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Chapter 242

When approaching the boundary between Zuimeng Peak and Taichuguan, Jing Yingrong and others led the magic weapon to leave the flying boat under the leadership of Yu Xian, while another group of disciples continued to take the flying boat to their destination.

"A little further ahead, we will probably meet the person sent by Drunken Dream Peak to pick us up. Let's discuss something first while taking advantage of this time."

Yu Xian said to several people.

Huo Xiumao: "Sister Yu, what do you want to discuss?"

Yu Xian: "For the sake of convenience, I suggest that we choose a team name that is only for internal use. It may serve as a code at certain critical moments in the future."

Wu Yaochen: "Senior sister said so, she must have already drawn up a name in her heart, right?"

Yu Xian laughed and said, "Smart brother wizard, that's right, I've already figured it out, let's call it—plant, vegetable, small, branch, team!"

"..."

There was silence in the field.

Yu Xian: "Hey, what are your expressions? Come on, Junior Sister Jing, tell me, what do you think of this name?"

Jing Yingrong was the only one with a normal and natural expression among them.

Jing Yingrong: "Why is it called that?"

"Because we used to grow vegetables together in Suiyou Mountain," Yu Xian put his hands on his hips, confidently said, "We are all friends who have grown vegetables. Look, isn't this name both meaningful and easy to remember?"

Jing Yingrong nodded amidst Shu Pinghui's silent "no" and said, "Yes."

Shu Pinghui looked at her weakly.

Yu Xian turned a deaf ear to the word "disgusting" that came out of Yin Xueze's mouth, and immediately slapped his hands to make a final decision: "Then it's decided like this! Vegetable planting team, let's go!"

As Yu Xian said, it didn't take long for them to see the figure of the person from Zuimeng Peak.Those are the three elders, the leader of whom has the practice of returning to the void.

Behind the three of them, a wine jug with a long neck and a big belly was suspended several feet high, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance of wine.

After the two sides introduced each other briefly, the elder in charge said: "The head of the sect has set up a banquet to clean up the dust for you all, so I invite you to step on this song pot and follow me to the drunk fairy forest."

After all, it was as if an invisible big hand lifted the jug, the body of the jug tilted slightly, and a stream of clear liquid poured from the spout, and the aroma of the wine suddenly became stronger.

Those liquids condense in the air without spilling, one end is connected to the spout, and the other end flows and spreads out into a flat surface - just like someone pouring wine on the table.

After Jing Yingrong and the others and the three elders of Zuimeng Peak stepped onto the liquid plane, the jug started to move and flew forward at a faster speed than ordinary flying boats. The liquid flowed out continuously, winding out in the sky. a stream.

The group of people was carried forward by the stream, but it was as smooth as walking on the ground, more stable than the flying boat.

After about half an hour, Zuixianlin, where the gate of Zuimeng Peak is located, was already in sight.

The vast land in the distance was shrouded in drizzle and mist, but there were no clouds in the sky, and the light was very bright.

What's even more strange is that after the rain falls, whether it lands on rocks, treetops, flowers, soil, or roofs, walls, curtains, etc., it disappears instantly without leaving a trace, like an instant. Being absorbed is like evaporating in an instant, so no matter whether it is pedestrians on the street or creatures such as birds, beasts and insects, they are completely unaffected by the rain.

This rain seems to be born in nothingness and returns to nothingness.

When entering that misty and rainy area, there is another scent of wine that seems to be absent in the breath. This scent of wine seems to fill this misty and rainy world. The rain is stained with the scent of wine and becomes like wine.

The mountain gate of Zuimeng Peak is in the center of Zuixianlin.It is a mountain peak where flying springs and waterfalls can be seen everywhere. Every waterfall and every spring emits a different aroma of wine, as if what flows out is not clear water, but various fine liquids.

The head of Drunken Dream Peak has already led the high-level figures in the sect to wait outside the venue.The number of people was not too large, and the ostentation was not too grand. After exchanging greetings with Yu Xian, the headmaster specially explained: "The war is urgent, and the banquet was arranged in a hurry. If the etiquette is not proper, please send Haihan."

The head of Drunken Dream Peak is Dongzhen cultivation base, but the coercion leaked is not much stronger than Yu Xian in the Void Return Stage.

Yu Xian completely put away his usual foolishness, and said seriously: "What's the matter with Master Fan, I'm here under the order of my master to fight against monsters with your sect, mere formalities are not important at all. , and trouble you to set up a special banquet for us, we should be the ones who should be terrified."

Master Fan hurriedly said: "No, no, this is the gift that our sect should do, and don't be in a hurry, everyone is tired all the way, take a good rest after the banquet, and the arrangement for the battle can be discussed later."

Head Fan and Yu Xian walked into the banquet venue while they were politely back and forth, and the others followed.

"When it comes to delicacy and spiritual food, our sect is definitely not as good as the expensive sect, but our sect has something special."

Headmaster Fan pointed his finger at the table, "It's extremely hard to find this Four Seasons wine outside. Even if you find it, the flavor will be weak in places other than Zuixianlin."

Yu Xian's eyes lit up, and he said, "Oh? I didn't expect to be able to taste such treasures. It's really a blessing for me."

Everyone sat down one by one. In front of each of them, apart from a few plates of spiritual food that were obviously appetizers, there were four wine bottles. Each wine bottle was filled with clear wine. Not only the aroma of the wine was different, but also the aura.

Jing Yingrong heard Shu Pinghui mutter beside him: "It's really a 'banquet'."

An elder beside the head of Fan said: "I want everyone to know that the wines of the four seasons are divided into four kinds of wines: Chunzhuo, Xialu, Qiuzhuo, and Dongluo. Each drink is one bottle at a time, and they are collectively called the four seasons wines. Which bottle to drink and which bottle to drink depends entirely on one's own preference. The order is different, and the aftertaste after drinking the four bottles will be different. But it should be noted that during the process of drinking the Four Seasons Wine, the alcohol power will be superimposed. If you're drunk, it's best to adjust your breath a bit before drinking another bottle."

Hearing this, Shu Pinghui, who was originally lacking in interest, regained her spirits, stared at the Four Seasons Wine in front of her and said, "It's quite interesting. Rongrong, which one do you drink first?"

Jing Yingrong was thinking about something, but didn't answer immediately, but Shu Pinghui couldn't wait to pick up the wine bottle containing Xia Lu wine, and drank it down with her neck up.

"Wow—it's delicious! This wine also has the effect of stimulating the circulation of spiritual power. I feel that my speed of refining spiritual energy has increased a little. I don't know how long it will last...Hey Brother Huo, aren't you?"

Huo Xiumao was hesitating which bottle to drink first, but after hearing Shu Pinghui's words, he immediately chose Xia Lu wine to drink, and then directly entered the cultivation state.

Shu Pinghui silently looked at Huo Xiumao who would not let go of any opportunity to practice, with a little admiration in his eyes.

Yu Xian chose a bottle at random, drank it slowly, exchanged information on the beast tide with Master Fan, and observed the surroundings without any trace.

When she caught a glimpse of Jing Yingrong taking out a large bowl from nowhere and putting it on the table, she choked.

(End of this chapter)