The difficulty of entering this third floor is already beyond the reach of ordinary people in a lifetime, and it can be seen that it is even more difficult to enter this fourth floor.

Therefore, the fourth floor has become a mystery, a mystery that ordinary people cannot see with their own eyes in their lives.

And today, I don't know what happened, the glass lamp on the fourth floor turned on, which shows that there are distinguished guests visiting the Zuixian Building.

"Master, Sect Master Lang has been waiting for a long time." After yesterday's incident, Ling Xiaoyi became more and more cautious, and entered the Drunken Immortal Building directly through the side door, and did not walk through the main entrance so as not to attract attention.

"Why are there so many fresh faces today, I'm afraid there are eyeliners, Ji Qing, open the secret door." Ling Xiaoyi walked from the backyard to the back door of the front hall, looked around, frowned slightly, and then walked to the only vacant room in the corner of the Accord separated by a screen.

After Ji Qing heard the order, he quickened his pace, walked to Ling Xiaoyi, opened the door of the Accomodation, and closed the door after Ling Xiaoyi entered.

Ling Xiaoyi walked to the picture on the innermost wall of the Accord, the ink landscape, wanton splashing ink freehand, full of boldness.

Ling Xiaoyi turned a Pixiu statue next to the painting, and the sound of the stone door opening followed, but this pavilion had been specially treated, and the people outside could not hear these sounds.

Ling Xiaoyi walked straight to a one-person-tall cabinet at the other end of the room. Ling Xiaoyi opened the cabinet door, there was a hole inside, a wooden ladder came into view, although it was in the dark, but the ever-bright light illuminated by a few steps was quite bright, but it did not make people panic.

Ji Qing followed Ling Xiaoyi and walked upstairs, while not forgetting to turn the other jade pixiu next to the secret door and let the secret door close again.

Soon the two of them reached the fourth floor, and after Ling Xiaoyi opened the secret door on the fourth floor in the same way, the two of them saw the light again.

There are only two rooms on the fourth floor, one is called Tianfeng Pavilion and the other is called Tianyu Pavilion.

The fourth floor is unexpected, the whole decoration looks extraordinarily elegant and pure, there is no noisy vulgarity on the first floor, nor is it like the flashy exaggeration of the second floor, not like the luxury of the third floor, but this ink painting floor is extraordinarily elegant and atmospheric, with an innate kingly demeanor.

Those who have achieved great things are also adults.

The fourth floor of this drunken fairy building has skimmed off the glitz of the world, and the wall has no carved decoration, replaced by an ink painting full of charm, and at a glance you can see that the painter is not shallow.

Walking on the fourth floor, I only felt that I had entered an ink painting, like a saint's fairyland, and I couldn't help but leave off my own worldly dust.

Ling Xiaoyi walked straight to the Heavenly Rain Pavilion and asked Ji Qing to stay behind at the dark passage.

Ji Qing, who was in front of the dark passage, looked at Ling Xiao's slightly thin back, and his face changed when he was fair-skinned and clean. The corners of Ji Qing's mouth rose slightly, but they immediately froze, and he sighed and said softly: "Lingyun, after all, you have embarked on this road。。。。。。 ”

Ling Xiaoyi walked to the door of Tianyu Pavilion, there was no one at the door, except for his own footsteps on the entire fourth floor, Ling Xiaoyi couldn't hear any other sound, and it was so quiet that it couldn't bear to disturb.

Ling Xiaoyi didn't knock on the door, slowly pushed the door open, walked in, and closed the door with his hand.

Pushing the door in, what I saw was a man sitting on the tea table outside with his back against the window, facing Ling Xiaoyi.

The man's long black hair was casually draped over his shoulders, and the ink on the white clothes was smeared on the robe, chic and elegant, and the man's face was handsome, not sad or happy, like a saint descending to earth, so that people did not dare to come forward to get close easily, and they were afraid to disturb the happiness of the immortals.

At this moment, Ling Xiaoyi came in, the man just raised his head slightly, smiled at Ling Xiaoyi, and then poured a cup of tea on a glass white tiger cup on the table.

The tea was clear, and the slight blue and yellow color made people's anxious hearts calm down, and with the fragrance of tea overflowing the entire outer pavilion, Ling Xiaoyi felt that he had entered the world of Zen.

The man smiled at Ling Xiaoyi, brought the poured cup of tea to the table opposite him, and slowly said, "New, try it." ”

This voice is soft but hard, with irrefutable magic, like the Sanskrit sound of a Zen master sweeping people's hearts, and like a demon venerable mouth spitting out magic sounds, luring the world to fall into the same way.

Ling Xiaoyi didn't squirm, he threw off his robe and sat down at the table opposite Sect Master Lang, and smiled helplessly, this tea seems to have been brewed for a long time, and he must be really late.

Ling Xiaoyi took a sip, the tea fragrance was fresh, but it carried a kind of magic that haunted people's dreams, which was very magical.

Ling Xiaoyi took another sip, then put down the teacup and said with a chuckle: "A few days ago, the Lang Sect Master turned into a little monk and put on a monk's hat and mixed into the Yuanshan Temple, and his Zen spirit was indistinguishable from Master Yuanqing. ”

"What is the standard of the division of Buddha and demon in this world, good and evil, in fact, Buddha and demon are one." Sect Master Lang replied slowly without thinking.

"This tea is very good, I envy the sect leader for such good fortune, but whatever the sect leader loves, you can find it." Ling Xiaoyi listened to Sect Leader Lang's words, and didn't bother much, just continued to taste his own tea.

"Ling Gongzi looks up to it, in this world, sooner or later it will be Gongzi's, Lang someone should be a good idler." Sect Leader Lang poured himself a cup of tea, chuckling and savoring it, not showing much emotion.

"When I Ling Xiaoyi becomes the king one day, I will definitely not go to the Langyue brothers to help me!" When Ling Xiaoyi heard Lang Yue's words, his expression changed, his slender fingers held the teacup unconsciously and faintly, his face became solemn, and his originally handsome face was even more fierce at this time.

Langyue sat opposite Ling Xiaoyi, looking at Ling Xiaoyi's appearance, squinting her eyes slightly, an imperceptible smile on the corner of her mouth, then retracted her expression, returned to that indifferent state, and said softly: "Brother Ling will naturally become an emperor one day." ”

Ling Xiaoyi's expression was also much soothed after hearing this, and then he talked about business: "Sect Master, the medicine that soothed menstrual blood last time I have finished eating, and I feel that it is quite useful, and every time I finish eating, I am indeed full of energy." Ling Xiaoyi talked about this and continued: "It's just that if you don't eat for a few days, you can't sleep and eat, is there any sequelae of this medicine?" ”

"That's an elixir, naturally it won't be as addictive as that tea, but Brother Ling still don't eat it too often, don't become dependent." When Langyue heard Ling Xiaoyi's words, she paused her hand to taste tea, and then immediately returned to normal and comforted.

After Langyue finished speaking, she walked to the bookcase, and wrote the two lines of words in one go, seemingly indisputable but a little ambitious.

After writing, Langyue put the paper into the small wooden box at the pigeon's feet, and released the white pigeon, the white pigeon was fast, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Tomorrow, fifty bottles of Blood-Saving Pills will be delivered to Ling Gongzi's Mansion, and one hundred bottles of Confusing Tea will be sent to Drunken Immortal Tower. Ling Gongzi, are you still satisfied? After sending out the pigeons, Lang Yue returned to the tea case and chuckled at Ling Xiaoyi.