I have a Wangyou Bar in Douluo

After Tang San and others left, Nangong Wenqing began to pack away the tableware.

"Ding, the mission is completed, rewards will be distributed."

"Ding, the training prize pool has been opened. Item levels are divided into A, B, C, D, and S. Five hundred emotional points are drawn once. If you draw ten times in a row, you will be ranked A or S."

"Okay, I am strong in my physical body. Wouldn't it be nice for me to sit in the bar and wait for the lottery from now on?" Nangong Wenqing said secretly.

Nangong Wenqing looked at the emotion value on the panel, touched his chin, and said with a faint smile: "It's actually ten thousand. Tang San and the four of them earned me eight thousand, and the mimicry scene and the delicious food are not enough."

"Wait a minute? What's the difference between this cultivation prize pool and that junior prize pool?" Nangong Wenqing asked.

"Ding, the items drawn from the training prize pool are all related to improving soul power. The items in the primary prize pool are very wide, and anything is possible."

"Oh~ I understand, isn't this just about narrowing down the required range? Let's do ten consecutive draws first." Nangong Wenqing said.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining the C-level item Small Return Pill x1"

"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining the C-level item Small Return Pill x1"

"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining the B-level item Great Return Pill x1"

"Ding, congratulations to the host for getting..."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining the S-level jelly grass, strange velvet, and sky chrysanthemum."

Nangong Wenqing, who originally looked disappointed, wanted to stab the system to death, but when he saw the last S-level grass jelly, he was instantly happy.

"By the way, I also drew a fairy-level wine making book before, which made me healthy."

Nangong Wenqing found the production book that was placed here last time from the bookshelf on the wall of the bar, and began to read it carefully.

"This is it, the beautiful jade flower and chrysanthemum."

After reading the introduction of the immortal wine, Nangong Wenqing had the urge to scold Tang San. Eating it directly would be a waste of natural resources. Brewing it into fine wine would bring out the effectiveness of the immortal grass even more.

Tang San and others who returned to Shrek Academy told Flanders and the newly arrived master about the Wangyou Bar.

Flanders adjusted his glasses and questioned: "How is it possible? Mimicry practice? In a place that sells alcohol?"

The masters on the side also shook their heads, but Tang San and the others probably wouldn't lie. Could it be that this bar is really so magical, and drinking wine helps one cultivate?

Seeing the two people who didn't believe it, Tang San smiled bitterly and said, "It's true. Rongrong has returned to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect to tell Sect Leader Ning."

In the lobby of Qibao Glazed Sect.

An elegant and peaceful middle-aged man was chatting freely with an aristocratic young man. There were two people standing behind him, namely Sword Douluo Chenxin, Bone Douluo, and Gu Rong.

Ning Rongrong, who had just returned from Shrek, ran over in small steps.

The two Douluo on the side saw that their little princess was back, and ran over without even paying attention to etiquette.

"Little princess, why are you back? Could it be that someone in the academy bullied you? Grandpa Jian will help you teach them a lesson." Sword Douluo said before Ning Rongrong could speak.

"If you want to teach me a lesson, I will teach you a lesson. Just leave me alone." Gu Douluo was not to be outdone.

"What? You want a fight?" Sword Douluo asked.

"Come on, who's afraid of who?"

Ning Fengzhi stopped talking and said with a faint smile: "Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, we have guests here."

The aristocratic young man in front of him who was chatting freely with Ning Fengzhi was Xue Qinghe, the crown prince of the Tiandou Empire.

"Rong Rong, you came back just a few days after going to the academy. Are you tired and skipping school?" Ning Fengzhi said with a serious face.

Ning Rongrong clasped her hands behind her hands, pouted and said coquettishly: "Humph, I have important information here, so I won't let you down."

Ning Fengzhi held his forehead, as if he had a headache and said: "Then tell me the important information, if you want to lie to me, I will serve you."

Ning Rongrong was very excited and told what she had seen and heard in the bar these past few days, dancing with joy.

Ning Fengzhi, Xue Qinghe and the two titled Douluo next to him all had expressions of disbelief after hearing this.

After Ning Fengzhi listened, he asked seriously: "Do you really mean what you said?"

Ning Rongrong nodded without hesitation.

Xue Qinghe suddenly said: "If this is true, then what is the purpose of the owner of this bar?"

One glass of wine can be worth a month of hard training. Do you know that the purpose of mimicry training is to combine the scenes with the lyrics to make money?

But if you want to make money, why open the store in such a remote place? It makes no sense at all.

Ning Rongrong suddenly said: "That bar owner seems to be an ordinary person. I didn't feel any soul power fluctuations in him."

Ning Fengzhi showed a faint smile, touched Ning Rongrong's head and said gently: "You are a great soul master. If the opponent's strength is far greater than yours, you will not be able to feel it. Even if he is really an ordinary person, then he must have some abilities above him." Someone."

Will an ordinary person have these things? Neither the empire nor the Qibao Glazed Sect has them.

"Well then, I have nothing to do these days, so let's go to see if the place you mentioned is really that magical." Ning Fengzhi said with a smile.

Xue Qinghe took a step forward and said to Ning Fengzhi: "Master, I wonder if you can take me with you. I am also very interested in the place Rongrong mentioned."

"In that case, let's go together. I hope you won't disappoint me." Ning Fengzhi murmured.

Wuhun City, the Pope's Palace.

A majestic woman wearing a crown and holding a scepter is sitting on the throne.

Although the woman does not apply makeup, her beautiful facial features are already outstanding in the world. The thin cherry lips, the snow-carved nose are like works of art from the hands of God, and the pair of budding peach blossom eyes are complemented by willow eyebrows. This is the current Pope Bibi Dong, who is not angry but has authority.

"Nana, your cultivation speed has dropped a lot since you obtained the fourth soul ring. Do you have any questions about your cultivation?" Bibi Dong said.

Hu Liena under the throne hesitated and did not answer.

Bibi Dong tapped the scepter in her hand and said seriously: "You are the saint of my Wuhun Palace. If you have anything to say, just tell me."

Hu Liena did not dare to raise her head to look at Bibi Dong, and held her hands together tightly. Thinking of being with Nangong Wenqing, a blush appeared on her face.

Bibi Dong looked at Hu Liena below, held her forehead, and sighed, didn't it say "I'm in love" written all over her face.

Before Hu Liena could speak, Bibi Dong looked out the window and sighed: "If you find someone you like, go after him boldly. At worst, he will be captured. You are my disciple and also my family."

Hu Liena was already prepared to be punished by the teacher. Bibi Dong's words made Hu Liena feel happy and she quickly said: "Thank you, master, I will never give up."

Looking at Hu Liena with a happy face, Bibi Dong suddenly thought of that man again in her mind, and the jade hand holding the scepter involuntarily tightened her grip.

Bibi Dong made up his mind that he would never let Nana go his own way. If he was a scumbag, he would be killed. If he was an ordinary person, he would be taken over. If he was a genius, he would be named a saint and help Nana in the future.