Tianzun City

Tianfu Chateau is now under the name of Xuanhuang Lianxuan.

But when Shanghen took away the six Luoshen Wings and stood at the entrance with a blank expression, someone still rushed to welcome him in.

The first thing that catches the eye is the entire vineyard.It is the ripening season at this time, and the whole garden exudes a rich fruit fragrance. The green leaves are softened and wilted under the sun, and the purple grapes are more attractive and plump, and there is no shadow of the scorching sun at all.Their purple skin is covered with a layer of hoarfrost, gently pulling one off, the place where it connects to the stem will flow out transparent juice, sticky and extremely high in sugar.

Chu Tianxiang looked at the bamboo basket full of grapes under the tree, the forest was overcast, and there were a few rays of light falling on the basket, some of which even showed immature purple red, he suddenly felt very greedy.

Shanghen seemed to have penetrated Chu Tianxiang's mind, and said casually. "Bring it to you when the time comes."

"Take it to Jinsha Ghost City and tell them that this is a meeting ceremony for the Saints of War?"

"..."

After passing through a large area of ​​vineyards, there is a path leading to the ground.The road is clean and white, paved with white pebbles.The door leading to the wine cellar is very exquisite. It is made of high-quality wood, wrapped in brilliant gold, inlaid with purple jade handles, and carved with exquisite and complicated patterns.The whole looks very low-key, but reveals a thick and expensive texture.

Sure enough, he has the demeanor of a warrior.

The fresh breath of grapes has disappeared, and what fills the nasal cavity again is a complex and bitter taste.The brewing work is in full swing, and there are not many people working inside, but if there is any slack, new people will be replaced immediately.The work here is not complicated and the pay is high, so the requirements are extremely strict.In Chu Tianxiang's few steps, he has already replaced several people.

The structure here is step by step, with wooden barrels of appropriate size on each step. The grapes are placed on the top layer, pressed, waiting for fermentation, and then filtered step by step from the sealed wooden barrels.The last step is a transparent, crystal storage barrel, which is the last step in filtration but the first step in bottling.

Chu Tianxiang saw that the washed grape stalks could no longer see any black, and the whole was a layered green.But the purple grapes were still covered with hoarfrost, so he opened his mouth and said. "Won't the white on the top be washed off?"

"That's not filth, it helps fermentation."

By making the wine cellar, there is a long corridor, which is very artistically arranged.The wall is smooth and flat, with paints depicting the picking, production and bottling of grapes. The depiction is very detailed, and every day someone brings paints to carefully outline the color traces. It is still the same condition, with a slight error will be replaced.

Chu Tianxiang saw those serious and rigorous people who were always worried about their work, but they were ruthlessly replaced when they made a slight mistake.Shang Hen never tried to reason in this session, because there were so many people who wanted to do this job.

At the end of the mural, the artist's name - Wen Ruyu is written in gold.

The last door opened slowly, and the light inside was soft, not candlelight, but the light from the palms of the mages.At every corner, the white-robed mages gently stretched out their hands to act as a beautiful, moving candlestick. The lighting in the wine cellar must be exquisite.

Chu Tianxiang watched all the way, apart from his appreciation for this process, the most impressive thing was the ordinary people who worked for it.Seeing another white-robed sorcerer who was replaced, Chu Tianxiang not only sighed. "It's hard work, them."

"Of course." Shang Hen picked up a bottle of wine, looked at the color inside through the crystal wall, and put it back on the wine rack.

Chu Tianxiang didn't pay attention to Shang Hen's actions, his focus was on Shang Hen's sentence "it should be".

"Why should it be taken for granted?"

"It was originally their job."

Chu Tianxiang vaguely smelled a trace of coldness in Shanghen's tone, but he still pressed on with the topic. "Do you think that everyone here, including your subordinates, should surround you as a matter of course?"

Shang Hen looked at him suspiciously, then folded his arms, which was a sign that he was going to talk about something seriously. "Isn't it? Five saints, generals, city lords, etc., should surround Xuanhuang to survive. He is at the top of the system. And everyone below us will naturally surround us, otherwise How to survive? Everyone depends on the stronger one to survive, unless he breaks away from the whole system and goes to the wilderness to open up a piece of land to be self-sufficient. But now even this is banned, and the wilderness is all majestic , If you want to go, you have to pay taxes. People at the top have the best resources and enjoy the best life.”

"Isn't this exploitation?"

"The weak serve the strong, and the strong serve the stronger, distributed level by level. They pay physical or mental energy for us, and we give them a better living environment. Why is it exploitation?"

"What about between the weak and the weak?"

"I used to be the weakest." Shang Hen smiled lightly, even a little disdainful. "What I have seen is the lowest level world written by the weak and the weak. In order to survive, the most people are cheating and stealing. They use the cheapest and inferior supplies, eat the cheapest and filthiest food, and have the ugliest and most troublesome things. Lovers, breathing dirty and humble air. Day after day, without rest, until death."

"When you say these things, the people who work for you will be sad."

"I'm not treating them badly." Shang Hen said slowly. "And what I said was true."

The Battle Saint is already a symbol of holiness, because wherever he goes, the eyes he casts are all worship and fiery, just like now.There was a coldness in his eyes, but looking at him from all directions were fiery eyes full of love.They couldn't hear the conversation between Shanghen and Chu Tianxiang, and they were instinctively curious about the conversation between the two.Shanghen is like a god, who has been planted in the annals of history in everyone's mind.

"It seems that your subordinates all worship and love you."

"I don't often have personal contact with them. I usually leave after explaining things. This is to maintain mystery and always carry the aura of saints. I have seen many crafts and books derived from saints. I am responsible for setting up A perfect image in their minds. And they are responsible for liking me, which is also a matter of course."

Chu Tianxiang couldn't help being surprised. "You are horrible, like a cold and delicate wax figure."

"You feel that I am different from the past, which means that I put you in the category of people around me." Shang Hen frowned in a rare way, and then quickly relaxed. "This is not a good thing. Before Yanyun, he thought I was the white moonlight in his heart, but why he dared to hurt me with the Zhuxian sword later was because he knew me too well. He knew my weakness and knew it. How to strike the hardest is the most memorable for me."

"Yanyun is not such a person." Chu Tianxiang subconsciously defended Yanyun.

"You understand?" Shang Hen lowered his arms and didn't even give Chu Tianxiang a look.

Chu Tianxiang really didn't understand Yanyun, and he wouldn't understand Yanyun better than Shanghen.He kept up with Shang Hen's pace, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced at the neatly arranged and magnificent wine racks.At this stage, the wine is not yet fully brewed, and needs to be continuously precipitated and placed before it can become a good bottle of wine.For this bottle, countless people have been working tirelessly for it, and he can even think of how high-spirited Shanghen was when he was building it, berating Fang Qiu.

When everyone was still brewing wine with malt and grain, the beautiful purple liquid exuding a fruity aroma had entered everyone's life.This is something that ordinary people have been proud of for a long time, but here at Shanghen, it is nothing more than that.

"Battle Saint." Chu Tianxiang stopped him. "I won't hurt you."

"hope so."

"We used to share the same body and have similar experiences, and now we are open to each other, which is a sign of trust. I hope we can move forward side by side."

The corner of Shang Hen's lips twitched, his tone was very cold. "Tianzun City and Miyun will eventually have a battle. I hope that when it comes to the matter involving Jue Ye, we can still have the same goal and share the same hatred."

"After all, I'm not as smart as you. I don't know how to transfer the connection between Jueye and me. But Yanying is still in the Miyun family, and Jueye and I have signed a contract of full assistance. We will inevitably disagree. Is there no way not to go to war?"

"Yes." Shang Hen said. "Split this war, convert it into more side-by-side small wars, weaken Jueye's power little by little, and then give him a fatal blow before he launches a war."

Chu Tianxiang suddenly laughed. "Battle Saint, the more I know you, the more terrifying I think you are."

"Thank you for the compliment."

"While terrifying, I also find you extremely attractive."

Shang Hen's eyes suddenly became serious. "You are very important to me."

"You too."

When I walked out of the wine cellar, there was a large wilderness outside, with overgrown weeds and messy spices growing.Chu Tianxiang glanced at the sky with his eyes, and raised the corner of his lips.The Overlord's Halberd suddenly flew into the sky, and then a flock of birds chirped in panic in the sky. A bird was pierced by a sharp blade, and the Overlord's Halberd fell back into Chu Tianxiang's hands.

Shang Hen glanced at him with a hint of doubt, but he didn't speak.

"Hungry." Chu Tianxiang said concisely.This bird was extremely fat, Chu Tianxiang emptied its viscera, stuffed it with a mess of spices, then hastily pulled out its feathers, and wiped his blood-stained hands by the way.A flame rose from his palm, and he put the bird in his hand and roasted it.After a while, the outer skin is roasted until it is browned, and golden oil droplets ooze from the cracked place.The delicious smell filled the surrounding air, and Shang Hen looked at Chu Tianxiang with blood on his fingers with disgust, but when he opened the wine and poured the purple liquid on the barbecue, he couldn't help but speak.

"I gave it to you for barbecue?"

"It just lacks this taste." Chu Tianxiang tore off a hind leg and handed it to Shang Hen, blinking his eyes. "Don't you want to try it? It's delicious."

Shanghen didn't answer, but couldn't help but chuckled.He and Chu Tianxiang seem to be inextricably intertwined in the dark, but this kind of relationship is very pure, without love, desire, sex, or longing.

Therefore, it is also very precious.

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