Turning the forest path, several temples built on the mountain appeared in front of Ning Baifeng's eyes.

There is a pond in front of the hall, there are a lot of clear lotus, the mountain wind blows, between the shaking lotus leaves, several red lotus flowers tremble gently, exude a strange fragrance.

Ning Baifeng was immediately attracted by the red lotus flower in the pond and walked to the edge of the pond.

"Be careful!"

An exclamation came from the door of the main hall.

Ning Baifeng immediately stopped, turned his head to look, but found that it was actually Abbot Jiang, who was holding an altar in his hand, and just walked out.

Abbot Jiang walked over, pointed to a few stone piers by the pool, and said, "There is a killing array on it, don't go any further." ”

Ning Baifeng's gaze immediately fell on those stone piers.

The erosion of wind and rain still can't erase the seemingly messy sword marks on the surface of the stone pier.

Abbot Jiang said in a deep voice: "The Fire Burning Lotus in the trace fence, if you want to pick it up, you must have the sword order of the peak master. Otherwise, even if it is a sword blank realm, it will also be strangled. ”

Ning Baifeng's pupils shrank and said, "Thank you, I just want to take a look." ”

Abbot Jiang looked at those red lotus flowers, nodded and said, "You can only watch from a distance, not blasphemous." There are many places like this on Zhenyue Peak, take care!"

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave, when he suddenly stopped and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Ning Baifeng licked his lips and asked with an embarrassed smile, "That...... Is there any wine in the Ichor Hall?"

Abbot Jiang was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at him, and said, "Yes, yes, but ......"

"But what?" Ning Baifeng was a little surprised.

Abbot Jiang looked at him at the bottom of the mountain and said: "If you want to exchange for the immortal brew in the Spirit Liquid Hall, you need a lot of sect contributions, and with people like you who have never done miscellaneous labor, it is estimated that there is no contribution to accumulate, and it is estimated that you will not be able to get it." ”

Ning Baifeng's eyes widened slightly, and he looked at Abbot Jiang in great surprise, and then gradually relieved.

In the world, you have to pay for the wine, and the inside of the mountain gate is naturally no exception, if you let the disciples of the sect take it at will, no matter how big the mountain gate is, sooner or later it will sit and eat empty.

The contribution of the sect is just a means of restriction.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Abbot Jiang said, "If you want to drink, I can invite you." There are no immortal liquors, but there are still some secular spirits. ”

Ning Baifeng thought for a moment and said, "Can you buy the wine in the Spirit Liquid Hall?"

Abbot Jiang nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Ning Baifeng was relieved.

Now that the wine bug is injured, I don't know how much alcohol I need, but I guess I will have to drink for a long time in the future. Abbot Jiang can ask once or twice, but it is impossible to invite every day.

Since the wine in the Spiritual Liquid Hall can be bought, it will be much easier to do.

Last time in Shangdu City, he sold all the sundries in the mustard seed bag, which was intended to be used for redemption for Yuantai, but in the end he didn't spend it.

At this time, in his mustard seed bag, in addition to books and miscellaneous items, there were only some pebbles, which were already fairy money.

It's not much, but it should be enough.

Ning Baifeng said with a smile: "Then thank you for your kindness first, I still have to buy some, it is impossible to go to your place every day to drink." ”

Abbot Jiang nodded, "Farewell." ”

Before the words fell, the giant sword behind his back suddenly came out of its sheath and hovered sideways.

He was about to jump on the sword body, turned his head and asked, "Why didn't you go to the Sword Pavilion?"

Ning Baifeng looked at the sword and thought to himself that it was really big, and it was okay to lie on it and sleep.

He looked up at the sky and said, "Didn't you go too?" ”

Abbot Jiang sighed, stood beside the sword and was silent for a moment, and said, "How about taking the time to chat?"

Zhenyue Peak occurs

With such a big change, it is estimated that these descendants and disciples are not very comfortable.

Ning Baifeng knew that he had something in his heart, so he nodded, indicating that he could.

Abbot Jiang said: "Okay, you go buy wine first, and I will send the mountain root water essence to Aunt Lin, and then come to you and sit with me." ”

Ning Baifeng looked down at the jar in his hand, "How is Senior Aunt Lin's injury?

Abbot Jiang raised the jar in front of him and said, "The blood refining furnace has ignited the essence blood of Senior Aunt Lin's body, and it has already affected the sea of qi, and the mountain root water spirit should be able to extinguish this blood fire, but it is ...... Since then, Aunt Lin's road has ended here. ”

Ning Baifeng was silent.

Gu Hanying's evil cultivation methods were really vicious.

He thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll accompany you to Master Lin's Cave Mansion." ”

I have known Lin Yuyuan so far, and I have taken care of Ning Baifeng several times, and I should have visited him in the past.

Abbot Jiang shook his head, "Master Feng has already ordered that no one should disturb Aunt Lin's healing, and I am just helping with those things because of my identity as a descendant." ”

Ning Baifeng was helpless and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you here." ”

Abbot Jiang replied.

Jumping on the greatsword, Edgeworth leaves.

Ning Baifeng watched him leave, turned around and walked towards the temple.

The buildings of Zhenyue Peak are very majestic, and the same is true of the hall of the Lingliquid Hall, which is backed by the mountain wall, and the plaque hanging on the lintel, the liquid characters in the three words of the Lingyu Hall are flashing with a different glimmer, which is obviously a Taoist character.

When he entered the hall gate, the sword hanging on his waist made a glimmer of light, and Ning Baifeng entered the hall without hindrance.

Ning Baifeng explained his intention to the deacon in the hall, then gritted his teeth and took out forty Tongbao coins and asked for twenty jars of fire lotus wine.

The deacon looked at Ning Baifeng's painful expression and told him that these wines were all made from the fire lotus outside the hall, and because there were not many people in the mountain who were willing to drink, these fire lotus wines had been kept for hundreds of years, and the price was definitely worth it.

Ning Baifeng didn't speak, thinking to himself whether it was worth it or not.

Spending such a large price to buy this kind of high-grade immortal brew, the purpose is to make the wine worm recover faster, whether the wine is good or not, it all depends on how quickly it recovers from its injuries.

When the deacon led Ning Baifeng to the back of the hall and poured wine in front of him, he felt a little comforted in his heart.

The deacons in the Spirit Liquid Hall are very sincere, not like the profiteers in the wine shop outside the mountain, a jar of wine is not the size of a human head in the market, but close to waist height, if the altar body is a little bigger, it can be regarded as a tank, not an altar.

When the wine is poured, the aroma wafts out.

Ning Baifeng took the wine glass handed by the deacon and drank it in one gulp, immediately swallowing coals.

The deacon looked at Ning Baifeng and was stunned.

Fire lotus wine has always been a fine taste, dare to drink it like this, are you not afraid of being so hot that you can't speak for three days?

A scorching dar dared to enter his throat and then into his abdomen, which suddenly made Ning Baifeng tremble.

However, after this sip of wine was put into the stomach, it was instantly absorbed by the wine worm, and it emitted an even stronger sense of alcoholism.

Ning Baifeng stood still, and waited until the burning sensation in his throat gradually dissipated, and then exhaled the still hot breath, "What a strong wine!"

The deacon was awakened, took the wine glass handed over by Ning Baifeng, and went to pick up another glass of wine.

One cup after another.

After drinking ten cups in a row, the deacons of the entire Spirit Liquid Hall came over to watch and see who was so powerful.

If you drink fire lotus wine as water, you are not afraid of being burned to death?

Ning Baifeng put down his wine glass, and there was a slight flush on his face.

It's not because of the heat, it's because the heat of the wine makes him hot.

The deacons were all amazed.

Everyone thought to themselves, the chief of the sword pool is not only strong in cultivation, but also outrageously strong in drinking.

Abbot Jiang, who came over after delivering the things, stood in the distance and watched this scene, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Soon after, the two figures left the Ichworth Hall.

......

......

At the foot of Zhenyue Peak, there is a thatched hut by the forest stream.

Outside the house, near the stream, there was a straw hut with a furnace and iron felt, like a village blacksmith shop.

Ning Baifeng looked at this scene and felt very kind.

Once upon a time, he was born in such a similar place.

Abbot Jiang held the altar in his left hand and some spiritual fruits in his right hand, and placed it on a stone table made of large stones below.

Abbot Jiang put down the wine jar, looked at Ning Baifeng's still slightly red face, and said, "If I guessed correctly, there is a wine worm in your body." ”

Ning Baifeng's sword eyebrows raised slightly, "How can you see it?"

"Being able to drink ten cups of Fire Lotus Wine at a time without the slightest drunkenness, this kind of alcohol and physique, even the Yang God Realm Martial Arts Grandmaster can't bear it. ”

Abbot Jiang filled the two pottery bowls on the table, handed them to Ning Baifeng, and said, "The only thing that can be explained can only be a spiritual object like a wine worm. As it happens, I know a little bit about it. ”

Compared with the immortal wine of Fire Lotus Wine, these wines of Abbot Jiang lack the rich sense of aura, but the aroma of the wine exuded is much purer.

Ning Baifeng took the wine bowl, took a sip, and asked with a smile, "Could it be that Senior Brother Jiang also has a wine worm in his belly?"

Abbot Jiang shook his head, "No, but I have a younger brother, and he has one." ”

Ning Baifeng's heart suddenly chuckled.

It can't be such a coincidence, right?

He looked at Abbot Jiang carefully again, and asked tentatively, "Senior Brother Jiang's younger brother is also in the mountains?"

Abbot Jiang lifted the wine jar and poured wine, and said, "Not there." My younger brother has a more out-of-the-box temperament, and when he entered the outer door with me, he couldn't stay up in the first year, so he left with a book. Later, it was summoned to me from time to time, saying that he had joined a hidden sect, and it happened to be a person who liked to drink and practice swords, which was very much in line with his heart. ”

Ning Baifeng slowly put down the wine bowl and asked, "Senior Brother Jiang, is this younger brother called Jiang Tianci?"

Abbot Jiang stopped pouring wine and was stunned for a moment, "How do you know?"

Ning Baifeng stared at Abbot Jiang's face and was silent.

The bearded man who met in the Tianjian Gorge never thought that there would be such an intersection today.

It's just that this kind of intersection makes people feel heavy.

Abbot Jiang asked in a deep voice, "Have you seen him?" Do you know where he went?"

Ning Baifeng nodded, then shook his head again.

Abbot Jiang's thick brows furrowed, and the stream outside the stone table instantly sank half a foot.

"I did see a man named Jiang Tianci, who is very similar to you. ”

Ning Baifeng was not affected, and said: "It's just that they parted ways because of an accident later, and I don't know where it went. ”

Hearing this, Abbot Jiang immediately retracted his momentum, "If you have something to say in the future, nodding and shaking your head, it is easy for people to misunderstand." ”

Abbot Jiang picked up the bowl and laughed softly: "It seems that we really have some fate, since we met, tell me how that kid is doing, so that I can feel at ease." ”

Ning Baifeng's face was slightly gloomy, and he was silent for a long time, and told the things in the Heavenly Sword Gorge and Sword Valley in detail.

When Ning Baifeng's last sentence was finished, a heavy aura instantly raged in the forest.

The stone table made of boulders in front of the two of them immediately fell apart, and the drinks on the table were scattered in all directions.

The stream next to it is directly intercepted, and the fallen leaves in the forest are like rain.