Twelve poems and delicacies are the specialty of Tianhualou. It is also the most expensive dish.
The young man's father is the elder of Penglai Island and a golden elixir monk. He once came to Tianhualou with his father and had the same delicious dishes, but only three dishes.
Three dishes and more than three thousand high-grade spiritual stones were a pain in the ass even for his father.
Since that time, the boy has never eaten again. I have always missed the taste of Twelve Poems and Food.
Occasionally, the young man would sneak out with his senior brothers and go to Dekui Island to taste the dishes of Tianhualou. Although they were not the dishes of Twelve Poems, they were still very delicious.
This time they killed a fourth-level monster, obtained the monster crystal, sold one hundred and sixty-two high-grade spiritual stones, and then came to the ceiling for a feast.
Although one of the Twelve Poetry dishes costs thousands of high-grade spiritual stones, the other dishes are very affordable. Most of them are dozens or hundreds of low-grade spiritual stones.
These two disciples from Penglai Island did not expect that anyone would invite them to the private room in the ceiling. I didn't even expect that this person would directly order twelve poems and delicacies.
"sit."
The man in white clothes smiled slightly and pointed towards the opposite side.
The two Penglai Island disciples looked at each other and hesitated.
"Go get a few more bottles of Tianxiang wine, the best ones." Chu Cheng stretched out his hand and took out some spiritual stones again, a total of ten pieces.
The most important thing Chu Cheng lacks is spiritual stones. His elixirs all start with tens of millions of top-quality spiritual stones. Just a few hundred top-quality spiritual stones are ignored.
But in the eyes of these two Penglai Island disciples, it was different.
Even the golden elixir monks were reluctant to use the top-quality spiritual stones, but this man took out ten pieces at once.
When the maid saw these ten pieces, her eyes lit up again, she took the spirit stone and said, "Master, wait a moment!"
Wine made with dozens of low-grade spirit stones would naturally not be the best wine in Tianhualou.
If you have twelve poems and taste food, you will have better wine.
"What kind of wine... I need ten top-quality spiritual stones..." the young man said stumblingly.
"Of course it's a good wine." Chu Cheng smiled slightly and said again: "It's just a good wine among ordinary spiritual wines. Really good wine is hard to find."
Chu Cheng had drank Gu Tianshu's spiritual wine. Just one sip of that kind of wine would make his soul float with fragrance.
This kind of wine can be said to be priceless, let alone ten thousand gold.
Chu Cheng looked at the two people who were still in a daze and said with a smile: "You two fellow Taoists, why don't you come and sit down."
The two of them came back to their senses, walked to the table, and sat down opposite Chu Cheng.
"We have never met this fellow Taoist, why do you want to invite my two brothers?" The young man was a little confused and worried.
Chu Cheng smiled and said: "It's boring to drink alone, but not with two or three people. You two are disciples of Penglai Island. Under the hall on this floor, you are the only ones qualified to drink with me." .”
"Second Senior Brother, sit down!" the young man said through the message: "I think this guy is pretty good, and his cultivation level is only at the eighth level of Qi Gathering, which is lower than mine. Why are you afraid of him?"
Chu Cheng's aura has been suppressed to the eighth level of Qi gathering. To outsiders, he is just a low-level monk.
The young man nodded, walked forward and sat down opposite Chu Cheng.
The young man sat down and said with a smile: "Are you really going to treat us to a meal of twelve poems?"
Chu Cheng nodded and said, "If it's not enough, you can order more to make sure you're full."
"...."
"You are really rich." The young man sighed and said, "I really envy you. You have so many spiritual stones and you can eat whatever you want."
The young man picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it carefully, and said with a satisfied look on his face: "This is the taste."
The young man glanced at the young man, cupped his hands and said, "I am Zhu Wuneng of Penglai Island. I wonder who your brother is?"
"Ahem...Zhu Wuneng?" Chu Cheng coughed. Fortunately, he didn't drink, otherwise he would have to spit out a mouthful of water.
"Second Senior Brother, you eat it." The young man spat out a piece of bone and said, "You have never eaten Twelve Shipin delicacies. It is delicious."
"Second Senior Brother...Zhu Wuneng, the only difference is Bajie." Chu Cheng's mouth twitched, but he still smiled and said: "My surname is Chu, and I am the fifth child. So I chose Chu Wu."
"Chu Wu? Fellow Taoist, you are a bit unfamiliar. Judging from your majesty, your origins must be extraordinary." Zhu Wuneng kept looking at Chu Cheng, trying to figure out his origins.
But his clothes don't look like those of the other two major forces. Moreover, this person only uses top-quality spiritual stones, and the disciples of the three major forces are not so generous.
Chu Cheng smiled and said: "Origin? What origin can there be? It's just that I follow my master all over the world. If I talk about my origin, then I am a person in heaven and on earth."
"People from heaven and earth?" Zhu Wuneng was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Chu is right, we all come from this world."
"So, acquaintance is fate." Chu Cheng smiled and saw the maid walking in, carrying a jade plate. There are ten wine bottles on the jade plate.
The maid put down the jade plate, picked up a wine flask, and poured wine for the three of them.
"Here, let's have a drink." Chu Cheng picked up the wine glass and stretched it forward.
The young man nodded and picked up the wine glass, stretched it forward, touched Chu Cheng's wine glass lightly, and heard a crisp sound.
Zhu Wuneng thought for a while, then picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Chu Cheng.
There was another crisp sound, followed by a gurgling sound.
The taste is sweet and mellow, with a long-lasting aftertaste. This wine is much better than the previous one.
"Ah..." The young man stretched beautifully, rolled his eyes slightly, and asked doubtfully: "Brother Chu, you are so rich, why are you in an ordinary box? Isn't there a better one? "
"Little Eleven!" The young man shouted, and then showed an apologetic look.
Chu Cheng shook his head and said it didn't matter. The maid, on the other hand, looked embarrassed.
"It's not that Mr. Chu doesn't want to book a first-class private room, but because the private room is full today."
"So that's how it is, but you can just eat some! No matter whether it's a private room or a private room, the taste of Twelve Poems' delicacies will still be the same!" The young man chuckled and started eating.
Chu Cheng didn't move his chopsticks very much. He ordered these twelve dishes just to taste them. If it weren't for the regret of abandoning him, he wouldn't have called him a disciple of Penglai Island.
Chu Cheng didn't look like a senior at all. He drank and chatted happily and learned that there would be an auction at the Dekui Chamber of Commerce in the next few days.
Time passed, and half an hour passed quickly. The banquet also broke up. Say goodbye to these two.
Chu Cheng left and found an inn to stay. I was a little tired after traveling for days and nights, so I started meditating as soon as I entered the room.
Two days later, the Dekui Shopping Street auction started, and Chu Cheng went to attend the auction.
Naturally, the items in the auction could not catch Chu Cheng's eyes, but he still bought a book of Huangjie Kung Fu.
Chu Cheng doesn't know how to practice this yellow-level technique, but he just finds it a bit novel.
The exercises here are all based on the body. Assisted by techniques. It's a little different from the one in Da Luoyu.
Melt with the soul of the monster beast to increase the energy of flesh and blood.
After the auction ended, Chu Cheng left the Dekui Islands and continued flying towards the inner domain. On the map, Penglai Island is two hundred thousand miles away.
According to his speed, he will be able to fly to the real East China Sea in two months. At that time, Chu Cheng will start to be cautious.
An hour later, on the way to Penglai Island, Chu Cheng saw a dozen rainbows flashing in the sky. Then the sounds of a fight were heard.
A hundred miles away, a group of red-robed monks surrounded two monks wearing blue and white clothing.
There are more than twenty red-clothed monks in this group, and twelve of them have reached the foundation-building realm.
What caught Chu Cheng's attention was a young man wearing a bright red robe.
This young man was extremely ugly, with a face full of pits and a long face that looked very much like a seahorse.
At this time, Chu Cheng also knew the two people these people were rounding up. These two people are Zhu Wuneng and Xiao Shiyi.
"There are all demons, ancestors and horses..." Chu Cheng felt that the aura of the red-robed man had reached the late stage of the golden elixir.
Chu Cheng knew one of the twenty people who rounded up Zhu Wuneng and that was Nancheng.
"This horse is so hungry. After watching Lin Zhichong, I fell in love with Zhu Wuneng. Is this true love or fraternity?"
At this moment, Brother Zhu Wuneng's expressions were very serious.
Most of these people are in the foundation-building realm, and all of them have their own horses. The two of them are in danger of escaping.
"Are you from Qinghua House?" Zhu Wuneng's face changed slightly, but he still maintained his composure. He said: "Seniors, what do you want to do with me and me?"
"What's the matter? Hahaha, our Demon Ancestor has taken a liking to you." Nancheng laughed and said, "It's your great luck to be favored by the Demon Ancestor."
"Demon Ancestor!" Zhu Wu's face suddenly changed upon hearing this, and his face instantly turned pale, without a trace of blood.
The demon Zuma is full of lust, and he likes men, and every man he falls in love with can't escape his grasp.
Ma Quanyou has a vicious nature, and any man he captures will be disturbed by him and become a sleeping puppet. In the end, when he gets tired of playing with him, he will regain his sanity and torture him to death.
Xiao Eleven's expression also changed. He gritted his teeth and took a step forward. "It turns out to be Senior Ma! I, the daughter of Xiao Feng from Penglai Island, have met my senior!"
"Xiao Feng?" Ma Quan was stunned for a moment, then looked at the young man playfully. Said: "It turns out she is the daughter of Xiao Feng. Let's do this. For his sake, you play with my men all night, and then I will let you go. As for this beauty, I will kill her when I get tired of playing with her." Send it back.”
Xiao Eleven's face changed and he said angrily: "Senior Ma! Aren't you afraid that my father and several junior uncles will go to Qinghua Tower together!"
"Oh." Ma Quanyou smiled contemptuously and said: "I haven't taken your Penglai Island seriously yet. I'll give you two choices. One is to voluntarily play with my subordinates, and I will let you go. It's just that my subordinates are playing with you and letting you go."
"You...are bullying others too much!" Xiao Shiyi was furious and pointed at Ma Quanyou.
At this moment, the command talisman on Ma Quanyou's waist lit up and a voice came out.
"Young Master... the beauty in white flew too fast, and the little ones couldn't keep up, so he ran away."
Ma Quanyou's expression changed instantly and he picked up the token and held it in his hand. Crush it in one handful!
"Run away! Catch these two people quickly! White-robed beauty... Even if you run to the end of the world, I will catch you!"
