At night, the lights in the city gradually go out.

In the sky, a wisp of starlight fell, so that people could still be seen on both sides of the street.

"Junior Danyang Zong Zhao Shu, pays homage to the senior." At this time, a faint green light suddenly appeared in front of Zhou Yumen.

This person was apparently the person invited by Liu Hao's mansion more than a month ago.

Looking at the closed door in front of him, Zhao Shu felt extremely nervous.

Different from Liu Hao and others, he just thought Zhou Yu was an ordinary and strange person.

After all, Zhao Shu is a monk. After tasting the wine, he will not naively think that the people who make wine are also ordinary people.

The taste of the rice wine is second best, but after drinking it, as the wine liquid spreads in the body, a strange flavor emerges.

Under this charm, Zhao Shu found that his entire state of mind had undergone an astonishing transformation. During this transformation, the bottlenecks of his previous practice were not only broken one after another.

After regaining consciousness, he was surprised to find that just over ten days of retreat was comparable to the months of hard work he had put in in the past.

In fact, he values ​​the transformation of his state of mind more than the growth of his cultivation.

Because after waking up, he had an unexplained premonition that he would not be troubled by bottlenecks for a long time in the future.

"I still have more than seventy years left at most. I thought I had no hope of getting a golden elixir in this life, but I didn't expect that I would have a turning point this time when I accepted a disciple.

If I can get the opportunity here, with my current cultivation level in the middle stage of Daoji Realm, I may not be able to give it a try."

Thinking of this, Zhao Shu looked at the door in front of him, his eyes becoming more determined.

In fact, before coming here, he had also searched for fine wines in the city.

But after taking it, it is just ordinary wine and does not have the effect of the owner in the courtyard.

"There are also spiritual wines in the world of cultivating immortals, but most of them are only used to restore mana and warm the body. Those that can directly affect the realm are simply unheard of.

Liu Hao and his son once said that the owner opened this brewery because he tasted hundreds of wines in the city.

But someone who can brew such a magical wine from ordinary wine cannot be an ordinary person."

Thinking of this and seeing that there was still no reaction at the door, Zhao Shu became a little anxious.

If he hadn't been concerned that the owner here was most likely a powerful person in the game world, he would have thought of robbing him.

Fortunately, his many years of spiritual practice have preserved his sanity.

Half an hour later, when the lights of the last house on the street where the courtyard was located went out.

In Zhao Shu's desperate gaze, the closed door in front of him opened silently.

The occurrence of this situation caused Zhao Shu to be stunned for a short time before a hint of ecstasy appeared in his eyes.

"Thank you, senior."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Shu arranged his clothes nervously and stepped across the ordinary threshold.

As soon as Fang stepped in, the courtyard door was quietly closed.

During the entire process, even Zhao Shu, who was very close at hand, did not feel the slightest fluctuation in mana.

Just like the door should be closed after he steps through.

This sudden scene made Zhao Shu even more excited.

Entering the courtyard, you can see two large and small armchairs placed under a sycamore tree. Not far away, there are a stone table and two stone chairs.

Everything is just as Liu Hao said.

"Since you were able to find this place, you are destined to drink. I think you should know the rules of this place." At this time, a calm voice came from the courtyard.

"Junior knows, a story is worth a jar of wine." Hearing this, Zhao Shu suppressed his excitement and said respectfully.

At the end of the courtyard, candlelight flickered in the room, and a figure could be faintly seen.

It was only about ten steps away, and he only needed to release his spiritual consciousness to see what was going on.

But Zhao Shu lowered his head subconsciously and did not dare to look too far.

"Now that you know, you can start telling the story." Inside the room, Zhou Yu looked at Zhao Shu in the courtyard and took a casual sip of wine.

Be it a mortal or a cultivator of immortality.

As Zhou Yu just said, it's all about fate.

All he needs is stories that contain life.

This story must be sentimental.

"Story." Outside the room, Zhao Shu took a deep breath and immediately began to tell.

Before coming here, he had already thought of this possible scene.

Therefore, he deliberately reflected on his life. Even before coming here, he listened to the story of successfully exchanging stories for spiritual wine.

Mortal stories, no matter how wonderful they are, only last a few decades.

How can it be compared with the story of his life that has been condensed for nearly two hundred years?

"Senior, this is the story of this junior." An hour later, Zhao Shu took a deep breath and immediately bowed to Zhou Yu in the room.

silence.

After the words fell, Zhao Shu, who thought he would exchange the wine, still did not hear the permission after a quarter of an hour passed.

My whole person felt a little bad.

"Maybe my story is not exciting enough, but I have also heard the story of the mortal old man, and it is obviously very dull." Zhao Shu looked at the candlelight in the room, and his heart suddenly became heavy.

"Could it be that this senior likes to listen to dramas about love?"

Inside the house, Zhou Yu looked at Zhao Shu standing in the courtyard and felt very disappointed. Even the wine in the glass had no taste.

If the story of Zhao Shu were written into a storybook, it could easily support a storyteller.

But this story was not what he wanted.

"Although your story is exciting enough, it has no soul... Anyway, since you can find it here, I will give you a chance." Thinking of this, Zhou Yu said immediately.

The moment his voice fell, he stretched out his hand and pointed toward the room.

Suddenly some rice flew out of the rice vat, and a handful of water flew out of the kettle in the room to wrap it up.

In an instant, the rice spontaneously ignited in the tea at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a few breaths, drops of pure wine emerged from the rice water and were put into a palm-sized wine pot.

call out!

The next moment, under Zhao Shu's expectant gaze, a white wine bottle flew out of the room and landed in front of him.

"This wine is called Cun Guang. I hope you can tell a good story before the deadline comes."

"Junior Zhao Shu, thank you senior."

Looking at the spiritual wine in front of him and feeling the pure spiritual power contained in it, Zhao Shu was ecstatic and thanked him immediately.

After saying this, Zhao Shu put the spirit wine into a storage bag, took out a thousand taels of silver, placed it on the stone table in the courtyard, and left respectfully while thanking him.

In just a moment, he picked up a cyan flying sword and disappeared into the vast night.

Inside the house.

Zhou Yu looked at the disappearing sword light with expectation in his eyes.

Before that, he always used other people's lives to make wine, but after Zhao Shu, he wanted to see if there was another possibility.

Make life with wine.
Chapter completed!