"Xiao Xizi, if you don't go to the store to work on business, what should you do outside?" A drunken voice sounded from Ma Xi's ears, and then Ma Xi's ears were gently twisted by a rough big hand.

"Oh, it hurts!" Ma Xi knew who was coming when he heard the sound. He quickly brushed away the palm of the person and said, "Master, how much have you drunk?"

The rough man in a red robe shook the purple gourd in his hand and spat, "You master, I am so poor that I have no spiritual stones to buy spiritual wine. How much can I drink? Tell me what the use is for you disciples! I have so many good magic weapons in the store, but I haven't sold one for me in the past six months."

Ma Xi whispered: "Master, my disciple sold two late-stage magic swords tonight."

"Huh?" the rough man said spiritually when he heard this, "If there is nothing inside that belongs to mine, don't go back to the sect to practice. Just look at the store here to see the New Year."

Ma Xi said mysteriously: "Master, the Haoke wants a special skill sword with water and earth attributes in the late stage of the Jindan. I naturally recommend the Master's Bai Ling sword first, but the Haoke thought it was expensive, so he directly bought the eldest brother's earth-mound sword."

"Who has no vision actually spent 150 hexagonal diamond-shaped top-grade spirit stones to buy your senior brother's dimmoth sword that only has defense skills!" The rough man said angrily.

Ma Xi didn't tease him and said, "Fortunately, the rich guy has a good idea. He went to various stores and finally came back to our store to buy your Bai Ling sword. For this, this is the three hundred hexagonal diamond-shaped top-grade spirit stone sold."

It turned out that this person was Wang Xu, the elder of Chiri Sect who created the Bai Ling Sword, and Ma Xi was his disciple. Wang Xu took the storage bag and saw three hundred hexagonal diamond-shaped top-grade spirit stones neatly placed inside. He laughed and rushed to the Zhenguofang, which sold excellent spiritual wines on the outer island.

Ma Xi said anxiously behind, "Master, my reward."

Three hexagonal diamond-shaped top-grade spirit stones shone through the crowd with light and landed directly above Maxi. Maxi jumped up and caught the three spirit stones under the gaze of the people around.

When these people on the street saw Ma Xi's clothes, they knew that he was a disciple of the Chiri Sect, and some people even recognized the rough man who was shaking forward as Wang Xu, the elder of the Chiri Sect. These people on the street could only look at him with envy, and naturally they did not dare to have evil thoughts on the street about these three hexagonal diamond-shaped top-grade spirit stones.

Ma Xi put away the spirit stones and went back to Wanglai Pavilion. After entering the door, he slapped his head and said, "Oh no, I forgot to tell my master that he would keep some materials and money on his body. This spirit stone cannot withstand his drinking of Nascent Soul-level spiritual wine every day."

At this time, Shi Wu had already asked the pedestrians on the way and came to the gate of Zhenhuanfang with Liu Qingyuan.

It turns out that this Zhen Braised House not only sells high-quality spiritual wines of various grades, but also spiritual meal staple food for monks to enjoy. Even experts in the Nascent Soul stage will come here to visit, but they usually book the varieties and specifications of spiritual meals in advance. Correspondingly, the prices of spiritual wines and spiritual meals here are much more expensive than elsewhere, and it can be said that only those sects can afford it.

Liu Qingyuan looked at the two-story building made of medium-grade spirit stones in front of him, and he said timidly: "Junior Brother Feng, it seems very expensive here."

"Then it will show your junior brother's sincerity even more. Go in." Shi Wu said as he took the initiative to enter Zhenhuafang.

After Liu Qingyuan followed, he felt that inside and outside were two different worlds. The rich spiritual energy surrounding him made him unable to help but sit down and breathe.

Shi Wu saw that the venue inside was extremely wide, and each section seemed to be separated by a spiritual barrier. From the outside, he could only see a cloud of mist.

A middle-aged monk in blue clothes came over and greeted, "Hello, two guests, named Zhang Hu, is the reception of Zhenhuafang here. I wonder if the two guests want a private room upstairs or a private room on the first floor?"

Shiwudao: "What's the difference?"

Zhang Hun replied: "The second floor private room needs to pay three hexagonal diamond-shaped top-grade spirit stones as the room fee. For the first floor private room, you only need to pay the spiritual brew or spiritual meal."

Liu Qingyuan didn't want Shi Wu to have more spirit stones, so he rushed to say, "We'll be in the first floor private room."

Zhang Hun led the two of them into a wide private room along the aisle. It was full of spiritual energy, and in the middle was a crystal blue wooden table with two benches around it.

After Shi Wu sat down, he asked Liu Qingyuan opposite him, "Senior Brother, do you like drinking spiritual wine?"

Liu Qingyuan said restrainedly: "I used to drink two drinks with the sect leader in the sect."

Shi Wu then asked Zhang Huo, "I wonder what kind of late-stage spiritual wines do you have here?"

Zhang Wu replied: "We Zhenhuafang has two late-stage spiritual wines in the Jinhua Pavilion. One is called Baihua Yulu. It is made by the master of the Spiritual Wine in the city with spiritual spring water for 30 years, and then it is iced with the Ice Stones at the bottom of the Wuji Sea. It is best to drink it. It not only increases the spiritual power in the body, but some monks can also produce the effect of comforting the spiritual veins. The second type is called Yangling Yuan, which is to soak the internal organs of thousands of fire-attributed sea beasts in the Yanri brewed in advance. It takes a hundred years to merge the Yanri brew with the fire-attributed spiritual power in the internal organs of the sea beasts. After filtering, a red sweet and mellow spiritual wine will be generated. This Yangling Yuan is suitable for the cultivators of the Fire-attributed spiritual power. In addition to allowing them to obtain more fire-attributed spiritual power, it also has the chance to nourish the fire-attributed spiritual roots. It is the most popular item that the Red Rider Sect members come here to buy."

Shi Wu thought both of these spiritual wines were very good, but unfortunately he couldn't bear to drink, so he bought it for Liu Qingyuan and said, "My senior brother is a cultivator of wood spirit roots, so he needs the Hundred Flowers Jade Dew Brew. I wonder how it is sold?"

Zhang Hun said: "Hundred Flowers Jade Dew Brews are divided into three specifications. One is a jade bottle with a full range of about five cups. It sells two hexagonal diamond-shaped top-grade spirit stones. The other is a jade pot with about twenty cups. Finally, it is a jade jar with a total of about a hundred cups. The price is similar to the price."

When Liu Qingyuan heard that it was so expensive, he immediately wanted to tell Shi Wu that he wouldn't drink any spiritual wine.

Shi Wu saw the intention and said, "Senior brother, be polite to junior brother, I will be angry."

Liu Qingyuan had no choice but to say, "Then let's have a jade bottle."

Shi Wu's family knew his family's affairs and said, "Young brother's alcohol is shameful. You can drink this bottle of senior brother slowly."

Liu Qingyuan seemed a little embarrassed when he heard this. He didn't want Shi Wu to spend so much money.

Zhang Hun felt that Liu Qingyuan, the senior brother, was not as free and easy as this ordinary junior brother, but he still said respectfully: "I wonder what other spiritual food you two want to eat?"

Shi Wu asked back: "Are you prepared spiritual meals here now or put them in the spiritual meal jade box after the spiritual meal? Can there be a spiritual meal that increases the power of body and flesh or expands the spiritual veins according to the corresponding spiritual root attribute? "

Zhang Hun saw that Shi Wu knew very well about spiritual food, and he replied: "We Zhenhuafang have our own spiritual food chef, and the grade is in the late stage of the Golden Pill. He can help you do regular spiritual food immediately, but the spiritual food you mentioned that increases the physical and flesh power or expands the spiritual veins are rare spiritual foods. Among them, the sea fish balls that increase the physical and flesh power are the late stage of the Golden Pill, and the three-tailed sea shark soup that expands the spiritual veins. If you stay in Chiri Island for a long time, you can book it today and taste the freshly cooked in three months."

Shi Wu didn’t have so much time to wait, and he said, “Then help my senior brother a Jindan stage sea fish ball that increases the strength of body and flesh, and a three-tailed sea shark soup that expands the spiritual veins. If I say that, I will just be a three-tailed sea shark soup and three spiritual rice steamed buns.”

"Lingmi steamed bun?" Zhang Hun couldn't believe his ears.

Shi Wu said strangely: "Your spiritual foodie can't make spiritual rice steamed buns?"

"No, no." Zhang Hun confirmed again, "Is the Lingmi steamed bun mentioned by the guest a kind of steamed bun made of Lingmi?"

"Otherwise? Is there any other species?" Shi Wu asked back.

Zhang Huo replied: "I will tell you to our spiritual steward."

After Zhang Hun left, Liu Qingyuan's tense body finally relaxed a little. He whispered to Shi Wu: "Junior Brother Feng, do you really want to use the three-tailed sea shark soup to make rice steamed buns?"

Shi Wu smiled and said, "Yes, I just want to invite you to have a meal. Besides, I really like eating Lingji steamed buns."

After hearing this, Liu Qingyuan felt that Shi Wu had reached the state of nature where everything was natural. He mocked himself: "I'm not hiding Junior Brother Feng, this is the first time I've eaten in such a place, and I'm a little nervous."

Shi Wu smiled and said, "Senior Brother, what's so nervous about this? Every table here is separated by spiritual clouds and mists. No one can see anyone. You just think it's your own home."

Liu Qingyuan felt much more relaxed when Shi Wu said this.

Unexpectedly, after Shi Wu said, someone suddenly said in the cloud area on the left: "Fellow Daoist Lianxing, your Zhenhuafang on Chiri Island is just like this. Why can any monk come in? This is the first time I heard that someone would order spiritual rice steamed buns from the spiritual chef."

The man spoke loudly, and the people around him laughed loudly after hearing this.

The other person on the table also seemed ashamed and said, "It made fellow Daoist Zhou Bai laugh. Let's go up to the second floor private room."

The monk named Zhou Bai at the same table said, "No need, it's actually quite interesting to see that they have to eat a spiritual meal here."

Although Liu Qingyuan didn't know the one named Zhou Bai, how could Lianxing not know? He was the eldest son of the Chiri Sect's Lianjia, and his cultivation had reached the early stage of the Nascent Soul.

Liu Qingyuan was afraid that Shi Wu would kill people suddenly, and Shi Wu had already spoken: "What's wrong with Lingmi steamed buns? When I was hungry on the mountain, I used snowballs as food. Senior brother, do you know that Uncle Tang was so hungry when he picked me up. But when he arrived at the sect, it was night, and the cafeteria and the like had been closed. I had to endure hunger alone in the room. Fortunately, Senior Sister Lin came to see me and gave me three Lingmi steamed buns. I ate two and a half in one breath. At that time, I thought this Lingmi steamed bun was the best thing in the world. So even when I arrived at this Zhen Braised House, I wanted to eat the Lingmi steamed buns with the three-tailed sea shark soup."

Liu Qingyuan felt relieved, but when he heard Shi Wu's words like memories, he suddenly felt that Shi Wu's journey was not easy.

I heard a woman on the table on the left chuckled: "Brother Lian, fellow Daoist Zhou, Ping'er thinks this fellow Daoist in the Golden Dan stage is very powerful. From being hungry and cold to being able to sit in Zhenhuafang to eating what he wants."

Shi Wu didn't know who was there at the table next to him, but he heard from the other party's words that their family background should not be simple. He didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble to Liu Qingyuan on the last night. He didn't care about being squeezed by someone.

But Lianxing and Zhou Bai were unhappy. Zhou Bai said, "Fellow Daoist Song, don't be deceived by the thief's false words. If what he said is true, then he is at least half a talent. Have you ever seen a talent who is about to starve to death before being picked up?"

"Oh." The woman was obviously not well-educated. After Zhou Bai finished speaking, she felt that what Zhou Bai was right.

At this time, a drunken voice came from the aisle: "Who said there was no talent who was picked up by someone after starving to death?"

The Lianxing obviously knew the person coming, so he stood up and said respectfully: "I hope Master Uncle."

"I hope uncle is happy."

"I hope the elder is good."

Everyone at that table went out to greet him.

The visitor was Wang Xu who had made a pot of Nascent Soul Spiritual Wine. He took a sip of the spirit wine in the purple gourd and said, "If I hadn't been picked up by the sect leader, I would have starved to death on a deserted island. Even if I were a top-grade fire spirit root? I was only five years old at that time, and there was nothing left on the island. There were all things that could eat me in the sea. How could I live?"

Facing Wangxu, the elder of Chiri Sect, Zhou Bai obviously lost his confidence, and he just listened and said nothing.

Wangxu said to the woman again: "Girl Ping'er, why are you here? Your father agrees that you are with Xing'er?"

Song Ping'er obviously didn't understand what Wang Xu said, and she replied bluntly: "Uncle Wang, Brother Lianxing and I grew up together since childhood, why can't we be together?"

Wangxu laughed and said, "Forget it, I won't tease you little girl. Did he find the Wuji Jingtie that I asked your father to help me find last time?"

Song Ping'er said, "I heard from my father that it seems to be a little bit angry, but the place where Wuji Jingtie is close to the deep-sea spiritual beast area, and the travel gate cannot be easily passed by. Uncle, you should wait for the exact news from my father."

Wangxu nodded and said, "That's all. Nephew Zhou Shishi, you, Haiyuan Sect, are a guest, Xing'er, should be a good friend. You should eat and play, but remember that there are people outside the heavens in this world, so it's better to leave a line in everything."

"I remember, I'll remember it." Zhou Bai said respectfully.

Wangxu said in front of the Shiwu box again: "You guy inside, please don't take the words of the child seriously. My friend's heart is worthy of Xu's respect. However, this purple beard wine is a bit strong, so I bought it with the spirit stone of my guest Bai Lingjian, so I won't really come in and invite you to drink."

When Shi Wu heard that the outside was Wang Xu, the creator of Bai Ling's sword in the seabag. If the other party had not appeared on his own initiative, he would have felt that the other party had made some moves on the magic sword. Shi Wu replied: "I hope you have a serious word for it. I'll be destined to give you a drink next time I'm lucky."

"Okay, let's go." Wangxu took another sip of the spiritual wine in the gourd and staggered into the back hall of Zhenhuafang.

A beautiful palace makeup woman was waiting here, and she only heard her say, "Fortunately, you came here to buy spiritual wine, otherwise there would be another disaster."

Wangxu laughed and said, "Hua Niang, you will have a disaster if you don't give me a discount on Lingjiu next time."

The woman who was called Hua Niang said angrily: "You are not in a good state. Have you not heard the news?"

"What kind of wind?" Wangxu said in confusion.

Hua Niang said: "The Yunxiao Gate in the southeast was destroyed overnight."

"What?" Wangxu said with a sensation.

Hua Niang smiled and said, "Your reaction is definitely not the one you Achiri Gate move."

Wangxu was sobered by most of his wine. He covered himself with a gourd and said, "We are familiar with each other, so you can't say anything nonsense."

"That's why I asked you to come forward and ask Lianxing to be more at peace. The young man who came in from Liu Qingyuan is different." Hua Niang said.

Wangxu frowned and said, "Who is Liu Qingyuan?"

"Elder Xingxuan Sect, if I expected it was not bad, he should be asking for help from your Chiri Gate this time." Hua Niang said.

Wangxu didn't understand even more: "How did you ask for help? Are you here in Zhenhuafang? Is it because your Holy Flower City is ready to take shape?"
To be continued...