Embers of Sword

Chapter 361 Chuanchang Powder

"Brother Dao, are you drinking too fast?"

The scholar in green robes smiled and spoke, his voice like a clear spring in the forest, falling into the heart and making people feel relaxed and happy.

It turns out he is not mute!
Xie Xuanyi frowned.

His heart of Taoism is unbreakable, and his sea of ​​spirituality has never been tempted by external things.

But at this moment... even he, after hearing the voice, couldn't help but feel that the scholar in blue in front of him looked kind and gentle, and was a trustworthy person.

This is a terrible illusion.

There are heavy troops ambushing at Qixia Mountain, and Nalan Xuance has set up a trap to kill. This is a life-or-death situation, how could there be any good people here?

"My wine is called 'Drunken Immortal Wine'."

The scholar in green robes spoke leisurely and happily: "It's rare for ordinary cultivators to get drunk. As long as you use your vital energy to expel the alcohol, it's not difficult to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk... But if you drink this 'Drunken Immortal Brew', it's not that easy to stay sober."

As he said this, he poured himself a cup.

Drink slowly.

The scholar in green robes drank very slowly, and Junshan Zhenren had already noticed something was wrong.

"Drunken Immortal Brew... what the hell? Huh?"

Just as the young boy in Taoist robe was about to speak eloquently, he felt dizzy. He quickly used his energy to expel the wine, but found it was of no avail... After drinking the three glasses of wine, the alcohol evaporated very quickly and directly merged into the blood. Junshan Zhenren's face turned red, his eyes widened, and he stood up shakily.

He tried to support himself on the bamboo table, trying to keep his balance, but he was unable to do so.

"Boom" sound.

Junshan Zhenren fell down.

"Good wine is the best, but don't drink too much..."

The scholar in green robes smiled and said, "I didn't expect that even the dignified Junshan Master couldn't drink more than three cups."

talking.

He raised his head, looked at the black-clothed young man in front of him, and said with a smile: "Brother Xie, would you like one?"

This statement came out.

Xie Xuanyi’s guess was almost settled.

Sure enough, the appearance of this Confucian scholar in front of him was not accidental. This guy knew Junshan's identity and understood his purpose.

"Are you here to kill me?"

Xie Xuanyi lowered his eyes.

Oddly enough, after stepping into the bamboo forest, the murderous intent and oppressive feeling brought by "Meng Kejian" were invisibly alleviated a lot, as if they did not exist.

He lifted his clothes and sat on the ground, opposite the scholar in blue.

"Why set up a banquet to kill someone?"

The scholar smiled and said, "I have come here... because I admire your reputation and want to see your face."

"What is my name?"

Xie Xuanyi sneered, he slowly picked up a wine cup and moved it in front of him.

"Be careful……"

Deng Baiyi hugged Miyun, looking pale, and quickly sent a message to remind him.

"No problem."

Xie Xuanyi replied calmly.

The scholar in green clothes picked up the jar of wine with one hand and filled the cup of the young man in black clothes in front of him.

He sighed, "The struggles in the world are so fierce. Brother Xiao Xie now sits at the top of the Tianjiao list, surpassing all the heroes of Da Chu and Da Li. Isn't this fame?"

"False name."

Xie Xuanyi shook his head, his expression unchanged, and slowly drank the first cup.

"Empty reputation..."

The scholar in green raised his eyebrows and smiled silently when he saw this scene.

He picked up the wine jar again, poured himself a glass, and then filled Xie Zhen's glass.

"In the battle of Beihailing, we saved the innocent people of Lichao City and shattered the sealed destiny."

The scholar in green drank the second cup of Immortal Drunkenness Wine and said with a smile, "This is not just empty fame, this is real merit."

Xie Xuanyi narrowed his eyes.

This sentence contains a lot of information.

The case files of the Qingzhou Rebellion had long since spread throughout the lands. The name "Xie Zhen" first entered public consciousness after the Lichao City case... However, the files that most people saw depicted this secret agent from the library, assisting Jiang Qihu, the Second in Command of the Imperial City Department, in suppressing the Lichao City rebellion.

Very few people associate Beihailing's fortune with themselves.

"The credit is not mine."

Xie Xuanyi said lightly, "This battle was decided by the meticulous planning of the Grand Chu State Master, Chen Jingxuan."

As he said this, he also drank the second cup.

Zuixianjiu, the name sounds soft and gentle...

But it was the strongest liquor Xie Xuanyi had ever drunk in his life. After it entered his throat, it burned like fire.

The battle was over, and the Yuan Fire that had just been extinguished in his acupoints showed signs of rekindling at this moment.

The black shirt crackled.

No wonder Master Junshan was drunk and unconscious after drinking three cups in a row... What kind of rare treasures were mixed in this strong liquor to have such a domineering power?
"People in this world either pursue immortality, or covet wealth and honor, or linger on power, or love vanity..."

The scholar in blue filled the third glass of wine. This time, he drank much slower.

Sip, sip, sip.

After a while, he finished the drink and chuckled, "Xie Zhen, there must be something you care about."

"It seems that your purpose for appearing here is the same as Nalan Qiutong's."

Xie Xuanyi said dimly, "Are you trying to persuade me to surrender?"

"No no no..."

The scholar in blue shook his head and said sincerely: "Don't compare me with Nalan Qiutong. She and I are not the same kind of people. If she were here, you would have seen her methods..."

Xie Xuanyi smiled.

Also.

If Nalan Qiutong were here, he would have been surrounded by cavalry and rained arrows, leaving no time for conversation.

Where can I drink in the wind?
"Sword cultivators only seek to be at peace of mind!"

Xie Xuanyi raised his head and drank the third glass of wine!

He spoke word by word, coldly saying, "Miao Zhen helped me in Qujiang... so I must take this person away today!"

After drinking three glasses of wine in succession, Xie Xuanyi's spirit and aura gradually became a little blurry.

This Drunken Immortal Wine is indeed worthy of its reputation!
At this moment, Xie Xuanyi felt a burning sensation in his dantian...

This Drunken Immortal Wine is not like wine at all, but like a bone-eroding poison. After drinking it, it will instantly dissolve throughout the limbs and bones, as if it wants to melt away the soul.

only.

Xie Xuanyi's soul and will are extremely firm.

He took a deep breath and remained awake.

Seeing this scene, the blue-robed scholar could not help but exclaim in admiration, and even changed his address: "Xie brother... you have a good alcohol tolerance."

Junshan Zhenren, who had drunk three cups of wine earlier, has already fallen down...

The Drunken Immortal had a strong ability to brew wine, and he drank too fast and was not prepared, so it was reasonable that he fell unconscious early.

The blue-robed scholar who was the "wine master" had a rosy face and a slightly dazed look in his eyes.

Xie Xuanyi is now able to remain sober.

It’s not because his spiritual realm is higher than these two people.

only……

This Immortal Drunken Brew absorbed into the body and flowed towards the Dantian bit by bit.

Xie Xuanyi could feel that the fierce "Drunken Immortal Brew" seemed to have activated the Immortal Spring in his dantian. Perhaps this was really a bone-eroding poison that triggered the Immortal Spring's mechanism of protecting its master... In any case, the Immortal Spring had invisibly relieved him of a lot of pressure.

He let out a breath of foul air.

His eyes sparkled with brilliance, and instead of being drunk, he became more sober. "Heroes are so numerous in the world... Drink three more glasses with me, and I will let you go today."

At this moment, the scholar in green clothes propped up his chin and suddenly said, "After three cups of wine, the Qixia Mountain cavalry will all withdraw. In one hour, the Yu Camp, the Cang Camp, and the Yuanzhou cavalry will not appear in front of you."

This sentence says it.

The bamboo forest was silent.

Deng Baiyi looked at the scholar in blue in disbelief... What was the identity of this scholar who could say such words?
"really?"

Xie Xuanyi stared at the scholar in front of him.

"Of course it is true."

The young scholar smiled and nodded: "Can you drink three cups?"

Xie Xuanyi lowered his eyebrows and smiled, saying: "What if I drank more than three cups..."

"Drink one more cup, and you can take one more person away."

The scholar in green robes smiled and said, "However, Brother Junshan is very drunk. You may not be able to take him away today. If you can drink five cups, you can take away 'Miyun' from Fanyin Temple and Miss Deng. If you only drink four cups... you will have to choose one of the two. Of course, if you are drunk, you can't take anyone away."

"……please!"

Xie Xuanyi stretched out his hand, motioning the other party to pour wine for him.

The scholar in blue robes did not care about the distinction between host and guest and stood up on his own initiative.

He waved his sleeves lightly, and six more porcelain bowls appeared on the bamboo table as if by magic.

The wine jar floated in the air, and the Immortal Drunken Wine poured out like a clear spring, falling into six porcelain bowls.

Xie Xuanyi immediately picked up the wine cup.

If you drink the third cup of Immortal Drunken Wine, your dantian will feel like it is being burned.

Then the fourth lamp is like oil boiling over a raging fire.

Boom!
The primordial fire between Xie Xuanyi's eyebrows, dantian, and other major orifices ignited uncontrollably!

"Thank you..."

Deng Baiyi was standing by and was so distressed that she couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.

Xie Xuanyi raised one hand, indicating that there was no need to worry about him.

He sat silently on the straw mat, closed his eyes, and slowly tasted and savored the aroma of the Drunken Immortal Wine.

This time.

He took a full twenty breaths.

"The fourth one."

"You can take one person with you."

The scholar in green shirt said this in a very low voice. He accompanied Xie Xuanyi to drink the fourth cup of wine. Drinking this immortal wine seemed to be a kind of enjoyment for him. While drinking, the scholar in green shirt silently looked at the face of the young man in black in front of him. His eyes were fixed on the center of Xie Xuanyi's eyebrows...

"No hurry, it's still early."

Xie Xuanyi also spoke.

He picked up the fifth glass of wine and drank it.

Drink this one.

Xie Xuanyi let out a soft groan.

He just felt that he was in an unprecedented state of confusion.

The mind is restless and the heart is swaying.

A moment.

He saw countless scenes from his past lives.

Scenes of young people becoming famous emerged one by one.

After learning sword skills successfully at Lianhua Peak, he left the sect and traveled around the country, visiting masters to learn sword skills, defeating countless opponents, and finally becoming the champion swordsman.

High spirits.

These images gradually withered and faded...

The strong wind from the bamboo forest blew into my bones, as chilling as the water from the North Sea.

This heroic picture, full of high spirits, withered in an instant and eventually turned into a black and white memory that fell into the North Sea.

Every moment, every scene, every twist and turn, flashes across the sea of ​​consciousness.

Xie Xuanyi put his hand on his forehead.

I drank five glasses of wine.

For the first time, he understood the meaning of "being drunk" in the eyes of ordinary people. It turned out that this was "drunk"... After drinking five cups of Immortal Drunken Wine, Xie Xuanyi could no longer control his mind. His thoughts turned over thousands of times in an instant. When he thought of the scene of reaching the summit that year, he couldn't help but let out a long howl. Then he thought of the sad things and couldn't help but look gloomy.

After a long, long time.

He just raised his head.

A pair of bright eyes became dull, confused and tired.

But he stared straight at the blue-robed scholar in front of him.

Xie Xuanyi stretched out five fingers.

"Five glasses of wine, and you actually drank them all."

The scholar in green also picked up the fifth glass of wine. He drank differently from Xie Xuanyi. He did not drink for the sake of gambling his life, but just for the sake of enjoyment.

At this moment, he drank slowly, with a look of emotion, and said slowly: "Xie Zhen, you are beyond my expectations... Now you can take Miyun and Deng Baiyi away."

"..."

Xie Xuanyi smiled faintly. He did not leave, but gently hooked his five fingers.

The scholar in blue robes looked surprised.

Is this asking for the sixth glass of wine?

"This sixth cup of wine...I want to exchange it for the safety of Junshan Zhenren."

Xie Xuanyi said softly: "He has never provoked you, and he has nothing to do with Buddhism."

"Well said..."

The scholar in blue narrowed his eyes, glanced at the drunken Taoist child, and agreed with interest: "If you can drink this sixth cup of wine and take care of him, it won't be a big deal."

Xie Xuanyi took a deep breath.

The reason why he asked for the sixth glass of wine was because he knew that today... it would be difficult to take Junshan away.

Besides, there is another reason.

After the wine entered his throat, Xie Xuanyi felt as if he had touched the broken and lost memory deep in his mind.

He was full of vigor and vitality, but fell into the North Sea and died.

In the middle... there is a piece that seems to have been cut off.

After drinking the Drunken Immortal Wine.

Xie Xuanyi faced his past "self" head-on, and for a moment, he seemed to see the vague, lost past.

In Yueyin Realm, what exactly happened when he and Emperor Chu were alone together?
This is something Xie Xuanyi has always wanted to figure out since he started cultivating for the second time.

"Before you drink the sixth cup, there's something I'd better tell you."

"Actually, this Immortal Drunken Brew isn't really wine..."

The scholar in green robes held the sixth cup of wine, but did not rush to give it to Xie Xuanyi. Instead, he placed it in front of himself and waved it gently.

Looking at the ripples in the porcelain cup, the scholar in green sighed and said reluctantly, "This is actually a poison. After drinking it, hallucinations will appear in the Purple Mansion Divine Sea. Most cultivators will lose their fighting spirit and their hearts will be broken. The Great Li Hook and Clamp Master gave it another name, called 'Chuanchang Powder'. They often use this medicine to interrogate criminals. Anyone with a weak will will confess everything after drinking it."

"But the amount used by the hook and clamp master is not even half of what I use."

The scholar in green clothes sighed, "There are only a few people who can drink a whole cup and still walk freely... You have seen that even a reincarnated Yang God cannot resist the power of this 'Drunken Immortal Brew'. If you drink too much, your sea of ​​spirit will really be shattered."

"Xie Zhen... You can get away with it now."

He paused, then asked with a smile, "After hearing all this, do you really want to drink this sixth glass of wine?"

The wind blew, and the leaves in the forest rustled.

Xie Xuanyi stretched out his hand and said only one word.

"Come."

(End of this chapter)