Soon, most of the original diners on the second floor dispersed at once.

Those mortals dressed in uniform saw Wuxu and the two people at the other table, still sitting there, continuing to eat and drink as if no one was around, and were about to step forward, but were stopped by a demon cultivator in the lead.

This demon cultivator, with a yellow face and brown hair, * feet, and black anklets on his ankles, walked with a loud sound of anklets, which made people palpitate. He walked to the middle of the second floor, and did not speak to Wuxu and the two people at the other table, but just arched his hand, and then sat down with his entourage.

Obviously, this demon cultivator could see that Wuxu and the other two were also cultivators.

Wuxu didn't respond, still slowly observing the situation in Dinghai City, and the two people not far away were also looking at the table full of wine and food, drinking slowly.

That group of demons may have been rampant in this area of Zhoushan, seeing that there was no one in the eyes of the three of Wuxu, and they all showed fierce faces, but they were also stopped by the demon cultivator who led them with their eyes, so they had to stuff their heads there and drink in a big gulp. From time to time, he muttered, "In normal times, if you encounter someone who can't open your eyes, you will chop and feed the fish early."

Wuxu frowned, and suddenly looked at the two people on the opposite side who did not leave, and temporarily held back.

After a while, these four or five demon cultivators, together with the ** mortals who accompanied them, drank more than ten jars of wine.

Among them, Wu Xuan secretly inspected it, the yellow-faced and brown-haired leading demon cultivator, about the fifth level of mortal dust cultivation, but his breath was a little scattered, and he was obviously injured. For the rest of the people, Wu Xuan has roughly looked at the batch, and now that he has cultivated to the realm of real people, even if it is a so-called false real person, Wu Xuan already feels that the cultivation of the third or fourth layer of mortal dust and below is not enough, and there is nothing worth paying attention to.

Xu was because the atmosphere was too depressing, Xu was drinking, and a demon cultivator slapped the table violently, and shouted at the trembling restaurant in the distance, "Why didn't that little girl come up?!"

The little guy was so frightened by his violent eyes that he hurried downstairs.

The little woman of the Zhang family, when she was selling in before, was interrupted by these demons who broke in, and the restaurant that was originally full also saw that the situation was not good tonight, and she walked away, but she didn't make a penny. was looking for the shopkeeper of the restaurant to ask for some food, but suddenly he was pulled up to the second floor by the little girl.

When I saw that everyone on the second floor was looking at me, especially the demons at the table who were full of wine, and their eyes were full of bewitching eyes, their hearts were tight, and they were about to scream. Pretending to faint. Suddenly, a green light flashed in front of him, and then he saw a green jade bracelet parked in front of him.

"This jade bracelet, please sing a few songs at will. The voice is full of energy, and the tone is also kind, it is the leading demon cultivator.

The little woman of the Zhang clan immediately smiled, carefully put it on her right hand like fat wrist with both hands, and then thanked this demon cultivator affectionately, and then bowed slightly to the rest of the people on the second floor.

He walked to the middle space step by step, cleared his throat, and after a little thought, he raised his voice and sang.

Wuxu listened carefully, what purple qi came from the east, what fairy island was ethereal, it was like a song praising and praising Dongji Island and the immortal chief on the island.

Wuxu smiled, human nature, human nature.

The two strangers at the table over there couldn't help frowning at this moment.

But the strange thing is that those demons over there don't seem to be interested in listening.

After the little woman of the Zhang family finished singing, she saw that the people were silent, and even none of the demons in the East China Sea Demon Alliance applauded.

"Dongji Island has sunk to the bottom of the sea, so the girl should change the tune. Wuxu poured another glass of bayberry wine, looked out the window, and said leisurely.

The little woman of the Zhang clan changed her complexion, took two steps back from the direction of Wuxu, and looked at those demons in a panic.

Although Dongji Island has sunk, it is inevitable to be ridiculed and offended if nothing happened to these East China Sea demons, or even gloating about it. Although these rumored demons with boundless mana go ashore, they generally follow the rules, but if you take the initiative to offend, it is common to kill them on the spot.

As if to confirm her uneasiness, the two most drunken demon cultivators immediately stood up and walked towards Wuxu by the window. This time, the leading demon cultivator did not stop him, he was the same as Wuxu, slowly sipping the wine in his cup.

The two demon cultivators walked up to Wuxu and didn't speak, but shot directly. One raised his black right palm and slapped it towards Wuwu's head, the wind was blowing, and most of the lights upstairs were extinguished, and a copper-green water arrow suddenly erupted from his mouth, with a fishy smell, shooting towards Wuwu's face.

Wuxu gently raised the wine glass in his hand, and flew out two wine arrows, with amazing spiritual power, flashing in the air. The two men fell to the ground in an instant, a thumb-sized hole in their heads, and their brains and blood gurgled out.

In the air of the restaurant, there is a faint smell of bayberry wine.

Those restaurant boys, as well as the little woman of the Zhang family, suddenly fell to the ground softly, and they didn't know if they fainted in fright or got drunk.

The lights in the restaurant were completely extinguished, but with the successive loud shouts, suddenly many strange lights appeared, all of which went towards Wuxu, and then, following Wuxu's figure, floated out of the window.

From afar, it looked as if someone was leaning out of the window and setting off a large cloud of fireworks into the night sky.

Suddenly, in the middle of the fireworks, a dazzling white light rose, revealing a dangerous aura, and a slight sneer.

Then, the fireworks withered and the white light faded.

Wuxu sat by the window, looking at the hazy demon beast phantoms outside the window, appearing in the air, and fading away with the wind, while gently raising the wine glass, and chanting in a low voice, "What joy in life, and what sorrow in death? ”

Suddenly, there was a gentle high-five on the opposite side, "Daoyou kill happily!" Li gave Daoyou a cup. ”

A wine arrow flew up from the wine jug on the silent table between the two people who had been left here, and landed in Wuxu's cup with a trace of aura and aroma.

Spirit wine, Wu Xuan only drank it in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, when Ao Feng invited himself. It's not that the human world can't brew it, but after the upper realm is closed, the cultivation resources in the human world are becoming more and more scarce, if there are materials for spiritual wine, most of them are refined into pills, or taken directly, and very few are used to make wine, unless there is something special or a unique secret method.

The people from the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea arrived so soon?Wuxu carefully looked at the two of them while secretly inspecting the dragon ball that Ao Qing had given him. These two people seem to have used some kind of method or treasure to conceal their aura, and it seems that they have neither a trace of demonic energy nor a trace of aura, so they are two ordinary mortals. However, he was dressed in a simple manner, and his expression had the usual indifference of a monk, and he sat there with a feeling of being out of the world.

Wu Xu, originally wanted to use the Heavenly Eye Pass, but after thinking about it, it was too reckless, and seeing that the dragon ball was no different in the cup, he thanked the two of them, and then drank the spirit wine.

I don't know what kind of spiritual wine this is, as soon as it enters the abdomen, without waiting for Wuxu to run the spiritual power, it automatically makes a trace of cold and refreshing air, swims around Wuxu's body, and then goes up together, and actually gathers into a crystal hexagonal dot, flies into the sea of Wuxu knowledge, and slowly releases cold energy.

Wu Xuan was suddenly shocked, how could this spirit wine be different from what he had drunk before, and he was actually able to enter his own sea of consciousness! Hurriedly knotted the Great Sun Nyorai handprint, and punched a Great Sun Nyorai golden light at that thing. The crystal hexagonal dots, in the golden light of the sun, melted and dissolved in a moment.

Damn! I was almost plotted! Wuxu's face sank, and he was about to speak.

The person on the other side smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, don't misunderstand." This is a snow and cold ice wine, which is the most contemplative. Fellow Daoist, the golden light flashed all over his body, and it seemed that he had burned the medicinal properties of the spiritual wine, but he missed an opportunity to refine his divine sense. ”

Wu Xuan thought back to the scene just now, and the small crystal hexagonal dots, although they released cold air, did not seem to be enough to cause damage to his divine sense. I was a little overreacted just now.

Then he smiled suspiciously, "It made the two of you laugh." ”

"It's okay, fellow Daoist, let's have another drink. Another man, who looked strange and unsmiling, waved his wide sleeves. A small copper kettle flew slowly from it to Wuxu's side, automatically filled the wine glass in front of Wuxu, and then flew back into the man's sleeve.

Wu Xuan groaned slightly, raised the wine glass, and leaned it against his mouth, but secretly sacrificed the Dharma Realm and ingested the wine in the cup. The body of divine consciousness, in the Dharma realm, drinks the spiritual wine. Suddenly, the body of divine consciousness only felt a burst of coolness all over the body, as if a mountain spring was poured on a dog day.

Well, when promoting to a real person, the divine sense needs to be tempered by a thing like heavenly thunder, which is the most yang and strong, but the so-called yin and yang are mutually reinforcing and mutually restrictive, and one by one yang is the way. According to Taoist theory, I am afraid that the divine consciousness can also be cultivated by using things with the yin and cold attributes.

A trace of realization rose in Wuxu's heart. Then, the flesh opened his eyes and bowed to the two again, "Thank you, two fellow Daoists." In Xia Wuxu, you haven't consulted the names of the two Taoist friends?"

"It turned out to be Master Wuxu, under Li Bingcheng, this is my junior brother Liang Xiaoru. The person who took out the copper kettle and gave the wine again flicked his sleeves and said lightly.

How do these two people know themselves? Could it be that they are so famous in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea? Wu Xuan was shocked in his heart.

But when I heard the man called Liang Xiaoru, he smiled again, as if he knew everything, "You were covered in golden light just now, obviously you are a Buddhist unique exercise."

"Senior brother!" Li Bingcheng opened his mouth and said, "Cultivators, if they don't have a proper shape, what kind of body will they become?" Fu said to Wuxu again, "My junior brother has always been used to being casual, but I didn't mean to laugh at the master for not knowing spirit wine. ”

Only then did Wu Xuan know that these two people were judged to be people in Buddhism from the golden light of the Great Day that they had just performed. It suddenly occurred to him that he had just killed those demon cultivators, revealing a bit of the strength of the so-called real human realm, but these two people didn't seem to be surprised or cramped at all, and they also took out such a precious spirit wine at random to mingle with their peers. It seems that he is probably also a real monk, and he may be able to see through the appearance of this scholar who has changed himself.

Then he clasped his palms together and smiled, "Amitabha, two wise eyes." I don't know Li Daoyou and Liang Daoyou, but they are from the Biyou Palace in the East China Sea?" "Nowadays, almost all the real monks in the world have gone to Lushan, except for himself and Wang Baobao, there are also some real monks in the East China Sea Dragon Palace world. Wuxu looked at these two people, such a temperament, not like a demon cultivator, and even less ghostly, listening to their tone, they are not people in Buddhism, so they asked such questions.

Li Bingcheng replied, "The two of us are overseas cultivators. After a pause, "Master Fang Cai subdued demons and eliminated demons, how could the two of us stand idly by." Senior brother, those demon beasts outside will be handed over to you. ”

It turned out that during the time when the three of them were talking, a lot of demon cultivators came outside the restaurant, and it was obvious that Fang Cai Wuxu killed his kind, which alarmed the surrounding demon cultivators.

These demon cultivators, at first, were just surrounded from a distance, and Wuxu and the others didn't care, but it seemed that they had invited two big people about the eighth layer of mortal dust, and under their leadership, they were violent, and they had already flown within 100 meters of the restaurant.

When Liang Xiaoru heard Li Bingcheng say this, he didn't get up, but turned his body slightly, facing those demon cultivators, and then shook his head slightly, muttering, "It's all mortal, it's not interesting", while taking out a bronze medal, lazily playing a spiritual trick on it.

Wu Xuan saw that countless glittering, half-virtual and half-real mysterious runes flew out from the bronze medal fixed in the air, heading straight for those demon cultivators. Immediately, I heard countless strange screams and wails from those demon cultivators, and one after another demon beast phantoms emerged from their bodies, and then in the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the previous mysterious runes. Those mysterious runes, the brilliance disappeared, and they flew back to the bronze medal in an instant.

Then, Liang Xiaoru yawned, made a gesture of his hand, and threw the bronze medal that flew back into his palm, and threw it in his sleeve, and then turned around again.

Wuxu was dumbfounded, "This is a spirit talisman?"

Liang Xiaoru thought about it, nodded, and said helplessly, "It's a pity that these demon beasts are all mortals, and it seems that they will have to go to the sea in a few days." ”

Wu Xuan suddenly thought that Xuan Jizi told himself in the Prison Demon Peak about the day when Yu Zhenzi used the spirit talisman and was attacked by the old dragon king of the East China Sea, he pondered for a moment, and said slowly, "Fellow Daoist, as far as I know, the third prince of the East China Sea Dragon Clan is nearby. Their dragon clan seems to be very taboo about others using this spirit talisman. Moreover, this spirit talisman seems to be too domineering, all things have spirits, and if you kill them, you will kill them, but if you detain the beast spirit, treat it as a slave and even survive and not be able to die, it seems to hurt the heavens and the peace?"

At this time, another wave of demon cultivators flew over. Liang Xiaoru said the same thing, repeating Fang Cai's movements, and said with a smile, "A monk is really compassionate. But the master Fangcai, didn't he also kill those demon beasts without leaving a piece of armor, and the spiritual sense dissipated?"

Wuxu really wanted to say, "Demons are also good and bad, and demons can be killed but not humiliated", but if you think about it, I'm afraid that it's a little weird, or even deviant.

is just the so-called singing and begging for life, and singing monsters to wear jade bracelets.

The three masters don't stop, and there is no right or wrong in singing and laughing.