Wenxian Valley, Luoningfang City.
The main street is wide, and the buzzing of magical instruments and the shouts of people are endless. After passing two old windows, I saw a two-foot-long and wide triangular flag sticking out, with the word "Guijiang" written on it. You can vaguely smell the aroma of wine. There were many people standing around, pushing and shoving. Their cultivation levels varied, but most of them focused on foundation building and Qi training.
Guijiang wine is brewed from the water of Guijiang River. This river runs through the outside of Wenxian Valley and is not very broad. It is named after the red osmanthus is planted all around. The water is not considered good water, and the spiritual rice used in brewing is also an ordinary thing harvested every season in the fields. Therefore, three or two spiritual jade can weigh more than ten kilograms. For those who are not rich, but are eager for a bite of Dukang The wonderful person becomes the first choice.
Zhao Shun has no requirements for food and drink, so he is not very familiar with these external things. After seeing the fine wine at various banquets, when he arrived at the entrance of the alley today, he realized that the wine must be quite poor. The spiritual power, which was not abundant in the first place, was wasted to pieces, leaving behind a slightly pungent smell of alcohol, which made people feel the difficulty of transitioning from luxury to frugality.
She held back her breath and did not show off to the crowd. She only waited for the store waiter to come forward and ask, then threw out the bag of spiritual jade, intending to buy 500 kilograms of wine. This can be regarded as a rare big business in recent times. The waiter shouted to the back room and took advantage of the drinking time to chat enthusiastically with Zhao Shun.
"Although the wine in my shop is not as fragrant as those famous wines, there are still many regular customers. I heard that there is a customer who often came to drink when the ancestor of my old shopkeeper was still in his infancy. What happened now? It must be three or four hundred years old. I think he must be a disciple of the Immortal Sect, otherwise he would not have such a long life." The waiter in the store is just a mortal, but like him, the ancestors of the family have entered the spiritual practice, and the descendants However, there are many people in Wenxian Valley who gradually become mortals.
He couldn't tell Zhao Shun's true identity, and only treated her as an ordinary guest, with a proud look on her face. It seemed that it was his honor to have an inner disciple take a fancy to this wine. When Zhao Chun saw this, he couldn't help but lower his head and smile. If he still knew that Tangtang Feishan was a powerful man and was only in love with this wine, he would probably have wings and fly to the nine heavens.
"That guest is also a heavy drinker. He has to pay two thousand kilograms every month. If he has something to do and he can't come, we will send someone to Beishan. He is really addicted to alcohol." The waiter muttered to himself and then saw Someone brought a wine jar. This jar was different from other jars. There were small storage arrays inside, so it looked like it was only about the size of a palm, but it could actually hold hundreds of kilograms of wine.
Zhao Shun reached out and took it. The waiter couldn't lift the five hundred kilogram thing, but it was as light as nothing to her. But just now the waiter mentioned Beishan again in his words. Could it be that that guest was trying to achieve greatness? Moreover, the territory is very vast, and there is more than just Bamboo Pond. If it is possible to ask for the specific location in advance, it can save some detours.
When the waiter at the store heard her ask about the guest's residence, he only said that he was not the one who delivered the wine, so he didn't know about it. However, the burly man who just brought the wine out gave her an honest smile and told her that the place where the wine was delivered was different every time. Again, we have to wait for the customer to inform us first, but the waiter in the store just brought back the wine the day before yesterday. I heard that the road was difficult, so I thought I was going to a more winding and steep place in Beishan.
Zhao Shun kept these in mind before walking to Beishan with the wine in hand.
After shrinking to an inch, the seemingly distant journey no longer takes as long as before. I just lowered my spiritual consciousness to explore, but I didn't realize where the bamboo pond was. Zai, the dispute with Qing has not been discussed for many years. It seems that the two had a big fight over this matter back then. The reason is simply that Qing Zheng was adamant and felt that Hai Qing could not let the momentary frustration lead him to indulge in grief.
Even when it came time for Zhao Shun to become his disciple, this powerful man did not even lower his dignity to attend.
Therefore, even Haiqing may not be able to tell where exactly the Bamboo Pond is.
She followed the store clerk's instructions and walked along the winding and steep terrain. The hills everywhere were either green or remote and bare, but there was no deep bamboo forest, let alone any figures. After searching for a long time, there was no result. After a few days of alternating day and night, Zhao Shun finally fell from the sky and set foot directly on the winding mountain road. He did not forget to check his surroundings to see if there was any inspiration. It is the eye of the hidden formation.
When she reached the end of her path, she frowned and stopped, but she was unwilling to give up, so she planned to do it again to see if there was anything she missed.
Zhao Shun herself was still a little impatient, but when she turned around, the young man's voice that suddenly sounded around her was filled with annoyance.
"You little girl have been walking around here for a few days. Even if you are not bored, I have a headache." The man seemed to yawn, and his tone was very lazy, "Tell me, coming to Beishan is... What to do."
From the sound of this voice to the end, Zhao Chun could not detect anything except what he heard. Even if the speaker was not Qing Zheng, he must be a very advanced person. She looked slightly calm, raised her hands and saluted. : "This junior wants to go to the Bamboo Pond, and I hope my senior can show me the way."
"What are you doing there?" The man was more alert and saw the wine jar in her hand. On it was red paper with the word Guijiang written on it. "Are you here to deliver wine? Isn't it the previous one? I just gave away two thousand kilograms, but I didn’t know this store has become so generous.”
He didn't really think that Zhao Shun was the guy who delivered the wine. The meaning of his words was more joking. After Zhao Shun stated his intention, he remained silent for a while and then said after a long time: "Since it is Zhenyang Shangqing It’s hard to stop you here under the Dongtian Gate, but please remember, the owner of this Bamboo Pond has a bad temper, so be careful!"
After saying that, Zhao Chun suddenly felt that the surroundings were dark, and various scenes began to shift and change, so that his spiritual consciousness could no longer detect, and only a dizzy feeling lingered in his heart.
After returning to her senses, she realized that she had been in a quiet bamboo forest for some time. The surroundings were a little dark, but a piece of light shone on the path in front of her. She followed this light and her field of vision gradually began to change. When it opened up, a small pool appeared in front of it. On a smooth stone beside the pool, a tall man with a tall body and slender limbs lay on his back. His arms were folded across his chest, and his chest was rising and falling slightly, as if he was sleeping soundly.
There was no one else around, Zhao Shun thought clearly, so he stepped forward, showed all the etiquette, and shouted to show his strength.
The man remained motionless, looking indifferent.
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There may be an update recently. All I can say is that I have to pay back my arrogance at the end of the semester. The author of the complaint returned home due to the epidemic, and now he will be taken back early to take the exam. He still needs to review, and passing will be considered a victory...
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