Xianlu Spring and Autumn

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After leaving the secret room, Ye Bai walked to the front yard.

The design of this inn is quite interesting. The backyard is the secret room of the monks, and in the middle is a huge square. It is empty and clear at a glance. Provides some nourishing goodness with a touch of aura.

Ye Bai has tasted it two or three times, and the taste is really good. Although it is not as exquisite as the one from Qiongtian Continent, it has a special flavor. Even the servants who are waiting for him are all beautiful and hot little Qi Refining Cultivators, which attracted many monks. Come.

"Order one as usual!" [

Ye Bai found a remote corner and shouted loudly.

This store is most famous for its fine wine called blood amber, which is said to be made from the blood of the rare monster amber rhinoceros in the foggy forest, plus more than a dozen precious medicinal materials, supplemented by the owner's exclusive secret brewing method. Cheng, has a good body quenching effect, and a pot of middle-grade spirit stones worth 50 yuan is simply unbearable for ordinary monks.

Ye Bai likes to drink, he fell in love with this fine wine after only drinking it once, and he has no shortage of spirit stones, so he bought hundreds of bottles at a time and put them in his storage bag for later.

So even though he only ate here two or three times, the maid in the store remembered this generous monk.

In a short time, four pots of vegetables and a bottle of blood amber were served.

The hot and beautiful barbarian woman, after putting down the food and drink, pinched Ye Bai's fine and strong arm before turning around and leaving, her big watery eyes still shot out a bit of resentment, which was soul-stirring.

The atmosphere of men and women in Soul Soul Continent is extremely open.As long as they see each other in the same eye, there will be sexual intercourse in the open air, and the trouble of marriage will be avoided afterwards.Generally speaking, only the highest-level monks would regard their women as their private property.An ordinary man would even use his wife as a gift for entertaining friends, and his wife would not feel humiliated by it.

Ye Bai smiled and shook his head, Li Lu's good looks are not bad, and Ye Bai's generous hand, naturally attracted many young girls to hug him, but he rejected them one by one, although he is not a gentleman.But there is no habit of having sex with others casually.

When the food and wine were all served, Ye Bai couldn't wait to grab the wine glass and took a big gulp of it. The blood-red wine juice didn't smell of blood at all, but it was full of fragrance. Just smelling it, the altar was much clearer.After entering the abdomen, hot air surges.There seemed to be a flame burning in the belly, and after a while, a thin layer of sweat secreted from Ye Bai's forehead.

"Good wine!"

Ye Bai secretly sighed, he is now under the restriction and seal, his heart is in pain as cold as bone-chilling, and blood amber enters his belly.The heating is overflowing, and it also relieves a little bit, and the pain is reduced a lot.

Several pots of big dishes are all meat, although they look rough.But the aura contained in it is very abundant, and the taste is also full of praise.

It was already dark and the lights were brightly lit. It was the best time of day for the restaurant's business. There were a lot of monks in the hall, most of them were Foundation Establishment monks, and only a few Golden Core monks poured their own drinks.The monks here seem to have little habit of asceticism, they are restless, and their living habits are very similar to ordinary people.

While drinking, Ye Bai let go of his consciousness and listened to the conversations of the monks around him. Soon, two men with loud voices attracted his attention.In fact, these two also attracted the attention of most monks in the building.

"Brother Hei Lang, I heard that the Palace Master plans to reopen the underground wrestling field?"

The person who spoke was a bald man with a great cultivation of foundation building, a hulking back, a square face, but a pair of eyes that turned around, extremely flexible, he didn't seem to be a brainy person.

Sitting opposite him was a thin man as tough as iron, he smiled and glanced at him and said: "Yes, this matter has been settled, I have a brother who works in the city guard army, Prince Zhu Yue has already told them personally, It is estimated that it will be officially announced in a few days, and I am afraid that many monks will flock to Longyu City, and I heard that several other big cities will also open underground wrestling fields one after another."

The bald man looked overjoyed and said: "Great, the underground wrestling field is a custom left by our barbarian ancestors. I heard that it was only a game between mortals at the beginning. Now it is only open to monks. It only happens once in a hundred years. I am fortunate to catch up with this hundred-year period.”

The monks who were listening also showed excitement, and even their breathing became a lot faster, as if they were facing a huge opportunity. [

The thin and tough guy named Hei Lang smiled and said: "Brother Qiang Hai, if you want to participate in this competition, I'm afraid you will have to go through a lot of trouble."

The bald man Qiang Hai was stunned and said, "Why? Is there a limit to the number of applicants?"

Hei Lang gave him a blank look and said: "That's a matter of course. Prince Zhu Yue said when he summoned the city guards that only monks with a return nameplate are eligible to participate. Those who don't have a nameplate can't even enter the gate to watch the battle." .”

When all the cultivators heard this, Qiqi showed a dignified look. In this way, no matter the cultivator with the brand name, they will start a life-and-death chase before the official competition begins.

A fierce light flashed in Qiang Hai's eyes, he remained silent, and finally said after a long time: "Brother Heilang, I heard from a senior that the underground wrestling competition started a hundred years ago was divided into two levels, this time it is Is that so?"

Hei Lang nodded and smiled and said, "It's still the same. The monks of the late stage of foundation establishment and the monks of the great perfection of foundation are grouped into one group, and the monks of the early and middle stages of Jindan are grouped into one group. They will compete separately and determine the top ten respectively. If Brother Qianghai has a plan to break the border recently , remember to press back."

The monks in the Dzogchen Foundation Establishment and Golden Core middle stage were immediately happy, while the monks in the late Foundation Establishment stage and early Golden Core stage were tense. It seems that they can only find some good magic tools and spells to make up for the difference in realm up.

Qiang Hai laughed, he has the cultivation base of Dzogchen Foundation Establishment, so of course he was elated, and he said with greedy eyes: "Brother Hei Lang, what's the reward for this competition?"

Hei Lang smiled slightly, and said mysteriously: "There is no shortage of spirit stones, magic weapons, and exercises. I heard that the first monk in the golden core group even has a chance to get a top-quality spirit stone."

The sound of saliva, rushing!

Regardless of other things, the top-grade spirit stone alone is almost a huge temptation for monks in this backward and barren continent.

Ye Bai in the corner is also very excited. Although he has a piece of top-quality spiritual ore, will anyone think too much of this kind of treasure?

"anything else?"

Qiang Hai still seemed dissatisfied, staring at Hei Lang expectantly.

Hei Lang smiled and said: "Brother Qiang Hai, I know what's going on in your mind, apart from the above, the final twenty strong men will all have the opportunity to go to overseas fairy islands to practice Taoism and enjoy the innumerable exercises And inexhaustible cultivation resources."

There was an uproar in the audience, even the veteran monks who had experienced the competition for a hundred years were full of madness, and finally waited until this day again.

Ye Bai quickly scanned Li Lu's memory in his mind. Immortal Island is a fairy mountain island in the vast sea in the east of Lihun Continent. It is said that there are many treasures in heaven and earth on the island, and there are many great monks with unpredictable cultivation bases. There are even legendary immortals, and being able to go to the island to practice Taoism is the biggest dream of the barbarian monks in the Soul Continent. It can be said that Immortal Island is the holy place in the hearts of monks in the Soul Soul Continent.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Ye Bai's mind, and he immediately thought of the surviving monks of the Immortal Emperor Sect. He frowned and thought about it, feeling that something was wrong...

"Fellow Daoist, I heard that the monks who went to Immortal Island in the past never came back!" Finally, a mature monk stood up and said to Hei Lang with flickering eyes.

The field fell silent immediately, and all the cultivators could hear what this person meant, and the excitement faded away. After all, no matter how many and good cultivation resources there are, they must be destined to enjoy them.

"Would you still think about coming back if you went to the treasured land of the Immortal Mountain instead of Fellow Daoist?"

Hei Lang's eyes were full of disdain, and he stopped the old monk's mouth with one sentence, and continued: "To tell you the truth, the one who presided over the underground wrestling with the Palace Master this time was the one who went to Immortal Island 800 years ago. Senior Bianqi, and the top-grade spirit stones used for rewards were brought back from Immortal Island by Senior Bianqi himself.”[

As soon as these words came out, everyone had no doubts and started to discuss enthusiastically. It seemed that this monk named Bian Qi had a great reputation in Longyu City.

Hei Lang and Qiang Hai exchanged glances indiscriminately, stopped talking, and concentrated on drinking.

Ye Bai had a panoramic view of the expressions of the two, and his doubts deepened.

After a while, Hei Lang and Qiang Hai left together, and Ye Bai followed quietly with a flash of lightning in his eyes. (to be continued...)