A busy day, in the evening, Chen xinglie finally finished the day's cultural and educational project.

It is not easy to be a teacher.

The young people in their twenties in the afternoon are obviously more difficult to manage than the bear children in the morning. Fortunately, Xue Gang, as a senior brother, has great prestige among the descendants of Daoists.

With his help, Chen xinglie doesn't have to worry too much. These young people will come out against him.

In the evening, at the end of the day's work, Chen xinglie sat alone in the courtyard, with three dishes of delicate dishes and a pot of old wine on the stone table in front of him.

Just standing aside, you can smell the good taste of the old wine in the pot. I think this wine should be of good age.

Chen xinglie picked up the jug and poured himself a cup, sipping it gently.

"Good wine!"

Although there were no other people around, this did not prevent Chen xinglie from praising the wine.

As an otaku in his previous life, he had little chance to taste those famous wines.

Because after crossing into this world by accident, most of the time they are fighting for survival. Moreover, the wine made by those guys in Dongzhou is far less than the good wine made by the Daoists.

I remember that after class just now, several elders of Daoist sect were offering some gifts, and the wine on the table was given by one of them.

Thinking of this, Chen xinglie's mouth raised a smile.

Most of the teachers who are teachers in previous lives have experienced such treatment.

After all, which parents do not want teachers to take good care of their children.

What Chen xinglie didn't expect was that these parents and elders were so eager for education in this different world with respect to strength.

A burst of laughter came out of his mouth. He took two mouthfuls of food and drank the wine in one gulp.

"Can't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea and never comes back!"

"If you don't see me, the mirror in the high hall is sad and white hair. It's like green silk in the morning and snow in the evening!"

"If you are satisfied with your life, do not make the golden cup empty to the moon."



Chen xinglie vomited out of the mouth of Chen xinglie the liquor that had been handed down for thousands of years.

He did not deliberately lower his voice, and the loud and magnificent poem whirled in the sky of xudaozong.

All the elders in the sect came out of their houses. Even Xiang Wenqing, the patriarch, could not restrain his surprise. He also went to his courtyard and looked at Chen xinglie's direction.

The picture cuts back to Chen xinglie. At the time of a poem, Chen xinglie has drunk a pot of wine on the table.

Some anxiously look around, but there is no other wine, can not help feeling a bit lost and not enjoy.

Step up in the air and sing in the mouth: "when singing to wine, life is geometry! For example, the morning dew is more difficult to go. Be generous and unforgettable. How to solve the problem? Only Dukang. "

Looking at the figure in the sky, some elderly people could not help feeling and recalling Chen xinglie's eyes.

Among them, the patriarch Xiang Wenqing was the leader. It seems that Chen xinglie's generous singing touched some memories in his heart.

He turned around and walked back to the courtyard. When he reappeared, he had already carried two large VATS in his hand. The smell of wine in the air was gradually diffused. It was not necessary to look at them to know what was in these two vats.

"Hiss! Ask the sky to smile! The Lord took out this treasure

"Want to drink!"

"What are you waiting for! Go! Today, with the light of Chen Gong, I can drink this smile

Many elders who were not far away from Wen Qing's residence were worshipped. They could smell the aroma of wine in the air and began to talk.

This is the name of xiangwenqing's two large vats of wine.

Xiangwenqing is the only one who can brew the whole xundiaozong, no, the whole heart demon world.

The taste of this wine is sweet and strong. Which one of the strong men in the heart demon world is not good at this? Since Xiang Wenqing brewed a smile to heaven, there are no few strong people who have come to seek Taoism to exchange for a pot of good wine.

Just to Wenqing all refused, it seems that the heart of the magic genius of the world of treasure than he brewed this wine.

As the senior officials of the Taoist sect, these elders and worshippers were lucky to have tasted the wine, but they could not forget the taste of the wine after several times.

There is a saying in the Taoist school: "after drinking the smile, drinking other wine is like drinking water."

From this sentence, we can see the status of xiangtian smile in the hearts of the Taoists.

Besides, Xiang Wenqing, who was carrying two large vats, stepped into the sky and walked towards the figure in the sky. When he saw that all the elder worshippers were coming towards him, his heart was trembling.

Hasty! Forget that there are so many old drunkards staring at their own questions and laughing!

Xiang Wenqing murmured in his heart, but now that the wine has been out of the wine cellar, it's not easy to take it back. Even if he is the leader, he can't ignore the pillars of Daoist sect!

With a sigh, he confessed his life to Wenqing and generally looked at the elders and said, "go to my yard and dig. There are several pots buried under the biggest peach tree in the courtyard.""Thank you so much, Lord!"

"Great Lord! This spirit is a model of our generation! "

"Ha ha! Don't get drunk today



Those elders worshipped and heard the words, and immediately stopped walking towards Xiang Wenqing, all of whom cried out thanks.

After saying that, regardless of Xiang Wenqing's thoughts, they all rushed to his courtyard.

That speed is several times faster than when I came here!

Who would have thought that these powerful men in the heart demon world would have made such a move for a few jars of wine.

If an outsider is present, most of them will despise those elders who worship Taoism in their hearts.

but if the elders of the road seek to hear his despise, they will be even more disdainful and say, "where did woodlouse come to laugh and laugh at us?"

This is the influence of the sky smile in seeking Taoism and even in the heart demon world.

Chen xinglie stood in the sky and looked at the numerous elders who had turned around in a hurry, and felt a burst of abdominal Fei in his heart.

Yeah? This taste!!!

Fragrant!

Chen xinglie smelled the smell of wine in the air, looked around, and finally locked in the target.

The two big VATS in Xiang Wenqing's hands!

It seems that the elders understand why they have lost their attitude at this moment.

This kind of fragrant wine is unheard of, but Chen xinglie is not honored to drink it.

Without waiting for Chen xinglie to open his mouth, Xiang Wenqing seems to have seen his expectation.

He said with a smile, "Chen gongfeng, this is my own smile. I heard your heroic poems just now, but I feel some melancholy in my heart. How about you and me drinking together today?"

"Of course, it's the best. But I'm afraid no one in the demon kingdom can surpass you in this wine making craft!"

Hearing this, Chen xinglie was overjoyed and quickly praised him.

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