Seeking the Dao in the Seemingly Mundane Mortal World Chapter 579: Drunken Moon among the Clouds

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After Qin Yi finished speaking, he thought it was pretty compelling. Before he could squint in his heart, his mind was immediately attracted by the fragrance of wine.

Unplug the plug, the scent spreads all over the world, spreading across the world in the blink of an eye, and the faint smell of blood in the original cave instantly doesn't know where it is.

And the breeze coming from the mountain, all the floral and vanilla scents they sent were completely covered up, as if the whole world had only the mellowness of this fine wine, refreshing people's hearts, flowing through the heart, fascinated, and drunk before drinking.

On a mountain not far away, a bird was sleeping on a tree. Suddenly, its feathers flicked and opened its eyes. The eyes soon turned into circles, and the tree swayed and planted.

A small beast ran by the tree and quickly became staggering.

This is Xianjiajiu... but a drunk god!

If the immortal gods take the formlessness as the standard, then even the phaselessness and clearness can be drunk.

Qin Yi didn't know how much Yin Yizhen had said, but at least for now, it is certain that Huiyang will definitely be drunk.

This is a rare thing. After practicing to this level, the body and the soul are strong and powerful. What kind of alcohol can make you drunk?

Because it is rare, this drunk fairy brew is also very rare.

The fairy will also want to get drunk.

Always being too sober, always looking at things clearly, is not too enviable from a certain angle.

It's rare to be confused, and the fairy also has the idea of ​​getting drunk once.

Just as Xiyue is not an alcoholic, she just wants to, don't be so sober, don't count everything, she has even had a long time to forget it.

The birth, old age, sickness and death are seen at a glance, and the person who sees through is mentally calculating. After watching for more than ten thousand years, he feels like a numb stone, meaningless.

The most tragic thing is that they are not yet above everything.

In a cage that cannot be detached, a sober beast.

When can I get drunk?

There is no such wine...at least it is hard to find.

Of course, it’s too literate to say that, Wuxiang Da Neng is not so boring to feel self-pity. It's just that when there are occasional drinks like this, maybe not only Xiyue, but also Zuo Qingtianyu, who must be interested in conspiring to get drunk.

Qin Yi is pouring wine.

The clear wine in the cup is like a clear spring, and the bright moon in the sky is reflected in the cup, as if there is a moon in the cup.

Xiyue watched him pouring the wine quietly, her eyes faint.

I don't mean this is a confidant.

He can actually see why he drinks...Even Minghe thinks Master is just a hobby. Master can treasure all the wines in the world. He can know what it is and how old it is by smelling the aroma of the wine. Point to any wine pairing with the most artistic utensil.

But Master is definitely not a drunkard who is addicted to things, it can only be an interest.

However, Qin Yi saw only two sides and saw the true meaning. The so-called familiarity is just drinking for ten thousand years, which is too much.

Qin Yi took it. The wine was flush with the edge of the cup, the mountain wind stopped suddenly, the wine shook slightly, and the bright moon in the cup seemed to have broken shadows, rippling in the ripples.

In front of me was a wine I had never seen before, a pot of drunk wine, someone who understood her mind. The moon was shining in the mountains, the light breeze came slowly, the night was gradually gone, and the morning light appeared.

Xiyue has not drunk, already feeling a little drunk.

What do you need in life?

"Cheers." Qin Yi poured the wine and invited him to a toast: "I hope this wine will not disappoint you."

Xiyue smiled slightly and drank her head up.

Like a bright moon in the drinking cup.

Xiyue closed her eyes and drank it, as if she was slightly drunk, Qin Yi almost drank it by herself.

As if the fire was burning in the heart, the blood of the whole body was mobilized, and the scalp was numb, and the soul was shaking, as if falling into the deepest dream, trance, dangling, I don’t know what tonight. He Xi, I don't know where this life is.

Yue is not drunk, he almost got drunk himself.

Xiyue suddenly asked: "What is the name of this wine?"

Qin Yi subconsciously said: "Drunk Moon."

"Drunken Moon..." Xiyue looked up at the sky, but there was a strange smile on the corner of her mouth.

She was convinced that Qin Yi did not recognize her identity, knowing that there are certain things in the dark.

Xiyue habitually calculates a hexagram. The mental arithmetic is simple, and without any conditions, she just calculates at will, and the answer is simple, but gradually: "Hongjian Yulu."

She didn't analyze it for a while, but thought for a while and said: "What do you want?"

Qin Yi shook his head in a daze: "No."

"I accept that a pot of crusty wine will help others get rid of the magic. This wine is only the best brew in my life. You can make a request."

"No." Qin Yi was impatient with the drunkenness, Xiyue's words made him a little irritable, and she stood up and pulled the lapels of his clothes, and said loudly: "Drinking is drinking, there are so many and nothing A pot of wine is nothing but a treasure, boring."

I don’t even bother to care about Xiyue after I finished talking, and she touched her shoulders and kept watching the tassels: "Wonderful, drink or not? This wine is really awesome."

Tassel said with a smile: "Yes."

Qin Yi put the mouth of the wine gourd towards it and dropped two drops of wine.

Tassel "Ah woo" took it, and then his eyes kept on, red tide appeared all over his body, and Gu Lulu rolled off his shoulder.

Qin Yi was busy fishing, but he didn't get it. Tassel himself grabbed his clothes in mid-air, and climbed up all the way slowly, with circles in his eyes.

Looking at the cuteness, Qin Yi laughed.

The laughter spread far and wide, spread all over the mountains.

Xiyue slowly tasted the wine, tilting her head to see him smiling.

Qin Yi glanced at her, walked slowly to her side, and added a glass to her: "Can you still drink?"

Xi Yue smiled slightly: "One cup is too little."

"Then come again."

The two had another drink, and Xiyue's calm face finally turned red.

Qin Yi swayed more severely, pointing to her and said: "You usually do things, carrying wine and going around, it's good... As a result, you are drinking at this time, but sitting so serious, who pretends to look at it?" /

Xiyue smiled and said: "How are you doing? Do you want to pull me up to dance?"

"emmmm...I don't know how to dance." Qin Yi stepped upside down and looked up at the sky. The sky was gradually rising and it was already white. The sun, the moon and the sun coexist in the sky, and the sun shines everywhere, which is very beautiful.

Qin Yi smiled suddenly: "Is there wine but no food?"

Xiyue said: "Where is the dish?"

"Since the moon is in my throat, I should hold Baiyun with wine." Qin Yi stretched out his hand: "Go?"

Xiyue looked at his big hand, and she reached out to hold it without entanglement. The two of them stopped at the same time and floated to the sky.

Above the clouds, Qin Yi took a sip with a headache, then gave Xiyue the whole gourd: "Hey...you want to get drunk, not me. Drink more..."

Speaking staggering two steps, he grabbed Baiyun.

Holding a short hand, Qin Yi patted his head: "The cloud is water...not cotton cake."

A golden light suddenly appeared in his hands.

White clouds swept around the body, like a dragon gathered in front: "Let you be cotton cake, you are cotton cake!"

The white clouds are compressed into a cake shape, and then their attributes are changed.

Turn stones into gold and turn water into cake?

Tassels rolled on Qin Yi's shoulder: "Qin Yi, I want to eat cake too!"

"Yeah, eat cake." Qin Yi fed it, and the tassel hugged a cake that was bigger than it and nibbleed inside.

Qin Yi changed hands and handed a piece to Xiyue, grinning.

Xiyue eats Baiyun cake which is completely tasteless, which is really interesting.

How many years have passed...no, how many thousand years, ten thousand years...there is no such scene?

This completely tasteless pastry has become the most special delicacy in this life.

Qin Yi sitting in the clouds, looking at the moon in the distance, is singing to the beat: "There are flowers to drink wine, and the moon does not go upstairs. Three cups lead to the road, one drunk to relieve one thousand sorrows..."

Xiyue laughed, and she didn't know whether she was a flower or a moon in his eyes at this time... In short, it is a pleasing thing to drink and drink.

On the contrary, I was so ridiculous, I asked for a drunk, but didn't dare to get drunk. Even Qin Yi didn't bother to care about himself, maybe he felt boring, and went to enjoy himself with his family.

The heart is full of thoughts, and there is nothing to stop. It's not as good as Huiyang.

She drank a big sip with a headache, and let her drunkenness fill her heart unscrupulously.

Pour the bright moon into your throat, accompany the white cloud with wine...Why is it so drunk?