Chapter 65 Looking for the wind and looking at the water treasure homestead, the Pingyang branch met an alcoholic
The ancient city of Pingyang has been built for more than 10,000 years, so it is the core area of the Taibai Sword Sect, the demons are not born, the ten thousand races do not invade, and it has always been peaceful and Chang'an! Even if it has experienced several wars, it is only the civil strife of the Celestial Empire, and the two armies are fighting outside the city gate, and they dare not destroy the city.
Therefore, the ancient city of Pingyang, like the city in the core area of many large sects, is prosperous and extravagant!
There are many restaurants and brothels in the city, and the people come and go one after another, all wearing silk clothes, and there are Fu powder on their faces, and they are prosperous.
This city, there are inside and outside, the outer city is vast, living millions of ordinary people, fireworks and drinking, the spring festival in the museum, and the Chinese car, it is really a place of drunken dreams and death.
And the inner city is even more than a hundred times! The east and west run through a nine-kilometer-wide blue jade stone road, and there are many shops on the roadside, there are those who collect grass and alchemy, there are those who refine stone casters, there are those who paint skin and condensate, there are those who sell eggs and fetuses, and all those who cultivate the true and all the arts, there are all trades here.
During the period of exchanges, most of them are small qi cultivation, and when they reach one or two condensed generations, they are rare, and if you talk about knotting, there is no one.
And in the center of this road, a huge mansion is located, the mansion has nine in and seven out, there are gardens, towers, lakes, mounds, five elements, eight golden locks, but it is built according to the formation, suppressing and condensing aura, five elements transformation and attack, and eight doors of Yunsheng defense!
This kind of palace is the Heavenly Dynasty sent by the Qintian Supervisor to build, relying on the trend of the earth's leylines, the changes in wind and clouds, the climate of the four seasons, and the town and city formation laid out by the house generation. The construction of the imperial court of the Celestial Empire was naturally for the officials of the Celestial Empire to live, and this place was the city lord's mansion or the governor's mansion.
The government sits in the center of the ancient city, dominates the four directions, north and southwest three sides, each has a house that is almost not less than the city lord's mansion, all of which are the formation houses that secretly combine the mysteries of feng shui, and the figures in the courtyard are panicked, which is the residence of the three families.
Only the east side is a mound and mountain forest, and there is a Taoist temple called Pingyang Branch, where there are many believers in front of the temple, and several Taoist children are busy.
A green cow pulled the cart with a clatter, and walked up the white jade stone steps that were not very high, and under the support of a cyan cloud, it was like walking on the ground.
Although there are quite a lot of believers in that Taoist temple, there is no one outside the apse, there is a Taoist in his thirties in the hall, well-dressed but the sleeves are full of oily blue Tai Chi robes, ruddy cheeks, red rosacea nose is the most eye-catching, the Taoist bun is also greasy, hair is knotted, lying on the futon, holding a huge wine gourd and falling asleep.
Just as the ox cart stepped on the white jade steps, the drunken rosacea suddenly opened his eyes, and a divine light flashed in his eyes, and the person disappeared.
The green cow clucked and stepped on the white jade steps, and the wind chimes on the car rang "bells", and a loud shout resounded in the sky!
"Where is the monster, dare to come to my Pingyang Branch?" When the sound started, a cyan figure appeared in front of the door of the Taoist temple, and when the sound fell, the person had already pointed at the cow's head, sealing the bull demon's whole body demonic energy, unable to move.
Chun Yang looked at the rosacea in front of him, and pouted, this is the disciple of the Jindan realm of the inner gate?
"Hiccup" The rosacea spat out a mouthful of wine in a daze, and a strong smell of wine filled half of the mountain road, and a few chaffinchs standing on the roadside book staggered to the ground.
"What a big smell of wine" Chunyang said in his heart, but he didn't make a sound, although the bull demon has just opened his wisdom, but his own bloodline is extraordinary, and he can speak human language, he is a monster with a bit of inheritance, and his cultivation is comparable to that of an ordinary genius monk at the level of condensation, but he was subdued by a finger without the power to resist, it seems that the person who came is the disciple of Jiujian Peak, the elder of the outer gate, the master of the Pingyang Branch, and the fruit wine Taoist.
Jiujian Peak is as good as life, and even the wine ranks first and the sword ranks second, so there are wine words in its road number, which can be regarded as a maverick in the Taibai Sword Sect.
Sanxiao got out of the car and made a greeting to the rosacea, and Yunxiao asked the visitor, "But Senior Brother Jiujian Peak?"
The rosacea rubbed his red nose, raised a large wine gourd in his left hand and poured a sip of wine, and said, "It's me, which peak are you brothers and sisters?"
"The three of us sisters worship under the seat of the old lady Zizhu of Zizhu Peak, this senior disciple of Donghua is the proud disciple of Uncle Chunyangzi of Pure Yang Peak. Yunxiao introduced.
"Oh, the four of them are all high disciples of the Thirty-Six Peaks, I don't know what they are doing when they come down from the mountain gate to cultivate?" the fruit wine Taoist took a sip of wine and asked a little politely.
The relationship between the thirty-six peaks and the rest of the peaks is not so harmonious, the thirty-six peaks are all passed down by the ancestors, and the sword recipe leads directly to the Tianxian Dao, and the qi refining method is also passed down in the same vein. And the rest of the peaks are basically the scattered cultivation masters that the Taibai Sword Sect has attracted for tens of thousands of years, or the disciples of this sect have been inherited by their predecessors and left a peak inheritance, although they belong to the same sect, but the thirty-six peaks are still in charge. Whether it is the allocated resources or their own exercises, they are slightly inferior to the thirty-six peaks, so there will naturally be a gap between the two veins, so the fruit wine Taoist is a little rusty when he speaks to the four people of Chunyang.
"Huh. Chunyang took out a yellow gourd, handed it to the fruit wine Taoist, and said: "Senior brother fruit wine, I heard that the wine sword peak is in the same vein, and the inheritance is the Taoist system of the ancient wine and sword immortals, so he is drunk in the Tao, pinned his affection on the sword, and loves wine more than he loves the sword." This is my self-brewed Baiguo wine, the wine should be shared with wine lovers, this gourd please taste it. After speaking, he stuffed the gourd into the hand of the fruit wine Taoist.
Hearing that it was fruit wine, the fruit wine Taoist did not refuse, but pulled out the stopper and smelled it, just pulled the stopper, a rich wine smell accompanied by the fragrance of a hundred fruits quickly covered the wine wine Taoist before spitting out the wine, the drunk chaffinch also flew up, flew up the branches, and sang excitedly.
Asked about the unique aroma of wine, the fruit wine Taoist raised his eyebrows, his throat made the sound of swallowing saliva, raised his head, and poured it up.
"Good wine!" the fruit wine Taoist shouted, and spat out a mouthful of wine that shot through several large trees in the arms of the three of them, but it was some kind of secret technique that exhaled into a sword.
"You're very good, that, your name is Donghua, right? Senior Brother Donghua, you will be my friend of fruit wine in the future, and it's really good to share your wine with wine lovers!" he said, patting Chunyang's shoulder, Chunyang's teeth aching.
"Well, do you still have it?" asked the fruit wine Taoist who didn't notice that his hand was too strong, shaking the empty yellow gourd in his hand.
Chunyang's face was stunned, that's ten catties! It's gone, this is really a drunkard!
How much do you owe me?