Luoyang is the ancient city of the Central Plains, named because it is located in the Yang of the Luohe River, there are more emperors since ancient times, it has existed since the Xia and Shang periods, a total of thirteen dynasties built their capitals here, so it is called the ancient capital of thirteen dynasties.

A city with such an ancient history naturally has a lot of background in the cultivation realm.

In ancient times, many people who cultivated the truth went down the mountain to assist the Ming Lord and do the things of supporting the dragon, and this Luoyang also left Lu Dongbin, Jiutian Xuannu, and Liu Jinchan...... and many other legends of immortals.

Ye Zhou rode in the streets and alleys.

I saw that with the changes of the humanitarian era, this ancient city is also full of the breath of the times and glows with new vitality, but it has also lost a lot of heritage.

Although there are still many monuments preserved, there are very few ancient vicissitudes of life.

Huaxia has experienced many disasters and has lost too many things, both good and bad.

"I hope the place where the address is located can surprise me a little!" Ye Zhou thought so, speeding through the road of traffic and only heading towards his destination.

No. 49 Jiuzhou Avenue in Luoyang Old Town!

He rode his bicycle to turn east and west, quite nimbly, and soon entered an ancient street with a lot of people.

Ye Zhou followed the address to find it, but he didn't find the stronghold of the Great Dao Forum.

Just because the location of "No. 49 Kyushu Avenue" on this address turned out to be a small bar, with a sign hanging on it, and only two words were written, "Du Kang"!

The big characters seem to be written by a brush, which is full of antiquity, but it really doesn't look like the name of a bar.

But since it is a bar, it naturally does not open in broad daylight, and the door is closed.

Seeing that the address was correct, Ye Zhou had no choice but to stop, find a teahouse to sit and drink tea slowly, quietly observing the movements of this Du Kang bar.

Fortunately, he didn't have to wait long, and as soon as it was dark, the door of the bar was opened, and to his surprise, the owner turned out to be a young man with a rather tender face.

But Ye Zhou's eyes stared, and he felt that this person was not simple.

Although the shopkeeper was not very old, his face was calm, and there was a vicissitudes of life in his eyes, showing extraordinary sophistication.

The décor of this bar is very ordinary, simple, without superfluous decorations, it looks very deserted, and there are not many customers coming to the door.

The shopkeeper was not in a hurry, he didn't want to do business at all, and he had an attitude of resignation and indifference.

Seeing this, Ye Zhou became more and more convinced that there was something strange in this bar, but from the shopkeeper, he didn't notice the fluctuation of the true yuan, whether it was a cultivator or not, he had to take a look again.

After waiting for more than half an hour, his eyes moved, and he suddenly saw an expensive luxury car parked not far away, and a rich middle-aged man walked out of the back seat of the car, looking quite elegant, with a string of densely patterned prayer beads in his hand.

Ye Zhou's eyes burst into a faint light, staring at the rosary from afar, only to see that there were one hundred and eight rosary beads, no more, no less, each rosary was densely covered with mysterious patterns, not like artificially carved, like a natural generation, faintly revealing a Buddhist rhyme Zen, it was actually the treasure of Tibet.

The man seemed to have a goal in mind, and pushed the door straight into the bar.

Peculiarly, the man just ordered a glass of wine and sat there without any other movements, leaving his driver outside, as if waiting quietly for something.

If it weren't for the faint true element fluctuation that Ye Zhou felt on him, maybe he really thought he was an ordinary person.

Ye Zhou's spiritual eyes observed and found that this person was only in the early stage of a real person, and he couldn't compare to himself, only about the same as Li Wen and Lu Huanzhen.

But the string of prayer beads in his hand is very extraordinary, and the spirit is rich, compared to the many magic weapons that Ye Zhou has seen before, this rosary is probably only under the soul refining gourd.

Immediately after that, people came in one after another.

The cold bar was also lively, but most of them were ordinary people, and the void faintly exuded the fluctuations of the true element, mixed with the atmosphere of mortals, and it was not clear the specific location of the owner of the true yuan.

"It looks like I'm going to go in and have a look!" Ye Zhou said secretly, pretending to be an ordinary person, pushing the door and walking in.

As soon as he took the first step into the tavern, he noticed that several eyes fell on him in an instant, but then he turned away without interest.

Ye Zhou frowned, and found that the owners of these gazes were all true cultivators, there were six people in total, four of them were cultivators in the early stage of real people, and two of them were only refining true yuan, and they had not officially broken through to the real person realm.

In the early realm of real people, one is a rich middle-aged man I saw before, one is a white-collar girl in uniform, one looks like a rustic old man like a peasant in the countryside, and the last one is a one-armed disabled person with a bulging waist and doesn't know what to hide.

The other two cultivators who only refined the true yuan came together, and they looked very similar, a pair of twin men, around thirty years old.

Ye Zhou is already in the middle stage of a real person, and his cultivation is the highest on the field, and the control of the nine-character true recipe for the true yuan is even more unthinkable to others.

Mentally calculated or unintentional, under his deliberate restraint aura, these people also discovered his identity at all.

"Boss, what kind of wine is here?" Ye Zhou walked to the bar and said lightly, his eyes only staring at the shopkeeper.

It is no coincidence that so many cultivators have gathered.

He became more and more convinced that he was not in the wrong place, but he was just not allowed to enter for a while.

"There is only one kind of wine here, and it is called Du Kang Wine! A thousand yuan a cup, and one person is limited to one glass!" the shopkeeper said with a flat expression, not seeing anything unusual, and not at all showing any enthusiasm for entertaining people.

"There is only one kind of wine that dares to open a bar! What kind of wine is this, and it can be drunk to such an extent?" Ye Zhou was not only surprised, but also aroused a strong curiosity.

Du Kangke is the ancestor of winemaking in Chinese mythology, known as the wine saint.

This wine dares to call that name!

This bar is getting more and more out of the ordinary.

He had a faint premonition in his heart, maybe there would be unexpected gains on this trip!

Ye Zhou paid decisively and sat in front of the bar and waited.

The shopkeeper then began to mix the bart, in a gentle posture with an indescribable beauty.

A glass of wine as clear as water was quickly placed in front of him, clear and translucent, like a calm lake, without the slightest ripple, which made people feel calm.

The faint aroma of wine emanates, and the smell is refreshing.

Originally, these words were a bit exaggerated, but after smelling this wine, Ye Zhou knew that these adjectives were not false at all, and it was the same as Li Wen's tea, there was really wine in this world that could reach such a state.

But although Li Wen's tea is good, compared with this wine, it still lacks a kind of immortality.

"This wine is not ordinary!" Ye Zhou thought secretly, becoming more and more convinced that this shopkeeper was probably also a cultivator, but for some reason he couldn't see the cultivation.

This made Ye Zhou very curious, there were only two possibilities, one was that the shopkeeper's cultivation was higher than him, and the other was that the shopkeeper had a hidden cultivation method.

Either way, it means that this person is not simple.

At this time, not only was he secretly observing, but there were also several hidden eyes intertwining back and forth around him, as if he was looking at others.

When their eyes met, they looked away one by one, pretending to be nothing.

For the small actions of these cultivators, those mortals were still taking small sips of the wine in their cups as if they were unaware.

Every time they took a sip, they showed a look of enjoyment on their faces, as if they were drinking some kind of elixir and jade liquid, and they were cautious, and they didn't dare to drink too much in one sip.

They can find this remote shop, they are also regular customers, they all seem to understand the rules here, one person can only have one glass, after drinking the wine in the cup, they greeted the owner familiarly, and left one by one.

Seeing this, Ye Zhou's heart was also full of curiosity, and he didn't know what the taste of this wine was.

He took a small sip and felt a clear spring run down his throat, first cold, then hot, then warm...... Sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, salty......

A thousand flavors, all at once, come to mind, and the aftertaste is endless.

Even he noticed that his true yuan had increased a little, although it was only a trace, but it was also extraordinary.

"This wine really can't be brewed by ordinary people!" Ye Zhou thought secretly.

This Du Kang has great stamina, just a sip, there is a drunken meaning.

Ye Zhou took a small sip, peeked at the others, and found that those cultivators also knew the beauty of this wine, and drank it comfortably and carefully.

The time passed gradually, and soon it was midnight, and the noisy streets were calm again.

While everyone was tasting the contents of the cup, a crisp bell rang silently, not loud, as if it was coming from a distance, but it was clear in the ears, with a peculiar melody, unconsciously hooking people's hearts.

Ye Zhou suddenly felt his mind dizzy for a while, his consciousness was confused, and he was about to fall into the darkness in the next moment.

Airplanes!

The true element in the body fluctuated for a while, which seemed to trigger instinct, and instantly gushed out and ran a Zhou Tian Great Cycle flowing through the brain.

Ye Zhou shuddered, instantly regained his clarity, and an invisible force that invaded his body was expelled.

"It's not right!" he opened his eyes and looked around, seeing a rather strange scene.

I saw the people in the bar staggering to their feet one by one, their eyes glazed, as if they had lost their souls, and walked outside the bar under the urging of the bell, scattered and left, and soon disappeared.

"What is the situation?" Ye Zhou's eyes couldn't help but become vigilant.

"Phew!" the rich middle-aged man was about to walk out of the door of the bar, and suddenly his face burst into a fierce snort, and he suddenly woke up and looked around in disbelief.

Immediately after that, three more woke up.

Ye Zhou found that these people were the cultivators he had observed before.

Dada!

Footsteps rang out.

Ye Zhou followed the prestige, and saw the bar owner walking over with a flat face, holding a small purple and gold bell in his hand, shaking it non-stop, and the breathtaking bell came from it.

The shopkeeper glanced at Ye Zhou deeply, glanced at everyone, and slowly spoke.

"Everyone who can get rid of the control of the Lost Soul Bell is obviously a cultivator! In this way, you have also passed the test of the first level!"