Outside the gate of Ten Thousand Buddhas Tower, a series of noises caught Tianjiu's attention.
The young man in golden elixir and green clothes was pointing at a sloppy old monk and scolding him. The old monk had a gray beard, skinny bones, a torn cassock, and was filthy. His back was to Tianjiu, and a big hole was exposed on his buttocks.
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"Monk Pochen, if you don't leave, I'm going to be really rude to you! Normally, I won't care about you when you are holding your treasure robe. Today, you are completely naked and you want to sneak into the Ten Thousand Buddhas Building to have a drink.
None! Get out, get out, get as far away as you can!" The boy in green clothes couldn't bear it anymore and shouted in a low voice.
"Sir, please be accommodating. The old man's robe was accidentally left in the temple. In just one incense time, the old man only drank a small pot of wine and left. He will not stay longer. Please, please!"
"There was a hint of flattery in the old monk's dim eyes.
"No! Po Chen, look at you, how much spiritual wine have you drunk from my Ten Thousand Buddhas Building in the past few decades? It's still the early stage of the Golden Elixir. Those who hang out with you have all entered the middle sect. If you can't advance, forget it.
, you are still sweeping the floor at the front door, how many more years do you want me to worship you in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Tower?! Get out!"
The boy in green clothes said, turned around and left.
The old monk stepped forward, stretched out his black withered hands, and grabbed the boy in green clothes: "Sir, the old man is not going in. How about you bring me a pot of wine and the old man just lies here and drinks?"
"Old man, you soiled my cassock! I'll beat you to death!"
The boy in green clothes looked at the mottled sleeves and became furious. He waved his hand and punched the old monk on the shoulder.
The old monk cried out and fell to the ground, with a flattering smile on his face: "Master, just one pot, one pot is enough! Ouch!"
The boy in green clothes looked at the old monk's smiling face and became even more angry. He punched and kicked him again, knocking the old man to the ground. After seven or eight punches, the old monk's old face had already turned into a pig's head.
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"Hey, gatekeeper, the old monk has a smiling face after all. Don't you know if you reach out and don't hit the smiling person? If you hit him again, he will be killed! Give him a pot of wine, and it will be mine." Tianjiu stretched out his head.
, smashed his mouth and said loudly.
"Master, please don't sympathize with him. This old guy has been cheating and drinking for decades. He is really not a good bird! For a guest like you, he has deceived so many times. You sympathize with him this time.
He will come again tomorrow, and he is so annoying. If you don’t believe it, ask the people in the lobby how many people have been deceived by him!" The young man in green clothes said, but he still did not stop and continued to greet the old monk with his fist. In an instant, the old monk
There was blood pouring from his mouth and nose.
"Puppy! Let go of your dog paws! If you move your paws again, I will tear you apart today!" Tianjiu was furious, pointing at the boy in Tsing Yi and continuing to shout: "I am happy to let him lie to you, you are really a dog.
You are a lowly person, get out of here!"
After scolding, a spirit pig leg bone flew out and hit the young man in Tsing Yi's arm with a whoosh sound. In an instant, the young man in Tsing Yi's arm drooped down and could no longer move at all.
"Oh! Rich man! The old monk likes it!"
The old monk's eyes suddenly lit up, and he jumped up. Taking advantage of the young man in Tsing Yi's daze, he flew into the ground floor, dodged a few times, and arrived in front of the Tianjiu table. Then, he sat down opposite him unceremoniously and took a big mouthful of food.
Drinking wine.
Everyone in the hall began to whisper and point at Tianjiu, most of them showing contempt.
In less than ten breaths, the old monk drank all the pot of wine.
"Beauty, bring three more bottles of wine and three plates of meat. Hey, now someone is drinking with me, you don't have to be afraid!" Tianjiu waved his hand and shouted to the waitress in the distance.
After a while, the table was once again filled with wine and meat.
The old monk drank another pot of wine and ate most of the plate of soul pork. Then he licked his bloody and greasy mouth, wiped it with his black hand, and sighed with unfinished content: "Oh, good wine.
Ah! It’s just that the meat is a bit bad. It’s been more than a year. Today, the old man caught another rich man. Thank you for the wine, sir. Tell me, what do you want to ask?"
"Hehehehe! Old monk, it's better for you to be happy! To be honest, I just came from another place and want to go to Famen Temple, but I don't know how to get in?"
"Entering Famen Temple? Hmm, do you have a door sticker?" After the old monk finished speaking, he secretly put a bottle of wine into his sleeve.
"No!"
"Is there any eminent monk who can recommend me?" The old monk put the last bottle of wine into his sleeve.
"No!"
"There's nothing we can do! The front of Famen Temple is protected by Detian and Deren Temples. There are no door stickers or jade slips of introduction. Even a mosquito, let alone you, can't even think of flying over." The old monk rolled his eyes.
He stretched out his black hand, grabbed a handful of soul pork and put it into his big mouth.
"Is it possible to fly from behind the mountain?" Tianjiu nodded and asked.
The old monk didn't gnaw, just stared at him with a smile.
Tianjiu bared his teeth, took out a high-level crystal stone, and placed it on the table.
The old monk snatched it and disappeared in his hand: "Fly over there? Tsk! Do you think you are the great monk of Yuanying? The forbidden air and forbidden area in the Holy Buddha City, let alone the golden elixir, is the ancestral capital of the early and middle stages of Yuanying.
Don’t dare to fly in rashly, if ten of you go in, nine of them will die.”
"Isn't there another one?"
"There is another one who is even worse. He was caught by the great monks and his soul was taken away and refined! Well, bring it?" The old monk stretched out his greasy black hand and waved it in front of Tianjiu.
Tianjiu twitched, took out a handful of spar and put it into the monk's hand: "Then you mean that I can't get in no matter what?"
"Hey hey hey, earthly wealth! Why are you going to Famen Temple? That's a place where birds don't poop. If you go in, you might not be able to get out. Besides, you are neither fish nor fowl, you say you are a monk, and you are not ordained;
He's said to be a cultivator of immortality, and he's wearing monk's clothes, so weird and weird!"
"Young master is really a monk! Hehe, he is just a lay disciple! No need to be tonsured!"
"A lay disciple?" The old monk's hand suddenly stopped counting the crystal stones.
"Hey, old monk, you must have never heard of it. This lay disciple is a new term. It was recently understood by an enlightened monk. Maybe ten years later, there will be lay disciples everywhere in Kyushu!"
"Really?" The old monk frowned slightly: "I still haven't heard of it! Old man, I have deceived everyone in the world, but I can't be deceived by you, a rich man. The old man is not interested in these, only good wine and good meat are interested!
Cai, if you can get a pot of the Drunk Immortal Wine from Ten Thousand Buddhas Tower, the old man can teach you how to get to the gate of Famen Temple."
"Drunk Immortal Wine?" Tianjiu was stunned. He remembered that Dongfang Qingqing, the third aunt of Dongfang Caixia, once said that Nan Yumen's Drunk Immortal Wine was famous all over the world, and even the great masters of the upper world were drunk.
"Beauty! Come here!" Tianjiu snapped his fingers at the dimpled waitress.
The waitress blushed again, moved her steps and stood ten feet away from Tianjiu.
"Why are you standing so far away? I just want to smell your fragrance, I can't eat you! Hum, I want to ask you, where can I get Drunk Immortal Wine?"
"Drunk Immortal Wine? No, no! It's definitely not available on the ground floor! It's only sold on the fourth floor and above." The waitress waved her hands repeatedly.
"Oh, can I go up to the fourth floor?"
"No, you are only in the middle stage of Golden Core. According to the rules, you must be the ancestor of Nascent Soul before you can go up!"
"What are you breaking the rules?! Call your boss, I will ask him face to face!" Tian Jiu shouted with sour teeth.
The people on the ground floor suddenly burst into laughter. The big monk with a round face snorted coldly: "Huh! A small cultivator of Jindan still wants to see a big monk. How ignorant is he?"
"What about the great monk? If you open a restaurant but don't sell wine, what's the difference between opening a restaurant and not selling sex? It's better to close the door! It's not like you don't give crystal stones, so what are you doing? What's wrong with Drunken Immortal Wine?
It’s brewed from the Nanyumen urine jar! One day, if I’m happy, I’ll go to Nanyumen to make hundreds of jars and sell them across from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Building!” Tianjiu grabbed a handful of pork, stuffed it into his mouth, and smashed it.
Shouting loudly.
At this moment, at the gate, a group of female cultivators in yellow skirts flashed in. Each of these female cultivators covered their faces with scarves, only revealing a pair of pretty and bright eyes. Their cultivation levels were all above the golden elixir, and the leader was even more profound.
Test. All the waiters on the ground floor, including many diners, immediately lowered their heads after seeing them, as if they did not dare to look at them again.
They entered the hall and quickly walked to the giant Buddha. Among the crowd, a female golden elixir cultivator glanced at Tianjiu. Suddenly her eyes were filled with brilliance and her body trembled unconsciously.
The leading female cultivator seemed to sense something. She paused and transmitted a few words to the golden elixir female cultivator. Finally, she glanced coldly at the direction of Tianjiu:
"Little monk, did you want the Drunk Immortal Wine just now?"
"Eh? Ask me?" Tianjiu was stunned, pointed at himself, and immediately said with a smile: "That's right! I really want a pot of Drunken Immortal Wine, but the owner here doesn't seem to be very kind, and he also has different cultivation levels.
Drinking is so boring!"
"Hmph! Do you think you can handle it? One sip of Drunk Immortal Wine will kill the golden elixir! Haven't you heard of it?" the leading woman snorted coldly.
"Oh, isn't it just a pot of wine? Just forget it if you don't want to sell it, why bother to scare me?! Beauty, I was also a businessman in the past. In business, harmony makes money, and if you have crystals, you are the one. Since there is someone who can afford crystals,
Shi, I want to drink too. It’s none of your business if I drink to death! Why not?”
"Okay! Xiaojiu, give him a pot! If he drinks to death, he will be clean!"
The leading female cultivator said, and then glanced at the golden elixir female cultivator whose eyes were obviously blurred. She snorted coldly and stepped into the vortex 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 sight before barely taking a breath.