After quitting his job at the library, Li Chunfeng carried a wine gourd in a carefree manner and rushed to Chu Xingyun's small courtyard to stay.
Although Li Chunfeng had been carefree and unrestrained when he was young and had a large number of girlfriends, those girlfriends had all disappeared when he entered the Devil's Path. Who would be willing to marry a cripple?
Therefore, although he was already over 150 years old, Li Chunfeng didn't have a wife or children. He was all alone in the world and could go wherever he wanted. He was quite carefree.
After returning to the courtyard, Chu Xingyun immediately asked why he had to choose the Gale Cut.
Faced with Chu Xingyun's question, Li Chunfeng didn't answer. He sat there and shook the wine gourd in his hand as he sighed, "Aiyaya … without wine, I can't lift my spirits no matter what I do."
Helplessly shaking his head, Chu Xingyun didn't waste any more words. With a wave of his right hand, a wine jar carved from white jade appeared in front of Li Chunfeng.
From the True Spirit World to the Universal World, Chu Xingyun hadn't brought anything else with him. The only thing he'd brought was a lot of wine.
When he'd set off from the True Spirit World, Chu Xingyun had been in a very bad state. Shui Liu Xiang had left and Ye Qianhan had returned to the ice cave. Whether it was his body, soul, or heart, Chu Xingyun had been riddled with wounds.
At that time, only wine could numb him and allow him to get through every day and night.
Therefore, during that time, Chu Xingyun had never left his hands and would drink a few mouthfuls of wine whenever he wanted.
It wasn't until they'd reached the Universal World that Chu Xingyun gradually stopped drinking. After all … everyone knew that wine was harmful to cultivation. Chu Xingyun's self-control was still very strong.
During the two years he'd spent on the ancient starry sky path, Chu Xingyun had drunk a lot. However, no matter how much he drank, it couldn't compare to the amount he'd brought with him.
Chu Xingyun gave up his vast territory, gave up gold, silver, and treasures, but at that time, he could not leave wine.
Therefore, before he left, he took away all the Ice Marrow Wine in the Jiuhan Temple, not leaving a single jug behind. There were a total of ten thousand jugs!
The Jiuhan Temple was located at the north pole of True Spirit Continent. It was so cold that even a drop of water would turn into ice. Anyone below Heavenly Spirit Realm would not be able to survive in such an environment.
In cold regions, it was natural for people to value alcohol. Although the Jiuhan Temple was filled with women, there was no distinction between men and women when it came to drinking.
The Ice Marrow Wine was brewed by the Jiuhan Temple by gathering spiritual herbs and fruits from the Northern Wilderness Region. It was full of Spiritual Qi and was very strong.
One drop of this Ice Marrow Wine was worth a thousand gold. It was too precious. Only the Jiuhan Temple, which had the power to crush the entire Northern Wilderness Region, could brew it.
Not to mention the price of the Ice Marrow Wine, just the price of the white jade wine jar alone was extremely exaggerated.
This wine jar was refined from soft jade. Although it looked small, the inner wall of the wine jar was carved with spatial runes, and the volume inside was extremely large.
Every single one of these wine jars was a King Weapon! Not only could they be used to store wine, this soft jade fragrance could also be used to nourish the wine. It gave the Ice Marrow Wine a unique taste that was full of Spiritual Qi.
This wine jar was only the size of a human head, but it could hold ten large jars of wine. Even though Chu Xingyun had been drinking wine on the ancient starry sky path for two years, he had only drunk less than three jars.
The one that Chu Xingyun took out now was the leftover one from back then.
Although he was already dissatisfied, as long as Li Chunfeng did not drink wine, it would be enough for Li Chunfeng to drink for at least a year.
Seeing Chu Xingyun take out such a small wine jar, Li Chunfeng did not pay much attention to it at first. He opened the jar and poured the wine into the gourd.
One had to know that Li Chunfeng's wine gourd was not an ordinary item. It was also carved with spatial runes, and it could hold at least a large jar of wine. This small jar could only fill the bottom.
Li Chunfeng thought that this small jar of wine would be emptied in a few seconds.
However, he didn't expect that he wouldn't stop falling even after more than ten seconds.
That was not all. Even after he had filled the entire gourd, the wine in the jar still flowed out and spilled onto the table. Suddenly … the air was filled with the fragrance of wine.
When he smelled this wine fragrance, Li Chunfeng was completely energized. When had he ever smelled wine like this?
Ice Marrow was a resource from the extreme Northern Wilderness Region. The wine that was brewed from it was a necessity for life in the Jiuhan Temple.
This Ice Marrow was brewed from ten-thousand-year-old snow lotus, ginseng, poria, lingzhi, and hundreds of spiritual fruits. These spiritual fruits came from the entire Northern Wilderness Region.
Ice Marrow Wine was the most important resource of the Jiuhan Temple. It was also the most luxurious enjoyment. Its quality was so high that it could not be found even in the rich Qian Kun World.
Unless one day, the Qian Kun World was unified by an emperor and he collected all the resources in the world to brew wine like Ice Marrow.
Otherwise, even if it could be brewed, it would take a lot of manpower and resources. In the end, it would only be a pitiful amount.
Hiss …
Hurriedly straightening the wine jar, Li Chunfeng did not care about anything else. He put his mouth on the table and sucked the Ice Marrow flowing on the table into his mouth at full speed.
As for saying that it was dirty? Did he not know that alcohol could be disinfected? Dirty? Dirty?
As long as it did not flow to the ground and was mixed into the soil, it was drinkable.
This might be wrong, but to Li Chunfeng, how could he waste such a good wine?
Every drop of Essence of Ice was his life!
Seeing Li Chunfeng lying on the table and licking it, Chu Xingyun could not help but frown.
He wanted to tell him that there was still a lot of wine left, enough for him to drink for ten thousand years. However, Chu Xingyun quickly gave up.
Once there was too much of this, he would not feel that it was precious and would not cherish it. This might not be a good thing.
Li Chunfeng loved wine. With the Essence of Ice Wine guiding him, how could he be afraid that he wouldn't work hard?
At this thought, Chu Xingyun waved his right hand and the wine jar on the table disappeared.
Ah!
Seeing Chu Xingyun put away the wine jar, Li Chunfeng was stunned at first. Then, a look of regret appeared on his face. If he had known that this would happen, he would have made the gourd bigger. This time, he had suffered a great loss.
Li Chunfeng loved wine. In his 150 years of life, he had drunk countless strong wines and fine wines. He was absolutely qualified to judge wine.
This Ice Marrow Wine, as soon as it entered his mouth, surged with spirit energy. It contained the spirit energy of a hundred herbs and the aroma of a hundred fruits. This kind of wine could only be compared to the legendary wine of the gods.
Seeing Li Chunfeng's mournful appearance, Chu Xingyun suppressed his laughter and said, "Okay, now can you tell me why I had to choose this Gale Cut?"
"This wine … Can you … Can you give me more …" Li Chunfeng looked at Chu Xingyun pitifully and pleaded.
Frowning, Chu Xingyun said, "Don't tell me you don't know how precious this wine is. If I had known that your gourd was so big, I might not have given you so much."
This …
Smiling bitterly at Chu Xingyun, Li Chunfeng also knew that the value of this gourd of wine was immeasurable.
However, for a drunkard, if you asked him to sell his wine, it was simply asking for his life!
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