"My good granddaughter, don't cry. You've done a great service this time."
The Pavilion Master of the Martial Arts Pavilion was monitoring Tang Jiaojiao's every move. Of course, he saw the scene of Du Feng being sucked into the painting world. What surprised him was that Du Feng, who was at the fourth level of Heaven Seizing State Cultivation, had even more True Essence than his granddaughter. One must know that Tang Jiaojiao was a genius that he had personally nurtured, yet she was not as good as a brat from a poor place.
"I don't want to hear it, go away."
Tang Jiaojiao was crying her heart out and did not want to listen to her grandfather's advice. She was so angry that she threw the Mirror of Sky Lake, which was caught by the Pavilion Master of the Martial Arts Pavilion. After receiving the Sky Lake Mirror, the old man smiled proudly. With this treasure, he would be able to hunt more magical beasts. Advancing to the next great realm was just around the corner.
This girl couldn't have fallen for that brat, right? Seeing Tang Jiaojiao crying so sadly, the Pavilion Master was a little worried.
"Come, little brother, how about we drink together? I misunderstood you just now."
The old Daoist was quite enthusiastic. Seeing that Du Feng was a good boy, he simply invited him to drink together.
"Sure, my alcohol tolerance is very high."
This was not Du Feng bragging, his alcohol tolerance was indeed very high. He had never lost a drinking competition with his friends. Whether it was fruit wine, white wine, or milk wine, there was nothing he could not drink.
"Young man, don't be so arrogant. If you can finish the wine in this gourd, I'll give you a gift."
The old Daoist shook his wine gourd. Listening to the sound, there was less than half of the wine left. The gourd was not much bigger than the usual wine pot, about five or six cups. If it was drunk in a big bowl, it would not even be two big bowls.
Du Feng had already smelled the wine just now. It was indeed fragrant, but the alcohol content was not high. However, it was a bit embarrassing to let the old man drink such a good wine. He had originally thought of catching two jasper sheep to cook in the hotpot, eating and drinking at the same time to liven things up. In the end, he found that the small world of the storage ring and necklace could not be opened. Not only could he not open it, he had also lost contact. If it wasn't for the fact that he could see it with his eyes, he would have thought that he had lost something.
Sure enough, the world in the painting had many restrictions. At this moment, he couldn't use his Cultivation at all. The suppression was even more severe than in the Spirit Forbidden Area. Even the Giant Arms Art and the Heaven Origin Palm that strengthened his arm and palm strength no longer existed at this moment. Under such circumstances, it was absolutely impossible to cheat in drinking. No matter how high the Cultivation level of a martial artist was, they would become an ordinary person after coming in. He was no different from those farmers transplanting rice seedlings in the paddy fields.
"Alright, then it's a deal. I'll drink with you for a while."
Du Feng was a very open-minded person. He didn't need a cup and just picked up the wine gourd and drank from it. Since the old man said that if he could finish this gourd of wine, there would be a gift for him, so he might as well finish it and show him. It was soft in the mouth and had the mellow fragrance of grains. Tasting it carefully, there was the fragrance of fruits. Taking another sip, there seemed to be the sweetness of spring water.
"Good wine, good wine!"
Du Feng's three sips weren't small and were enough for three cups. The taste was indeed good. He thought that he would finish it in another two or three mouthfuls, but for some reason, the amount of wine in the gourd didn't change. He didn't care so much. Of course, the more delicious wine he had, the better.
"Gulp, gulp …"
Du Feng picked up the gourd and poured the wine into his mouth. This time, he didn't taste the fragrance and sweetness. Instead, he tasted a strong spiciness. It was so spicy that tears came out of his eyes. It was really weird. Why did the same gourd of wine taste so differently? The spiciness was really unbearable. He wanted to put down the gourd. However, when he thought about the bet he made with the old man, he insisted on drinking more.
"Old man, this wine is so spicy."
If Du Feng still didn't understand now, then he would be a fool. The wine in the gourd couldn't be finished at all. He shook it and realized that the amount in it hadn't changed at all. At the start, there was less than half of the wine in the gourd. It was still the same now.
"Is it spicy? Try it again."
The old man didn't seem to know that his wine was spicy and asked Du Feng to try it again.
In order to give face to the old man, Du Feng picked up the gourd and drank it again. No matter what, it was always good to drink more. This time, the wine wasn't spicy at all. Instead, it was very bitter. It felt like ten bitter gourds were stuffed into his mouth. It was so bitter that he couldn't breathe. Du Feng drank a little too much. It was so bitter that his face turned green. It took him a while to recover.
Interesting. Sweet, spicy, bitter. Could it be the sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy taste of the human world? Then, would it be sour the next time he drank it?
This time, without the old man's persuasion, Du Feng continued to drink. As expected, it was sour this time, and it was getting more and more sour. Du Feng had already guessed that the wine in the gourd could only be drunk four times. Hence, he picked it up for the fourth time and refused to put it down. He gulped it down.
The sour taste was getting stronger and stronger. At first, it was like eating a sour plum. Then, it was like drinking a mouthful of old vinegar. Then, it was like being punched in the nose. It was so sour that tears came out. Du Feng could hold on, so he continued to drink the wine in the gourd. This time, the amount was very large. If it was poured out, it could fill several jars.
The sour taste that followed was something that even Du Feng couldn't handle. It wasn't the sourness in his mouth or his eyes. It was the sourness in his heart. This sadness reminded him of many things, and his whole person became depressed. Finally, after holding on for a while, Du Feng put down the wine gourd. When the sourness in his heart reached a certain level, it would become a kind of pain. The pain of his heart convulsing.
"Old man, I've lost."
Du Feng knew that he had lost because the wine in the gourd was still there. However, he had already tasted the ups and downs of life.
"Young man, don't mind it too much. Those things that make you sad will be over after a good sleep."
The old man waved his sleeves and Du Feng fell into a deep sleep. Under the big willow tree, the red sunlight shone on his body. He slept very comfortably and even started to snore. Only after forty-nine days did he wake up. He raised his head and saw that the old man was gone.
What was going on? Was everything just a dream? Du Feng looked at the surrounding scenery. It was right. There were still paddy fields, a small river, and a small bridge. The big willow tree was still there, but he didn't know where the crows had flown to. As the sun set, the heartbroken man was at the end of the world.
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