There was a hint of coldness on Su Fan's face. Listening to the endless thunder of the Haotian Sect, he explained to Zhouzhuang what had just happened.

"The age of stagnant spirits is over? No wonder, no wonder..."

"Although the age of stagnant spirits is over, the thunder tribulation will not weaken one bit. These monks who are eager to overcome the tribulation may not know how to write the word death."

Thinking back to the beginning, Su Fan had to pay a huge price every time in order to successfully overcome the tribulation.

Countless treasures of heaven and earth, lightning rods, geomantic treasures, etc...

Despite this, he was still tortured to death by every lightning disaster.

But when these monks saw how carelessly Xiao Jixiang overcame the disaster easily, Su Fan concluded that at most one or two people out of ten could succeed.

This is a fairly high success rate.

"Don't worry about them, here they are."

Su Fan suddenly thought of something and took out a thick stack of manuscript paper from the Qiankun Ring.

"I stayed at the Demon God Tomb for more than two months. I wrote more when I had nothing to do. It should be enough for you to use for a while."

Looking at the nearly half-meter-high manuscript paper in Su Fan's hand, Zhou Zhuang's eyes lit up, and an extremely "intimate" smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Look, I've said it all. In today's new world, without your articles, many people would go crazy."

After receiving Su Fan's manuscript, Zhou Zhuang picked up the top stack, carefully put away the rest of the manuscript paper, and read it with relish.

"Have I finally taken revenge? I'm so looking forward to it, Fellow Daoist Su, this move of the Golden Age Fire Lotus is so powerful..."

"Ahem, Zhouzhuang, go back and take your time, I have something serious to ask you."

Even a person like Su Fan, who has a face as thick as a city wall, felt a little shy at this moment.

Although no one knows about it in another world, this kind of "reference" from Chiguoguo is really...

So cool!

"Fellow Daoist Su, if you have any questions, feel free to ask. Although I am reading a book, it does not prevent me from answering your questions."

"..."

Okay, Su Fan is finally convinced. Is this thing so addictive?

But thinking about it carefully, it seems that I didn't sleep for the entire night.

"That's right, I want to ask about the Huanmiao Immortal Dynasty..."

Just as Su Fan was about to say something, he heard a burst of respectful shouts.

"Uncle Master!"

"Senior Su."

Judging from the sound, there were quite a few people coming, probably more than ten people.

Su Fan slapped his head and then remembered that he had just asked Zhang Shanfeng to make an appointment for him.

"It just so happens, Zhouzhuang, you should read the book first, I still have some things to do."

After hearing this, Zhouzhuang responded without raising his head, then sat down with a stool to the side and looked at it very seriously.

After clearing his throat, Su Fan shouted outside the room: "You all come in."

Dozens of people filed in, each with an extremely confident expression on their face, presumably because they were confident about the wine they brewed.

After everyone came in, Su Fan's small courtyard seemed a little crowded.

Everyone said hello and saluted Su Fan one by one, and then placed the home-brewed wine on the table in the small courtyard.

Everyone is acquaintances, including Cao Qintian, Li Xiwang and others who first joined the Haotian Sect.

There were also people from Li Qingmu and Xu Xian who joined in the middle.

There are also people like Qiming Xian, Bai Lingxiao and others who joined not long ago but are already doing very well.

However, when Su Fan locked his eyes on the last person, his brows furrowed.

He didn't know this person, so he was probably Xuan Bingyi.

Although I don't know him, he looks familiar.

Su Fan can conclude that he has never

I have never seen this person before. He is a bit short and has very ordinary facial features.

But there was an extremely familiar feeling about him.

"Are you Xuan Binggong, fellow Taoist Xuan, who has just joined the Haotian Sect?"

Xuan Bingzheng's expression moved slightly, he clasped his hands into fists and said in a somewhat flat tone.

"Yes, Mr. Su... ahem, Senior Su."

Um?

Su Fan keenly caught the flaw in Xuan Bing's words.

He wants to call me Mr. Su?

Not many people use the title Mr. Su for themselves.

Moreover, Su Fan could clearly detect a trace of panic flashing in Xuan Bingzheng's eyes when he was called out just now.

interesting.

Su Fan didn't say anything, and just looked at Xuan Bingyi carefully.

Su Fan didn't speak, and no one else dared to move.

Xuan Bingzheng stood in front of Su Fan, and the two of them looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

Everyone is a little confused, what happened?

Why do my uncle and this new member Xuan Bingzong feel weird?

Especially Qiming Immortal, although Xuan Bingzong is a member of his team, his strength is a veritable Nine Tribulations Loose Immortal.

After these days of getting along, he could feel the difference in Xuan Bingyi.

Not only strength, but also character.

Xuan Bingzong doesn't like to talk, and he doesn't like to communicate with others. The only time he took the initiative to say hello to himself was when he asked about Xiao Linfeng.

Immortal Qiming had not been to Xiaolin Peak either, so he finally found Immortal Ming and chatted with Xuan Bingzong for a while, but it seemed that he had gained nothing.

Later it was settled.

However, Xuan Bingtang is very serious when doing things, especially wine-making. In the Qiming Immortal group, Xuan Bingtang is almost all responsible for the core procedures of wine-making, and the others are just doing a hand job.

Despite this, Immortal Qiming still clearly felt a sense of distance.

Although they are both in the handyman team and do the same work every day, Qiming Immortal feels that Xuan Bingyi has a sense of distance, a sense of distance that cannot let people enter their hearts.

"Fellow Daoist Xuan, I want to ask you why you joined the Haotian Sect?"

Finally, Su Fan was the first to break the silence and looked at Xuan Bingyi with amusement.

Upon hearing Su Fan's question, Xuan Bingzheng took a deep breath and spoke in a neither humble nor arrogant tone.

"For one person."

"oh?"

Su Fan immediately became interested.

"who?"

Xuan Bingzheng hesitated for a moment and whispered: "A person I once hurt."

After asking this, Su Fan already knew everything. He laughed, stood up, patted Xuan Bingyi's shoulder lightly and said.

"Then work hard."

Everyone was confused.

What kind of riddle is Uncle Master playing? It seems that Uncle Master doesn't know Xuan Bingzong.

"Okay, I've wasted so much time, let's get down to business. The only people in the Haotian Sect who insist on brewing wine are you. Today is the time to verify the results."

Su Fan walked to the round table, looked at the three jars of wine on the table, and observed it for a moment.

Brewing wine is not a simple job, especially since Su Fan also explicitly prohibited the use of spiritual power for catalysis, and must wait for the grain to ferment naturally. The workload and grueling level of this can be seen clearly.

Even if everyone is a monk, they have to form a small group to complete the wine-making task left by Su Fan.

"No matter what, you are the ones who persevered until the end. Thank you for your hard work. After you are done, go to Xiaolin Peak to get a thousand-year-old elixir."

Everyone looked happy and let out a sigh of relief.

Three months of work has not been in vain. Even if the uncle is not satisfied, they will not lose money this time.

Across the mud

Feng, Su Fan could smell the faint aroma of wine. This familiar smell made him feel refreshed.
To be continued...