Chapter 14: I just want you to stay with me

  "Are you awake? You've been asleep for too long this time, so long that I thought you'd never wake up again..."

  Drunk with eyes tightly closed, the sound echoes in his own sea of consciousness, but not a hint of excitement can be seen on his face, as if he had fallen asleep in a wooden barrel.

  "The longer I sleep, the longer I'm awake, isn't it?"

  Her gentle voice is still so moving, just like when she first entered the sea of wine, as if speaking to Drunkenness itself, and also as if speaking to her own self.

  Time has passed for a long time, and he still remembers that when he opened up his spiritual sea at the foundation building stage, countless blood and water surged out endlessly. That was a kind of boundless despair, and he almost went mad and died in that moment.

  But it was at that very moment, a strong light burst into his mind, the swirling snow stopped the footsteps of blood and also pulled him back from the nightmare.

  That halo was naturally Muyong Xue, a True Immortal who had been destroyed in body and only had his primordial soul left.

  This was his secret, a secret he had never told anyone before, a sea of consciousness thousands and millions of times vaster than that of the Great Vehicle practitioners.

  Murong Xue's actions every time she wakes up are to persuade Yizui to abandon Buddhism and cultivate immortality, ascend to the realm of true immortals and help her rebuild her true body.

  Even she could have used the last bit of her origin power to push One Drunken Immortal to the peak of Mahayana in one go, but One Drunken Immortal flatly refused!

  His drunken persistence was stubborn, he refused again and again, "I originally believed in Buddhism, why seek immortality."

  To reach the realm of a half-step True Immortal without any effort is a huge temptation for anyone.

  Yi Zui refused, his original faith became more and more determined under the temptation of Murong Xue's persistent persuasion.

  His intoxication had reached a height that he himself could no longer determine, which was also one of the reasons why he could calmly resist Inoue's temptation tonight.

  "Your cultivation speed is too slow."

  One intoxicatingly shocking cultivation speed in Murong Xue's eyes was extremely unbearable, if it were to be known by others, she would not be able to help but tremble with rage.

  He rolled his eyes inwardly, having been lectured by Murong Xue for so many years, he was already used to it. No matter what you said, he remained unmoved, and it was absolutely impossible to make him switch to the Immortal Sect.

  In the cultivation of immortals, the cultivation of immortals is the main body, and the cultivation of Buddhas can only be considered a side branch. The cultivation of immortals and the cultivation of Buddhas are like two brothers. If you want to count the differences in their nature, it's just a matter of entering and exiting in terms of mental state cultivation and gongfu.

  If a drunk doesn't operate his spiritual power according to the method he practiced, others may take him for an immortal cultivator. Who made him not shave a symbolic big bald head?

  "Can't you go any faster?"

  One drunk retorted in a good-natured manner, "At the age of eighteen, I broke through to the Congealing Dan stage. One drunk acknowledged that this was already his limit, and it was the result of his tireless efforts day and night."

  Murong Xue heard Yi Zui's rebuttal but didn't immediately speak up. This time she fell into a deep sleep for three whole years!

  Based on past experience, she can wake up for three years and then fall asleep again after three years.

  The trauma of her soul's origin gave her great unease, although the drunken recognition of the sea gave her a chance to survive, but she really couldn't be sure if one day she would sleep and never wake up.

  Her inner anxiety made her extremely uneasy as soon as she woke up, so she was in a bad mood at this time. Even with a soft voice, it's hard to hide the cold feeling in her tone.

  "Can't you just abandon that slow and tedious Buddhist cultivation method?!"

  Murong Xue, who was already seething with anger, heard the drunkard's retort and suddenly felt her temper flare up.

  She kindly and willingly lets Zui refine the Xian method, with her original power as the foundation, plus her careful guidance, with Zui's innate talent becoming a true immortal will definitely be very fast.

  If there is a true immortal sitting in the sea of recognition, no matter what the true immortal says, it will be done honestly, this is a great fate, which is not like Yizui who does not know good or bad.

  "I originally believed in Buddhism, why seek immortality."

  A drunken heart, like an ancient well without ripples, cast a shadow on the icy tundra, sitting right in front of Murong Xue.

  This sentence, repeatedly emphasizing many sentences, thoroughly ignited the accumulated anger in Murong Xue's heart, and even the state of mind of a true immortal could not stop her angry outburst.

  She stood in front of the drunkard's virtual shadow, although her height and figure were on the same level, but the drunkard sitting on the ground in front of Murong Xue was as small as an ant.

  Are you still dreaming? Do you really think you can cultivate a Diamond Indestructible Body and become the ancestor of all Buddhas with your Golden Immortal Body?

  That's impossible! Impossible! It has always been impossible!

  "What exactly do you want?!"

  Murong Xue let out a furious roar, completely unlike her usual gentle image. Her eyes were red and her body was trembling slightly.

  This is a heart-wrenching wail that would make anyone who sees her in this state feel nothing but an unbearable ache.

  He opened his eyes in a daze, he had never seen Murong Xue so flustered before, she was always like an immortal, living in his cognitive sea.

  He thought Murong Xue had no emotions and would only pursue the true path of eternal life like a legendary true immortal.

  At this moment, Murong Xue's vulnerability was truly revealed before him.

  "I just want you to stay with me."

  He dared not answer loudly when he was drunk, and muttered to himself like a child who had done something wrong, because he heard Mu Rong Xue sobbing.

  She was not a hard ice cube, but a fragile flower.

  A faint whisper of an answer unexpectedly drifted into Murong Xue's ears, and she trembled all over, unable to say another word.

  The next day, Zui woke up from the wooden barrel, and the fierce fire in the stove had already gone out. Only the medicine was still warm. Zui wiped his body clean, put on a large red kasaya, and walked out with a gentle pace.

  He was busy with a lot of things waiting for him to do. First, he had to go to Mr. Zhang's house to hand over the financial matters to his elder brother Jin.

  The income from Hualien Mountain's industries on Little Golden Island was all brought back by him.

  Then he had to go to a good senior brother again to ask for a furnace tripod, and he knew without looking that the bronze furnace tripod in his alchemy room had already turned into fragments.

  Jin Shixiong was a very astute person, but his astuteness and Yideng's astuteness were different. His astuteness lay in the fact that he could use every crystal stone in the most appropriate place.

  Yi Zui and Yi Jin often meet each other, they are already very familiar with each other.

  He looked like he was in his thirties or forties, but his actual age was unclear, and as for his cultivation level, it was even more impossible to discern.

  One drunk and clear, oneself is the one with the lowest cultivation in a word generation, and far away from the second to last.

  But he won't be discouraged, he's still young and has a lot of time.

  In the Great Ming Boundary, due to the dense spiritual energy, ordinary people's lifespan can reach 150 years. Building foundation increases lifespan by 30 years, condensing pulse increases lifespan by 50 years, and forming elixir increases lifespan by 80 years.

  One intoxication now has a lifespan of three hundred and ten years. If he can break through the yuan infant, his lifespan will increase greatly.

  As a member of the same generation, Zui is deeply trusted by these senior brothers.

  Although it would be easier for him to embezzle money if he wanted to, Jin had never suspected that Zui would misappropriate public funds.

  Perhaps this is also the difference between Buddhist and Taoist cultivation. If it's within the Taoist school, even if a close brother comes to collect debts, they will still go through careful investigation and verification.

  Later, he again handed over a portion of his private funds, which were proceeds from selling the immortal fish.

  But Mount Hualian has to come up with some benefits for this business, and in recent years it is the period of great development of Mount Hualian, and there are many places that need crystal stones.

  The main source of income for Mount Huashan is the sale of rare and precious items by old monks, but even this small contribution is better than nothing.

  When leaving, Zuo left behind ten delicious food pills again.

  If another disciple had done this, it would have been blatant bribery, but since Yi Zui did it, it's just considered a gift between fellow disciples.

  A delicious meal is wasted if you buy a lot but don't share it with others.

  He came in a hurry and left in a hurry.

  One Gold smiled and counted the crystal stones, muttering to himself: "This month's profit has increased again, handing it over to One Drunk to manage was indeed correct."

  The one who is in charge of the Huālián Mountain Dan room, a good senior monk, is a fat-headed and big-eared white-faced monk. He has a kind brow and is very easy to talk to, with an excellent reputation among his disciples, and his alchemy level is also the highest on Huālián Mountain. It's said that he has already broken through the fifth rank and reached the sixth rank realm.

  This level of alchemy is not just top-notch in Nanhai, but also among the best in the entire Great Ming Realm.

  One was drunk and laughing, finding a good spot, while the elder brother of the good one was lying on a recliner, leisurely fanning himself.

  One intoxication can clearly see a good senior brother's forehead shiny sweat beads, and another wave of toothache.

  Having reached a good level of cultivation, he can still work up a sweat on a day that isn't very hot, it's really not easy.

  "First Master, I'm taking a break, I'll just go get the cauldron, you just rest, I can handle it myself."

  Taking something without permission is called theft; after a drunken confession, it's no longer considered stealing, at most it's just taking public property for personal use.

  He got drunk and left quickly. As soon as he was gone, a gust of wind seemed to pass by his side. At first, he was stunned, then suddenly came to his senses and sat up with a start.

  He didn't even see how he moved, and was about to rush into the alchemy room when Eight suddenly grabbed him with a big hand as if catching a small chicken and pulled him back.

  "Hmph, you're drunk again, little junior brother. This time, don't even think about it, I definitely won't let you take away half of the stove again. I'm telling you, just save your energy."

  "What you're doing is not alchemy, it's clearly just exploding a furnace! If you want to practice alchemy, then honestly follow your senior brother and study for a few years."

  He glared at him with a stern expression and said in a dignified tone.

  He silently rolled his eyes in his heart, he had heard this sentence at least eight times, and each time it was taken away by him.

  In the alchemy room managed by Shi Xiong, there were hundreds to thousands of furnaces and cauldrons. Spoiling some wouldn't have a huge impact, mainly because those taken by Zui were not high-grade items. The cost of bronze furnaces and cauldrons wasn't very high either.

  "Brother Shi, braised pork belly, braised pork belly!"

  One intoxicating glance, one good stupidly grasping oneself without letting go, had no choice but to use the killer move, the only remaining delicious pill radiated a lovely halo under the sunlight.

  A good and evil god's gaze swept onto the delicious food ball at that moment, and immediately changed, swallowing several mouthfuls of saliva heavily.

  A pair of chubby big hands grabbed dozens of delicious food balls in one go, and the eyes were already filled with the shadow of braised pork.

  Braised pork, what a delicious dish that was eaten at what time? Five years old? Six years old?

  One intoxicating glance at the delicious food, just as he was about to leave, but then he caught a glimpse of a greedy gaze sweeping over, and his pure little wallet ended up in that person's hands.

  Then, all the delicious food in his small bag was gone! All gone!