"Hey, have you heard, the thirty-year sage conference is about to begin, and the owner of Jixian Building has released the latest topic, and ten people who can answer the questions will be selected. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

If this can be chosen, not only can you be named in the Xianlou, but you can also get an interview with the top brands of the Ladies Pavilion, if you are lucky, it is not impossible to win the beauty" Ji Feng intercepted a piece of divine information.

"Interesting, Jixian Building, Ladies Pavilion, what is this, the meaning of Jixian Building can be vaguely understood, but what is this Ladies Pavilion? Is the monk's version of the Green House? Monsoon walked to the entrance of a building and sat down to think.

At this time, a handsome man sat down in front of Monsoon, drunk like a guest and the business was very lively, it was already good for Monsoon to find a place where no one was, and it was still a window, this person must have come to share the table.

"Hey, Xiao Er, let's have a pot of immortal drunkenness, plus a few side dishes," the man said to the clerk as he sat down.

Monsoon's eyes lit up, knowing that this guy was a monk, if he was a mortal, if he wanted this kind of wine, he couldn't drink a single glass, and he would be saved and fell to the ground, which was also a standard for distinguishing monks from mortals.

The man casually gave Xiao Er a white spar, Xiao Er saw the spar, and he also knew that this was the power of the monk, mortals did not have such a thing, and knowing the identity of the man, the immortal was also relieved to be drunk.

And the monsoon really saw it, that white spar was just the lowest grade spirit stone, with a bit of pure aura, which was a good help for cultivators.

Of course, it is not a person with such superb strength as Monsoon, with the strength of Monsoon, as early as the second day of cultivation, the help of this spirit stone is useless, with the speed at which he absorbs spiritual energy, the spirit stone cannot be supplied, and the spirit stone is just some items cultivated by outer disciples, and Monsoon can't use it.

However, knowing the universal currency, Monsoon is also very happy, using the power of space in the space to slowly condense a spirit stone, Monsoon does not have that kind of thing, so he has to create it himself.

Turning over his hand, a medium-sized spirit stone appeared in Ji Feng's hand, and the shopkeeper came to this seat with wine and food, and Ji Feng stopped him.

Ji Feng took out the wine gourd on his waist and said, "You take this spirit stone, depending on the situation, you will get me a pot of wine according to this price" Ji Feng handed him the spirit stone and said.

Xiao Er is also a knowledgeable talent, knowing that the spirit stone in Ji Feng's hand is not an ordinary spirit stone, it is dozens of times better than the spirit stone of the son next to him, so he solved it, but he looked at the gourd handed over by Ji Feng, but he was a little puzzled.

How many things can this little gourd hold, this world does not have the ability to have everything in the sleeve, and the magic power of mustard Na Sumeru, naturally I don't know the extraordinary things about the gourd of the monsoon.

But the son on the side had bright eyes, looking at the gourd in the hand of the monsoon, and couldn't help but sigh very much, the gourd is like a naturally formed one, thick and simple, faintly exuding aura, only by opening the eyes of heaven can you see, naturally extraordinary.

"There is no trace in the downwind, I have seen Taoist friends," the man said with a gesture towards the monsoon.

Monsoon is also a return gift, saying "In the lower monsoon, I have seen Taoist friends"

"I don't know which sect my brother was born in? This kind of magical object is not something that ordinary people can have," Feng Wuxian said as he looked at Monsoon.

Ji Feng smiled and said, "This magic weapon is just an imitation, an imitation based on the principle of the Demon Collecting Pot, and it has no other functions other than being able to store some wine.

And it cost me a lot of heaven and earth to make it, and it can't withstand too big an attack, so it's not very useful, and it makes my brother laugh."

Hearing Monsoon say this, Feng Wuji was a little disappointed, obviously not getting the result he wanted, and said, "That's already very good, Brother Tai can imitate it, the machine is already incredible."

Monsoon smiled very modestly, in fact, Monsoon is really modest, this wine gourd is obviously not as bad as Monsoon said.

Not to mention the power of the Qiankun in the pot, it is those wines, stopping in the pot for a day, can have the effect of inducing ten days, and the aroma of the wine can also be promoted to a greater extent, and after a long time, it can turn decay into magic, and it can also produce spirit wine, which is really a rare magic weapon.

Feng Wuxian didn't ask, and Monsoon didn't answer, but he just avoided the heavy and light, Ji Feng pointed to a few people behind Feng Wuxian and asked, "Brother Feng, I don't know where they said those Jixian Building and Ladies Pavilion are."

Hearing Monsoon's question, Feng Wuxian looked a little surprised, and asked, "Haven't you heard of Brother Tai, these are very famous places?"

"What do you mean, I just came out of the mountain, and I don't know much about things here," Monsoon asked in surprise.

When Feng Wuxian heard Ji Feng say this, he knew it in his heart, and said with some yearning, "This Jixian Building, to put it bluntly, is a place for Confucianism to select disciples.

Every fifty years, Jixian Building will issue some questions, and those who can answer it can be promoted, until the top ten are selected, and they can hang their names on the top floor of Jixian Building, and it will last for fifty years, until the next selection appears.

Jixian Building is a well-known noble place, hanging your name on it, but it is an honor, of course, if you can pass these tests, the general Confucian sect will be wooed, but it will not be compulsory"

Speaking of this, Feng Wuxian shook his head with a chuckle and said, "But who would refuse the solicitation of Confucianism?" And it is precisely because of this willingness that countless students will rush to this supreme position, and then join Confucianism and begin the practice they yearn for.

But it is understandable that ten of these countless people have been chosen for fifty years of glory, and both mortals and monks alike, are eager to covet them, isn't it?"

"Wow, it's really a noble thing, no wonder the monks here are very respectful, I see, by the way, then what's going on with this lady's pavilion" Ji Feng looked at Feng Wuji and asked.

Feng Wuxian smiled and said, "Ladies Pavilion, Ladies Pavilion, as the name suggests, the people inside are all women, and they are not ordinary women"

"Oh, what's not ordinary," Monsoon asked with interest.