Zhu Zhengyang looked at Chen Zifei, confused. Da Fei's acting skills were too exaggerated. Even Maotai couldn't express this expression.
A look of surprise flashed in Li Lieshan's eyes, and then he laughed and said: "Hahaha, Brother Chen is a good drinker. This is a spirit wine that took a year to brew. It contains a lot of spirit energy. This wine has a great influence on the physical body."
Cultivation is very beneficial, but this wine is quite overbearing and most people cannot bear a bowl."
Zhu Zhengyang curled his lips and said disdainfully: "One bowl? Even if I drink alcohol, I can drink three bowls."
After saying that, Zhu Zhengyang raised the bowl, tons, tons, tons... The bowl of wine had reached the bottom. Zhu Zhengyang raised his eyebrows and turned the bowl upside down to show it, with a proud smile on his face.
Just after Zhu Zhengyang put the bowl on the table, his whole body turned red instantly. His face, neck, and arms were all exposed, and they looked like boiled crabs. His eyes were turned up, and his nostrils were spraying outwards.
If it smells white, it's obviously spiritual energy.
Li Lieshan looked distressed and muttered: "The spiritual energy, the spiritual energy, it's all wasted."
Chen Zifei didn't expect that it was just a bowl of wine, and Zhu Zhengyang would become like this, and he hurriedly grabbed Zhu Zhengyang's wrist.
Li Lieshan smiled bitterly and said: "Don't worry, Brother Zhu is fine, he just can't bear the power of the wine. Now let him practice and absorb this spiritual power, otherwise it will be wasted."
Chen Zifei knew the benefits of this spiritual energy, so he pinched Zhu Zhengyang and finally woke him up. Although Zhu Zhengyang was awake at this time, his eyes were blurred and he felt like the world was spinning, which was more painful than death.
"Run the skills quickly and absorb the spiritual energy." Chen Zifei shouted in Zhu Zhengyang's ear.
Zhu Zhengyang's head was about to explode. After hearing Chen Zifei's words, he subconsciously started practicing. Soon his red skin turned light red and became lighter and lighter. After a few minutes, Zhu Zhengyang groaned and his whole body collapsed.
He fell to the ground, all his pores opened, and a stream of steam came out of his body.
Li Lieshan gritted his teeth in distress and said bitterly: "This is all spiritual energy. Brother Zhu cannot absorb the spiritual energy of this bowl of wine, and all the spiritual energy has escaped."
Chen Zifei was shocked. He didn't expect that Zhu Zhengyang couldn't even absorb the aura of a bowl of wine. The aura of the bowl of wine he just drank was absorbed by him, and he still felt like he was still unfinished.
Zhu Zhengyang was completely awake now, but his whole body was limp and very tired.
After struggling to sit back on the chair, Zhu Zhengyang wiped the sweat from his face and shouted exaggeratedly: "Damn it, Brother Li, your wine is so awesome. The spiritual energy I absorbed in such a short time is almost as strong as when I was practicing outside."
It’s been a month.”
"If you absorb all the spiritual energy, it will last you three months of cultivation." Chen Zifei mocked.
Zhu Zhengyang scratched his head and said awkwardly: "I have reached my limit. Do you think that everyone is as perverted as you? You can drink a bowl of spirit wine without even sweating a drop."
Chen Zifei subconsciously touched his face. There was indeed no sweat. He sighed in his heart. It seemed that it was the reason for cultivating demons. The strength of his body directly affected the absorption of spiritual energy. No wonder those who cultivated demons were surrounded and suppressed. The same
In cultivation, demon cultivators are much more efficient than ordinary ancient warriors.
"Brother Chen, how are you? Do you want another bowl?" Li Lieshan became interested, raised the wine jar and said with a smile.
Chen Zifei burst into laughter and said cheerfully: "Brother Li, I can drink as much as you want with me, but this wine is too precious..."
Before Chen Zifei finished speaking, he was interrupted by Li Lieshan, waving his hand and saying: "Brother Chen, you're welcome. I think Brother Chen has a bad temper. I wouldn't give him a drink for ordinary people. Let's have a good drink today."
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Li Lieshan picked up the wine jar, filled a bowl for Chen Zifei, and poured another bowl for himself. This time he drank without lifting the bowl, but drank in small sips.
"Brother Chen, why did you come to the spiritual realm this time?" Li Lieshan asked directly.
Although this question is a bit private, Chen Zifei expected it. He was curious about the spiritual realm, and Li Lieshan must also be curious about the purpose of his and Lao Zhu's visit.
"We are here to attend a wedding." Chen Zifei took a sip of wine and said casually.
Li Lieshan nodded and said with some confusion: "Brother Chen, I know that powerful people often hold weddings in the spiritual realm, but usually those who can be invited have someone to receive them. Why are there only two of you?"
Chen Zifei smiled bitterly. He didn't know what was going on. The white-faced Onmyoji didn't say that someone was taking care of it, but it was also possible that the white-faced Onmyoji's family was too small and not high enough, so there was no one at all.
Come and pick them up.
"Our family is relatively small, and we were invited this time through favors. Maybe no one came to pick us up." Chen Zifei said with a wry smile.
Li Lieshan looked at Chen Zifei sympathetically, patted his shoulder and said, "Brother Chen, don't panic. It's fate that you met me. Maybe I even know where you are going."
Chen Zifei's eyes lit up. He thought it would be difficult to find the Shenzi Hotel. Unexpectedly, Li Lieshan offered to help. Suddenly, a sentence rang in his mind, there are still many good people in the world.
Zhu Zhengyang also became energetic and said hurriedly: "We are going to Shenzi Hotel. Brother Li, do you know where it is?"
"Shenzi Hotel?" Li Lieshan muttered, scratched his head, and seemed to be thinking.
Neither Chen Zifei nor Zhu Zhengyang dared to speak and looked at Li Hunthan nervously.
Suddenly Li Lieshan slapped the table and laughed, "I remembered it."
Chen Zifei and Zhu Zhengyang were overjoyed. Chen Zifei hurriedly asked: "Where is the Shenzi Hotel? Is it far from here?"
Li Lieshan smiled and said: "This Shenzi Hotel is on the edge of China. Our place is in the wilderness, so the distance is not very far."
Chen Zifei was stunned and said in surprise: "Shenzhou? Wilderness? How big is this spiritual world? Isn't it also a world?"
Zhu Zhengyang's face flushed and he said excitedly: "Why do I feel like we have traveled through time? Da Fei, will we become the protagonists?"
Chen Zifei rolled his eyes, ignored Zhu Zhengyang's fantasy, and still stared at Li Hunthan closely.
"Don't you even know the area of the spirit world? Anyone who can come to the spirit world should know it." Li Lieshan looked at Chen Zifei and Zhu Zhengyang with some suspicion.
Zhu Zhengyang was startled, broke out in a cold sweat, and secretly looked at Chen Zifei.
"Our family is not qualified to come to the spirit world, and the family that invited us to the wedding didn't tell us..." Chen Zifei sighed and said with a depressed look.
Li Lieshan had no suspicion at all, his face suddenly darkened, and he snorted coldly: "These rich and powerful families are so snobbish. Since they invited you here, they should have made arrangements clearly. There is no sincerity at all."