A quarter of an hour later, Wang Changsheng and Huang Yuner appeared in a seven story blue Pavilion, and a strong aroma floated out of the attic.
The plaque in the attic reads "drunken fairy Pavilion", and many monks come and go.
According to Huang yun''er, zuixiange was set up by a Xiuxian family surnamed Chen, mainly engaged in wine making. The Chen family has been doing business in Xuanling mainland for more than 3000 years. Shops that have been open for thousands of years can''t be called old stores. It takes at least 3000 years to be called old stores. There are too many stores over a thousand years.
"Uncle Wang, the spirit wine sold by the Chen family is quite famous in Xuanling mainland. The Chen family has three kinds of spirit wine, of which the dragon tiger fight is the most famous. It has the effect of enhancing Qi and blood and refining the flesh. It is said that it is brewed from the spirit bones of the sixth order dragon and demon tiger."
Huang yun''er said, with a longing expression on his face.
Wang Changsheng nodded and walked towards Zuixian Pavilion. At this time, a somewhat embarrassed figure suddenly rushed out of the attic and stumbled.
Wang Changsheng glanced at him and was surprised. He quickly made way.
This is an old man nine feet tall. The old man is wearing a blue Taoist robe, a lotus corolla and carrying seven flying swords. The scabbard is tied to his body with hemp rope. The old man in blue robe has a national face, white hair on both temples, vicissitudes of life on his face, his eyes are a little turbid, and his body emits a breath as vast as the sea. He is obviously a virtual monk.
Six shining gourds were tied around the waist of the old man in blue robe, holding a red gourd in his hand. He kept pouring wine into his mouth and was full of wine.
The old man in blue turned left and right, as if he was drunk and not drunk. Along the way, passers-by gave way one after another, looking like they were used to it.
"Martial Uncle Wang, this is Qihu Sanren. He has a set of flying swords at the level of Tongtian Lingbao and is proficient in the art of defending swords. This person had a great future and had a great chance to enter the fit period. However, later, I don''t know what happened. This person became an alcoholic. He was drunk all day and his cultivation stagnated."
Huang yun''er explained.
"Seven Hu scattered people!"
Wang Changsheng nodded secretly. The faces of Huang Fugui and Fang Mu could not help but emerge in his mind. They were also strange people, fighting with some of the seven Hu scattered people.
Walking into the drunken fairy Pavilion, a middle-aged deacon came over and said respectfully, "I don''t know what can help you?"
"I heard that the thousand flowers in your shop are very good. I want to buy a jar."
Wang Changsheng said straight to the point that qianhuazui is a sixth level spirit wine. It has the effect of refining mana. It also has a good effect for refining virtual friars.
"Thousand flowers drunk? Did you come to pick up the goods? The sixth level spirit wine should be booked in advance and will not be available until a hundred years later. If you give gifts, our new wine Seven Star carving is very good."
The middle-aged deacon warmly introduced.
"Seven Star carving? And snow lotus dew? This spirit wine tastes very good."
Huang yun''er asked.
"Of course, there are 100000 pieces of spirit stones in one jar. Snow lotus dew is brewed with 2000 years of cold moon snow lotus as the main material and hundreds of century old magic drugs. It has always been a best-selling product in our store."
The middle-aged deacon warmly introduced.
Wang Changsheng nodded and said, "then come to two jars of snow lotus dew!"
The middle-aged deacon answered and turned away.
Wang Changsheng stood and waited. A large number of wine jars and bottles were placed on the shelves, and the air was filled with a strong aroma of wine.
A girl with a silver skirt came down from upstairs and passed Wang Changsheng.
Wang Changsheng''s eyes flashed with surprise. He met this woman in the Seven Star building not long ago, but he actually met her here again.
Few nuns like drinking, and most of them are bought as gifts.
Before long, the middle-aged man came back with two more exquisite wine jars.
Wang Changsheng paid Lingshi and left with Huang yun''er.
They went around the market to buy gifts.
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A blue giant tower more than 100 feet high. The lower half of the blue giant tower is embedded in a giant peak. At the foot of the mountain, there is a stone tablet more than 10 feet high with the words "xuanyue peak". Only Zhenhai palace disciples can enter and exit xuanyue peak. Other friars are in the market at the foot of xuanyue peak.
At the top of xuanyue peak lies a bluestone square covering an area of 10000 mu. In front of it is a magnificent blue palace. The plaque reads "xuanyue Palace". There are many buildings on the hillside, which are for the disciples of Zhenhai palace to live and practice.
The hall is spacious and bright. A fat old man in red robe sits on the main seat. The old man in red robe has a round face and small eyes. His stomach is full of fat. His neck is covered by fat. He is kind-hearted and approachable.
A girl in a silver skirt sat aside with a faint smile on her face.
"Younger martial sister song, why did you come to xuanyue island when you were not practicing in the general altar? What can I do for you?"
The old man in red robe said politely. His surname is song Mingfeng. He sits on xuanyue island with Li Ruxue.
Listening to his tone, the identity of the silver skirt girl is obviously unusual.
"Nothing''s wrong. Just look around. I heard from martial nephew Li that senior brother song wants to refine a set of heavy treasures. My younger sister knows a little about the art of refining utensils. She wants to give senior brother song a hand and improve her art of refining utensils."
The voice of the girl in silver skirt is sweet and beautiful.
"Give me a hand?"
Song Feng was embarrassed. This set of treasures was related to his future disaster. It took him thousands of years to collect materials alone. He didn''t think of anything wrong.
"If elder martial brother song is embarrassed, just drink the spirit wine slowly."
The girl in silver skirt got up and said goodbye.
"Wait, younger martial sister song, wait, wait, I just need someone to fight for me. You stay!"
Song Feng quickly said, leaving the girl in silver skirt.
"I knew elder martial brother song was the best. By the way, you are not allowed to tell others my identity to avoid unnecessary trouble."
The silver skirt girl reminded, full of joy.
"I see. If you don''t say it, they don''t dare to ask more."
Song Feng promised to come down.
Just then, a respectful man''s voice suddenly came from the outside: "master, younger martial brother Wang of xuanyue island comes to say hello to you."
"Xuanyue island? Let him in!"
Song Feng told him that he knew that xuanyue island had changed two nuns of God, and he also knew their details.
Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan are the fresh blood of feisheng faction. Even if someone helps them to rise to xuanyang, feisheng 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 guarded by martial nephew sun? Have they changed so soon?"
The silver skirt girl asked curiously.
"Nephew sun returned to the general altar to practice in seclusion. Nephew Wang was transferred from the general altar."
Song Feng explained.
Soon, Wang Changsheng came in. When he saw the silver skirt girl, he felt a "click" in his heart. He didn''t expect the silver skirt girl to also appear here.
"This is younger martial sister song. There are no outsiders."
Song Feng said.