Chapter 208: Dragonfly Tavern

In the void, Yi Hao stepped on the giant sword and hovered in the hidden spring. In his hand, a mottled map of animal skins appeared.

On the map, Qinglingdu is located by the sea.

The sea outside Qinglingdu is called the Cold Sea by the people of the Eastern Yuan Continent.

The cold sea is bottomless, there are few plants in the sea, and it is shrouded in ice and fog all year round. Its sea water is cold to the bone, even if the Tengyuan Realm enters the water, it is difficult to hold on for a moment and a half.

The Cold Sea is so vast that it is said that no one can detect its edge.

Since ancient times, there have been countless Tengyuan Realm real people who want to cross the cold sea and find the legendary outer continent. But they all ended in failure and became a pile of white bones at the bottom of the cold sea.

There is also a profound Hui Yuan Realm True Monarch who wants to explore the cold sea after all preparations. But after he flew thousands of miles and still didn't see land, he had to return to the Eastern Yuan continent gloomily.

Since then, all the cultivators on the Eastern Yuan Continent have looked at the sea and sighed, and no cultivator wants to explore the cold sea.

Yi Hao has been flying for more than a month.

The boundary here is Qingzhou, a place thousands of miles away from Qinglingdu.

Dragonfly Tavern, famous.

The "sorrowful wine" of the dragonfly tavern is more distinctive, and the most well-known, the more you drink this wine, the more you drink it, the more you drink it, the more you are sad, but after you are sad to a certain extent, it suddenly makes people sad and suddenly bright!

In the tavern, the flow of people followed.

Yi Hao sat at the small table in Linjiang, holding an earthy yellow wine bowl in his hand. His brow furrowed, staring at the reflection of the translucent liquid in the bowl.

Wine, although Yi Hao can drink it, he doesn't like it.

In Qingzhou, wine is a culture.

Qingzhou has a long history of liquor, with a wide variety of liquor, and is well-known in the Eastern Yuan mainland. Wine permeates all aspects of Qingzhou people's production, entertainment and diet, and occupies an important position in life.

Qingzhou's wine style is extremely "prosperous", and once even "flooded".

Whether it is a layman or a cultivator, they all drink and plagiarize, and they are addicted to alcohol, creating countless jokes that have been passed down for a long time.

Some people write poems after drinking, which have been passed down through the ages......

But there are also people who sell their property in order to drink fine wine, and finally end up with a wife and a family surrounded by walls.

There are also people who are drunk, and they insult their friends who drink with each other for no reason. Although he regretted it after sobering up, his former friends had turned against him and would not see each other for the rest of his life.

There are also people who confide in others when they are drunk, hugging left and right, and becoming intimate. Some people even use alcohol to force other people's wives and daughters, resulting in the separation of many wives and the breakdown of families.

There was also a cultivator who was drunk and cursed at the cold sea for seven days and seven nights, attracting countless people on the mainland to come and watch......

Yi Hao looked around the tavern and found people drinking in twos and threes. Both men and women, they were all slightly drunk and disheveled, laughing, scolding, crying, and making noise heroically......

Yi Hao shook his head and smiled bitterly, and wanted to get up and leave.

As he turned sideways, he noticed a woman in a green shirt with a crimson face sitting quietly on the table behind him.

The woman looked at the pottery bowl in her hand, stunned. Her figure is as weak as a willow, and the smell of wine in the tavern can hardly hide her elegant and dusty temperament.

She frowned slightly, her face hesitant.

She looked up at the fluttering cloth of the "Dragonfly Tavern" at the door, then looked at the wine bowl with a certain gaze, and suddenly drank the full bowl of wine in her hand. As soon as the wine was in her mouth, the woman was immediately choked and coughed non-stop.

Looking at her appearance, she doesn't seem to be good at drinking, but she wants to borrow wine to get drunk to find the key to solve all difficulties, or to get rid of a thousand sorrows.

Yi Hao stared at it and found that there was a faint fluctuation of Yuan Force on the woman's body.

As if sensing Yi Hao's gaze, she turned her head to Yi Hao and smiled kindly.

The woman smiled beautifully, like a sister next door. She smiled, and the sorrow between her eyebrows could no longer be hidden, and it was overflowing.

The woman turned her head and sighed in a low voice.

She poured a full bowl of wine again, tilted her head slightly, and drank it all. It seemed that the mysterious alcohol strength of "Sorrowful Wine" began to attack, and her gaze became extremely firm in an instant.

The woman put down a silver coin on the table, and the green clothes fluttered out of the tavern.

Outside the tavern, she stomped her feet to her feet, ignoring the surprise of passers-by.

Afterwards, Yi Hao also checked out and walked out of the tavern. Looking at the direction in which the woman had disappeared, he waved his hand, and the wine flowed out of his palm and dissipated into the wind.

He secretly used his senses, but found that the woman's figure was already twenty miles away, floating forward like a gale.

"What a speed! What a clever stealth method! Yi Hao couldn't help but be surprised. It wasn't for his powerful divine sense that compared to Teng Yuan Realm, it was difficult to find the trace of the woman. This is the mundane realm, and few cultivators will come! And this woman's cultivation is extraordinary, but she is deliberately hiding her strength. Yi Hao dark lining.

He secretly used his Yuan Force, and his body turned into a light smoke and swept forward.

After a while, an extremely faint figure appeared in Yi Hao's consciousness. Yi Hao controlled Yuan Li and followed the figure unhurriedly.

Suddenly, the figure disappeared in place.

Yi Hao was stunned.

He activated his divine sense, and a divine sense power that surpassed the Tengyuan Realm probed forward.

At the foot of the mountain in the distance, a group of people slowly walked out.

These people were all dressed in brown, with a skeleton embroidered on the corner. Among them, there were two Tengyuan Realm, with yellow skeletons embroidered on the corners of their clothes, while the rest were all Kaiyuan Realm cultivators.

The two Teng Yuanjing carefully accompanied a young man embroidered with a golden skull on the corner of his clothes while walking.

The young man was tall and tall, with a golden crown on his head, a face like a basin of silver, and a pair of eyes like rats. In his gestures, his whole body exuded a strong evil aura that made people palpitate.

At this moment, his face sank like water, and he stopped and looked angrily at the undulating mountains ahead.

"Young master, after this mountain, it will be Qingzhou. When we arrive in Qingzhou, we are not far from the sect! "One of the Teng Yuan Realm real people had arms far longer than ordinary people, and his face was dark. His eyes were full of fierceness, and he squeezed out a smile on his face and said flatteringly to the young man.

"Humph! Escorting him, he actually dispatched the treasure of the sect, the deep sea cold iron cage! The young man looked behind him, the black-faced man who was nervously surrounded by everyone, and there was some dissatisfaction in his eyes.

This black-faced man was more than a foot tall, and his physique was particularly burly, and his limbs were tightly clamped by pitch-black iron pillars as thick as arms. His eyes were closed, his whole body trembled, and a trace of black blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

"If it weren't for the deep sea cold iron cage being as heavy as a mountain and unable to fly in the sky, we would have arrived at the sect a long time ago! I don't know what they think, is this person so important? ”

Another tall and thin person with a beard on his depressed face and a real person from Teng Yuan Realm, hearing the young man's words, his pale face showed a touch of helplessness.

He glanced at the young man lightly, and couldn't help but speak: "Young master, he is that person!" ”

"Humph!"

The young man snorted coldly, but said nothing more.

The two Teng Yuanjing quietly glanced at each other and nodded secretly, and there was also an unconcealable tiredness in their eyes.