In Tianxia Downstairs, Ye Feng and the man in black sat opposite each other. There was a jar of wine and two large bowls on the table. Behind the two of them were piles of unopened wine jars.
At this moment, Ye Feng once again took a closer look at the man in black robe. He had a middle-aged appearance, a tall build, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose and a wide mouth. He had a square face with a rather weathered look, and looked very powerful as he looked around.
The man in black robe first poured a large bowl of wine for Ye Feng, and then poured it for himself. Then he picked up the wine bowl and said respectfully: "Although there are tens of thousands of people, I will go, and I will ask ten thousand people to go."
Ye Feng also picked up the wine and replied: "Ye Feng."
So the two of them stopped talking nonsense and each drank a large bowl of wine.
Thousands of people smashed the bar and drank, saying: "It's not fun to drink from such a small bowl. Mr. Ye, you can do whatever you want, as for me."
As he spoke, he threw his wine bowl into the corner, breaking it to the ground, and took out another jar of unopened wine from the pile of wine behind him. It seems that he wants to drink from the whole altar and Ye Feng's small bowl.
Ye Feng also smiled and took out an unopened jar of wine from behind.
Seeing this, Wan Wan's eyes lit up. He had never thought that the frail scholar in front of him could be so heroic. So after Ye Feng and Wan Wan paid homage to each other, they both drank. And done.
In Ye Feng's space bead, Ren Xiaojin said: "Feng, are you okay?" She asked everyone in the space what they wanted to say,
Naturally, what everyone is worried about is not that drinking alcohol will harm the body. Everyone knows that Ye Feng has a rogue constitution when drinking. Drinking itself will not do any harm to Ye Feng's body. It's just that drinking itself will remind Ye Feng of Li Dukang.
After a long silence, Ye Feng's voice came from the space bead: "Yes, to me, after all, he has been dead for so many years. I have let it go, and you don't have to worry about me anymore in the future."
Everyone was silent, because Ye Feng's silence after hearing Ren Xiaojin's words was already the answer. So what he said later that he had let go was just self-deception and self-comfort, and it also comforted everyone else.
Ye Feng is a demon and a perseverant. Naturally, it is difficult to let go and even harder to forget. But maybe this is Ye Feng.
At this moment, the people watching this drinking, in addition to everyone from Space Pearl, people from the seven major sects are also watching. After all, they are all waiting for Ye Feng to make a mistake after drinking and say something useful. This is an opportunity after all.
Wan Jin'an even cursed in his heart: Don't just drink with that bastard, please ask.
Not far behind Ye Feng, Xi Ruo was already sitting on the box containing gold. She saw Xi Ruo with her knees together, her legs crossed, her jade elbow dripping on Bai Ruo Ningzhi's leg, and her chin supported by a jade hand. She felt that this was the only way to prevent the gold from escaping, and it was the safest.
While guarding the gold, Xi Ruo looked at the two of them strangely. He didn't understand why men liked drinking.
When Ten Thousand People finished drinking from a jar, they saw Ye Feng who had just finished drinking. Just when he was about to say something, he saw Ye Feng take out a strange thing: it seemed to be a small box with a red appearance, and the other party was from the small box. A strange rod-shaped object was pulled out from inside. The rod was yellow and white, with distinct colors. I saw the other party holding the yellow end in his mouth, and took out a small object. After pulling it with his thumb, a small flame came out. But the power of the flame is very weak, and it would probably take some time and effort to even burn a young child. In short, it is a fire with no power. Ten thousand people looked at the white end of the rod-shaped object held in the other's mouth, approached the flame, and lit it. Immediately afterwards, Ye Feng seemed to take a sip of something, but within 3 seconds, he spit out something like smoke.
Simply put, Ye Feng is smoking.
But tens of thousands of people have never seen it, let alone tens of thousands of people, not even the sect leaders of the seven major sects have seen it.
He Jiaojiao was confused and wondered if it was Mixiang, but what kind of idiot took a sip of Mixiang himself first and then acted as a favor to others?
Pu Hong was also surprised. He had never seen people burning incense and praying with their mouths?
Zhang Ziling couldn't understand it either. Could it be some special exclusive method? But which exclusive method is not performed secretly and behind the scenes, and how can it be performed in front of others?
Cheng Xi wondered if it might be some special type of attack.
Leng Yanxin looked at Ye Feng and seemed to be thinking about something.
But Wan Jinan didn't have anything to think about, because he knew that if tens of thousands of people went to that boy, he would definitely be able to help everyone ask out his curiosity.
. . .
It turns out that thousands of people went there because they got nothing at the Immortal Ascension Conference. The other six sects and even the academies of the Middle Earth Divine Continent all received good disciples. So thousands of people were sprayed hard by Wan Jinan. Therefore, thousands of people often come out to relax when they are unhappy. By coincidence, they come to Tianxialou for the first time to have fun. Boss Gao said that Tianxialou's storytelling was the best in Zhongdu City and that it could relieve all worries, so that's what happened next.
When it comes to doing business, no one can boast about oneself, but tens of thousands of people take this seriously, or in other words, tens of thousands of people often take it seriously, not because anyone's storytelling can really relieve their worries. He just wants to calm down his anger by attacking and ridiculing those storytelling gentlemen who claim to be superb.
To put it simply, the way for thousands of people to calm down is to slap Mr. Pingshu in the face instead of listening to Mr. Pingshu. However, there are still thousands of people who have a conscience and would only give up their lives if they were slapped in the face. And if Ye Feng hadn't asked for it later, he would not have compensated these mortal ants who were working in a low-level industry.
But to be honest, thousands of people never expected to meet Ye Feng, a storytelling gentleman here, and he had the idea of becoming a sect leader. It was not because his own Nether Palace was the best, but only Nether Palace dared to do so among all the sects. Harvest maple leaves.
It's because of his thoughts! The eight major sects of the Prehistoric Immortal Realm are not actually divided into sects according to their race of birth. Even the demon clan can join the Buddhist Leiyin Temple as long as they have excellent talents and qualifications. Every sect has its own secret method for converting power types, so there is no need to worry about this.
However, Ye Feng's idea of treating mortal ants as "human beings" and treating "monastics" as "human beings" almost offended both the cultivators and the lower-level mortals.
It is understandable to offend monks by reducing them to human beings.
And shouldn't they be happy to treat mortal ants as human beings and elevate their status? But the fact is the opposite. When you change from a dog to a human, you have to bear more responsibilities and pressure than a dog. Those are the obligations of "people", but that will remind them of the comfort they had when they were dogs. So those mortals will not be grateful to you Ye Feng at all, but will hate you.
This is human nature.
And if Ye Feng's thoughts remain unchanged, no sect would dare to accept Ye Feng, except for the deviant Nether Palace. And if Ye Feng can be accepted, then thousands of people believe that he will be countless times stronger than everyone in the Ascension Conference put together.
