Chapter 211 Four Flavors in Wine

"There is a fairy tower () where Baiyun was born"

Qingchi smiled slightly but said nothing.

Seeing the look on his senior sister's face, Baiyunlou already realized that there must be some kind of aura on his body that he didn't want to be contaminated by.

Forget it, it is a great blessing for him to be able to enter the garden for a visit. With his current level of cultivation, it is too far away to think about this.

Thinking of this, Baiyunlou mentioned to his senior sister that the cultivation conference would be held in more than a month.

"Don't worry, junior brother. If there is an emergency, you can send a message to the master Qingyu. Senior sister left a spiritual consciousness in the big Qingyu. As long as you are in this small world, you can feel it."

"Oh? Has Senior Sister made another breakthrough in her cultivation?" Baiyunlou asked in surprise.

Qingchi said lazily, with a hint of drunkenness: "It's not really a breakthrough. It's just that I realized it in a dream some time ago and played chess with Sister Xiao. My soul and body have recovered a lot."

"Nowadays, the cultivation level should be the realm of human beings' great perfection in becoming gods. As for the divine soul, it is really hard to say. At least in this small world, except for a few forbidden areas, as long as there are large spiritual energy fluctuations, it can be sensed. .”

After hearing this, Baiyunlou felt relieved. In this case, he could let go and fight those demon souls. Even if he couldn't make it in the end, he still had the senior sister.

Seeing that the senior sister was getting drunker and sleepy, Baiyunlou and the senior sister greeted each other and then left the Xiaozhulou.

Hearing that the senior sister was already intoxicated and asleep, everyone's voices became softer.

Caiwei asked: "How can senior sister get drunk with such a cultivation level?"

Xia Chaoyang replied with a hint of drunkenness: "That's because of the wine... Oh, sister Caiwei, you just said you're not good at wine, but it seems like you haven't tasted a glass of fruit wine yet."

"Xiao Jing, take out your newly brewed four-flavor fruit wine, sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, and let Sister Caiwei, who is not good at wine, have a try."

"Yes." Xiao Jing took off the jade gourd from her waist and poured four glasses of crystal clear wine into four empty glasses.

Looking at the four glasses of amber-like wine with different colors in front of her, Miss Caiwei hesitated slightly, then picked up the leftmost glass.

This glass of wine with a light green color feels like taking a bite of a green plum when you take it into your mouth, with a hint of sweetness in the sourness.

Before I could taste it carefully, the sweet and sour taste seemed to disappear without a trace. In addition to making people feel a little drunker, only some sweet and sour memories lingered in my consciousness.

This feeling was so memorable that Caiwei couldn't help but want to have another drink. Only when she stretched out her hand did she realize that the color of her hand had changed.

The glass of wine had a light pink color, and with a bit of anticipation and curiosity, Caiwei drank it down slowly.

A unique fragrant meaning, rich and long, with a sweet and alcoholic taste but also the fragrance of spring petals. The beautiful feeling of intoxication cannot be dissipated for a long time.

After a while, Caiwei opened her eyes. This feeling was really fascinating.

Seeing a few pairs of eyes staring at me, I was immediately speechless. These Qingyun disciples were good at everything, but they just liked to watch the excitement.

But he still raised his hand and picked up the third glass of wine. This glass of wine was like amber, with a light brown color.

Picking up the glass of wine and taking a sip, Caiwei almost threw the glass away. This was not wine, it was clearly bitter medicine.

Seeing all the junior brothers and sisters looking at him, he was a little embarrassed to spit out the wine in his mouth. However, at this moment, a feeling of joy after suffering suddenly filled Caiwei's consciousness, and she was almost moved to tears.

I couldn't help but ask Xiao Jing: "What kind of wine is this?"

"Bitter wine, a cup of bitter wine, half of lovesickness..." Nangong Xiaojing replied faintly.

"Bitter wine..., yes, these two poems are also good." Caiwei was very satisfied with Xiao Jing's two poems and the taste of the wine.

The little fat man suddenly interjected: "Little sister, who did you learn this kind of poetry from? You are so young, why do you talk about such love?"

Rolling her eyes at her second brother, Xiao Jing couldn't help but reply: "Second brother, you underestimate people. The poems and essays I have read,

Stacked together, they are as tall as a small bamboo building. "

"Love has been around since ancient times, and it's not something shameful. Now that the academy's library is so big, there's no need for teachers to teach it. Second brother, have you taken the poetry class at the academy?"

The little fat man shook his head and said: "Poetry, what's the use? Those things that go around and around, rhyming in a flat tone, etc., are a bit confusing when you see them."

"If senior brother hadn't used his spiritual consciousness to transmit sounds at the top of the mountain last time, I would have been able to recite the Haoran Sutra for a month."

Xiao Jing sighed and said: "Second brother, you should practice your swordsmanship. You are like a piece of wood every day. When will you be able to enlighten yourself? Find a second sister-in-law to show me. Look, senior brother..."

Just as he was talking, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a little stagnant, so Xiao Jing continued calmly: "You see, senior brother already knows the power of poetry and prose. He enrolled in the poetry class at the Academy of Arts yesterday, right senior brother?"

Baiyunlou looked at Nangong Xiaojing with a smile, nodded and said, "Yes, Junior Sister Xia and I both signed up for poetry classes yesterday."

After thinking for a while, Baiyunlou continued: "What Xiaojing said makes sense. I have been feeling it recently. I feel that most of the poems left by the ancients are full of true meaning, and love is not something that cannot be said."

"Let's just say that this four-flavor fruit wine, if you don't have some understanding of human emotions, it would be really difficult to make it so delicious."

After receiving the approval from the senior brother, Xiao Jing's eyes suddenly brightened like stars.

He quickly took out four glasses, poured four more glasses of fruit wine for Senior Brother, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother, except for bitter wine, the other three fruit wines don't have names yet. Please help me come up with a name."

Baiyunlou nodded and smiled slightly, picked up the green fruit wine, drank it in one sip, and said leisurely: "I have had a few glasses of this fruit wine just now. There is a hint of sweetness in the sourness. Although it is fleeting, it is memorable, like a light First love can be called a green plum.”

Then he picked up the second cup of light pink fruit wine, drank it and praised: "The aroma is sweet and the aftertaste is long, like..., forget this, you will slowly understand it later, the name of the wine is lingering."

"I don't need to tell you about the third cup of bitter wine. I have tasted it before, and even the headmaster of the academy praised it as a good wine." Baiyunlou drank the bitter wine in one gulp and nodded.

Then he picked up the fourth glass of extremely clear wine, looked at it, and Baiyunlou said: "I haven't tasted this glass yet, Xiao Jing, is this a fruit bar that was just brewed recently?"

"Exactly, it was brewed with grains half a month ago. I gave it to Senior Sister Xia before, but it was too spicy." Xiao Jing nodded and replied.

With a slight nod, Baiyunlou poured the clear wine with a strong aroma into his mouth. Suddenly, a spicy taste went straight into his consciousness. The Yang God in the sea of ​​consciousness actually reacted, as if it was burning.

The desire to seduce demons arose in his heart. Baiyunlou stood up and said in a deep voice, "This wine is called Burning Soul."