Travel through the heavens

Fang Muye walked along the long and busy street, and he couldn't help sighing in his heart.

Originally, he just wanted to go to the gambling house to win some money for accommodation, but he never thought that in the end he would win a fairy named Luoxia. It's really unpredictable.

"Young man, are you interested in coming to our shop for a drink?" Suddenly a lazy voice came from the side.

Fang Muye looked in the direction of the voice and saw a man with a mustache, with his hands in his pockets, lazily leaning against the door frame of a tavern.

He was in his early thirties, wearing a long green gown, with a lazy look on his face, and his long hair was loose, making him look a bit decadent, but there was an unconcealable romantic air in his brows.

Above him hung a lacquered wooden sign of a tavern, with four large characters on it: Donggui Tavern

Seeing the appearance and demeanor of the man in green shirt and the name of the wine shop, Fang Muye had guessed his identity. He smiled and asked in a gentle voice, "What kind of wine do you have in your shop?"

"Shaoxing Huadiao Dukang wine, Lanling wine Zhuangyuanhong, Zaoji wine Hongmao wine, Yanglao wine Wujiapi, Nv'erhong wine Zhuyeqing, Linghu wine Henian Gong, Xinghua Fenjiu and Tongshengjin. Which one do you want to drink, little brother?" The man in the green shirt listed the names of the wines with great interest, and as he spoke, he seemed to be a little drunk.

Fang Muye smiled and shook his head, not choosing any of them: "Although these wines are famous, they are not the best."

The intoxicated look of the man in green changed, his eyes lit up, and he asked curiously, "Oh, I wonder what kind of wine is the best in your opinion, little brother?"

Fang Muye said in a clear voice: "Of course it's Fenghuaxueyue and Qizhanxingye wine, but I heard that Fenghuaxueyue is cool, mellow, and a little sweet, and it's mostly liked by women, so I still want to taste the Qizhanxingye wine. Do you have it in your store?"

The man in green shirt chuckled and said, "What a coincidence, the shop really has it. Come in, little brother."

After saying that, he gestured with his hand, turned around and walked into the tavern. Fang Muye followed slowly with a faint smile on his face.

The Donggui Tavern was obviously doing very good business; the restaurant was full of guests and bustling with noise.

The man in green shirt did not stop, turned two corners, and brought Fang Muye to a secluded backyard.

There were many large and small wine jars placed against the wall in the backyard, and a stone table and several stone benches in the middle of the yard.

The man in green walked straight to the table, and with a casual throw of his hand, seven exquisite wine glasses that he had taken from the store before fell on the stone table in the shape of the Big Dipper. Then he stretched out his arms and a slightly smaller wine jar placed on the top in the distance fell into his hands.

The man in green took off the seal of the jar, waved his hand lightly, and pulled out the wine in the jar.

He waved his hand gently, and the wine was pulled into long, silky pieces, as beautiful as the white dancing sleeves of a beauty, sparkling in the sunlight, and swam around him like a dragon or a snake.

"Xiao Bai drinks thirty cups in a row, his fingertips are filled with the sound of spring thunder, who can understand the swallowing of Yunmeng in his heart, drinking up the starry night and waiting for your return."

After the man in green finished reciting the poem aloud, he stopped dancing with his sleeves, pointed his finger lightly, and the stream of wine immediately flew towards the stone table. The middle stream was divided into seven strands and fell into seven wine glasses without spilling a drop, just enough to fill the glasses.

The man in green smiled and made a gesture of invitation: "Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, Yaoguang, seven cups of starry night wine, please have a drink, little brother."

"Then I won't be polite."

Fang Muye walked forward and took a quick look. He saw that the wine in the glass was crystal clear, and the top layer seemed to be sparkling with starlight, with the refreshing aroma of wine going straight into his nose.

Fang Muye picked up the first cup of Tianshu and drank it in one gulp. Suddenly, waves of mellow aroma burst out from his mouth, and a hot current flowed down his esophagus, warming all his internal organs.

"Good wine!" Fang Muye praised, his eyes shining with brilliance, and he drank the next six glasses of wine in one go.

There are seven cups of wine, each of which is the finest nectar, a rare and unique product. What's even more amazing is that the wine, which originally came from one wine jar, has seven different tastes after being poured into seven wine glasses.

Tianshu is strong, Tianxuan is soft, Tianji is mellow, Tianquan is elegant, Yuheng is violent, Kaiyang is blazing, Yaoguang is clear, each one has a long aftertaste, and ultimately they all come down to two words: enjoyable.

"I lie drunk and talk and laugh between heaven and earth, half carefree and half crazy, wandering around the stars and playing with the sun and the moon, and people call me the immortal in wine."

Fang Muye's heroic spirit was aroused. He sang loudly, looked at the man in green, and said solemnly: "The Seven Starry Night Wine of the Wine Fairy is indeed worthy of its reputation. This is the best wine in the world."

The man in green was none other than the Grand Lord of Snow Moon City, the Wine Immortal Baili Dongjun. He was not surprised that Fang Muye suddenly revealed his identity. He said, "I'm glad that Brother Fang likes it. However, although the Seven Starry Night Wine is wonderful, it is not the best in the world." As he spoke, his tone suddenly became disappointed.

Fang Muye never mentioned his last name to Baili Dongjun, but Baili Dongjun knew it. Is that strange?

Fang Muye didn't find it strange at all.

There is an organization in Xueyue City that specializes in intelligence, called Spider Web. It is not only spread throughout the martial arts world, but also reaches every corner of Xueyue City. As soon as Fang Muye entered Xiaguan City, he was targeted by the people of Spider Web.

Although only a moment had passed, everything he said and did in the Xianxia Casino, as well as the fact that he won against Yin Luoxia, had already been reported to Baili Dongjun by the people of Spider Web at the first opportunity. Otherwise, why would Baili Dongjun stop Fang Muye and invite him to drink for no reason?

Fang Muye seemed to be interested and asked, "Oh? Is there any other wine that can compare to this Seven Starry Night Wine? It is the best in the world."

Baili Dongjun said word by word: "Meng Po soup."

Fang Muye said slowly, "It is said that after a person dies, his soul goes to the underworld, walks along the Yellow Spring Road, crosses the Naihe Bridge, and arrives at a place called Wangxiangtai. Next to Wangxiangtai there is an old woman named Mengpo, who sells soup made with the water of Wangchuan River. Before the dead souls are reincarnated, they must drink a bowl of soup. After drinking it, everything in their previous life, whether it is love, hate, or sorrow and happiness, is completely forgotten. This soup is called Mengpo Soup."

Baili Dongjun lowered his head slightly, his expression filled with sorrow, and said in a melancholy voice: "Yes, Mengpo soup, you only need to drink a cup, and you will forget everything that happened in the past. When you wake up, it will be a new life. How wonderful it is, but I have never been able to make it."

The bells of the God of Spring rang out, and the green chariot took a long time to descend from the Nine Passes. I just realized that the Jade Sky was thousands of miles away, and the spring breeze had not yet reached the human world.

Baili Dongjun is a man of natural talent who became famous at a young age. He reached the realm of freedom when he was in his teens. All the martial arts in the world are in his hands. He can become a sword immortal when holding a sword and a knife immortal when wielding a knife. At the age of 22, he was among the top three on the list of the best. He traveled all over the world and had few rivals. But in the end, he was trapped by love. For more than ten years, he ignored worldly affairs and devoted himself to studying wine making. He drank to relieve his sorrow, just wanting to gather all the medicines to make Mengpo soup and forget his past.

Baili Dongjun wants to forget his past, and wants to forget his wife Yueyao, whom he accidentally killed. This is his obsession and also his inner demon. Once he gets rid of this inner demon, he can immediately enter the realm of spiritual wandering.

But the demon in your heart can only be defeated by yourself.

"If I forget the past and start a new life, will I still be 'me'?" Fang Muye didn't say much, just stopped there.

Baili Dongjun seemed to be thinking about what he said, and his eyes drooped even more.