() Drunken Dream Building.

The whole building is full of wine.

After coming here, An Shiqing heard many people say that after eating here, people will see the person they think about when they are drunk and dreaming of death.

Last time, she was drunk and dreamed of the emperor.

Is the emperor the person she thinks of?

It's ridiculous.

Before pouring wine for An Shiqing, Zhu Zhihua smiled very pleasantly and discussed with her:

"County Lord, if there is anything interesting in the future, take me one. ”

An Shiqing looked at him with strange eyes, and instead turned his gaze to the wine jug in his hand.

Seeing her reach over to grab the wine jug, Zhu Zhihua deftly raised her hand to dodge.

An Shiqing withdrew his hand and sighed helplessly.

"They all guessed that your true cultivation was in the True God Realm. I underestimated you so much at first. I guess you at least have the cultivation of the spirit god realm. Ordinary cultivators who spend decades and hundreds of years may not have such cultivation as you.

You have such a high level of cultivation, and you disdain to play with people who are lower than you. But since you have hidden your true cultivation, you should also put away your high posture and mingle with others.

Most of the disciples in Qingtai are the descendants of the sect like you. When it comes to identity, no one is more noble than anyone else. In fact, everyone is the same, but there are high and low levels of cultivation. But just because you're better than everyone else doesn't mean you look down on them.

I'm trying to fit in with them. If I always hold the shelf of the lord and the strong, no one will want to play with me. If you want to have fun and have a good time, I suggest you still deal with the usual noisy guys. ”

"Is the county lord teaching me how to make friends, but I don't want friends. I just want the county lord to think of me when he does something. I know that there is nothing in this world that can be difficult to live in the county lord, and I still hope I can help you. ”

While speaking, Zhu Zhihua poured An Shiqing a glass of wine.

An Shiqing picked up the wine glass and looked at him suspiciously, "I found that you seem to have an inexplicable complex for me." ”

Zhu Zhihua was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing: "Don't misunderstand, the county lord. In today's world, the strong are respected. The county lord is gifted and cultivated. Everyone respects the county lord, this is nature. The elders often use you as an example to inspire us juniors who do not want to make progress. So, in our generation, which one does not have a special complex for the county lord. The county lord is the mountain we yearn for. ”

"Then you're really lifting me up. An Shiqing took a sip of the sake in the cup and couldn't help but be stunned, "This wine doesn't seem to be as strong as the first time I drank it." ”

Zhu Zhihua said: "This is mixed with spiritual spring water. ”

An Shiqing was dissatisfied: "Who asked you to give me the wine mixed with water." ”

Zhu Zhihua was helpless, "Aren't you afraid of getting drunk again?" ”

"Go, go, go. ”

An Shiqing has never been good at eating and drinking, but after coming to Yanyang City, he has a soft spot for the drunken life and death in this drunken dream building, and there is a reason for that.

She found that the wine in this building was particularly energetic, and what was even more strange was that the people who drank it not only could not dissolve its alcohol power with spiritual power, but the more it dissolved, the stronger the alcohol power it produced in the human body.

An Shiqing's discovery is unknown.

Zhu Zhihua brought the drunken dream of death without water.

And bring one person—

The city guard of Yanyang City, the wild law.

Zhu Zhihua looked unhappy, obviously not very welcoming to Yelu. ：

Ignoring his countenance, Yelu entered the private room, found a place, and sat down half-lying and half-leaning.

"County Lord, let's meet again. ”

An Shiqing smiled: "The little tiger of the Wild Law City Lord is well raised. ”

Yelu was slightly stunned, then laughed, and calmly accepted her ridicule.

The White Emperor Tiger is the king of beasts, and a tiger roar shocks all directions.

There will only be one White Emperor Tiger in the world. As long as the White Emperor Tiger does not die, the next White Emperor Tiger will not be born.

Such a majestic king of beasts is said to be a little tiger, and if Yelu's temper is more fragile, he is afraid that he will scratch the wall after hearing such a derogatory.

Yelu said to Zhu Zhihua: "Why hasn't your father been out of the customs yet? ”

Hearing him say this, Zhu Zhihua was a little anxious, and in a panic, she almost spilled the wine in the pot.

He glanced at An Shiqing, and then turned to Ye Lu fiercely: "What you say is really strange, what is my father hiding from the county lord!"

"That's right, I wish the sect master what to hide from me. An Shiqing picked up the wine poured by Zhu Zhihua and handed it to his nose to sniff deeply.

The aroma of wine passes through the nasal cavity and instantly pours into the limbs, making people can't help but smoke, as if they are on top of floating clouds.

And so it was. An Shiqing smiled and put down the wine glass, "I will definitely bring some drunken dreams back." ”

Zhu Zhihua and Yelu glanced at each other.

"Sure enough?" Ye Lu repeated what An Shiqing had just said in a questioning manner, and then asked, "Why, how is this?"

An Shiqing looked at them in surprise, "You have been in Yanyang City for so long, and I see that you are often hanging out here, haven't you found the true wonder of drunken life and dreaming of death?"

Yelu only knows that drunken dreams and deaths after mixing water are good wine.

On that day, An Shiqing and others were brought to the Drunken Dream Building, and entertained them with drunken dreams that had not been mixed with water, but he just wanted to tease them.

Unexpectedly, his prank actually made An Shiqing discover the wonder of drunken dreams and death.

Yelu asked again: "This drunken dream of death, in addition to being able to make people drunk and dream of death, what is the wonderful?"

An Shiqing pushed the wine in the cup to him, "You taste." Delicate product. ”

Yelu was a little unconvinced, and really went to take the glass of wine.

However, when the glass touched his lips, he hesitated.

Seeing that An Shiqing didn't look like a joke, he drank the wine in the cup with confidence.

Then, before he could taste it, he fell drunk, plopped up, and fell to the ground on his back.

"Hahaha-" Seeing his embarrassed appearance after being drunk, Zhu Zhihua laughed uncontrollably.

If he gets drunk, Yelu will also laugh at him very shamelessly.

Zhu Zhihua asked An Shiqing: "County Lord, what is the wonder of this drunken dream that has not been mixed with water?"

Even if a thousand cups are not poured, when they come to the drunken dream building to eat a glass of wine that is not mixed with water, it is also a cup of pouring.

It doesn't matter how much you have.

——These are the signature words that the second child of the drunken dream building often hangs on his lips.

An Shiqing raised his hand and pointed to the wine glass full of drunken dreams, "The magic is the power of wine in this drunken dream." The power of this wine will flow to the body with the operation of the body's spiritual power. Even if you smell the wine, it will be affected by the power of the wine. The more advanced the cultivation, and the stronger the perception of the spiritual element of heaven and earth, the faster they get drunk. ”

"Hey, what did I think. Zhu Zhihua obviously knew this.

"You didn't get the point I wanted to say-" An Shiqing picked up the small wine glass, "I said that the drunken power of life and death will flow to the body with the operation of the body's spiritual power." Let me ask you, when do you feel the spiritual power running through your body, and when do you feel the flow of spiritual energy in your body?"

"Many times, I can feel the spiritual power in my body running, such as when casting spells, when incorporating heaven and earth spirit elements. But only when I break through the realm and comprehend enlightenment, can I feel the flow of spiritual power in my body..."Zhu Zhihua is really a smart person who is a little bit clear, and after gradually realizing the relationship between drunken life, dreams and death and spiritual power, I can't help but widen my eyes. "Are you saying that this drunken and dreamy alcohol can help people break through the meridians of the human body, and can... Can you help people practice!?"

An Shiqing was noncommittal.

Cultivators can almost all perceive the spiritual elements of heaven and earth. After incorporating the Heaven and Earth Spirit Yuan into the body, there are very few people who can flexibly and efficiently process them into their own power. Because many people practice and just blindly incorporate the Heaven and Earth Spirit Yuan, but it is not that the more Heaven and Earth Spirit Yuan they incorporate, the higher their cultivation will be.

Those who practice have eight veins and twelve meridians. The spiritual power integrated into these meridians is the spiritual power that truly belongs to oneself. If you want to integrate as much of the perceived heaven and earth spirit elements into the eight veins and twelve meridians as possible, this is the real cultivation lesson. It is precisely because many people who do this subject well enough that they are unable to improve their cultivation for a long time.

There is a lot of knowledge in this course.

Understanding one's ability to integrate one's own meridians is one of the courses.

Many people's practice stops there.

Let's say, Josson.

His condition is much more serious than the others.

The meridians in his body were misplaced, and there were a few more meridians than ordinary people. Although he could clearly feel the existence of the Heaven and Earth Spirit Yuan, he could not open his own meridians and the ability to integrate the Heaven and Earth Spirit Yuan no matter what.

Because, he can't feel his own meridian problems.

A normal person's cultivation method will not work with him.

And the drunken power implied in the drunken dream of death without water in this drunken dream building can collude with the meridians and help him break through the obstacles he encounters.

"County Lord, can you think about me as much as you think about the little sixth master in the future?" Zhu Zhihua said with lowered eyes.

"What do you have to worry about. An Shiqing thought it was funny.

Zhu Zhihua was a little gloomy.

Yelu gets drunk fast and wakes up quickly.

He got up, found himself drunk on the floor, and began to count the flowers:

"Okay, you Huahua, I'll be your master anyway, that's how you treat the teacher!!The teacher is drunk, and you let the teacher sleep on the ground!?"

Zhu Zhihua said as if ignoring him: "You are the one who wants to drink that glass of wine, what does it matter to me." ”

Ye Lu pressed his head, supported his waist, and suddenly looked out the window, smiling as if he had a feeling.

"Your dad seems to be out of the customs. I'm going to bring him. ”

This city keeper is really a dog, and he can smell the smell of the sect master from so far away.

What's more, this is still in the restaurant.

He had just had a glass of wine.

His sense of smell was not affected by this.

Not long after, Yelu came with Zhu Changhong.

I wish the sect master is still the same, wearing a simple silver mask, and not showing his true face.

When he came in, An Shiqing waved his hand at him, which was regarded as a greeting.

Zhu Zhihua glanced at him and ignored him.

He didn't like his dad very much.

It doesn't feel biological.

Zhu Changhong came in, no one paid attention to it, and was forcibly pressed next to An Shiqing by Yelu.

Ye Lu said: "The county lord may not know that our Zhu sect master has three hobbies in his life. ”

An Shiqing smiled: "Retreat, retreat, retreat." ”

"Hahaha!" Ye Lu found that our county lord was also really good at laughing, and he added some ingredients on the basis of An Shiqing's joke, "I wish the sect master three hobbies - retreat while taking a bath, retreat while drinking, and retreat while bathing and drinking." ”

He added: "But he never drank with others. The rules in this drunken dream building are useless to him. He was the only one who had the permission of the shopkeeper of the Drunken Dream Building to take the drunken Dream Death out of the building. ”

An Shiqing stared at the sake in the cup and said, "If you want to sneak the wine out of this drunken dream building, there is a way." ”

"Then you may not know again, Xiao Er in the Drunken Dream Building, that guy is smarter than my nose. Did you steal wine, he could smell it before you even stepped out of the building? ”

Zhu Zhihua looked at Zhu Changhong and couldn't help but say, "Have you seen my mother?"

Zhu Changhong glanced at him and did not speak.

Zhu Zhihua was a little angry, "How can there be a ruthless husband like you in this world!"

"How can the Sect Master be a ruthless person. An Shiqing retorted to him, "I wish the sect master to rescue the trapped young disciples of Xiaojun Mountain, and also lend me a cloak to wear." I still have a good impression of him. The tenderness in his bones may be less, and he is by no means the ruthless person you said. If he is ruthless, he will inform your mother about your grandparents as soon as possible. Probably, he didn't know what to say. ”

"My grandparents?" Zhu Zhihua didn't quite understand.

An Shiqing smiled, "Your father is the master of a family, how can he tolerate his father-in-law and mother-in-law being manipulated by others." However, over the years, he has not taken any measures against the Jiang family, which can only show one thing - your grandparents are long gone. ”

"Hmm..." Zhu Changhong didn't look at Zhu Zhihua, but said to him, "Your grandmother-in-law, as early as when your mother got married, she cut herself. ”

"When your father didn't go to greet his relatives, it is very likely that he took advantage of the Jiang family's attention to the sedan chair to rescue your grandparents. ”

Zhu Changhong did not deny An Shiqing's words.

Zhu Zhihua became more and more surprised, "No... It's impossible, all these years, my mother and I have been talking to my grandparents through Jiang's water mirror..."

This time, An Shiqing stopped talking.

Hearing that she was silent, Zhu Changhong couldn't help but look at her.

An Shiqing motioned with his eyes for him to explain to his son in person.

Yelu leaned over and naturally put his burden on Zhu Changhong's shoulder, but was forced to retreat by Zhu Changhong's eyes.

Then, Zhu Changhong looked out the window and said to Zhu Zhihua, who was waiting for him to explain:

"The water mirror was made by Jiang's hands and feet, and later I made hands and feet on Jiang's water mirror. ”

This is really concise and to the point, but it is incomprehensible.

An Shiqing said: "Your father didn't poke it before, because he wanted your mother to keep her thoughts about her parents." He should know that as long as your grandparents are trapped in the Jiang clan for a day, you will try to rescue them no matter what, so he will break your thoughts, so he has done his hand to the Jiang clan's water mirror twice before and after. ”

Zhu Changhong: "Hmm. The first time, I missed. The water mirror is broken. The second time, the water mirror was completely broken. ”

Yelu looked at An Shiqing incredulously.

He patted Zhu Changhong, "Zhu Sect Master, I thought I was the person who knew you best in this world." I didn't expect anyone to know you better than I do. ”

Hearing him say this, An Shiqing also felt strange, "How did I become like a roundworm in the stomach of the sect master." ”