Chapter 38: Xingxian Offers Wine, Wasting the Spring Breeze

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  "What a Southern tune, what a 'slanting sun, carrying your remaining spring tears in a few lines'!" A pleasant female voice came over, awakening the crowd from their trance.

  Hong Haier followed the sound and looked over, just in time to see that "Apricot Immortal" Hong Xing coming from outside, holding a jade tray in her hand, with a jade jug inside, and seven small jade cups, all made of green jade, shining with green light, delicate and lovely.

  "This is good wine!"

  The faint scent of wine wafted out of the jade jug, and the amber-colored liquor inside was barely visible. The Red Boy let out a soft sigh. It's worth noting that although the Red Boy had been devoted to cultivating his skills in recent years, he would still sneak into the mortal world from time to time to have some fun, and when it came to those so-called fine wines, he had quite an extensive experience.

  Moreover, from time to time, there is also the accompaniment of Yu Yi Zhen Xian, this old wine ghost, and the level of drinking naturally rises with the occasion. It's very clear that the wine in this jade jug is not an ordinary product.

  "Huoyun is indeed a good friend."

  On the side, Fu Yunzi heard this and lightly laughed: "It's also fortunate that fellow daoist arrived at the right time. The new tea in Jingji Ridge has just been harvested, and the hundred-flower wine stored in Xingxian cellar for over twenty years has just been opened."

  "Oh?"

  Hong Haier heard this, but showed a hint of surprise, for he knew that in the Heavenly Palace's Jade Pool, there were many female immortals who had achieved enlightenment through flowers and plants, known as the "Hundred Flower Immortal Maidens".

  These immortal maidens' daily work, apart from taking care of the hundred flowers in Heaven's palace, is to brew a fine wine called "Hundred Flowers Wine" for Queen Mother of the West's Peach Banquet.

  Baihua wine, named Baihua, is naturally made from the heavenly court's hundred flowers. Although it is a jade-like liquor, its formula actually originated from an alchemical formula. This formula and brewing method can be found in various teachings, including the "Shangqing Dan Dao" taught by the Queen Mother of the West.

  This elixir was originally used by the great masters to cleanse their disciples' essence and marrow, warm their meridians, and solidify their cultivation. Later, it was accidentally discovered that dissolving the elixir in wine made its effects more absorbable, with a unique flavor. Moreover, refining elixirs is complicated and requires strict conditions, whereas brewing wine is relatively simple. As a result, everyone began to imitate this method, transforming the elixir recipe into a wine brew.

  The Queen Mother of the West's Hundred Flowers Wine is famous because the hundred flowers used are all heavenly flowers from the Heavenly Court, which are hard to find in the mortal world. Except for those top-grade grotto-heavens and blessed lands, ordinary Daoist practitioners can only use ordinary flowers to brew wine.

  Unexpectedly, this Xian also understands. However, judging from its appearance, the quality of this wine is quite high.

  "Come, come, come!" Before Hong Haier could think of anything, the red apricot walked up to him, gently placed the jade plate on the table, then lightly picked up the jade jug and filled each of the seven jade cups. She lifted a cup of wine and presented it to Hong Haier's face.

  The little red boy saw this and did not decline, but nodded slightly towards Xing Xian, then stretched out his hand to accept it.

  Hong Haier took the wine cup, and Hong Xing smiled sweetly. Then she picked up the wine cups one by one and offered them to the eighteen masters, finally picking up a cup of wine for herself to accompany them.

  "Hmm!"

  He downed the wine in one gulp, and the Red Boy felt an inexplicable fragrance in his mouth. As the liquid slid across his tongue, it brought out a hint of sweetness, accompanied by the refreshing scent of a hundred flowers that burst into his nostrils. He couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, feeling the liquid slide down his throat before transforming into a warm current that surged into his lower abdomen, leaving no trace behind.

  "Yet it is fine wine, and its quality is hardly inferior to that of the jade spring on the fairy island of Penglai."

  After a long time, Hong Haier finally spoke up and praised him.

  "The red apricot is anxious, but the young master is mistakenly praised. In this rural area, I have only prepared some light wine, how dare I compare it to the fine wine in Shou Xing's hand?"

  When she heard Hong Hai'er's words, the red apricot smiled and said, but in her heart, she was slightly surprised. It seems that Huo Yun Dao Ren is indeed a descendant of a famous family, and it can't be said that he is a disciple of the Sanqing Taoist school, the Tianxuan Gate.

  At this moment, even the straightforward and honest Gong was also shocked in his heart. The fact that Huo Yun had tasted Li Quan before was enough to show that his origin was not simple.

  That Liqueur Spring comes from the Xian Island of Yingzhou, and is an object in the hands of Nanji Changsheng Dadi, the Southern Pole Great Emperor of Longevity, who rarely goes out and is little known. However, this does not mean that all demons are unaware of this Tian Ting Emperor, who holds great power in the Taoist world. On the contrary, his name is well-known to them.

  "It's not Huoyun boasting, but Xianzi's Hundred Flower Brew is not only rich in flavor, but also rich in the essence of the wood element, it's a wonderful wine." Hong Haier heard this and shook his head, laughing.

  "Fire Cloud Daoist friend indeed has a deep understanding, it seems to be due to his family background. Earlier, I heard that the young master's poem 'How many lines of tears do you owe me for the remaining spring' had already moved Red Apricot to admiration, but I don't know how Friend Yun's tone is?" Upon hearing this, Red Apricot suddenly turned her head towards Hong Hai'er, and a strange light flashed in her beautiful eyes.

  "Roughly familiar with music."

  When he heard Hong Xiang's words, Hong Hai'er was somewhat perplexed.

  "Xing Xianzi wants to perform a dance, but it's our good fortune to have witnessed it." The Eighteenth Master heard this and couldn't help but applaud with laughter.

  "Then, may I ask you, young master, to accompany Hong Xing in a piece?" Upon hearing Hong Hai'er's words, Hong Xing smiled and said.

  "The fairy has such a elegant interest, Huayun is not very proficient in it, but she also does her best."

  Hong Haier heard this and also smiled slightly. During this time, Hong Haier often asked Hu Qiuyue for guidance on silk and bamboo instruments when he had the chance, and gained a lot from it.

  At this moment, I heard Xingxian's request. Although I don't know what kind of tricks the monsters in Muxian'an are playing, with Xiaohong by my side, I am not afraid at all.

  He casually stretched out his hand, and a jade flute appeared in his hand. He smiled slightly at the crowd beside him, exchanged a glance with Xing Xian, and then brought the flute to his lips, and a melodious flute sound soared into the air.

  As Hong Haier's whistle sounded, that apricot fairy also moved, lotus steps elegantly, began to dance in the backyard.

  A wave of the water sleeve, yet it's enough to dazzle one's eyes, like a butterfly flitting from flower to flower, or an immortal maiden gliding across the waves. Even Red Boy couldn't help but praise Xing Xian's dance as not bad, having seen Hu Qiuyue's dancing skills before.

  Later, with the change of the flute sound, Hong Haier's heart moved slightly, and a clear light flew out from between his eyebrows, transforming into a figure. At this time, the flute sound changed again, and the figure leaned against Hong Haier's jade flute and began to sing:

  "Last night, drunk in the red pavilion, this morning, wine clears, songs disperse, and the moon wanders. Sleeves stained with fragrant dust, the railing is still, the night has not yet ended, slow words of love are whispered behind a silk fan that hides the spring light, laughing wildly..."

  That Xingxian heard the melody changing, but she wasn't surprised. Instead, she danced along with the changing melody, her dance becoming more and more beautiful, even enticing the bees and butterflies in the surrounding courtyard to flutter about and dance together.

  It is unknown whether it was the flute sound or song of Hong Haier that infected him, or if he was moved by Xing Xian's dance.

  The onlookers were already enchanted, thinking that the two people playing the flute, singing and dancing together were a pair of golden boys and jade maidens, divine companions.

  Only the little red beast, after everyone fell into a trance, climbed onto the stone table, hugged the jade pot on the table to his chest, and sucked hard at the wine in the pot. While sucking, he also showed a satisfied expression on his face.

  "Hiss!"

  After a long time, Hong Haier stopped playing the flute and Hong Xing also stopped dancing. The crowd finally came out of that scene. But they all couldn't help but sigh in admiration, for the cooperation between these two people seemed to be made in heaven, just like a match made in heaven.

  Even Xingxian, when looking at Hong Haier, had some inexplicable meaning in her eyes, which made Hong Haier's hair stand on end. The gaze was full of unspoken resentment, clearly the look of a wronged wife gazing at an unfaithful husband.

  "Cough! Cough!"

  The little red boy looked at everyone with a glance and then smiled slyly: "Let you all see the joke."

  "Brother Dao has great talent, we several people thought we had already obtained it, but this time I realized that there is a heaven beyond the sky." Upon hearing this, the old man with the cloud-like beard sighed and smiled.

  "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your flute music." On the side, Hong Xianglian walked up step by step, bowed to Hong Haier with a smile and said.

  "Heh heh!"

  At this time, Ling Kongzi on the side suddenly laughed and said to Hong Hai'er: "Fire Cloud Daoist friend, I think you and Red Apricot Immortal Maiden are a match made in heaven. Why don't you stay at my Wooden Immortal Hut with Red Apricot Immortal Maiden as a pair of divine companions?" After speaking, his eyes stared at Hong Hai'er's face, as if trying to see through him.

  "Hiss!" Upon hearing Ling Kongzi's words, Hong Haier suddenly became aware. He thought to himself, "This guy is just trying to destroy my yuan yang. He thinks my cultivation is shallow and the spiritual energy in my body is stagnant. If he destroys my yuan yang, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to achieve great things in this lifetime."

  "Sneering inwardly, but feigning great anger: 'Indeed a demon, even if you've read some poetry, your wild nature can't be changed.'"

  "Ah!" Ling Kongzi had originally seen that Xingxian seemed to have a mind for Hong Haier, and because Hong Haier had previously spoken out of turn, Ling Kongzi, being the soul of the fir tree, was extremely sinister and naturally wanted revenge. At this moment, hearing Hong Haier expose his own plan, he became even more shocked and enraged.

  "Does the young master dislike Hong Xing that much?" Upon hearing Ling Kongzi's words, Hong Xing felt somewhat displeased. But after hearing Hong Haier's words, she was deeply grieved.

  "It doesn't count, it's just a show. " Hong Haier heard this and smiled slightly, with a faint sigh in his heart, seeing the loss at the bottom of Hong Xing's eyes.

  "Hey!" The red-bearded boy on the side heard this and became furious, stepping forward as if he was about to fight.

  "You insolent whelp! I had thought to capture you and send you back to your school, but you continue to spout such arrogant words, I will not spare you."

  That Lingkongzi walked forward, gazing at Hong Haier with some pity. Along with his voice, a thick fog gradually rose from the backyard, isolating Hong Haier from everyone else...