"Good granddaughter, don't cry,."

The master of the Wujing Pavilion, the whole city is monitoring Tang Jiaojiao's every move. The scene of Du Feng being sucked into the world in the painting, of course he also saw it. What surprised his old man was that Du Feng, who had cultivated at the fourth level of the Heaven Snatching Realm, had a true yuan that was even stronger than his granddaughter. You must know that Tang Jiaojiao is a genius cultivated by him personally, and he is not as good as a stinky boy from a poor place.

"I don't want to listen, I don't listen, you go away. ”

Tang Jiaojiao was crying sadly, unwilling to listen to her grandfather's advice. She smashed the Tianhu Mirror out with her anger and was caught by the Pavilion Master of the Martial Arts Pavilion. After getting the Tianhu Mirror, his old man smiled proudly. With this treasure, you can hunt more magical beasts yourself. Advancing to the next great realm is just around the corner.

This girl won't really like that stinky boy, seeing Tang Jiaojiao crying so sadly, the master of the Wujing Pavilion was a little worried.

"Come little brother, how about we drink together, it was the uncle who misunderstood you just now. ”

The old Taoist was quite enthusiastic, and when he saw that Du Feng was a good boy, he simply invited him to drink together.

"Well, I'm a pretty good drinker. ”

This is not Du Feng's own bragging, his alcohol consumption is indeed very powerful. I never lost a fight with my friends. It doesn't matter if it's fruit wine, white wine, or milk wine, there's nothing he can't drink.

"Young man, don't be so loud, if you can drink the wine in this gourd, I will give you a gift. ”

The old Taoist priest shook his wine gourd, and listened to the sound that less than half of the wine was left. The gourd was not much bigger than the usual flask, about five or six glasses. If you drink it in a large bowl, I'm afraid it will be less than two sea bowls.

Du Feng had already smelled the wine just now, it was indeed quite fragrant, but the degree was not large. But it's a little embarrassing to give such a good wine to the elderly. He originally thought that he would catch two jasper sheep and come out to make shabu-shabu, and eat and drink to help the fun. It turned out that the small world of storage rings and necklaces could not be opened. Not only could it not be opened, but contact was also lost. If he hadn't seen it with his eyes, he would have thought he had lost something.

Sure enough, it's the world in the painting, and it's very restrictive. At this time, his cultivation could not be exerted at all, and it was even more ruthless than that suppressed by the Forbidden Spirit Zone. Even the arm strength enhanced by the Giant Arm Technique and the Qianyuan Palm Palm no longer existed at this moment. In this case, it is absolutely impossible to cheat when drinking, and no matter how high the cultivation of any martial artist is, he will become an ordinary person after he comes in. It's no different from those croppers planting rice in the paddy fields.

"Okay, then it's a word, I'll accompany your old man for a while. ”

Du Feng wanted to open it very much, and he didn't use any cup, he picked up the wine gourd and drank it to his mouth. Since the old man said that there will be a gift for him after drinking this gourd wine, then drink it all and show it to him. This is soft and soft with a mellow aroma of grain, carefully tasted and has the fragrance of fruits, and then a sip seems to have the sweetness of mountain spring water.

"Good wine, good wine!"

Du Feng's three sips are not small, they are enough for three cups. The taste was really good, and he thought that he should drink it all after two or three more sips, but he didn't know why the amount of gourd hadn't changed. No matter how much it is, the more delicious the better.

"Knock ......"

Du Feng then picked up the gourd and poured wine into his mouth, this time what he tasted was not the fragrance and sweetness, but the strong spicy, and his tears came out of his eyes. It's really strange why the same pot of wine has a different taste. The spicy taste was really uncomfortable, and he wanted to put the wine gourd down. But thinking of the bet he made with the old Taoist, he insisted on drinking more.

"Old man, this wine is so spicy. ”

If Du Feng still doesn't understand it now, then he will be a fool. I can't finish the wine in this gourd. He shook it and saw that the amount had not changed at all. At first, there was less than half of the wine in the gourd, and it is still like that.

"Spicy, you try it again. ”

The old Taoist didn't seem to know that his wine was spicy, so Du Feng was tasting it.

In order to save face for the old man, Du Feng had no choice but to pick up the wine gourd and drink it again. Regardless, it's always good to drink more. This time, the wine was not spicy at all, but very bitter. It feels like ten bitter melons are stuffed in your mouth, so bitter that you can't breathe. Du Feng drank a little violently, his bitter face turned green, and it took a while to recover.

Interesting, sweet, spicy, bitter, is it the sweet and sour taste of the world, so the next time you drink it, it should be sour.

This time, without the persuasion of Du Feng's old Taoist, Du Feng continued to drink again. Sure enough, this time I drank it with a sour taste, and it became more and more sour. Du Feng had already guessed that this gourd wine could only be drunk four times, so he refused to put it down the fourth time he picked it up, and poured it into his stomach with a bang.

The sour taste is getting heavier and heavier, at first it was just like eating a sour plum, then it was like drinking a mouth full of old vinegar, and then it was like being punched in the nose, and sour tears came out. Du Feng insisted on these things, so he continued to drink the wine in the gourd. This time the amount is really large, and if you pour it out, you can hold several jars.

The next sour taste, even Du Feng couldn't bear it. It wasn't the sour in the mouth, or the sour eyes, but the heart. This sadness reminded him of a lot of things, and the whole person was depressed. Finally, after persevering for a while, Du Feng put down the wine gourd. When the heart is sad to a certain extent, it will become a kind of pain, the pain of heart twitching, the pain of dying and living.

"Old man, I lost. ”

Du Feng knew that he had lost, because the wine in the gourd was still not lacking at all, but he himself had tasted the ups and downs of life.

"Young people, don't pay too much attention to those things that make your heart ache and heartache, and it will be over after a sleep. ”

As soon as the old Taoist waved his sleeves, Du Feng fell asleep deeply. It was under the big willow tree that the red sun shone on his body, and he slept very comfortably, and he also snored. It wasn't until seventy-seven and forty-nine days later that he woke up. When I looked up, the old Taoist was gone.

What's going on, is everything just a dream? Du Feng looked at the scenery around him again, that's right. There are still paddy fields, a small river and a small bridge. The big willow tree is still there, but the crow doesn't know where to fly. The sun is setting, and the heartbroken man is at the end of the world.

No, the sun is really setting, and it's not the same as what I saw before. The sun that Du Feng saw before was hanging in the west and not moving, could it be that he had already come out of the world in the painting?