Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

Li Guanqi raised his eyes to look at Qi Mobai.

He just found this person interesting.

Clearly introverted and not good with words, he insisted on turning back and asking him again because of a sip of wine.

Li Guanqi smiled and said softly.

“One hundred immortal crystals per jar, pay if you want it.”

As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted the attention of many people.

You must know that immortal crystals are hard currency in the Immortal World, a full hundred immortal crystals…

Li Guanqi’s wine didn’t have any immortal spiritual fluctuations, it was obviously just spiritual wine, not immortal wine.

Many people spoke up to dissuade him.

“Mr. Mobai, if you want to drink strong wine, I have a few jars of good wine here.”

“Buying a jar of spiritual wine for a hundred immortal crystals, are you taking people for fools?”

“That’s right, Mr. Mobai, don’t listen to this guy’s nonsense, isn’t this obviously trying to rip you off!”

The surrounding drinkers looked indignant, as if Li Guanqi had done something outrageous.

But Li Guanqi just drank his wine, not caring at all.

He didn’t have much Red Dust Brew on hand, and it was all left over from his wedding.

When he was leaving, Li Qingchan thought that the wine shop was unattended.

She left a lot of vintage wine for them to share.

The jar in Li Guanqi’s hand was ten years old, and he was reluctant to drink the hundred-year and thousand-year ones himself.

Qi Mobai pursed his lips, his fair skin flushed red, as if he was a little embarrassed.

After a long while, he finally squeezed out a sentence.

“I don’t have that much…can you sell me a jar for seventy-six?”

Seemingly afraid that Li Guanqi wouldn’t believe him.

Qi Mobai took out all his immortal crystals.

He scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

“I really only have this much…”

Li Guanqi was stunned.

If this guy took out a hundred immortal crystals, Li Guanqi would also sell him a jar.

But it could only be a three-to-five-year-old Red Dust Brew.

If he bargained, Li Guanqi wouldn’t sell it to him.

But the other party said seventy-six…

Li Guanqi looked at the other party with some curiosity and said softly.

“Why do you have to have my wine?”

Qi Mobai’s eyes lit up when he saw that Li Guanqi had relented.

He licked his lips, cupped his hands and bowed, and said softly.

“This wine…is good wine!”

“In addition, the medicinal properties in this wine are really exquisite, Qi wants to buy it back and study it carefully.”

Li Guanqi frowned slightly and asked softly.

“Are you an alchemist?”

Qi Mobai waved his hands quickly when he heard this, his expression slightly frightened.

“No, no, no, I…I’m at most a pharmacist, not worthy of that honorable alchemist.”

“I have a small shop in the city, helping cultivators heal their injuries.”

“So I don’t have much savings.”

Li Guanqi suddenly understood, no wonder these drinkers were so respectful to him.

This is the same as a doctor in the mortal world who saves lives.

Li Guanqi waved his hand and took the immortal crystals from the young man’s hand.

Leaving only three first-grade immortal crystals in his hand.

“You’re a good person, I’ll give you a discount.”

After speaking, he took out a sealed jar of Red Dust Brew and handed it to the other party.

Qi Mobai’s nose twitched slightly, and his eyes lit up as he looked at Li Guanqi.

Because he smelled that this jar of wine was even older than the jar in Li Guanqi’s hand!

Qi Mobai, holding the wine jar, bowed and thanked him repeatedly.

But when Li Guanqi raised his hand to stop him, he frowned slightly.

He reached out and was about to touch Li Guanqi’s wrist.

A flash of cold light suddenly flashed in Li Guanqi’s eyes, and his right hand retracted like lightning, his fingers turned into eagle claws and protruded fiercely!!!

Bang!!!

Li Guanqi grabbed Qi Mobai’s neck with one hand and lifted him into the air.

In an instant, many cultivators in the restaurant drew their swords and pointed at Li Guanqi!!

“Presumptuous!!! Release Mr. Mobai!”

“If you dare to attack Mr. Mobai today, you will be an enemy of the cultivators of my Jade Void City!!”

“Brothers, grab your weapons!!!”

Li Guanqi turned a deaf ear to the shouts of the people around him, and narrowed his eyes as he looked at Qi Mobai, whose face was turning liver-colored.

“What are you doing?”

Qi Mobai struggled slightly, his white eyes covered with bloodshot eyes, he looked at Li Guanqi and transmitted his voice with difficulty.

“You…did you…provoke someone!”

Li Guanqi’s pupils trembled slightly, and his brows furrowed.

“Impossible…I can’t even detect it myself, how could he detect something strange?”

Qi Mobai’s voice sounded in Li Guanqi’s ear.

“If you trust me, then follow me…to my shop, I’ll help you take a look.”

Li Guanqi let go of his hand and transmitted his voice softly.

“Okay, you lead the way.”

“If you can help me, I’ll give you three jars of hundred-year-old Red Dust Brew to apologize.”

Qi Mobai coughed twice, not even caring about the bruises on his neck.

He raised his head to look at Li Guanqi, his eyes lit up as he licked his lips.

“Really? Hundred-year-old? This wine is called Red Dust Brew? Hehe, it sounds so good…”

“Cough cough…well, I’m not sure, I can only say try.”

Qi Mobai cupped his hands slightly to the surroundings, lowered his head and lowered his eyes, not daring to look at the others.

He thanked them in a voice the size of a text, and then ran out of the restaurant.

Li Guanqi followed behind him and found that the other party obviously breathed a sigh of relief after leaving the restaurant.

Li Guanqi joked in a hoarse voice.

“Are you so nervous?”

Qi Mobai nodded slightly.

“I’ve never liked to interact with people since I was a child…I’m a little introverted.”

Li Guanqi didn’t speak, everyone’s habits are different.

As soon as Qi Mobai walked out of the restaurant, he took out a veiled hat and put it on his head.

He didn’t forget to bow to Li Guanqi beside him and say.

“I’m used to it…for…forgive me…”

Li Guanqi saw a Profound Immortal Realm cultivator who was so shy and bashful for the first time.

The two walked on the bustling and noisy street.

Qi Mobai walked beside the road, slightly lowered his head, seemingly very unaccustomed to being stared at by others.

That would make him feel uncomfortable all over.

Soon, the two stopped at a small shop near the city wall in the south of the city.

After opening the door and walking in, Li Guanqi keenly sensed the smell of various herbs in the air.

Looking straight ahead, what came into view was a huge cloth curtain hanging down, separating a table.

The small shop was filled with shelves on both sides, and the small door behind the table led to the backyard.

Faintly, he could still see wine jars piled all over the backyard.

Li Guanqi secretly smiled in his heart.

“It seems that this guy really loves to drink.”

Qi Mobai walked behind the cloth curtain, and Li Guanqi clearly heard the other party let out a breath.

A slightly gentle and smooth voice slowly sounded.

“Fellow Daoist can extend your hand over the cloth curtain, next I will use my divine sense to enter your body, but I will not touch your divine soul and sea of consciousness, please relax your mind a little.”

Li Guanqi sat on the chair and extended his wrist.

“You speak more fluently when you don’t see people.”

Qi Mobai’s palm was warm, and he didn’t say anything when he saw Li Guanqi’s fair skin, and gently placed it on his wrist.