Zhou Jianlai felt that the man in Tsing Yi talked too much and was delaying his drinking with Niu Dawa, but he could not reach out to hit the smiling man, so he could only respond with a smile:
"As Xiongtai said, this is indeed the first time for my brothers to come to Wanjiange Pavilion. They heard that Wanjiange Pavilion has the most beautiful wine in the imperial capital, so they can't wait to taste it."
The man in green said casually: "The best wine in Wanjiange is called Jianmei wine. This wine is made from the plum blossoms that bloom in the cold winter at the bottom of Jianzhong Valley, supplemented by ninety-nine and eighty-one precious elixirs, and taken from Jianzhong Lingquan."
It is brewed with water, and finally sealed in an altar and buried in the sword tomb. It is nourished by the spiritual energy of ten thousand swords and nurtures for ten years before it becomes a fine wine."
Zhou Jianlai's eyes lit up when he heard this. He couldn't help but slap the table and praised: "It's wonderful to use a sword to nourish wine!"
The man in Tsing Yi seemed to be greedy by himself. He picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it in one gulp, and then continued:
"Sword plum wine is as its name suggests, fragrant like plums, strong like swords, mellow in the mouth, refreshing to the heart and spleen, but at the same time it feels like thousands of swords being poured down the throat, making people tremble with fear.
However, this wine is not just wine, because the wine not only contains the power of ninety-nine and eighty-one elixirs, but also carries the spiritual energy of ten thousand swords, so it is also a nectar and spiritual liquid that helps people practice.
Especially for sword cultivators like us, it is definitely a rare treasure, because it is very possible that if you take a small sip, you will be able to understand the meaning of the sword and improve your sword realm."
Speaking of this, the man in green couldn't help but show a look of infinite yearning and longing on his face, but then he shook his head and smiled, mocking himself:
"It's a pity that I may never have the opportunity to drink it in my life, because it is too expensive. A small pot of ten-year-old Jianmei wine costs one Yuanshi golden elixir, and gold and silver are not accepted.
, only sells Yuanshi Golden Elixir.
Tsk tsk, Yuanshi Golden Pill, ordinary cultivators like us would never dare to ask for one in our wildest dreams. Even if we are lucky enough to get one, who would be willing to buy wine with it?"
Zhou Jianlai listened to the complaints and sighs of the man in green, and suddenly thought about it, it turned out that the reason why this man talked so much was actually telling him in a tactful and kind way that the best wine in Wanjiange was extremely expensive, and most people would not even drink a cup.
I'm sorry, but don't be arrogant and ignorant, just talk about it and make people laugh.
Then I understood why the sword slave looked embarrassed and hesitated to speak when he heard that he asked for a jar of the best wine. He probably wanted to tell him that the wine was very expensive and he couldn't afford a jar.
However, I am worried that speaking too bluntly will hurt his face and embarrass him, so I need to think about my words in my heart and strive to be tactful and rounded so as not to hurt his face.
"He not only informed me of the price of the wine in good faith, reminded me not to make jokes out of ignorance, but also helped the wine waiter out of trouble. He is such a considerate and warm-hearted person." Zhou Jianlai suddenly had a good impression of the man in Tsing Yi, and immediately
Give him a look of thanks.
The sword slave next to him also had rippling eyes and was extremely grateful to the man in green.
Seeing Zhou Jianlai's response, the man in Tsing Yi knew that Zhou Jianlai had understood his kind reminder, so he nodded and smiled, said no more, and then turned back to continue chatting with a woman at the same table.
Zhou Jianlai chewed the flower seeds and said: "A pot of wine and a Yuanshi Golden Pill are really expensive."
Although there were many Yuanshi Golden Pills in his Ten Thousand Swords Box, it was too extravagant to buy wine with the Yuanshi Golden Pills, so he hesitated for a while.
"Sir, our Jiange has many fine wines of other price ranges, all of which are fine wines. I will introduce them to you one by one, and I'm sure there will be something that suits your taste."
When the sword slave saw Zhou Jianlai frowning and chewing his teeth, he immediately decided that he couldn't afford Jianmei wine, so he hurriedly took over the conversation and gave him a platform at the right time.
However, after only a short hesitation, Zhou Jianlai surrendered to the drunkard in his belly, threw the word "luxury" behind him, and laughed loudly:
"If you are happy in life, you must enjoy it to the fullest. Don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon. It's the best wine in the imperial capital. Wouldn't it be a pity if you don't taste it? Girl, please give me a pot of sword plum wine. Second brother, pay for it."
The last sentence was particularly refreshing.
"Do it!" Niu Dawa rolled her eyes fiercely and gave Zhou Jianlai a look of contempt, but she did not neglect her hand movements. She reached into her arms, clasped the rope for a while, and took out a shining golden elixir. The fragrant elixir fragrance filled her nostrils instantly.
It filled the air.
Niu Dawa put the Yuanshi Golden Pill on the stone table in front of him, looked at the sword slave and asked: "How much will it cost for four more of your signature wines and delicacies? I'll pay for them together."
The sword slave did not respond because she was already staring at the Yuanshi Golden Pill on the stone table and was too shocked to speak.
She never expected that Niu Dawa could really take out a Yuanshi Golden Pill, and he took it out from his arms so casually and threw it on the table casually.
The hard-to-find golden elixir was neither contained in an elixir bottle or jade box, nor carefully wrapped in a silk brocade handkerchief. It was just thrown on the stone table casually, exposed to the air, and had no dignity that matched its value.
treatment.
If it weren't for the dazzling golden light and the unique fragrant fragrance of Yuanshi Golden Pill, Sword Slave would definitely believe that it was a fake pill without hesitation.
The man in green clothes in the pavilion next door was also dumbfounded. Who would have thought that Zhou Jianlai and Niu Dawa not only could get the Yuanshi Golden Pill, but were also willing to use it to buy wine, and even their calm demeanors were not ugly.
It turns out that spending a Yuanshi Jindan to buy wine is no burden to the two of them at all.
Thinking of his kind reminder just now, the man in Tsing Yi couldn't help but blush, and said to himself: "These are not two ignorant young people who can't afford Jianmei wine. They are clearly two rich and wealthy children."
Looking at the golden elixir on the stone table, he was both greedy and envious. He couldn't help but fantasize about how great it would be if he had a Yuanshi golden elixir.
"Young master, all dishes in this pavilion will be given free of charge to guests who order sword plum wine." The sword slave woke up from the shock and hurriedly answered Niu Dawa, his words and demeanor were more respectful than before.
"In that case, let's serve the food and wine quickly. Don't keep us waiting for too long," Niu Dawa said.
The sword slave nodded hurriedly and responded: "You two gentlemen, please wait a moment. I will go and order the food and drinks right now."
After saying that, she took off a white silk handkerchief from her waist, carefully wrapped the Yuanshi Golden Pill, then bowed and left.
However, she did not immediately summon the food and drinks. Instead, she went to her superior supervisor to hand over the elixir to verify its authenticity.
Although she was more than 90% sure that it was a real elixir, she never dared to make any claims on her own, because if something went wrong, it would not be something she, a little sword slave, could bear.
"There should be a sword tomb under this cliff, right?" Niu Dawa cast his eyes towards the bottom of the cliff, with endless curiosity in his heart. However, the clouds and mist on the cliff blocked his sight, making it difficult to see the scenery at the bottom of the cliff.
The pavilions, mezzanines and corridors all stand against the cliff, so you can see the bottom of the cliff without getting up while sitting in the pavilion.
The cliffs, shrouded in clouds and mist, are like a bottomless abyss. Just one look at it will make you feel dizzy. Those who are timid and afraid of heights will never dare to sit in the pavilion.
Zhou Jianlai also turned his head to look into the cliff, nodded and said: "The man said that the fog in the tomb will dissipate at two o'clock every afternoon, and at that time ten thousand swords will be revealed, waiting for the heroes to enter the tomb and draw their swords."
Niu Dawa looked at the mist, suddenly his eyes narrowed, and he said in a slightly lower voice: "If you successfully draw the sword, you will own the sword, and you don't need to pay any fees to the sword pavilion. It's like picking it up for nothing on the roadside, and it's like pie in the sky."
But if you fail to draw the sword, not only will you lose the sword, but you will also lose a level of cultivation. The difference between success and failure is really thrilling."
The reason why Wanjiange gathers heroes every day and is very lively is because there are countless swords hidden in the sword tomb of Wanjiange, including many famous swords in the world. Not only can people in the world freely enter the sword tomb, but also the famous swords in the sword tomb.
You can choose any sword at will. As long as you can pull the sword out of the sword tomb, you can take the sword away without paying any fees to Wanjian Pavilion.
However, it is indeed joyful to succeed in drawing the sword, but if you fail to draw the sword, you will not be happy, because those who fail to draw the sword will be devoured by the first level of the sword tomb.
This is the saintly method of Sword Saint Ye Cang'an. Even if he is a powerful star, if he fails to draw the sword, he will not be spared. He will be swallowed up by the sword tomb and fall from the star realm to the ninth level of the sea realm.
No one wants to lose the first level of realm in vain, so few people dare to go to the sword tomb and draw the sword without being completely sure.
However, even so, there are still many people who fail to draw the sword and are devoured by the sword tomb, or some people cannot withstand the temptation of the sword, or some people are self-righteous, or some people underestimate the sword they choose, or -
Therefore, Wanjiang Pavilion not only makes cultivators dream about it, but also makes them extremely fearful.
Hearing Niu Dawa say "thrilling", Zhou Jianlai smiled and nodded, saying: "That's why it's so lively here every day, because there's never a shortage of good shows to watch."
"When the fog clears later, let's go down to the Sword Tomb and have a look." Niu Dawa said expectantly.
Zhou Jianlai nodded, his eyes brightened, and he secretly determined in his heart that in the future he would search for famous swords all over the world and insert them into every mountain in the Ten Thousand Sword Box to make it worthy of its name.
"You two young masters are here today." The man in green looked at Zhou Jianlai and Niu Dawa and said with a smile. He changed the name of the two of them from "little brothers" to "young master" because of the invisible golden elixir of Yuanshi.
The status of Zhou Jianlai and Niu Dawa was elevated, so that he subconsciously did not dare to climb high.
"Oh? What do you say?" Zhou Jianlai asked with a smile.
The man in green responded: "The reason why Wanjiang Pavilion is so busy today is because Lord Long Kui, the fifth deacon of the sword pavilion, is about to enter the sword tomb to draw his sword, so all the nearby sword cultivators are rushing to watch.
The two young masters are not surprised to see such a grand scene when they come to Wanjiange for the first time."
Zhou Jianlai had a look of surprise on his face, nodded and said with a smile: "When we first arrived, we were able to see the mighty star draw his sword. My two brothers are really lucky."
Niu Dawa smacked his lips and said in surprise: "I didn't expect that the deacon of the sword pavilion, a star-level expert, would like the sword in his own sword tomb. Like outsiders, he had to go to the sword tomb and draw the sword to get it. This ten thousand
The rules of Jiange are very strict and harsh."
The man in green said: "These are the rules set by the saints. No one dares to disobey them."
"A sword that can be spotted by the stars is definitely extraordinary." Zhou Jianlai said.
"Of course." The man in green responded, "The sword Master Long Kui wants to draw is the Sword of Light."
"Sword of Light?!" Zhou Jianlai exclaimed, appearing extremely shocked.
"What? This sword is very powerful?" Niu Dawa had never heard of the reputation of the Bright Sword. Seeing Zhou Jianlai's fierce reaction, his curiosity was immediately aroused.
Zhou Jianlai calmed down his turbulent mood and said to Niu Dawa: "It is said that this sword was transformed from the first ray of sun and moon light that illuminated the earth when the heaven and earth first opened. Therefore, it contains the power of the sun and the moon and is infinitely powerful. Our Dayu
It was with his help that the first emperor of China, Qin Taizu, galloped on the battlefield and became invincible, and finally pacified the world, unified Dayu, and established the Qin Dynasty."
After hearing this, Niu Dawa couldn't help but was speechless. Only then did she realize how powerful the Sword of Light was.
"But according to historical records, the Sword of Light was brought into a coffin by Qin Taizu and buried in Emperor Qin's tomb in Tianlong Mountain. I don't know why it appeared here?" Zhou Jianlai frowned.
The man in green responded: "It is said that the senior sword master couldn't bear to have his famous sword buried, so he broke into Emperor Qin's tomb, took out the sword, and then placed it in the sword tomb, waiting for its next owner to appear.
However, the Sword of Light has been in the Sword Tomb for more than two hundred years, but it has not yet found its destined person.
However, its new owner is about to appear, today.
Lord Long Kui has been preparing for ten years to draw the Sword of Light, and he draws the sword today with the intention of winning it."
The man in Tsing Yi was very confident in his words and was full of confidence in the fifth deacon of Wanjiang Pavilion.
Zhou Jianlai looked down the cliff with fiery eyes, making no secret of his desire for the sword of light.
The man in green saw this and shook his head slightly, feeling that Zhou Jianlai was overthinking.
Niu Dawa smiled and said: "Brother Zhou, don't worry, this Lord Long Kui will definitely not succeed."
"Sir, be careful what you say!" The man in Tsing Yi's eyes jumped when he heard this, and he quickly reminded Niu Dawa to pay attention to his words and deeds.
But Niu Dawa didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "A good bird chooses a tree to live in, and a famous sword chooses its master to serve. Master Long Kui has been preparing for ten years to draw the sword of light. He must have spent a lot of time preparing for it."
Wandering in front of the Sword of Light, if the Sword of Light had the intention to choose its master, it would have already established a telepathic connection with him, so there is no need to wait ten years."
"This -" The man in green clothes was at a loss for words. At first glance, he thought Niu Dawa was talking nonsense. However, after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it made some sense, so he was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to respond.
Zhou Jianlai suddenly stood up and said with a smile: "What the second brother said is absolutely true."
After that, he stepped out of the pavilion and walked to the edge of the cliff. Then he put one hand to his mouth, leaned down and shouted loudly towards the mist-filled cliff: "Hey, Guangming Sword, my name is Zhou Jianlai, I'm glad to meet you here.
Would you like to let me be your new master?"
His voice was so loud that it spread far away, instantly forming a strong echo in the empty valley. Soon the entire mountain top was echoing with his voice, and it lasted for a long time.
"Ha ha--"
After a brief stunned silence, ear-splitting laughter erupted in the pavilions, and everyone was amused by Zhou Jianlai's roar.
