The wording of this sentence is so intriguing! Coincidence or deliberate?

Since the message that has just been conveyed seems to be nothing new on the surface, but in fact it contains a lot of information, it is necessary to take a look at it even if it is dangerous...... No matter how bad it is, he can still use the magic weapon "Bright Light of Paper Flowers" given by the immortals to fool the mortals or monks who released the news!

But if this information is deliberately spread against him - for example, the demon clan who also wants to get the Xuantian Strange Treasure - then going out is self-defeating!

Just when Zhang Ning was hesitating, another piece of information was released, like a headache from being poked with a steel needle, Zhihai analyzed the headless sentence "Do you still want to eat spicy noodles?"

Zhang Ning immediately dodged away from the Qiankun Treasure Snail, and in a few leaps, he came to the place where the "Divine Consciousness Broadcast" was issued—it was a hill with dozens of boulders. The orientation and shape of the boulder are very elegant, and they look exactly like the Stonehenge that Zhang Ning knew.

He hesitated and walked into the center of Stonehenge, and the next moment Zhang Ning appeared on a lawn the size of a golf course, the lake not far away was rippling with microwaves, the evening breeze sent fresh water vapor, and a vast and bright moon in the sky moved extremely slowly, and under the illumination of the silver moonlight, the shining stars were eclipsed.

This is...... Secret realm?

Not far away, there is a storey courtyard, the big mansion with bright lights, the horse-head wall, the small green tile has a unique charm, the high ridge cornice, the brick and wood stone carving is simple and elegant, the winding path corridor, the pavilion and the pavilion are ingenious.

Zhang Ning secretly wondered, wouldn't it be another black-robed shadow puppet living in it?

As he was hesitating, there was a commotion in the mangosteen forest behind the house, and a familiar voice was mixed in.

Zhang Ning hurriedly ran towards the bamboo forest......

"Taste my wine first!" said a fat man, in a sullen voice, "this is the first ray of sunlight shining on the spring water of the mountain stream, and the first peach on every tree in the peach grove." Fast speed and grabbing the first place is the trick!"

The strange man who spoke upside down was dressed in a beige plaid knee-length down jacket, with four bare legs and four red running shoes, each of which was smooth and hairless.

"My wine is rare, a barrel collects the essence of the aged sun and moon day and night, and the dewdrop wine condenses!" said a short, four-legged man in a leather coat, broad shoulders, and charred skin, carrying a huge wooden barrel behind him, the size of which Pan Jinlian bathed in the TV series.

"Wait for the quick retreat, my bamboo wine, this is the Lord's favorite, today's Zhongyuan, full of drink!" a tall and thin man with two legs and a blue face like a bamboo insect chewed on the words and said half-literally. He was dressed in a green satin robe with no wrinkles on it.

Zhang Ning walked through the bamboo forest to the pavilion and happened to see this lively scene.

On a stone table in the middle of the pavilion are three cups of different shapes – a "cup" resembling the hotel's standard white porcelain ashtray containing a light layer of amber transparent liquid, a small wooden barrel-like cup containing a suspension of floating white debris, and a bamboo tube cup containing an ochre liquid.

At the head of the stone table sat a young man wearing a jade crown and a white straight coat, his face was delicate, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and he looked at the "friends" offering wine with an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

He twisted the handle of a white jade wine glass in his hand, and the rim of the glass turned and rubbed on his lips: "Whoever sings well will taste his wine." The voice was rather lazy.

"I~ want to ......" "Bang Bang Bang" - the man in leather clothes with a scorched face immediately removed the wooden basin behind him, broke off his two hind legs and struck the basin along the accompaniment, and sang with his voice, "You are next to me~" "Dong Dong Tuk" "I ~ want ~" "Tuk Tuk Da Da" "You dress up for me ......"

"Stop, stop!" said the young man lightly, "the accompaniment is very incongruous, and the singing is awkward, like a dead duck about to die." ”

Then he pointed to the fat man in the down jacket and said, "You come to sing the Tengger version of "Invisible Wings". ”