There were chubby beating and striking, and the jokes were noisy in the tavern. Wearing a crooked cloth hat, slightly bent, and walking through the crowd with a wooden plate and porcelain pot in our hands. From time to time, we stretched out our clothes and wiped our foreheads, and swung out a few turbid sweat beads, but the smile was fixed on our face and never stopped.

These drinkers were all immersed in the fragrance of fine wine and the topic of chatting with enthusiasm. No one was walking into a handsome scholar at the gate of Italy. In their opinion, Fengyuan City was bustling with people, and countless people came to visit every day. This handsome scholar may be one of the rich young masters who came to visit. After all, it would not cost a small number to have a meal at Zuixianju. The drinkers present were either from the children of famous families in the city or from merchants with some extra money.

Seeing that the floor was noisy and frowned slightly, Chen Hao ignored the surprised eyes of the waiter on the side, and walked straight towards the mahogany ladder leading to the second floor. His body stepped on the stairs and made a sound, which woke the waiter up. The latter hurriedly rushed forward in two steps, looking at Chen Hao's posture even more humble, as if he treated an extremely noble guest.

Could it be that there is something wrong with this second floor that can actually make the waiter's attitude change like a world of difference? Chen Hao thought to himself, and walked around a corner, but was stunned when he looked at the scene in front of him.

There was no road at the end of the stairs, but a huge ink painting was hanging, with a few strokes on it, and a scent of ink was poured into the nose.

He looked at the waiter's puzzled eyes, and the consciousness in his body came out of his body, falling on this scroll in a scattered manner, and he realized it in his heart for a while.

It turned out to be a small fantasy array! Chen Hao smiled in his heart and said, "A leaf is blinding Mount Tai." This scroll is what is commonly called a trick. It belongs to a small method for cultivators. Some small sects usually use it to cover the place where the mountain gate is. If an ordinary person without true energy in his body breaks through, he will probably be lost here and hit a hard wall, touching a few bags of his forehead."

It seems that only the immortal masters mentioned by the world can enter the second floor of the Zuixianju. No wonder they climbed the stairs just now. Not only did the chatting and laughing sounds beating down, but the waiter's face was full of flattery and flattering expressions, and he wished a flower could laugh out loud on his face.

He found out everything without hesitation. He waved his clothes and showed a light and calm smile on his mouth. He walked towards this huge ink painting. His back was as straight as a peak, as if he had jumped out of the scroll and was now in a diversion.

When he touched it, he was slightly hindered, as if he had sunk into a series of soft seaweed in the water. Seeing this, Chen Hao was exposed all over his body, and he was like a fish who was proficient in water, easily getting rid of the entanglements.

Chen Hao felt a bright light in front of him. He looked around and found that he had come to an extremely spacious hall. The orange lights shone above his head, illuminating the entire space with magnificent magnificent. Two huge cranes were emitting wisps of blue smoke. The ground under his feet was covered with colorful silk, and countless gems were inlaid on the pillars, like the stars, dazzling, and luxurious everywhere.

The tables and chairs with exquisitely carved dragon patterns were filled with several daffodils with strong spiritual energy and green divines. Some beautiful women wearing Luo Shang were hugging silk string music on the platform beside them, playing light fairy music. The leader was wearing green clothes and a red beauty mole was dotted in the middle of his eyebrows. A pair of plain white lotus arms kept brushing a guzheng in front of him, making a heart-pounding sound.

Dozens of Taoist people were sitting sparsely on the table and chairs, some of whom were wearing brocade robes like him, and some of whom had white hair and fairy-like sarcastic style. When they saw Chen Hao's words, the piano sound gently illuminated a circling tail tune, and finally stopped.

Before the Taoists could frown and protest, the woman in green robe smiled gently and stood up and said, "Another Immortal Master has come to Zuixianju, which makes Bier feel very happy. This adult looks very eye-catching. Is it my first time to come to Fengyuan City?"

She turned sideways slightly and ordered a woman beside her: "Ping'er, don't pack up a table and chair and prepare a pot of Cuixia Xianjiu. Don't neglect this guest."

"Yes..." Na Ping'er bowed and responded softly, taking steps under her feet, and after turning to a huge beautiful screen, she walked out with a crystal clear jade plate in her hand.

She led Chen Hao to a large table and chair to sit down, smiling as if she was as sweet as Yan, her sleeves were swaying with scents, and the jade plate fell silently on the table, leaving a seductive look that turned around and slowly left.

There is a bottle of wine made of white jade in the jade plate. The bottle is carved with a picture of a hundred birds paying phoenixes. The knife skills are delicate and round, and lifelike, which makes him secretly praise it. If such a handicraft that is so ingenious that it is in his previous life, it would probably attract countless jade lovers to compete for it. Even if the cost is high, it would be a pity here. Unfortunately, it is considered a secret bet here and used as an ordinary wine vessel.

Chen Hao reached out and uncovered the small and exquisite bottle cap, and a refreshing aroma of wine immediately spread out. This fragrance is not the rich fragrance that I smelled when I entered the Zuixian residence, but a fresh and elegant like a white orchid, which makes the pores all over the body relax, elegant and vulgar, with spring and white snow and low liba people.

I couldn't wait to pour the nectar from the bottle into the jade cup beside me and took a sip. The first thing I touched was a stream of cold snow water like melting the Tianshan Mountains. It would turn into the sunset hanging in the spring and autumn sky, making my whole body warm and indescribable comfortable.

When he wanted to taste a few more bites, the woman in green clothes said quietly: "All the immortal masters must have known the purpose of Bier's banquet. Now that the folk art performance has been finished, why not start it."

"Wait!" Chen Hao put the wine delivered to his lips back on the table and asked in confusion on his face: "What's the purpose? Can you tell me?"

The woman in Green Shang was slightly stunned, then Yan smiled and said, "I almost forgot that this young immortal master has come to our Zuixianju for the first time. Maybe I'll just tell you something about it."

As soon as he finished speaking, a burly monk shouted impatiently: "What else do you want to share? Wasting time in vain! Fairy Bi, you start today's topic. As for this kid who is not dealt with, I will share it on your behalf!"

He grabbed his hands with a weak hand, and an invisible palm rushed towards the direction where Chen Hao was sitting, carrying a stream of fire like fire, which made the tables and chairs on the ground tremble.

When I collected the tail of the copper crane, the latter melted silently and half of it silently, which showed the strong domineeringness of its aura. This was not the thought of teaching any lessons, and it was clearly full of murderous intent.

Chen Hao even thought that the Lingwu Sect was chasing him had arrived in this city and identified him, but then he shook his head. Although this invisible palm came in a fierce manner, it was still far from the spiritual martial arts that made him twitch.

He quickly glanced around, but saw that the monks were sympathetic, some were indifferent, some were excited, and some were gloating. They couldn't help but sneer in their hearts, their eyes staring at the nectar in the cup, and the latter rose into the air with a "pop" sound, condensed into a water sword as thin as silkworm wings, facing the invisible palm that was coming.

But with a loud "bang", the tip of the water sword collapsed, and the invisible palm was shattered. Several crystals embedded on the wall were shaken by the sound, making a sound on the ground. The water sword had endless momentum and attacked the burly monk. He was about to hit the man's eyebrows in an instant, but a green light swayed the sword around the air.

"Who!" Chen Hao snorted coldly and looked at him anxiously, but saw the green light stopping. It was the woman in green clothes who took action to block his attack, leaving a faint wine stain on her cuffs.

What! Chen Hao was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this woman had an unfathomable cultivation. Although he fired his water sword at will, even if the Dancheng monk was careless, he would come to the truth. Based on this, this woman definitely had the Dancheng cultivation level or above.

His face was as calm as ink, and his eyes were staring at the woman with burning eyes. He did not feel any fear of the conclusion he came to his heart. An ordinary Dancheng monk, with his current cultivation level, could really suppress it completely, and even kill the annihilated soul.

Seeing this, the woman in Luchang frowned and said, "This adult is a good method. She has wet my clothes. Today is Bier's banquet, and it is not suitable for blood. Why do I stop for peace? For the sake of my family?"

Chen Hao had just spoken, but saw the burly monk's face turned pale, wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, and said viciously: "Where did the cheap man come out? He dared to have a murderous intention to kill me. He deserves to die. Feng Xuan, why are you still standing there? Kill the ignorant person in front of me and pull out his soul. My father will definitely have a heavy reward afterwards."

"What!" Chen Hao's heart was terrified. Seeing the burly monk standing up, two gray-haired monks stood up next to him, with a sharp aura as sharp as a knife, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Yes, Young Master Yan!" The two of them responded in unison, and two magic weapons, one blue and one green, had already flashed beside them, like the spiritual snake spitting out a letter, and would choose people to eat them at any time.

Feeling the so-called Yuan power of Feng Xuan's two elders, Chen Hao's pupils shot out of his eyes. A small green lotus was already hidden in the palm of his left hand, and his fingertips turned into a mitsilver color, ready to fight at any time.
Chapter completed!