At the feast.

More and more people couldn't help but drink the elixir.

The monks in the Bigu period were all drunk without exception, even the monks of the Yin God Realm, after drinking a glass, their faces were flushed, and their eyes were drunk.

But whether they were drunk or not, after drinking the elixir, their bodies glowed with a clear light like glass, pouring into their pores, and they obviously gained great benefits.

Li Daoxuan's heart is horizontal, it's just that he will get drunk and look a little foreign? As long as you can increase your mana, it's nothing!

With his eyes closed, he drank the elixir in one gulp.

The entrance is soft, and the throat is ......

No, the moment he drank it, Li Daoxuan felt the world spinning in front of him, and he fell on the table with a pop.

A burst of laughter rang out.

"Hehe, I thought he was very capable!"

"Just pour a cup, it's just an ordinary Bigu monk."

"Tsk, what a waste of that cup of elixir!"

At this time, those who were not drunk were all monks from the Yin God Realm, their eyes were drunk, and they were also a little fluttering, and they began to talk about Li Daoxuan in a low voice.

The finch fairy couldn't help but secretly pushed Li Daoxuan, not wanting him to make a fool of himself.

"Hey, wake up!"

But Li Daoxuan didn't move at all, and even his breathing became deeper and lower, as if he was really going to get drunk.

"Hehe, sitting on the top seat, but was drunk to death by a glass of wine, and it spread out, but I don't know how many people will die of laughter!"

The Meiling Mountain God on the opposite side had already drunk the second cup of elixir, but he was still not drunk, but he was full of energy, he looked at Li Daoxuan, who seemed to be about to get drunk, and made mocking words.

The lady in Tsing Yi moved her eyes slightly and looked at Li Daoxuan.

This was also the first time she looked at Li Daoxuan, her beautiful eyes were slightly rippling, and a ray of clear light quietly appeared on her fingertips.

The old woman beside her was a little surprised, looked at Niangniang, and then looked at Li Daoxuan, who was unconscious, and was a little puzzled.

Is this going to help him sober up secretly?

Strange, with Niangniang's temperament, how could she be so attentive to him?

But before the Tsing Yi Niang made a move, a rough voice sounded.

"In Xiaying Prefecture, a monk of the first line, Wang Bo, meet Niangniang!"

I saw the young man in the witch robe drink the elixir in the cup in one gulp, and then get up and salute the lady in Tsing Yi.

This attracted the attention of many monks.

Because this monk named Wang Bo was only a cultivator in the middle of Bigu, but he was able to drink a cup of elixir safely and without any drunkenness.

However, when they heard the four words of the horse, many people understood.

The so-called out of the horse, also known as the horse fairy, this vein of monks, worship those who are kind-hearted, and cultivate into the essence of the big demons, with the conclusion of a contract, when the battle can ask the gods to come up, use the magic power of those big demons.

This vein cultivator has an extremely high pursuit of the physical body, because only a stronger physical body can carry more mana and invite a stronger "Great Immortal" to possess it.

Although this Wang Bo's cultivation is only in the middle of Bigu, his physical body is extremely strong, and he looks like a tiger's back and a bear's waist, which is almost comparable to the god of Meiling Mountain.

The lady in Tsing Yi quietly put down her fingers and looked at Wang Bo quietly.

Wang Bo patted the storage bag on his waist and presented a guqin with both hands, the strings were crystal clear, and the body of the piano was carved with a lifelike phoenix.

Maybe it's not just carving, because the guqin seems to be struggling and trembling, revealing a faint phoenix chirping.

"The ancestor traveled all over the world, found the dragon tendon as the string, the phoenix plane as the wood, made this phoenix qin, and specially ordered us to dedicate it to the mother!"

"Fengqi Qin ......"

The lady in Tsing Yi stretched out her hand, and the next moment, Feng Qiqin, who was still struggling, let out a loud phoenix chirping, and automatically flew into the slender jade hand, blooming with glow.

Looking at Feng Qiqin, the lady in Tsing Yi seemed to remember a certain memory.

At that time, she incarnated as a mortal to tour the mountains and rivers, and met a young man who wanted to jump off a cliff to seek death, and he cried that he was too stupid to practice the secret art of making a horse taught by his master, and to fulfill his last wish, it was better to die a hundred times.

The lady in Tsing Yi was moved by compassion at that time, so she appeared to play a song, and used her mana to dredge the meridians for him, and let him successfully cultivate the secret art of getting out of the horse.

However, time has passed, and that was more than 100 years ago.

The young man who cried and sought death back then has now become the ancestor of the horse, the power of the yang god, and the power of Yingzhou.

"Why didn't your ancestor come?"

The lady in Tsing Yi asked.

When Wang Bo heard this, his eyes were gloomy, and he was silent for a long time, and sighed: "Master Ancestor is an old man, in order to become an immortal...... Dead by the Apocalypse! ”

Hearing this, everyone was shocked.

The ancestor who came out of the horse lineage actually died under the catastrophe!

It must be known that once the tribulation fails, it will be a dead body, a soul will be scattered, and there will be no afterlife.

The lady in Tsing Yi moved her eyes, slightly distracted, and didn't know what she was thinking.

For a long time, she sighed softly.

"If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent, and after more than a hundred years, his temperament has not changed at all."

Time changes, vicissitudes of life, as a long-lived ghost fairy, Tsing Yi Niangniang has gone through countless dynasties since the beginning of the Han Dynasty, and has also sent away many old people.

But every time an old person dies, she is always a little gloomy, even though the fluctuations have become more and more dull.

Perhaps this is the price of immortality.

"What is your ancestor's last wish?"

Wang Bo remembered the advice of the ancestor before he died, his eyes were gloomy, and he said: "The ancestor has only one last wish, that is, let me give this qin to the mother." ”

"His old man said that Niangniang's music changed his fate, he traveled all over the mountains and rivers, and finally found this piano to dedicate to Niangniang, but unfortunately, there is no blessing to listen to Niangniang's fairy music again."

In fact, there is a sentence that Wang Bo did not say, the ancestor has never had a Taoist companion in his life, in fact, he has never forgotten a certain figure.

It's just that the figure is too stunning and distant, and it is unattainable.

After hearing this, the lady in Tsing Yi didn't speak, she lowered her eyes, put Fengqiqin in her sleeve, picked up the wine bottle alone, and drank it gently.

The old woman sighed in her heart, knowing that the mother's mood was definitely not good now.

At this moment, a clear voice sounded, breaking the somewhat gloomy atmosphere of the banquet.

"Who will realize the big dream? I know it all my life. ”

Everyone looked over, only to see Li Daoxuan stretching his waist, and he woke up from drunkenness, his eyes were clear, his face was like a crown of jade, and there was no trace of drunkenness.

Li Daoxuan raised the wine bottle and said with a smile: "Fairy Sparrow, this elixir is really extraordinary, full of fatigue!" ”

Everyone looked at him, especially Wang Bo and the mountain god, their eyes were full of incredulity.

How could he possibly wake up?

And seeing that he is now refreshed and bright, his eyes are shining, and he has clearly digested the cup of elixir, which is a manifestation of Taoist diligence.

You know, many monks in the late Bigu period are still drunk!

Seeing the surprised appearance of the finch fairy, Li Daoxuan winked at her and said with a smile: "What, are you reluctant to pour me a second cup?" ”

The finch fairy looked at the mother.

The lady in Tsing Yi looked at Li Daoxuan, a hint of strange color appeared in her eyes, she didn't help him sober up just now.

"Niangniang, the monk of the Bigu period can only drink one drink at most, and if there is more, there will be a problem......"

Tsing Yi Niang's voice was still calm.

"Pour it for him."