Rise of Qinglian

A quarter of an hour later, Wang Changsheng and Huang Yun'er appeared in a seven-story blue pavilion, and a rich aroma wafted from the attic.

The plaque in the attic reads "Zui Xian Pavilion" in three golden characters, and many monks come in and out.

According to Huang Yun'er's introduction, Zuixian Pavilion was opened by a Xiuxian family surnamed Chen. It mainly engages in brewing. The Chen family has been in business for more than three thousand years. In Xuanling Continent, a store that has been open for a thousand years cannot be called an old store. At least it must be A store can only be called an old store if it has been more than 3,000 years old. There are too many stores that are more than 1,000 years old.

"Uncle Wang, the spiritual wine sold by the Chen family is quite famous in Xuanling Continent. The Chen family has three particularly famous spiritual wines. Among them, Dragon-Tiger Fighting is the most famous. It has the effect of enhancing qi and blood and tempering the body. It is said that it is made from the sixth-level spirit wine. Brewed from the spiritual bones of dragons and demon tigers."

Huang Yun'er introduced, with an expression of admiration on her face.

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

Wang Changsheng glanced at him, surprise flashed across his eyes, and he quickly moved out of the way.

This is an old man who is nine feet tall. He is wearing a blue Taoist robe, a lotus crown on his head, and carries seven flying swords on his back. The scabbards are tied to his body with hemp ropes. The old man in blue robe has a Chinese character face and white hair on his temples. , his face is full of vicissitudes of life, his eyes are a little cloudy, and his body exudes an aura as vast as the vast sea. He is obviously a cultivator.

The old man in blue robe had six sparkling gourds tied around his waist and held a red gourd in his hand. He kept pouring wine into his mouth and smelled of alcohol.

The old man in blue robe swayed left and right, as if he was drunk, but also seemed not drunk. Along the way, passers-by gave way to him, as if he was used to it.

"Uncle Wang, this is Qigulu Sanren. He has a set of flying swords at the level of the Heavenly Spiritual Treasure and is proficient in the art of sword control. This person originally had a great future and had a high chance of being promoted to the combined stage, but I don't know what happened later. What happened? This person has become an alcoholic, getting drunk all day long, and his cultivation has stagnated."

Huang Yuner explained via voice transmission.

"Qi Gourd Sanren!"

Wang Changsheng nodded secretly, and the faces of Huang Fugui and Fang Mu could not help but appear in his mind. These two people were also strange people, comparable to Qihu Sanren.

Walking into Zuixian Pavilion, a middle-aged deacon came over and said respectfully: "Senior is here. Is there anything I can do to help you?"

"I heard that the Thousand Flowers Sui in your store is very good. I want to buy a jar."

Wang Changsheng said straight to the point, Qianhua Zui is a sixth-level spiritual wine, which has the effect of improving mana. It also has good effects for monks who drink it.

"Qianhua Zui? Senior, are you here to pick up the goods? Sixth-level spiritual wine must be booked in advance. It will be available after a hundred years. If it is a gift, our new wine Seven Star Eagle is quite good."

The middle-aged deacon introduced enthusiastically.

"Seven-star eagle? And snow lotus dew? This spiritual wine tastes very good."

Huang Yuner asked.

"Of course, there are one hundred thousand spiritual stones in a jar. The snow lotus dew is brewed from two thousand years of Hanyue Snow Lotus and hundreds of century-old elixirs. It has always been a best-seller in our store."

The middle-aged deacon introduced enthusiastically.

Wang Changsheng nodded and said: "Then bring two jars of snow lotus dew!"

The middle-aged deacon responded, turned and left.

Wang Changsheng stood there waiting. There were a large number of wine jars and wine bottles on the shelves, and the air was filled with a strong aroma of wine.

A girl in a silver dress came down from upstairs and passed Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng's eyes flashed with surprise. He had just met this woman in the Seven Star Tower not long ago, and he unexpectedly met her here again.

Few female monks like to drink, and most of them buy it as a gift.

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

Wang Changsheng paid the spirit stone and left with Huang Yuner.

They walked around the market and bought gifts.

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A huge blue tower more than a hundred feet high. The lower half of the blue tower is embedded in a giant peak that towers over the sky. At the foot of the mountain stands a stone tablet more than ten feet high, with the three characters "Xuan Yue Peak" written on it. Only Zhenhai Palace disciples can enter and exit Xuanyue Peak. Other monks are active in Fangshi at the foot of Xuanyue Peak.

At the top of Xuanyue Peak sits a bluestone square covering an area of ​​10,000 acres. Directly in front is a splendid blue palace. The plaque reads "Xuanyue Palace" in three golden characters. There are many buildings halfway up the mountain, which are for Zhenhai. Palace disciples live and practice.

The main hall is spacious and bright, and a fat old man in red robe is sitting on the main seat. The old man in red robe 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 kind eyes, and looks approachable.

A girl in a silver dress sat aside with a faint smile on her face.

"Junior Sister Song, you are not practicing in the main forum, why did you come to Xuanyue Island? Is there anything I can do for you?"

The old man in red robe said politely, his surname was Song Feng, and he and Li Ruxue were sitting on Xuanyue Island.

Judging from his tone, the identity of the girl in the silver dress was obviously unusual.

"Nothing to do, just looking around. I heard from Junior Nephew Li that Senior Brother Song wants to refine a set of heavy treasures. My little sister knows a little about the art of refining weapons and wants to help Senior Brother Song to improve her own refining skills."

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

"Do you want to help me?"

Song Feng looked troubled. This set of valuable treasures was related to his ability to survive the great catastrophe in the future. It took thousands of years just to collect the materials. He didn't want to make any mistakes.

"If Senior Brother Song is in trouble, forget it. Drink the spirit wine slowly."

The girl in the silver skirt stood up and left.

"Wait a minute, Junior Sister Song, stay back, stay back, I just need someone to help me, so you can stay!"

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

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

The girl in the silver dress reminded her, filled with joy.

"I know, if you don't tell them, they won't dare to ask any more questions."

Song Feng agreed.

At this moment, a respectful man's voice suddenly came from outside: "Master, Junior Brother Wang from Xuanyue Island is here to say hello to you."

"Xuanyue Island? Let him come in!"

Song Feng ordered, he knew that Xuanyue Island had been replaced by two god-transforming monks, and he also knew their details.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan are the fresh blood of the Ascension Faction. Even if someone helps them ascend to Xuanyang Realm, the Ascension Faction will take them seriously. The reason is very simple. Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan are the political achievements of Shenglingtai.

"Isn't Senior Nephew Sun and the others stationed on Xuanyue Island? Are they being replaced so quickly?"

The girl in silver skirt asked curiously.

"Master Nephew Sun has returned to the main altar to practice in seclusion. Master Nephew Wang was sent there from the main altar."

Song Feng explained.

Soon, Wang Changsheng walked in. When he saw the girl in silver skirt, his heart skipped a beat. He did not expect that the girl in silver skirt would also appear here.

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

Song Feng introduced.