Outside the gate of the Ten Thousand Buddha Tower, a series of noises attracted Tianjiu's attention.

The little guy in Jindan Tsing Yi was pointing at a sloppy old monk and scolding with his head covered in his face. The old monk had a gray beard, a skinny skinny, a torn robe, and a filthy body, with his back to Tianjiu, and a big hole in his buttocks.

"Monk Pochen, if you don't leave, the master is really not polite to you! Usually you hold the treasure robe, the master doesn't care about you, today you are in a broken veil, and you want to mix into the Ten Thousand Buddha Building to eat and drink, but there is no door! Get out, get out, roll as far as you can!" The little guy in Tsing Yi couldn't bear it anymore and shouted in a low voice.

"Master, can you be accommodating, the old man's robe unfortunately fell in the temple, just a stick of incense time, the old man only drank a pot of wine and left, never stay longer, please, please!" The old monk had a hint of flattery in his faint eyes.

"No! Pochen, look at you, how many spiritual wines have you drunk from my Ten Thousand Buddha Towers for decades? It's still the early stage of Jindan, and those who mix with you have all entered the middle gate, and you can't advance even if you can't advance to forget it, and you're still sweeping the floor at the front door, how many years do you still want my Ten Thousand Buddha Towers to worship you? !

The little guy in Tsing Yi said, turned around and left.

The old monk stepped forward, stretched out his black withered hand, and grabbed the little man in Tsing Yi: "Master, the old man won't go in, or you will bring me a pot of wine, and the old man will lie here and drink, how about it?"

"Dead old man, you have soiled your master's robes!

The little guy in Tsing Yi looked at the mottled sleeves and was furious. With a big wave of his hand, he slammed his fist and hit the old monk's shoulder.

The old monk snorted, sat on the ground, and actually had a smile on his face: "Master, just a pot, a pot!

The little guy in Tsing Yi looked at the old monk's smiling face, and he was even more angry, and he punched and kicked again, knocking the old man to the ground, and after seven or eight punches, the old monk's old face had already turned into a pig's head.

"Hey, the doorkeeper, the old monk is a smiling face, he doesn't want to hit the smiling person, don't you know? If you beat him again, he will die! Tianjiu stretched out his head, smashed his mouth, and grinned loudly.

"Master, don't sympathize with him, this old thing has been deceived and deceived for decades, and he is really not a good bird! You sympathize with him this time, he will come again tomorrow, I am annoyed, I don't believe it, you ask how many people in the lobby have been deceived by him!" The little girl in Tsing Yi said, still did not stop, and continued to greet the old monk with his fist, and in an instant, blood flowed from the old monk's mouth and nose.

"Puppy, let go of your dog's paws!You move your claws again, the master tore you today!" Tianjiu was furious, pointed at the little guy in Tsing Yi and continued to shout: "The master is happy to let him cheat, you are really a dog looking down on people, get out of the way!"

After drinking, a spirit pig leg bone flew out, and with a whoosh, it hit the arm of the little guy in Tsing Yi. In an instant, the arm of the little guy in Tsing Yi drooped down, and he couldn't move a single bit.

"Oh, the rich man, the old monk likes it!"

The old monk's eyes suddenly lit up, jumped up, and took advantage of the stunned little girl in Tsing Yi to fly into the ground floor, and a few dodged, and arrived at the Tianjiu table. Then, unceremoniously, he sat down across from him and gulped down his wine.

The people in the room began to whisper, pointing at Tianjiu's side, most of them showing disdain.

In less than ten breaths, a pot of wine has been drunk by the old monk.

"Beauty, bring three more pots of wine and three plates of meat, hehe, now that someone is drinking with you, you don't need to be afraid!" Tianjiu waved his hand and shouted to the waitress in the distance.

After a while, the table was once again full of wine and meat.

The old monk drank a pot of wine again, ate most of the plate of spiritual pork, licked his mouth full of blood and greasy, wiped it with his black hand, and sighed unfinished: "Alas, good wine! It's just that the meat is a little worse, more than a year, and today the old man caught a rich man, master, thank you for the wine, say, what do you have to ask?"

"Hey, hey, hey, old monk, are you still happy! Honestly, the young master just came from out of town, and he wants to go to Famen Temple, but he doesn't know how to get in?"

"Enter Famen Temple, hmm, do you have a door sticker?" the old monk finished speaking, and secretly put a pot of wine into his sleeve.

"Nope!"

"Is there a recommendation from a senior monk?" Zuihou A pot of wine was also put into the sleeve of the old monk.

"Neither!"

In front of Famen Temple, there are two temples of Detian and Deren to protect it, and there is no door sticker and jade slip, let alone you, even a mosquito will not want to fly over. The old monk rolled his eyes, stretched out his black hand, grabbed a handful of spiritual pork and put it into his mouth.

"Can you fly behind the mountain?" Tianjiu asked with a nod.

The old monk didn't make a sound, just smiled and stared at him.

Tian Jiu bared his teeth, took out a high-grade spar, and placed it on the table.

The old monk snatched it and disappeared in his hand in an instant: "Fly over? Cut! Do you think you are the Great Monk of Yuanying? The forbidden air ban in the Holy Buddha City, not to mention Jindan, even the ancestors in the early and middle stages of Yuanying did not dare to fly in rashly, ten entered, and nine died." ”

"Isn't there another one?"

"There is one that is even worse, he was caught by the great monks and drained his soul and refined!Hmm, bring it?" The old monk stretched out his greasy black hand and shook it in front of Tianjiu.

Tianjiu twitched, took out a handful of spars, and stuffed them into the monk's hand: "Then you mean that the young master can't get in anyway?"

"Hey, hey, hey, Tucai! Hello haode, what are you doing at Famen Temple? Where birds don't, if you go in, you might not be able to get out. Besides, you are nondescript, you say that you are a monk, and you have not shaved your degree, and you say that you are an immortal cultivator, and you are wearing monk's clothes, which is weird and strange!"

"Xiao Ye is really a monk! Hehe, hehe, it's just a lay disciple!

"Lay disciple?" the old monk suddenly stopped counting the spars.

"Hehe, the old monk must have heard of it yet, this lay disciple is a new term, a newly comprehended monk who has attained the Tao, maybe ten years later, Kyushu will be full of lay disciples!"

"Really?" the old monk frowned slightly: "I still haven't heard of it! Old man, I have deceived the people of the world, but I can't be deceived by you, the rich man." The old man is not interested in these, he is only interested in fine wine and good meat! If you can make a pot of drunken immortal wine from the Ten Thousand Buddha Building, the old man can teach you how to reach the gate of Famen Temple. ”

"Drunken Immortal Wine?" Tianjiu was stunned, he remembered that Dongfang Qingqing, the third aunt of Dongfang Caixia, had said that the drunken immortal wine in Nanyumen was famous all over the world, and even the power of the upper realm was drunk.

"Beauty, come here!" Tianjiu snapped his fingers at the dimple maid.

The waitress blushed again and stood outside the sky.

"Why are you standing so far away? The master just wants to smell the aroma on your body, and he can't eat you! Hmph, the master asks you, where can I get drunken fairy wine?"

"Drunken fairy wine? No, no! There is definitely not one on the ground floor! Only the fourth floor and above can be sold. The waitress shook her hand repeatedly.

"Oh, can you go up to the fourth floor?"

"No, you are only in the middle of Jindan, according to the rules, you must be a primordial ancestor to go up!"

"What kind of rule?!Call your boss, the master wants to ask him in person!" Tian Jiu said sourly.

The people on the ground floor burst into laughter. The round-faced big monk snorted coldly: "Hmph! A Jindan minor cultivator still wants to see a great monk, he really doesn't know how thick the sky is!"

"What about the Great Monk? What is the difference between opening a restaurant and not selling wine, and opening a brothel and not selling spring?

At this moment, at the gate, a group of female nuns in yellow dresses flashed in, all of whom covered their faces with scarves, revealing only a pair of pretty and bright eyes. The cultivation is above Jindan, and the first person is even more unfathomable. All the waiters on the ground floor, including many of the diners, immediately lowered their heads when they saw them, as if they did not dare to look at them more.

They entered the hall and quickly walked to the Buddha. In the crowd, a Jindan female cultivator glanced at Tianjiu's side, and suddenly her eyes were full of brilliance, and her body trembled unconsciously.

The leading female cultivator seemed to sense something, paused her body, and said a few words to the Jindan female cultivator, Zuihou glanced coldly at the direction of Tianjiu:

"Little monk, did you want drunken immortal wine just now?"

"Uh, do you want me?" Tian Jiu was stunned, pointed at himself, and immediately laughed: "Yes, the master does want a pot of drunken immortal wine, but the master here doesn't seem to be very kind, and he also divides his cultivation into drinking, which is too boring!"

"Hmph, do you think you can drink it? A sip of drunken immortal wine, Jin Dan's life is hard to keep!, haven't you heard of it?" the woman in the lead snorted coldly.

"Alas, isn't it just a pot of wine? If you don't want to sell it, forget it, can you scare the master?! Since some people can afford to produce hedrons, and they want to drink them, it's none of your business to drink them to death!

"Okay! Wine, give him a jug! Drink it to death and it will be clean!"

As she spoke, she swept the Jindan nun who was obviously confused, snorted coldly, and turned into the whirlpool of the Buddha's palm.

This group of female cultivators also entered the teleportation array in the blink of an eye, and disappeared from everyone's field of vision in less than a few breaths.