What was the happiest thing in life?
Everyone could give a different answer to this question.
But the answer would definitely be the strongest desire in that person's heart.
And Qu Zui's greatest desire was' wine '.
He enjoyed the pleasure of the wine flowing down his throat, indulging in the hazy beauty brought by the wine. In the moment of intoxication, his thoughts and vision blurred, as if there was nothing else but happiness.
Wine could bring many benefits, but it could also bring many disadvantages.
But one thing never changed. In the moment of intoxication, the drunkard would definitely throw away all the burdens he carried and become his true self.
This was a release of emotions. In such a state, good and evil were unpredictable!
So the debate about wine had never stopped since ancient times.
Some people said that it was a bad thing, that it would corrupt people, and then there was the saying that drunkenness would cause trouble.
But others said that it was a good thing. Most of those ancient literati had left behind beautiful lines through the ages in their intoxication, and they had a long history, adding a thick and heavy stroke to history and culture.
But whether it was getting drunk to solve a thousand worries, or getting drunk to make one's worries worse, the difference between good and bad could never be determined by one person's point of view.
And as a descendant of the Qu family, 'Qu Zui' also had his own point of view, which was that other people's point of view meant nothing!
There was only one simple reason why he drank: it was delicious!
As for those who caused trouble after drinking, or those who had a burst of inspiration after drinking, Qu Zui thought there was only one reason.
He hadn't drunk enough!
As a veteran drunkard, he was in a state of intoxication all year round, so he knew very well what a truly drunk person was like.
In such a state, things like lying drunk on the battlefield, getting drunk by the lamp, or asking the sky with a glass of wine would all be fleeting.
At that moment, the thoughts in one's mind would become very simple.
"Who am I? Where the f * ck am I?"
In Qu Zui's eyes, this was true drunkenness. It would not disturb others, nor would there be a burst of inspiration.
As for defining 'wine' as good or bad, it was meaningless to him!
Those people weren't drinking, they were purely using drinking as a guide to achieve their goals!
Drinking for profit at the table, drinking for desire in the noisy bar, etc … In Qu Zui's eyes, these were all f * cking hoodlums to wine!
And Qu Zui was such a person who truly loved drinking.
He had been exposed to alcohol since he was young. The first time he drank alcohol was when he secretly drank the new wine from his father's wine jar. That was the first time he got drunk. Because of this, he slept until late at night and even forgot to go to school. His parents and teacher were so scared that they searched for him for the whole day.
That was also the first time he was beaten because of "alcohol".
But after tasting the taste of the wine, Qu Zui could not let it go. From then on, he would think of ways to secretly drink the wine of his father or other elders.
Therefore, his concept of wine had been very simple since he was young. He just wanted to drink it because it tasted good.
Until now, this concept was still Qu Zui's most intuitive definition of wine.
As for the 'Celestial Spring Wine' that he had painstakingly brewed for three years, he did not touch a single drop of wine during this period. It was all for the sake of drinking the 'wine' that he had never tasted before, the 'wine' that the Qu Family claimed to be the best to drink after the end of the Age of Chaos.
Therefore, he drank not for profit, not for fame, and not for anything else. He drank simply and happily!
…
But now …
Looking at the red-hot iron pot, Qu Zui's eyes were listless. He felt as if his body had been hollowed out.
This feeling was like a collector who had painfully spent a lot of money to buy the missing parts of a rare treasure. He had spent a lot of effort, but when he had gathered all the missing parts of the treasure, he had lost it …
That kind of heartache was indescribable, but suffocating.
At least that was how Qu Zui felt at the moment. At this moment, even breathing had become difficult. He lay limply on the ground, even thinking of dying.
"Oh, Celestial Spring, Celestial Spring, I've waited for you for three years, but you're gone now. My heart hurts so much!"
Looking at the iron pot, Qu Zui murmured like a child, as if he had lost his most beloved toy.
In fact, he had thought of personally brewing a pot of 'Celestial Spring Wine' twenty years ago. But at that time, he could not resist drinking for less than a month. In the end, he failed at the last step.
After that, he tried several more times, but all of them ended in failure.
In the end, it was because he was too addicted to wine.
For Qu Zui, he could go a day without eating, but he could not go a day without drinking.
In fact, that was exactly what he did.
Because the wine he brewed was rich in nutrients, even if he did not eat, there would not be anything wrong with his body. Instead, with the nourishment of the wine brewed with a special method, his body was still strong and healthy.
It was also in these three years that in order to brew the 'Celestial Spring Wine', Qu Zui restrained his drinking behavior. He relied on picking wild fruits in the mountains to satisfy his hunger, and occasionally went down the mountain to eat a good meal in the modern city.
And three years ago, Qu Zui ate wine as if it were a 'meal'.
So for Qu Zui, brewing the Celestial Spring Wine for these three years was a great effort.
The more he thought about it, the more his heart ached. Trembling, Qu Zui got up and hobbled to the side. He picked up one of the wine gourds on the ground and shook it a few times. After confirming that there was wine inside, he pulled out the cork and took a big gulp.
As the wine entered his throat, Qu Zui's body finally stopped trembling because of his sadness. The tipsiness in his body that had not yet subsided grew again with the new wine. At this moment, his vision gradually became hazy.
The wine he brewed was not strong, but it was intoxicating. Even with Qu Zui's physique, after a few mouthfuls, he could not hold on any longer. He staggered two steps and fell heavily to the ground.
"My troubles fade, my troubles fade …" As he murmured, his eyelids became heavy.
In his drunken haze, Qu Zui gradually forgot his current troubles.
The wine entered his heart and turned into tears of longing.
As for who he missed, the Celestial Spring Wine …
A moment later, the cave was filled with thunderous snores. Qu Zui, who had just woken up, fell asleep again.
In his dream, he drank the 'Celestial Spring Wine' and tasted the Spirit Qi wine brewed by countless ancestors. At that moment, he felt so happy. His only regret was that the wine seemed to be tasteless …
In the blink of an eye, it was the next day. After waking up, Qu Zui fell into a daze again.
After smacking his lips twice, Qu Zui asked three philosophical questions.
Who am I? Where do I come from? Where do I go?
Eh, there's a gourd here. It looks so familiar …
Qu Zui's "Law of Drunkenness Infinite Loop" was activated at this moment.
However, the side effect was that his perception of time would become very blurry.
When he woke up again, another day had passed.
In his daze after waking up, Qu Zui wanted to grab the wine gourd in front of him again. At this moment, a pair of hands reached out and took the wine gourd away.
Then, Qu Zui felt his head being patted. A chill that penetrated his heart spread from the top of his head to his entire body. He couldn't help but shiver, and the drunkenness in his body instantly dissipated.
The moment his eyes regained clarity, Qu Zui found a kind-looking, white-haired man standing in front of him. This person exuded an otherworldly aura, as if he was a human immortal. He couldn't help but stare in a daze.
As his consciousness gradually recovered, Qu Zui suddenly remembered who this person was.
Peak of Wind Snow Mountain, Ghost Fate Sect Hidden Sage: Qi Ming!
He could be considered familiar with this person. He was one of the good friends of his deceased father when he was still alive.
"Sect Master Qi, is that you?" Thinking of this, Qu Zui asked in a low voice.
"That's right!" Qi Ming smiled faintly and said.
Hearing Qi Ming's answer, Qu Zui revealed an expression as if he had expected it.
In fact, Qu Zui had long forgotten how long it had been since they last met, but it had been at least more than ten years. But at this moment, in Qu Zui's eyes, the appearance of this Ghost Fate Sect Master hadn't changed at all even after so many years, which really amazed him.
"Sect Master Qi, what can I do for you? Rumor has it that you're at the peak of the snow mountain and won't come out until you comprehend the true meaning of cultivation? "
Hearing this, Qi Ming didn't answer directly. Instead, he said,
"It's been more than twenty years. How have you been? I've come to you this time because I have something important to ask of you!"
Hearing this, Qu Zui was even more confused.
"You want my help? Are you serious?"
Qu Zui knew very well what he was capable of. Apart from his wine-making skills, he was completely useless. Nothing could be compared to this "sage" in front of him, so he didn't understand why the sage would look for him.
Hearing this, Qi Ming nodded with a smile.
"Here's the thing. Recently, a wine-making competition will be held. The prizes will be of great help to my cultivation, so I want to ask you to come out and help me win this championship. I know you have the ability!"
"Wine-Making competition? Since when does our cultivation world have such a thing? "Qu Zui looked very surprised.
All of a sudden, he felt that he had slept for too long and was confused.
As a wine-making family, he had never heard of any wine-making competition. Because in the cultivation world, only the Qu family was qualified to hold such a competition. No one else was qualified!
And in the cultivation world, only the Qu family was a wine-making family!
Seeming to see Qu Zui's confusion, Qi Ming immediately explained.
When Qi Ming explained, Qu Zui listened carefully at first, but then he was dumbfounded.
Battle? Game? A wine-making competition in the game!
After hearing Qi Ming's explanation, Qu Zui couldn't help muttering in a low voice,
"Sect Master Qi, you're old and I'm not young anymore. Don't joke with me. I'm not in a good mood now. I can't laugh!"
Qu Zui's reaction was actually within Qi Ming's expectation, so he immediately said,
"No amount of explanation is better than trying it yourself. Let's go, I'll treat you to some good wine!"
Hearing the word "good wine", Qu Zui, who was depressed, suddenly became excited.
"Sect Master Qi, are you serious? What good wine is it?"
"Wood Spirit Wine!"
"What kind of wine is this? Why have I never heard of it?" Qu Zui was stunned.
"Good wine in the game!"
"Sect Master Qi, I still have something to do, so I won't be going!" Hearing that it was wine in the game, Qu Zui's enthusiasm faded, and he immediately felt tasteless.
In his opinion, he was already in his nineties. Why would he still play games? It was simply childish.
Moreover, he couldn't understand why Qi Ming, who had a firm belief in cultivation, would play games in the mortal world. Could it be that he was possessed by the devil in his cultivation?
Thinking of this, Qu Zui cast a pitiful look at Qi Ming.
"Qu Zui, if you believe me, then come with me. I won't let you down. You're a winemaker. That place is very suitable for you. I also believe that your winemaking skills will definitely shine there! "Looking at Qu Zui, who had lost interest, Qi Ming couldn't help but persuade him again.
Hearing Qi Ming say that he was a winemaker, Qu Zui couldn't help but look at the iron pot at the side. His expression suddenly became lifeless.
"I'm just an alcoholic, not a winemaker. I'm not worthy!"
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