Everyone looked at Mu Xiaofeng with disdain.

Mu Xiaofeng is not a fool, of course he found that everyone looked down on him. However, he doesn't care what others think of him, he lives his own life, so why should he care about what others think of him?

His attention was quickly drawn to the inside of the tavern.

Through the tavern curtain, he saw that the tavern was actually selling alcohol.

And the wine seems to be quite sought-after.

So what is it about wine that has such an appeal? Why are so many infant monks queuing up to buy it?

Mu Xiaofeng immediately carried forward the style of shameless questioning, threw the fruit wine in his hand back into the system space, and he lined up in the line, behind the white-haired Yuanying monk just now: "Big brother, what kind of wine is sold here, it seems to be delicious." ”

The white-haired monk looked back and was a little surprised: "You don't know what kind of wine is sold here? What line do you line up? Where did you come from?"

"I'm from the Eastern Tang Dynasty!"

"What?"

"Well, I'm from Yunzhou. ”

"Oh, it turned out to be from the countryside of Yunzhou, no wonder I don't know what kind of wine is sold here. The wine bought here is called Qi Teng Wine, and drinking a sip of Qi Teng Wine can resist the green poison miasma of Qi Teng Mountain for a day. ”

Chiteng wine?

Chitengshan?

Green miasma?

What the hell is this?

Mu Xiaofeng was forced for a while.

"Little brother, what's your name? Qiteng Mountain is not a place where the foundation building monks can go. You still have to cultivate hard and raise your level. The white-haired infant monk kindly persuaded.

"My name is Mu Xiaofeng. Thank you for your kind words and reminders. What is that place?"

"No, do you see, the blue mountain in front of you is Qiteng Mountain. Mount Chiteng is a large mountain range that stretches for millions of miles. Qiteng Mountain is perennially permeated with a green poisonous miasma. ”

"Green miasma is a poisonous miasma, and only by drinking Qiteng wine can you resist the attack of green miasma for a long time. ”

"There are fierce demon beasts in Qiteng Mountain, of course, there are also cherished medicinal materials, and if you are lucky, you can get other treasures. It was a good place for monks and monks above the Yuan Infant to hunt. If you go to Yudan and below, you will die and die. ”

"It turned out to be a place to fight monsters. Mu Xiaofeng muttered, and asked, "Can only Qi Teng Wine resist the green poison miasma of Qi Teng Mountain?"

"Of course not, you can also consume your own true yuan to resist the green poisonous miasma of Qi Teng Mountain, but how long can your true yuan resist? Sooner or later, there will be a time when the true yuan will be exhausted. The most cost-effective thing is, of course, to buy Chi Teng sake. ”

"I see, thank you big brother for telling me. Big brother is such a good guy. Mu Xiaofeng immediately issued a good person card to the white-haired monk.

Seeing Mu Xiaofeng saying that he was a good person, the white-haired infant monk smiled, very happy, and said, "Little brother, this tavern is opened by Purple Heart Villa. Chiteng wine is a product of Purple Heart Villa, and only Purple Heart Villa has a brewing method, so the price is not too cheap. But compared to consuming true yuan to resist miasma, everyone is willing to spend this amount of money. ”

It turned out to be someone's monopoly product, no wonder so many people lined up to buy it, no wonder this Purple Heart Villa dared to be so arrogant to name the store as a love and drink restaurant.

However, Mu Xiaofeng is planning to go to Qiteng Mountain to fight monsters and upgrade or something.

I haven't been promoted in a whole year.

It's like a man hasn't been like that for a whole year, who can stand it?

"Mu Xiaofeng, I've told you so much, why are you still behind me?" asked the white-haired infant monk.

"Big brother, I'm actually here, I plan to buy some Qiteng wine and try my luck at Qiteng Mountain. ”

"Wow!" the white-haired infant monk gasped, "Are you really sure you want to go to Qiteng Mountain?"

"That's right!" Mu Xiaofeng said.

The white-haired Yuanying monk was a little speechless, this person is not stupid, the little foundation building is at the ninth level, and he also wants to go to Qiteng Mountain, this guy has a wood problem, right?

At this time, the people in the front and back teams also discussed and ridiculed: "Zhuji wants to go to Qiteng Mountain, it's like a meat bun beating a dog, and there is no return." ”

"Who says no, the most important thing to be a man is to see his own strength, and being a man is important to have self-knowledge!"

"A person who can't even see his own strength clearly can't go far on the road of cultivating the truth. ”

Mu Xiaofeng didn't pay attention to the ridicule of these people, he patiently lined up.

Rumble.

Boom.

Suddenly there was a sonic boom in the sky, and a fat-headed monk with big ears flew down from the sky and landed outside the tavern, shaking the dust and causing everyone to be immediately surprised, but no one dared to say a word, not even a mouthful.

The one who came seemed to be a powerful guy.

Mu Xiaofeng glanced at the fat pig, hey, the infant monk, the absolute is the infant monk.

No way.

This is the first time Lao Tzu has seen an infant monk, who is as fat as a pig.

After this guy fell, he directly deliberately bumped into the two Yuanying monks in line, walked to the front of the line, opened the curtain, and walked straight into the tavern.

Hold the grass.

This guy cut in line, wow.

Why didn't anyone go up and administer justice?

Why didn't anyone go up and beat that fat pig?

Why don't the people in the tavern care wow?

What's more, Lao Tzu just saw the beautiful mood of people and gave you a whole thing!

What's more, Lao Tzu's mood is not beautiful now.

Damn, dead fat pig, don't fall into the hands of Lao Tzu in the future.

Mu Xiaofeng is wild grass in his heart. Of course, he can only vent in his heart, he can't do the infant monk now, and of course he won't rush up and beat people stupidly.

After a while, the fat pig came out of the tavern with a satisfied smile, and he had already cut the line to buy the strange vine wine. After he walked out of the tavern, he flew into the sky, arrogantly pulled the sonic boom, and flew in the direction of Qiteng Mountain, and after a while, he disappeared.

After the fat pig left, the mood recovered.

Only then did someone dare to discuss: "Lei Yunhe's cultivation is getting higher and higher, this time, I don't seem to be able to see what level he is!"

"Hmph, he is a person like him, a pig and a dog are not as good, if it weren't for my low level, I would have stepped forward to kill him a long time ago. ”

"Shhhh

So the conversation diverged.

Mu Xiaofeng was very curious, is that fat pig called Lei Yunhe? This name is good, and he has the same surname as his master! But he is fat like that, it is better to be a pig and a dog for hair?

At this time, the white-haired infant monk took the initiative to transmit a voice to him and said, "Mu Xiaofeng, if you encounter a thundercloud crane in the future, you should stay away." That guy is a beast like a pig or a dog. I love to kill innocents indiscriminately. And he likes to pick the girl Yuan Yin the most, and he is an out-and-out flower thief. If it weren't for his cultivation being too high, he would have been hacked to death by the big guy with a chaotic sword. ”

No way.

It turned out to be a flower thief.

No wonder these monks hate this bastard, turtle egg, peacock egg, and egg to the bone. It seems that these monks have a narrow heart. I'm wooden, admire and admire.

Hmph, Lei Yunhe, don't fall into the hands of Lao Tzu, otherwise, I, Mu Xiaofeng, will definitely make you regret coming to this world.

"Big brother, you told me so much news, it's so good to me. I don't know my eldest brother's name?" asked Mu Xiaofeng.

"Hehe, what kind of surname is not respectful, my name is Ji Liangchuan. You can just call me Brother Liangchuan. ”

"Okay, Brother Ryokawa. How do you sell the strange vine wine in this tavern?"

"One million spirit stones and one altar. One jar can be used for about a month. ”

"A million spirit stones and an altar, so expensive?"

"Yes. But it can't be helped. Only Purple Heart Villa can brew. ”

The two chatted, and after a while, they lined up into the tavern.

In the tavern, there were some tables on which some monks were drinking, and all of them were Yuanying monks. Of course, Mu Xiaofeng and Ji Liangchuan were still in line.

Finally lined up at the counter. The bartender at the counter is also a Yuanying monk, and his rank is Yuanying first.

However, this guy has a fierce face, and there is a deep scar on the corner of his mouth, and the opposite side is not good, which makes people look very uncomfortable.

Depend on.

Just one look at this guy makes the desire to drink all gone.

What's going on in this tavern, why don't you send a beautiful and beautiful chick to sell wine, do you understand marketing?

Uh, but, there's no need for marketing here, people are monopolies, and there is a steady stream of people queuing up to buy wow.

"Buy three jars of Qiteng wine!" At this time, Ji Liangchuan said to the bartender.

The bartender bent down and took three jars of Qiteng wine from the counter: "Three million spirit stones." ”

Ji Liangchuan immediately took out a storage bag and handed it to the bartender, which contained three million spirit stones.

The bartender took the storage bag, penetrated into the storage bag, quickly counted it, and then poured three million spirit stones into his storage bag, and pushed the empty storage bag and three jars of wine to Ji Liangchuan.

Ji Liangchuan put away the storage bag, put the three jars of wine into the storage bag, thought for a while, and said to Mu Xiaofeng with some hesitation: "Mu Xiaofeng, do you want me to buy a jar for you?"

Mu Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "No." I'm ready to have money. ”

From Ji Liangchuan's somewhat reluctant tone, Mu Xiaofeng could see that he was not rich.

Although he rejected Ji Liangchuan, he was still very moved in his heart, a person who met in Pingshui and was not very rich was willing to spend a million spirit stones to buy altar wine for himself, this affection was already rare.

Mu Xiaofeng kept this love in his heart.

Ji Liangchuan smiled slightly, didn't say anything, gave up his position to Mu Xiaofeng, and stood aside and waited for Mu Xiaofeng.

Mu Xiaofeng finally lined up at the counter.

The bartender was obviously stunned when he saw that Mu Xiaofeng was a ninth-level foundation building monk, and then a look of contempt and disgust appeared on his face, and asked, "What do you want to buy?"

What to buy?

Isn't this nonsense?

Lao Tzu lined up for half a day, of course, to buy wine.

"Bring me three bottles of Moutai!"

"What?" asked the bartender, with a fierce face.

"Forget it, I told you that you don't understand. Bring me three jars of strange vine wine. ”

Boom.

Three jars of Qiteng wine were placed on the table with a fire aura.

"Give, three jars of strange vine wine. The bartender said in a sinister tone.

Damn, bartender, can you receive money for this service? You look like such a fierce fork, does Lao Tzu owe you money? Or last night, you were stabbed in the chrysanthemum?