The man in black looked to be in his fifties, his two sword eyebrows were twisted together, and the water chestnuts on his face were like knife cuts.

Just as Junci looked at the man in black with interest, the man in black was extremely depressed, and the white one-piece cloak tightly covered Junci's eyes, and he could only see the corners of Junci's lips with a playful smile and the bridge of his nose, and he couldn't even see the whole picture.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and the old man in black couldn't help but ask Junci for his question: "Everyone is from the Immortal Dao, why did Brother Dao become a thief of chickens and dogs?"

Jun Ci sneered: "You are not the same as the royal family caretaker, everyone is each other. ”

The old man in black was furious when he heard Jun Ci's teasing words, but he still had a little scruple about Jun Ci's origin, took two deep breaths hard, calmed down the anger in his heart and continued: "If Brother Dao likes fine wine, as long as he tells the emperor, he can have as much as he wants, so why do you have to make this decision?"

For the sake of the black-clothed man's bitter persuasion, Jun Ci didn't make fun of the other party again, and said, "Didn't I tell the Tang Emperor that you can still get fine wine?

From the fight to the present, the man in black has always focused on Junci. Hearing Junci's words, the man in black suddenly found that all the fine wines in the entire wine cellar that were more than 100 years old had been looted by Junci, and he couldn't help but gasp.

Taking advantage of the moment when the black-clothed people were distracted, Junci rose into the air like lightning and rushed straight towards the black-clothed man, and at the same time, his hands condensed two compressed wind blades, condensing but not emitting.

When the man in black came back to his senses, it was too late to react, so he hastily pulled out a blue water curtain in front of him.

Seeing that the cyan wind blade was about to hit the light mask in the next second, the forehead of the man in black was tense and a layer of fine sweat beads were squeezed out in an instant, and the two hands that were holding up the light mask were also bruised due to excessive force.

Junci, who landed in a parabola in the air, looked at the man in black who was waiting for him, and a wicked smile suddenly appeared on his cold face.

With a strong grip of both hands, Jun Ci shook the cyan wind blade on both hands. At the moment when he was about to collide with the blue light mask, Junci transformed into an invisible breeze and passed through the sides of the black-clothed man's body.

The man in black, who was too late to change his tactics by Junci's dark Chen Cang, turned to look at the empty Yongdao, and said to himself bitterly: "Qingfeng Dun, the most difficult to cultivate in the Five Elements Escape Method, it seems that this Daoist friend has shown mercy to me." I'm just a casual cultivator, and I've done my best. With a sigh, the man in black was in no mood to care about anything else, his body shook twice, and he disappeared into the void, leaving only the broken bricks and tiles on the ground and the few wine jars that had been looted by Junci.

The day after Junci left the Treasure Pavilion, two explosive incidents were rumored among the people of the imperial capital, and they were out of control. For a long time, these two things were talked about as a pre-dinner conversation among ordinary people.

One of the things is naturally that Concubine Li's younger brother was smashed with a piece of wood on the side of the road and became an idiot, unable to take care of himself, and all the famous doctors in the capital were helpless after diagnosis. The other thing was that the old wine stored in the treasury was looted overnight, so that for months afterwards, the royal family could not hold a slightly larger banquet.

The most puzzling thing is that the Tang Emperor did not pursue the initiator of these two things, the man in white, and even dismissed two first-class officials who asked to be traced to the end.

It was also from that day that the three words of the man in white became a taboo word in the Huaxia Palace.

But the culprit of all this, Jun Ci, is now being warmly supported by everyone in the Broken Void Sect like never before. Although the people of the Broken Void Sect usually have no worries about food and clothing, not everyone can taste the luxury of a century-old wine, and even Long Yan will have a seasonal shortage of supply, let alone three thousand outer disciples. Jun Ci went out of the door, and the old wine he brought back was enough for many disciples from the outer sect to drink happily and feast on it.

Yang Xian drank the monkey wine specially prepared by Junci, burped loudly, and stammered a little: "Senior brother, what are you doing at home? And the quality of this wine is definitely not low. Egrets, don't you say?"

Shen Bailu, whose cheeks were crimson, nodded when he heard the words and said: "Mellow and delicious, fragrant and fragrant, drink it in your mouth, the wine that Senior Brother Jun brought back this time is indeed extraordinary." After speaking, Shen Bailu took another sip of the turquoise fruit wine in the palm of his hand.

"Monkey wine, made by monkeys, I like it. Ren Dao, who was already drunk, said crazy things that made people laugh.

After three rounds of drinking, Junci finally sent away his two living treasure brothers and the slightly drunk Shen Bailu. Looking at the night, which was not early, Junci tidied up his clothes and walked slowly in the direction of Longshou Peak.

A boulder embedded in the edge of the cliff, Long Yan sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, his body emitting a faint fluorescence.

Jun Ci stood silent two hundred meters away, waiting for Long Yan to finish his breathing.

After a long time, Long Yan, who had been carrying the Demon Sealing Sword Technique for a week, finally woke up from his meditation and glanced at Junci lightly.

With just one glance, Jun Ci felt his eyes tingle.

"What are you doing to Longshou Peak looking for me?" Long Yan's cold voice carried the taste of rejection and thousands of miles away.

If it had been before, Junci would not have come to Longshou Mountain to find himself bored. But now, after Jun Ci heard Long Yan's story from Yang Xian, he felt that this uncle was not as ruthless as he seemed on the surface.

Hearing Long Yan's question, Junci hurriedly said: "The day before yesterday, the disciple went down the mountain for some reason, and on the way back, he saw a stranger selling fine wine, so he brought back a few jars by the way. I couldn't finish it alone, so I specially prepared some for a few masters and uncles. The reason why Jun Ci said this was because he knew that if Long Yan knew that he had deliberately stolen the wine from the palace for him, he would not accept it no matter what.

Jun Ci himself couldn't explain why he wanted to do something for Long Yan after hearing Long Yan's story from Yang Xian, without any purpose or intention.

Maybe even Junci himself didn't realize that he had such thoughts just because he and Long Yan were sick and sympathetic. How similar the experiences of the two are, the same loss of loved ones, the same succumbing to the arrangement of fate and powerless.

Seeing Long Yan standing on the boulder, he didn't react, neither saying yes nor saying no. Junci didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, took out a gourd of prepared monkey wine from Yang Xian's Qiankun bag and handed it to Long Yan.

Long Yan looked at the cyan gourd in his hand, raised his head and took a sip without saying anything.

The monkey wine that Yang Xian and the others were full of praise drank in Long Yan's mouth, but it was like a poison piercing the intestines, and with just a small sip, Long Yan's eyebrows were wrinkled together.

"Let's leave this wine here. Although he didn't like the mellow sweetness of monkey wine in his heart, Long Yan did not return the wine gourd to Junci, avoiding Junci's embarrassment.

Seeing Long Yan's expression, Jun Ci's heart suddenly brightened as a mirror, and he took out a fiery red gourd from the Qiankun bag, and respectfully handed it to Long Yan with both hands: "Uncle Shi, if you don't like monkey wine, you might as well try this!"

Long Yan didn't like Junci's excessive enthusiasm in his heart, but he still looked at Qingfeng's face, took the red gourd in Junci's hand, and took a symbolic sip.

A sweet and sour taste rippled in Long Yan's mouth, but as soon as he took his throat, the sweet and sour wine turned into a doomsday flame dragon, raging and burning in Long Yan's chest, and even Long Yan, who had always been used to drinking spirits, was a little overwhelmed. Only two seconds later, the spicy and scorching heat that filled the whole body suddenly disappeared without a trace, turning into a wave of drunkenness and rushing straight to the top door.

"What's the name of this wine?" Feeling the difference of this wine, Long Yan snorted and poured a few sips in a row.

"It's called drunken life and dream death. Looking at Long Yan, who drank like drinking boiled water, Junci was speechless.

"Drunken dreams and death? Long Yan looked at the wine gourd in his hand, and muttered to himself with confused eyes.

After a long while, Long Yan's eyes regained their brilliance, looking at the drunken dream of death with only half a gourd in his hand, Long Yan was a little reluctant.

Jun Ci, who was observing the words and expressions on the side, saw this, and hurriedly said: "Uncle Shi, I bought a lot of drunken dreams and deaths this time, and finally found that this wine is extremely strong, and it is really impossible to eat. If Uncle Shi likes it, then Junci will borrow flowers to offer Buddha. After speaking, Jun Ci pulled out all the drunken dreams and deaths from the other space.

Looking at the dark red wine vat in front of him, Long Yan, who had always been as calm as water, also showed a surprised expression on his face.

Junci set up a drunken dream on the flat ground, said goodbye to Long Yanji, turned around and walked back.

I did everything I could.

Glancing at the five altars lined up in front of Long Huaju, Long Yan stared at Junci who had walked out of the distance, and was silent.

At the moment when Junci was about to step out of Long Yan's sight, a cold voice finally came belatedly in the air.

"Wait a minute. ”