Chapter 1912： 7 Garlic

A quarter of an hour later, Wang Changsheng and Huang Yuner appeared in a seven-story cyan pavilion, and a strong aroma wafted out of the pavilion.

On the plaque in the attic were three golden characters "Drunken Immortal Pavilion", and many monks came in and out.

According to Huang Yuner’s introduction, Zuixian Pavilion was opened by a family named Xiuxian Chen, mainly engaged in winemaking. The Chen family has been inherited for more than 3,000 years. They have done business in the Xuanling Continent. There are more than 3,000 years to be called an old shop, and there are too many shops that are more than a thousand years old.

"Uncle Wang, the spirit wine sold by the Chen family is quite famous in the Xuanling Continent. The Chen family has three kinds of spirit wines that are particularly famous. Among them, Dragon Tiger Fight is the most famous. It has the effect of enhancing qi and blood and tempering the body. It is brewed from the bones of the dragon and the demon tiger."

Huang Yuner introduced, with a longing expression on her face.

Wang Changsheng nodded and walked towards the Zuixian Pavilion. At this moment, a somewhat embarrassed figure suddenly rushed out of the attic and stumbled.

Wang Changsheng's eyes swept away, surprise flashed in his eyes, and he quickly made way.

This is an old man who is nine feet tall. The old man is wearing a blue Taoist robe, a lotus crown, and seven flying swords on his back. The scabbard is tied to his body with hemp rope. , his face is full of vicissitudes, his eyes are a little cloudy, and his body exudes a breath like a vast sea, obviously a cultivator.

The blue-robed old man had six glowing gourds tied around his waist, holding a red gourd in his hand, and kept pouring wine into his mouth, smelling of alcohol all over his body.

The blue-robed old man swayed left and right, as if he was drunk, but he didn't seem to be drunk. As he walked along, passers-by avoided one after another, as if he was used to it.

"Uncle Wang, this is the Seven Gourd Sanren. He has a set of flying swords at the level of Heaven-reaching Spirit Treasures. He is proficient in the art of sword-fighting. This person originally had a bright future, and there is a high chance that he will enter the fusion period, but later I don't know what happened. What's the matter, this person has become an alcoholic, spending all day getting drunk, and his cultivation is stagnant."

Huang Yuner explained through voice transmission.

"Seven gourd scattered people!"

Wang Changsheng nodded secretly. In his mind, the faces of Huang Fugui and Fang Mu could not help but appear. These two people are also strange people, and they are a match for Qihu Sanren.

Walking into Drunk Immortal Pavilion, a middle-aged deacon came over and said respectfully, "Senior is here, I don't know if there is anything that can help you?"

"I heard that the Qianhuazui in your store is very good, I want to buy a jar."

Wang Changsheng said straight to the point, Qianhuazui is a sixth-order spirit wine, which has the effect of improving mana, and it is also good for cultivators to drink it.

"Qianhuazui? Is the senior here to pick up the goods? The sixth-order spirit wine must be reserved in advance, and it will be available in a hundred years. If it is a gift, our new wine, the seven-star sculpture, is quite good."

The middle-aged deacon introduced enthusiastically.

"Seven-star eagle? And snow lotus dew? The taste of this spirit wine is very good."

Huang Yuner asked.

"Of course, there are 100,000 spirit stones in a jar. Snow lotus dew is made from two thousand years of cold moon snow lotus as the main material, and hundreds of centuries-old elixir are brewed. It has always been a best-seller in our store."

The middle-aged deacon introduced enthusiastically.

Wang Changsheng nodded and said, "Then let's have two jars of snow lotus dew!"

The middle-aged deacon responded and turned to leave.

Wang Changsheng stood there and waited. There were a lot of wine jars and jugs on the shelves, and the air was filled with a strong aroma of wine.

A girl in a silver skirt walked downstairs and passed by Wang Changsheng.

Surprise flashed in Wang Changsheng's eyes. He had only met this woman in the Seven Stars Building not long ago, and he actually met her here again.

Few of the female monks liked to drink, and most of them bought it as a gift.

Not long after, the middle-aged man came back with two more exquisite wine jars in his hands.

Wang Changsheng paid the Lingshi and left with Huang Yuner.

They walked around the market, shopping for gifts.

A blue giant tower more than 100 feet high, the lower half of the blue tower is embedded in a giant peak, and at the foot of the mountain stands a stone tablet more than 10 feet high, with the three characters "Xuanyue Peak" written on it. Only the disciples of Zhenhai Palace can enter and exit Xuanyue Peak, and other monks are active in the market at the foot of Xuanyue Peak.

On the top of Xuanyue Peak is a bluestone square covering an area of ​​10,000 mu. In front of it is a splendid blue palace. The plaque reads "Xuanyue Hall" in three golden characters. There are many buildings halfway up the mountain, which are for Zhenhai. Palace disciples live and cultivate.

The hall is spacious and bright. A fat white and red-robed old man sits on the main seat. The red-robed old man has a round face and small eyes, his belly is full of fat, and his neck is covered by fat. He has a kind face and an approachable appearance.

A girl in a silver skirt sat beside her with a faint smile on her face.

"Junior Sister Song, you're not cultivating at the main altar, why did you come to Xuanyue Island? Is there anything Brother Wei can do for you?"

The old man in red robe said politely, his surname was Song Mingfeng, and he and Li Ruxue sat on Xuanyue Island together.

Listening to his tone, the identity of the girl in the silver skirt is obviously unusual.

"It's nothing, just go around and listen to Senior Nephew Li, Senior Brother Song wants to refine a set of heavy treasures Little sister knows a little about the art of forging, and wants to give Senior Brother Song a hand to improve her forging. technique."

The voice of the girl in the silver skirt is sweet and really nice.

"Give me a fight?"

Song Feng's face was embarrassed. This set of treasures was related to his future calamity. It took thousands of years to collect materials. He didn't want to make mistakes.

"If Senior Brother Song is embarrassed, forget it, you can drink the spirit wine slowly."

The girl in the silver skirt stood up to say goodbye.

"Wait, Junior Sister Song, stay, stay, I just need someone to help me, you stay!"

Song Feng said quickly, leaving behind the girl in the silver skirt.

"I knew Senior Brother Song was the best. By the way, you are not allowed to tell others my identity to avoid unnecessary trouble."

The girl in the silver skirt reminded, full of joy.

"Understood, if you don't say it, they don't dare to ask more."

Song Feng agreed.

At this moment, a respectful male voice suddenly came from outside: "Master, Junior Brother Wang from Xuanyue Island is here to greet you."

"Xuanyue Island? Let him in!"

Song Feng instructed that he knew that Xuanyue Island had replaced two Spirit Transformation cultivators, and he also knew their details.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan are the fresh blood of the Ascension faction. Even if someone helps them to ascend to the Xuanyang Realm, the Ascension faction will pay attention to it. The reason is very simple. Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan are the achievements of Shenglingtai.

"Isn't Xuanyue Island stationed by Martial Nephew Sun and the others? Are they going to be replaced so soon?"

The girl in the silver skirt asked curiously.

"Senior nephew Sun has returned to the main altar to practice retreat, and nephew Wang was dispatched from the main altar."

Song Feng explained.

Soon, Wang Changsheng walked in. He saw the girl in the silver skirt, and his heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect the girl in the silver skirt to appear here.

"This is Junior Sister Song, there are no outsiders."

Song Feng introduced.