The vast north hustle and bustle of the mountain, like a dragon, from the west of the boundless sea to the east, fly thousands of miles, in a hundred miles away from the East China Sea, plunged into the earth.

Some feng shui people assert: Beihuan Mountain is a trapped dragon, with a big tail and no head, and the head of the dragon must be unlucky.

However, Jiuzhou City falls on the top of the dragon's head into the ground, on the plain of 100 miles, for more than 1,000 years, it has prospered as before, which is incomprehensible.

On the third day of August, in autumn, the sea fish are fat, and the seaside fishing port, large and small ships or hurriedly raise their sails to catch the sea, or drop their sails into the port, a busy scene.

Miao Langqing was dressed in white, not stained with dust, standing among fishermen and traders, looking extremely eye-catching.

He had been looking around, but finally found his target in the crowd and shook his head helplessly.

Foodie~

Seeing Miao Langqing's disgusted face, Ji Bin raised the paper bag in his left hand at Miao Langqing, and said with a smile, "Yipinzhai small crispy meat, just out of the pot, fragrant~" After speaking, he pinched a piece and threw it into his mouth, and then brought the wine gourd in his right hand to his mouth, bit the pot stopper, spit it into the paper bag, took a sip, and enjoyed it with a full face.

"Ten years of big songs, take a bite!"

"Not interested!" Miao Langqing turned his head and walked towards the dock.

"Uncle Shen let you understand the world in the lower realm, this eating and drinking, it can be regarded as the world, you should understand it!"

"I was born in a fisherman's family, and I have already realized it when I eat and drink!"

"You were only eight years old at that time, and now it has been a hundred years, not to mention that you were still young at the time, eating and drinking just to live, and now you will realize that there will be something else~"

Miao Lang Qingjue didn't move behind him, and when he turned around, he saw Ji Bin staring at the fisherman's fat buttocks who leaned over to pick up fish next to him, and his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help frowning, "Wine, meat, wealth, sex, and the rules and precepts are all like child's play, why did Uncle Feng accept you as an apprentice?!" ”

Ji Bin is right, "Wine and meat pass through the intestines, wealth flows around, practice is just the method, and if you have the view of the door, it will be a rare avenue!" ”

Seeing Miao Langqing's disapproving expression, Ji Bin reluctantly moved his gaze back from the fisherman's female buttocks, and raised his eyebrows at Miao Langqing, "Otherwise, why do you think my cultivation is higher than yours!" ”

"I think you're thinking about it, and I've never been there!"

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Seeing Miao Langqing rushing straight to a beautiful painting boat on the beach, Ji Bin blinked, "Senior brother, insightful, I am also about to get on the boat to see and see!" ”

Compared with the large and small fishing boats on the shore, this painting boat can be described as unique, carved beams and painted buildings, the fragrant breeze blows on the face, several beautiful women on the side of the boat, holding a handkerchief uterine fan, swaying posture, there is a unique style.

The two of them went into the workshop to pick up a secluded place to sit down, Ji Bin put the food and drink on the table, and did not greet Miao Langqing, while eating and drinking, a pair of thief eyes kept patrolling the women on the side of the boat, and saw Miao Langqing peeking around from time to time, and said, "In my opinion, it is a group of idlers who are powerless to talk about masturbation, do you really believe it?" ”

"I see that your eyes are fascinated by the color of wine, and you can't see anything?" Miao Langqing glanced at Ji Bin.

"It's just a few high-rollers, what's there to see!?" Ji Bin looked at Miao Langqing with clear eyes, and saw that the four or five people who followed the two of them in were straight, and they did have some kung fu.

"Tell you not to drink!" Miao Langqing snorted.

"Isn't there still you?" Ji Bin laughed, and said while feasting, "Even if it's true, what kind of climate can Qu Qu Demon Cultivation become, and it can still hurt your Golden Immortal Miao Langqing's cold hair?" I'm watching the play! ”

Miao Langqing was angry and no longer spoken, at this time, several people from the rivers and lakes entered the inner warehouse and sat down, and when they saw Ji and Miao on the side, they raised their eyebrows at them, and one of the middle-aged men with black beards put down the big knife and smiled in the direction of the two, "Ho, it seems that not only a few of us can't bear it, but these two little brothers also have this preference!" ”

Miao Lang ignored them and only snorted coldly, but Ji Bin became happy, lifted the wine jug, waved his hand, and the wine jug flew towards the black-bearded man.

The man snorted, reached out to catch the wine jug, took a sip, and laughed, "Good wine, the little brother is really a fellow believer, and he will not be rude!" With that, he took out a chicken leg and flipped his hand towards Jibin with the wine jug.

Ji Bin stretched out his hand to take it, "Big brother, good kung fu!" ”

Miao Langqing was speechless, but the big man laughed loudly, "This little brother is lazy, walking the rivers and lakes, it is inevitable to kill, and the few catties on his shoulders are not his own, so naturally he has to have fun in time, once he is born and twice cooked, and he will be familiar with it after a few more times!" After speaking, he ignored Miao and Ji, and laughed with his peers.

After about half an hour, several people came up one after another, all of them were people who practiced in the rivers and lakes, but there were no ordinary people, at first a few big men brought their own wine and meat, but no one came to serve, and they were impatient, "Old bustard, what's the matter with hanging grandpa here!" ”

"It's coming, it's coming!" A dry old man with a smile on his face appeared at the door, looking like he was about sixty, his waist was bent, his face was wrinkled, but he was wearing a good satin, which looked extremely incongruous, "A few uncles wait a while, the girls will wash up and serve!" ”

After speaking, the old man brought a few fruits and tea, put them on several tables, and went down again.

Dahan picked up the tea and drank it, spit it on the ground, "Uncle is here to have fun, the tea doesn't taste much, there are a few jars of good wine!" ”

The old man peeked out from behind the door, and said with a smile, "The rules come to the house, there are no spirits on the ship, please be more patient with the uncle, and when you go to the shell mound, there is all good wine, good meat, and good girls!" ”

At this moment, the hull of the ship shook, slowly turned around, and headed towards the sea.

East China Sea, there is a small island fifty miles away, the radius is only a dozen miles, the island is rich in colorful shells, it is the first choice for the upper class people in Jiuzhou to live and decorate, so it is famous.

Leaving the fishing port, Miao Langqing simply walked out of the cabin to the bow of the ship and looked into the distance.

On the three poles of the sun, the small painting boat faced the golden light of the scales, broke the waves and walked slowly to the depths of the ocean, and the sound of the trumpets of the lower boatmen was faintly heard in the ears.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Miao Langqing turned around and saw several enchanting women on the side of the boat talking and laughing and walking towards the warehouse.

It's just an ordinary woman, Miao Langqing didn't pay attention to it, just crossed the bow of the boat, closed her eyes and recuperated.

The sea breeze was blowing, the bow of the ship was floating and sinking, and Miao Langqing quickly settled down.

For ordinary monks, the Golden Immortal Realm has reached its peak, fifty years ago, Miao Langqing had easily broken through, but in the next fifty years, no matter how hard he tried, he was always a little bit behind, and every time at the critical moment of breakthrough, he was unable to continue and was defeated.

The realm of Xuan Immortal seemed to be close at hand, but no matter how he struggled, it was difficult to go further.

There was no trace of time in the center, and after a long time, Miao Langqing was woken up by the exclamation of the woman, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that it was noon, and he hurriedly got up and walked towards the warehouse.

When he came to the warehouse, Miao Langqing couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Ji Bin still has the shadow of a monk in the Xuan Buddha Realm, the turban has already fallen aside, revealing his bare head, the wine is full, his face is red, the black-bearded man and a group of peers each hugged a woman around Ji Bin, and several people were taking wine glasses, fist fighting for the only remaining wine in the pot.

How could a few women withstand the big hands of these rough men, screaming again and again, trying to break free but unable to break free.

Miao Langqing shook his head helplessly, and was about to leave the warehouse again, but he just caught up with the dry old man.

The old man rushed to a few people who were playing with excitement, "A few masters, Beizuka has arrived, please prepare your bags and get off the boat!" ”

Miao Langqing came to the bow of the boat, looked forward, and saw a small island not far ahead, and there were a few small boats around the boat, probably to sell shellfish on the shell mound.

The boat approached the west shore of the shell mound but did not stop, but went around the island and headed towards the sea to the east.

Miao Langqing squinted at Ji Bin, who was drunk, and shook his head helplessly, thinking that most of the pot of wine had gone into his belly, and the other men also put down the woman in their arms and walked out of the warehouse.

As if they had been pardoned, the women fled to the back cabin!

Seeing that the painting boat did not stop on the west bank, the black-bearded man shouted at the old man, "Old bustard, why don't you go ashore, isn't it a pastime for Lao Tzu?" ”

"Uncle, don't worry, the fun is still on the east bank of the shell mound, hurry up!" The old man laughed.

"Lao Tzu Huo has been hooked by these little girls, and there is nothing to do on the ship, why not be in a hurry!"

When the other men heard his words, they all laughed, and the eagerness in their eyes was overflowing.

Miao Langqing put the headscarf on Ji Bin's head and said angrily, "What is it!" ”

Ji Bin was drunk, his body shook, if it weren't for Miao Langqing's support, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to stand steadily, and whispered, "Last time I was locked up by my master for five years, it wouldn't be your secret!?" ”

"I'm not that idle!"

"Hehe, what's the trouble, I knew it must be a good thing that Jiechen did it, wait until I go back and see how I clean him up!" After speaking, Chong Miao Langqing smiled wryly, "Now you also have a handle in my hands!" ”

"What?" Miao Langqing was stunned.

"You brought me to this shell mound for fun, go back and let Senior Sister Qingshu know, there are good fruits for you to eat!"

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A group of boatmen worked hard, and the painting boat soon circled to the sea east of the shell mound, and everyone looked up and saw that there were several exquisite small buildings under the forest by the sea.

More than ten men in the rivers and lakes were in a hurry, and the boat jumped off the bow of the boat before it stopped, and rushed towards the small building.

"Why didn't I see anything?" Ji Bin looked at Miao Langqing drunkenly, and saw him looking in the direction of Xiaolou with a solemn face.

Miao Langqing snorted, "A pot of wine goes down, you cultivate to cover two layers, and now at most a small consummation realm, of course you can't see anything." ”

"I knew I wouldn't drink so much, I was dizzy, you should check it yourself, if there is a real demon, go back to Jiuzhou City and report it to the government to deal with it, you don't want to do it privately, so as not to cause trouble, sober up for your brother on this beach!" After that, Jibin lay on the beach and fell asleep.

Miao Langqing turned around, and saw that there was only a tea time before and after, and the painting boat carrying the old man and a group of women had bypassed the shell mound and disappeared on the edge of the island, so he looked forward intently.

He was right, Xiaolou's demonic aura was extremely strong, but there was a deeper layer of corpse obscurity in the mountains behind Xiaolou.

Although Ji Bin is good at wine, but the amount of wine is extremely poor, plus he met a group of people in the painting boat before, everyone had a good time, Ji Bin used a little trick, a pot of wine poured him to earn most of the pot, at this time dizzy, how can he still do the way, otherwise he would not let Miao Langqing go to the Fengyue Field alone.

However, after all, his cultivation has reached the realm of Xuan Buddha, and he dissolves the little wine, and in less than an hour, he has recovered his senses, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that Miao Langqing's shadow was gone, and he was so annoyed that he stomped his feet, "Hey, don't that kid can't resist the temptation, go back to Qingmei Senior Sister has to pick my skin." ”

was about to get up to chase, but he heard a muffled sound in the mountain, and then a fire rose, and a white shadow rose to the sky, flying towards the sea, it was Miao Langqing.

"Trouble!" Ji Bin secretly said badly.

In an instant, Miao Langqing had already flown the sword to Ji Bin's side.

"How?" Jibin said urgently.

"I guessed right, there are more than a dozen demon cultivators here, all of them are from the demon realm, and the most powerful one is probably already in the Yuan Demon Realm!"

Ji Bin looked at the black blood on the tip of Miao Langqing's sword and said angrily, "Didn't you say that you found a demon cultivator and went back to Jiuzhou to report to the government?" ”