From space to the world, it takes trillions of years

Chapter 123 Chores

After satisfying his craving, he turned to look at Chen Yu.

"Please forgive me for making fun of you, sir. All I like in my life is good wine.

Now that I can see such fine wine, I am overjoyed.

I have never heard of the master's name, how ashamed I am."

Chen Yu replied: "I am just a casual cultivator, I don't have any name, you can just call me Chen Yu."

Unexpectedly, Wang Chonglin put down the wine jar, took out an eight-person table from his storage bag, and said, "It's a bit lonely to drink alone.

If you have nothing to do, could you please have a drink with me?"

A storage bag that can hold an eight-immortal table is naturally of high quality.

But he used it to accommodate mundane things, which was truly a waste of resources.

Chen Yu naturally refused, "A plant of Drunken Soul Flower is far more valuable than this jar of Purple Jade Spirit Rice Wine of mine.

If I continue to covet what you like and enjoy the wine that has already been exchanged, I will feel guilty about it."

"Hey, sir, don't say that! A jar of fine wine is priceless in my eyes.

If I can have a good friend to drink with, I will have no regrets in my life. "

"Now I have exchanged the precious wine from you for this, and it is wrong for me to borrow your flowers to offer to you."

Chen Yu looked at him, and his expression didn't seem fake.

The most important thing is to be polite and sincere enough to the releasing party.

Of course, he never let down his guard against this uninvited visitor.

Wang Chonglin quickly asked him to sit down, as if he was the host.

As if by magic, he took out two large bowls and gently placed them on the table.

"It's more convenient to drink from a large bowl!"

Chen Yu did not comment, took the jar of wine and poured a full bowl for the other person, but only poured a little for himself.

"Could it be that Mr. Chen is a little reserved because I am here?"

"Chen only likes to brew wine, not drink alcohol."

"Well, is there such a thing?" Wang Chonglin thought that the other party was just being polite, so he snatched the wine jar and wanted to fill it up.

"What a joke! How can someone who doesn't like drinking make wine?"

However, due to Chen Yu's insistence, the goal was not achieved in the end.

Wang Chonglin no longer paid attention to him, but said to himself: "A little drunkenness can relieve all worries."

Then he raised the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

Chen Yu also raised his bowl and dipped his tongue in the wine.

He naturally tasted a little while brewing so that he could get the timing right for distillation.

I just took a small sip at that time, and it felt spicy in my throat, which was not a pleasant feeling.

Now, when I taste it carefully, it seems to be a little different from the previous drinks.

Of course, he was not a professional wine taster, and even though he had a keen sense, he did not notice these changes at first.

Although Wang Chonglin was addicted to wine, he lacked the right techniques for making wine and could not explain why.

Chen Yu thought that although the spiritual rice had been ripened by the Jade Dew of Creation, it only had a strong spiritual energy and was still far from mutation.

Moreover, the spiritual rice he used to make wine before was all produced by the Jade Dew of Creation in the space. Thinking back, there was no such abnormality.

It is probably because the koji I use has been cultivated for many years and is different from ordinary koji.

This is a good thing, as my wine-making skills have also been passively improved.

While Chen Yu was thinking, Wang Chonglin was drinking bowl after bowl.

It seems that although the other party is addicted to alcohol, he does not savor it carefully.

Although the spiritual wine is overbearing, a cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refining can completely force out the effects of the wine.

For some reason, Wang Chonglin did not do so, and his face gradually showed signs of drunkenness.

"I don't know why, but I always feel like I've known you for a long time when I see you, sir."

Chen Yu understood in his heart that a cultivator in the foundation-building stage could be called a true person, and his affinity to spiritual energy was greatly improved compared to that in the Qi Refining stage.

Moreover, although he did not reveal his true cultivation level, even his face was fake.

But lower-level creatures will always show closeness to higher-level creatures.

Therefore, as long as there is no conflict of interest, the Foundation Establishment Master is welcome everywhere.

"I have been in the market for several months and go out frequently, so it is normal to see me."

"No," Wang Chonglin waved his hand and said shakily. But he seemed to be worried about something and did not continue.

Chen Yu did not respond to this sentence and just listened to the other party's drunken talk.

It is a rare opportunity for a cultivator to get drunk. Although he does not want to kill for money, it is a good thing to learn more about the world of cultivation through this opportunity. He can just regard it as a gain in his spare time.

Wang Chonglin holds a high status in Lingxu Sect, being one of only three foundation-building seeds.

Even though Master Lingyi has been in seclusion for these years, as long as there is no news of his death, no one can shake his prestige in the sect.

Wang Chonglin also had two close friends, but unfortunately one of them turned against him, and the other was attacked by the six sects of Yudong while on a mission, and was beheaded on the spot.

At that time, he was eager to take revenge, but unfortunately his enemy was thousands of miles away.

There are foundation-building monks in the sect, and going there alone would be tantamount to suicide.

Over the years, there have been people who respect him, people who fear him, and people who don't bother to talk to him.

But he didn't talk about these, instead he talked about his childhood experiences.

He did not come to Lingxu Gate through the Ascension Conference, but was an out-of-town Lingyi Zhenren who accidentally discovered this uncut jade.

Although wars are rare in the mortal kingdoms ruled by the Immortal Sect, the status of innate warriors is unshakable, and the royal family and the nobles exploit the common people unscrupulously.

The immortal sect does not want to see the population under its rule decrease, so sometimes it will issue a warning.

But tabulation does not solve the root cause, and every time the population increases, laxity becomes evident again.

He was born into a poor peasant family and was forced to work in the fields at a young age.

Just because the owner of that manor was a warrior in the early stage of the acquired realm, no one dared to say a word against him.

I have never seen anyone resist. They must have disappeared silently into the distant memory.

My parents worked a total of 11 acres of paddy fields, producing nearly 5,000 kilograms of grain each year.

But in the end, one of them starved to death, and the other died of exhaustion. His parents gave birth to eight children, but only he was left.

He was driven out of the farm due to lack of labor capacity, and was rescued by Master Lingyi when he was about to die of hunger and cold.

When Master Lingyi brought Wang Chonglin back, the bottleneck in the middle stage of foundation building had hindered him for more than forty years.

Having said this, Wang Chonglin suddenly woke up.

Purple Jade Rice is a spiritual thing after all, and the wine brewed from it cannot be measured by ordinary alcohol standards.

If he doesn't use his spiritual energy to drive out the alcohol, it will naturally lead to serious consequences.

I lost my composure just now. When chatting with people about anything and everything, it is best not to speak too deeply to someone you have just met.

But words spoken are like water spilled. The other party has already heard them, so there is no need to regret it.

Fortunately, he only talked about his own origins and did not involve the rest.

Just as the wine jar was empty, Wang Chonglin said goodbye to Chen Yu and prepared to return to his residence.

He also said that if there was a chance to produce fine wine in the future, he would exchange it for rare spiritual objects used to make wine.

It is said that some spiritual objects can produce stronger effects when added to alcohol.

Chen Yu felt that since he was a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall, he spent more time walking around in the market town every day than himself.

It’s my first time visiting someone, so it’s not convenient to ask them to do anything.

Wang Chonglin also knew in his heart that he must have better wine that he had not taken out.

How can a monk who loves winemaking be without the fine wine that has been stored in the cellar for many years?