said the word "Nan Clan", he figured it all out.

The reason why this woman is following him is because of the affairs of the Nan clan!

If this woman is the same person as Weiyu back then, she must know her true identity! Is this woman here to reveal her identity as a monk in the Rain Realm? But the fact that she was born in the Rain Realm is not unjustifiable...

only…

For some reason, when facing Tantai Weiyu's cunning eyes, Ning Fan had the strange feeling that everything was exposed in front of this woman.

And if this girl really has malicious intentions, she won't be the only one here. Those old monsters from the Southern tribe won't show mercy to him...

"You followed me for seven days but didn't show up. Could it be that you just wanted to scare me..." Ning Fan suddenly had a strange guess.

"You can't blame me for this. Who wants you to smash the quasi-saint clone of Third Grandpa and scare my grandfathers so much that they are afraid that the Nan tribe will make a big enemy. Haha, I will scare you too. And you will have an ancient overhaul.

Zhao Jian... my sister almost believed it, how about it? Mr. Ning has been living on tenterhooks these past seven days..."

Tantai Weiyu put down his wine glass and covered his mouth with a very elegant smile. His noble and mature nature gave people a sense of sinisterness. It was like chasing Ning Fan across the starry sky, what an interesting thing it was...

Ning Fan was speechless.

In the past seven days, he also said that a peerless strong man was eyeing him. Although he was not frightened, he was extremely cautious, as if facing a formidable enemy...

But it turned out that it was just a prank played by this woman!

After frightening him for seven days with all the tricks, could this woman find it very interesting? The world of sinister people is indeed incomprehensible.

Another incident made Ning Fan slightly distracted. Tantai Weiyu called herself sister. This title reminded Ning Fan of Luo You inadvertently.

That woman also likes to call herself her sister. I wonder where that woman is now. Has she returned to Beitian? After all, Beitian is her hometown...

"Mr. Ning, who has so many beauties, are you thinking of another woman?" Tantai Weiyu said with a meaningful smile.

"...Hmm." Ning Fan did not deny it, but then thought of another woman and asked, "It was the girl's witchcraft clone that led Su Qiu to ascend back then. How is Su Qiu now? She has adapted to the life of Zifu Academy.

?”

This time, the question was asked by Yin Suqiu.

"Junior sister is living a good life. According to the news from the witch Gu clone, junior sister is now practicing cultivation..."

Tantai Weiyu paused and then said,

"Stop talking about this, you haven't answered me yet. Do you want to drink the wine from my hometown?"

“Wine from home…”

Ning Fan nodded, poured himself a glass, tasted it, and was slightly stunned.

It’s not wine…it’s water!

But it’s not just ordinary water…

It has no special taste, no spiritual power at all, and is not even wine. But for some reason, Ning Fan's heart immediately becomes peaceful after drinking this glass of water.

Ning Fan drank one cup, then a second cup, a third cup... After three cups, he slowly closed his eyes. At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten the killings seven days ago, and the sea of ​​blood he had waded through over the years.

Forget about the light and shadow of swords and the road of bones, forget about the cultivation of one's body, and the world of cultivation...

He seemed to have regained the feeling he had when he was a mortal, remembering the days when he was young, stepping on the dirt and going up the mountain to collect medicine... He remembered his hometown of Haining, and remembered that there was a river there, and that the river water seemed to taste like this...

He seemed to think of the Yue Kingdom again, and the snow in Qimei City. This clear water wine seemed to be the boiled snow water...

No, no, this is not real water...

Turning water into wine is a transformation.

Turning wine into water is a retrospective process.

This is not clear water, but...water made from wine. If we insist on calling it wine, it would be clear water wine!

“Good wine.”

Ning Fan slowly opened his eyes and gave a pertinent comment.

This shout was not loud, but it attracted the attention of many monks in the wine shop. Most of these low-level monks gathered in the wine shop were naturally good drinkers. When they heard about good wine, they would naturally pay attention. Unfortunately,

They were destined to be disappointed. When they glanced over with their spiritual thoughts, they discovered that the content in Ning Fan's cup was not wine, but water.

"Is this person stupid? He drank water, but he actually said it was good wine. Is there something wrong with his head? This wine is not even good!"

"I won't mention this guy, but let me tell you, the Immortal Drunkenness brewed from my thousand-year-old cold dew is the real good wine."

"Nonsense, compared with my three-thousand-year-old beautiful lady, your fairy drunken bullshit is nothing!"

"My world is red..."

"My cup of purple wine..."

The whole room was full of arguments, which immediately suppressed Ning Fan's previous cheers. A few old drunkards who were good at this drunkenly slapped the table and laughed, taking Ning Fan's embarrassing incident of mistaking water for wine as a joke.

Of course, these drunkards just laughed a few words and gave up. They continued to drink their own wine, not bothering to pay attention to Ning Fan, a novice in drinking.

Tantai Weiyu silently closed her eyes, unable to hide the shock in her heart.

Although she gave Ning Fan the wine, she didn't expect him to understand it. After all, no Dongtian monk had ever understood the wonders of this clear water.

Even she herself doesn’t understand…

Ning Fan understands...

In front of Tantai Weiyu's eyes, the figure of that big brother seemed to appear again. Day after day, he stood at the Tantai Ferry, looking at the direction of the vast road. From dawn to dusk, to eternal night, from Su Chun to silence.

Autumn, then midwinter…

I can't forget the lonely look on my elder brother's face as he drank a lot of water and wine.

I can't forget the vicissitudes of my elder brother's tone as he stroked his little head and told himself the story of Cang Mang Dao...

"My name is Ni Fan, I am Cang Mangxiu, but I am not..."

"What I'm looking at is not the boundless road, but waiting for an encounter with a butterfly. It's not the nine butterflies in the boundless sky, but... my once insignificant self."

"...Cangwu Dao is the hometown of butterflies. The monks here worship butterflies as gods, just because the Nine Cangwu Butterflies were born here, and there are countless unknown ordinary butterflies... The world only knows that only Cangwu Nine Butterflies are born.

Flying out of the boundless road, if an ordinary butterfly steps on the boundless road, it will fly into ashes... Few people know that there was once a mortal butterfly that flew out of the boundless road... That day, the ancient sword master entered the boundless road to practice swordsmanship, and there was a bold butterfly.

Hiding in the sword master's body..."

"...It is not powerful and can be called ordinary, but it is this ordinaryness that caught the eyes of Zi Dou Immortal Emperor and saw a glimmer of life from the darkness, so he showed mercy and agreed to the ancient sword master's pleading.

, gave the butterfly a second life..."

"...When it entered the dream world, it was an ordinary butterfly. After reincarnation, it was still an ordinary butterfly. Immortal Emperor Zi Dou did not help the butterfly too much, for fear of damaging the butterfly's Yin. The only time he intervened was only to separate the Luan Gu Emperor and the butterfly.

The cause and effect of the butterfly are connected together... Unfortunately, that hope is still too slim. Even before Immortal Emperor Zi Dou died in the battle, he did not have any hope for the butterfly, but had high hopes for the ten ancient spirits... Unfortunately, the ten ancient spirits

Ling has failed the expectations of the Zi Dou Immortal Emperor and the trust of hundreds of millions of Zi Dou Immortal cultivators..."

"...There is an old saying in our vast land, a butterfly flapping its wings is enough to change a reincarnation... Although the butterfly's origin is ordinary, it has no ancient bloodline, no support from the family destiny, if it is not ruthless, there will be no future. Who can
To be continued...