What is the most enjoyable thing in life?

Everyone can give a different answer to this question.

But this answer must be the strongest desire in that person's heart.

And Qu drunk's greatest desire is "wine".

He enjoyed the pleasure of the wine in his throat, intoxicated by the hazy beauty brought by the wine, and at the moment of intoxication, his thoughts and vision were blurred, as if there was nothing but happiness.

Wine can bring benefits as well as many disadvantages.

But one thing remains the same, at the moment of intoxication, the drunk person will inevitably leave all the burdens on his body and become his true self.

It's an emotional release, and in such a state, good and evil are impermanent!

Therefore, the debate about wine has not stopped from ancient times to the present.

Some people say that it is a bad thing, that it makes people depraved, and then there is a saying that they are drunk and misbehaved.

But some people say it's a good thing. Most of those ancient literati and writers were intoxicated and left behind ancient sentences, which have a long history and have added a strong touch to history and culture.

However, whether it is a drunken solution to a thousand sorrows, or a drunken sorrow is even more sorrowful, the distinction between good and bad is never determined by one person's point of view.

And "Qu Drunk", as a descendant of the Qu family, also has his own opinion, that is, other people's opinions are all fart!

He drinks for a simple reason: it's delicious!

As for those drunken mistakes, or drunken inspirations, there is only one reason for Qu Zui's opinion.

Can't drink enough!

As a veteran drunkard, he has been in a state of intoxication all year round, so he knows very well what a really drunk person looks like.

In this state, any drunk lying on the battlefield, or drunk and picking up the lamp, or asking the sky for wine, etc., are all floating clouds.

At that moment, the thoughts in my mind will become very simple:

"Who am I, and where am I?"

In Qu Zui's opinion, this is the real drunkenness, which cannot interfere with others, let alone burst inspiration.

As for adding any definition of good and bad to "wine", it seemed to him meaningless!

Those people are drinking, they are just drinking wine as a guide to achieve their heart's purpose!

Drink for profit at the table, drink for desire in the noise of the bar, etc...... In Qu Zui's opinion, this is a hooligan for drinking!

And Qu Zui is such a person who really loves to drink.

He was exposed to alcohol since he was a child, and the first time he drank was when he stole new wine from his father's vat. It was the first time he got drunk, so he slept until late at night, and even forgot to go to school, so scared that his parents and teachers looked for him all day.

It was also the first time he was beaten for "wine".

But when he tasted the taste of wine, he couldn't let go of Qu drunk, and from time to time he would always try to steal the wine of his father and even other elders.

So he has had a very simple concept of wine since he was a child, just delicious and want to drink.

To this day, this concept is still the most intuitive definition of koji drunken wine.

And he worked hard for three years to brew "Xianquan Wine", during which he did not drink a drop of wine, and it was precisely in order to drink it that he had never drunk, and was called the best "wine" after the end of the law era by the Qu family.

Therefore, he drinks not for profit, not for fame, not for anything else, but simply and happily!

……

Just now......

Looking at the red-hot iron pot, Qu Zui's eyes were blank, and he felt that his body was hollowed out.

It's like you're a collector who's spent a lot of money on a rare piece of a rare treasure and spent a lot of energy on it, only to lose it when the fragments were collected......

The heartache, indescribable, is enough to suffocate people.

At least that's how Qu drunk feels at the moment, it's hard to breathe at the moment, lying on the ground on his stomach, and he wants to die.

"Xianquan, Xianquan, I've been looking forward to you for three years, but why are you gone, I'm so heartbroken!"

Looking at the iron pot, Qu Zui muttered like a child, as if he had lost his most beloved toy.

In fact, he had the idea of brewing a pot of "Xianquan Wine" himself twenty years ago, but after less than a month of persistence at that time, he couldn't help but drink, and finally fell short.

After that, he tried several more times on and off, but all failed.

In the end, it's because he's too drunk.

For Qu drunk, you can skip food for a day, and you can't go without drinking wine for a day.

In fact, that's exactly what he did.

Because the liquor he brews is rich in nutrients, even if he does not eat, there is nothing wrong with his body, but he relies on the special method of brewing liquor to nourish his body, and his body is still strong.

In the past three years, in order to brew "Xianquan Wine", Qu Drunk restrained his drinking, 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.

Three years ago, Qu Zui used wine as a "meal" to eat.

Therefore, for Qu Zui, the three years of brewing Xianquan wine can be regarded as a great perseverance.

The more he thought about it, the more heartbroken Qu Zui got up, staggered to the side, picked up one from the wine gourd all over the ground, shook it twice, and after making sure that there was wine inside, he pulled out the stopper and poured a big sip into his mouth.

The wine entered his throat, and his drunken body finally stopped trembling because of sadness. The unsubsided alcohol in my body grew again as new wine was poured in, and my vision gradually became hazy at this moment.

The wine he brewed was not strong, but it was intoxicating, even if he was so drunk, after pouring a few sips, he couldn't support it, and he stumbled two steps and fell heavily to the ground.

"The troubles subside, the troubles subside......" murmured as the eyelids became heavy.

In the haze of drunkenness, Qu Zui gradually forgot the troubles at the moment.

The wine entered the bowels and turned into lovesick tears.

As for who is missing, Xianquan Wine......

After a while, the cave snored like thunder, and Qu drunk, who had only woken up for a while, fell asleep again.

In his dream, he drank the "Xianquan Wine", and tasted the spiritual wine made by countless ancestors, and he felt so happy at that moment, the only regret was that these wines seemed to have no taste......

In a blink of an eye, the next day, Qu Zui fell into a state of confusion again after waking up.

After smashing his mouth twice, Qu Zui asked three philosophical questions.

Who am I? Where did it come from? Where to go?

Hey, there's a gourd here, it looks familiar......

Qu drunk's "Rotten Drunk Infinite Loop Law" opens at this moment.

However, the aftermath is that the concept of time becomes very blurred.

When I woke up again, another day had passed.

In the confusion after waking up, Qu Zui wanted to grab the wine gourd in front of him again, but at this time, a pair of hands reached out and took away the wine gourd in front of him.

Immediately, Qu Zui felt that his head was patted, and a penetrating coolness spread from the Tianling Gai to his body, making him shiver, and most of the alcohol in his body suddenly subsided.

The moment his eyes returned to clarity, Qu Zui found that there was a white-haired man standing in front of him, who was full of dust, like a human immortal, and couldn't help but make him stunned.

As his consciousness gradually recovered, Qu Zui suddenly remembered who this person was.

On the top of the snowy mountain, the hidden real person of the Ghost Fortune Sect: seven!

He was also familiar with this person, and was one of his friends when his father, who was already in the ground, when he was alive.

"Seventh Master, is that you?" Thinking of this, the seven whispered tentatively asked.

"Exactly!" The seven smiled indifferently and spoke.

Hearing the answer of the seventh, Qu Zui showed a look that was really like this.

?? In fact, how long has it been since their last meeting, Qu Zui has long forgotten, but at least it has been more than ten years. But at the moment of Qu Zui, it seemed that the appearance of the head of the Ghost Fortune Sect had not changed in the slightest even after so many years, which really made him feel amazing.

"Seventh Master, do you have something to do with me? It is rumored that you are not on the top of the snow-capped mountain, and you will not be born if you do not understand the true meaning of cultivation?

When the seven heard this, they did not answer directly, but spoke:

"Don't come here for more than 20 years, don't come to the door this time because I have something important and want to ask you for help!"

Qu drunk heard this, and was even more confused:

"You're looking for my help, seriously?"

Qu Zui is very clear about how many catties and taels he has. Except for the brewing technology, it is completely useless, and nothing can be compared with the "real person" in front of me, so I don't understand why the real person is looking for him.

Hearing this, the seven nodded with a smile:

"That's right, a brewing competition is about to be held recently, and the prizes in it will be of great help to my cultivation, so I want to ask you to go out of the mountain to help me win this championship, I know you have this strength!"

"Brewing competition? When did we have this thing in the cultivation world? Qu Zui looked very surprised.

Suddenly, I felt that I had slept for too long, and I was confused.

As a brewing family, he had never heard of any brewing competitions, because in the cultivation world, except for their qu family who was qualified to hold this kind of competition, they were not worthy of anything else!

And in the cultivation world, only their Qu family is a winemaking family!

It seemed that seeing Qu Zui's doubts, the seven immediately opened their mouths to explain.

When the seven explained, Qu Zui listened carefully at first, but then he was dumbfounded.

Conquest? Game? In-game brewing competition!

After listening to the narration of the seven people, Qu Zui couldn't help but mutter:

"Seven masters, you are all old, and I am not young, so don't joke with me, I am in a bad mood now, and I can't laugh!"

Qu Zui's reaction was actually expected by the seventh, so he immediately spoke:

"No matter how much you explain, it's better to try it yourself, go, I'll invite you to drink a good drink!"

Hearing the word "good wine", Qu Zui, who was depressed, suddenly became excited:

"Seven masters, you are serious, what kind of good wine!"

"Wood Spirit Wine!"

"What kind of wine is this, how come I have never heard of it?" Qu was stunned.

"Good wine in the game!"

"Seventh Master, I still have something to do, so I won't go!" I heard that it was the wine in the game, and the enthusiasm of the qu drunk faded, and I felt tasteless.

In his opinion, he is in his nineties, and what kind of games he still plays, it is simply naïve.

And he couldn't understand very much, why the seven people with strong belief in cultivation would play games in the mundane, I'm afraid it wasn't because of the cultivation that went crazy.

Thinking of this, Qu Zui cast a look of pity at the seven.

"Qu drunk, if you believe me, come with me, I won't let you down. You're a winemaker, it's a perfect place for you, and I'm sure your winemaking skills will shine there! Looking at the faint interest of Qu drunk, the seven couldn't help but persuade again.

Hearing the seven say that they were winemakers, Qu Zui couldn't help but glance at the iron pot on the side, and his expression suddenly became loveless:

"I'm just an alcoholic, what kind of winemaker, I don't deserve it!"