The sound of wine glasses clinking could be heard from everywhere in the camp, and from time to time there was laughter coming from the Chinese army tent.
The little Taizhu who announced the decree was taken to taste tea by the senior monks of the Zhang family, and by the way, he learned how good the sisters in Xunxiang Pavilion were at eating.
Judging from the cheerful look on his face when he left, he probably won't be back for a few days.
As the only sensible Jiang surnamed person present, Jiang Jiang naturally had to accompany the others.
Jiang Zhi...
A tiny bit of it is swallowed into the stomach, and a red bean comes out of the wall.
"This thing is so effective..."
Jiang Zhi, who was mumbling, held her stomach and didn't dare to stand up. The reason why she didn't stand up was because she had already stood up.
"You're so interesting, junior sister. After living for so many years, this is the first time I've seen a woman eat the Xuanyang Standing Stone."
In the jade garden, the old ghost who called himself Laoshen looked at the two little ghosts fighting with a smile, feeling very happy.
"Well, look at how greedy she is...sister, ugh."
The kid held his fingers in his mouth, and the smoke turned into smoke and looked at Jiang Zhi who was holding his stomach and chin outside the jade.
"Can you please calm down? I shouldn't have woken you up in the first place."
The kid was stepped on by Qin Chang and looked at her helplessly.
The jade bracelet tied around his waist moved automatically, but Jiang Zhi couldn't hear the conversation of the ghosts now, and had no time to pay attention to it.
All she knew was that it was really uncomfortable for a woman to stand up.
Gan! If I had known it would be so uncomfortable, I wouldn't have licked it, and the taste wouldn't be good.
I just took a lick out of curiosity, but as soon as I took a lick, I felt hot all over my body. I didn't know whether to go to the flower pond of Wanhua Tower or the second floor of Xunxiang Pavilion.
Mainly because there were so many people outside, she couldn't go openly, so she had to sit in a tent and wait for the effects of the medicine to wear off.
...
The Chinese military tent.
"Senior Qi, my little sister is still young and her cultivation is shallow. In the future, I will have to take more care of the affairs of the camp. I will do this first as a token of respect."
Jiang Jiang raised the wine glass generously, covered his lips with his sleeve, and drank it all in one gulp, causing the other party to nod.
It's rare to see such female cultivators nowadays who look delicate but don't appear pretentious, and who are generous and decent in everything they do.
This man is the main formation general appointed by the palace. Qi Ming, the former imperial guard who was newly promoted to the foundation, presided over the official gathering and military camp formation matters on behalf of Jiang Zhi.
After all, it is impossible to really let a female cultivator in the early stage of Qi refining take charge of all official gathering affairs. That would really be a mess.
Whether she understands or not is another matter, she can't even cast a spell. If there are high-level monsters causing trouble, how can she have the ability to activate a large formation.
Then another "one of our own" who had greeted him was appointed, and the original county guard, Monk Xinxin, was transferred back.
The other party made it clear that it was related to Da Qin in the north. Even if he didn't know the details, he was not someone the King of Chu wanted to offend, so he was right to show his good intentions first.
In this way, there is a strange thing that the first level of Qi Refining is a county guard, with the same position as the prefect, and the same etiquette as the nine ministers.
"Fairy, you're welcome. This general is just sent by the king to assist you. Naturally, Fellow Daoist Jiang has the final say on affairs here."
Seeing that he, a foundation-building monk, was actually equal to his sister, Jiang Jiang felt flattered and relieved at the same time, but he didn't know how sincere he was.
"By the way, I don't know Daoyou Jiang..."
The man put down his wine glass and looked outside in confusion. His consciousness spread a little and covered the entire military camp. Naturally, he knew that the real owner was next door.
But after all, they are nominally at the same level, so naturally it is difficult to point them out, so they can only ask knowingly.
And to be so favored by the king at such a young age, since his cultivation is shallow, there must be something extraordinary about him, but I don’t know which one.
He was even summoned by the king before he came. If not, he would have gone crazy by now. How could he sit here and drink politely.
He, Qi Ming, is also a foundation-building monk. He should be a bit particular in front of juniors, otherwise everyone would treat him like a fool.
But this one was different. The king had specifically given instructions, so he didn't dare to offend anyone, but it was really unreasonable to not even see him face to face.
Thinking of this, he looked at the other party with obvious doubts.
Jiang Jiang has been helping to manage the weapon refining shop these years, and he knows a lot about the ways of the world.
But who made this girl, who had never seen the world, get so greedy that she actually asked for the supplements given to her father for safekeeping, and secretly took a lick of them.
Should I get a Naying Stone to give her some relief...
He quickly denied this ridiculous idea in his heart, immediately blushed, drank three more drinks, then excused himself and left, hurriedly dragging his sister out from next door.
"Silly sister, I can't see what you are afraid of."
"...Makes sense."
"Next time you eat something like this secretly, see if I don't spank you..."
Although it was a bit rude, curiosity still defeated reason. Qi Ming relied on his cultivation and used his spiritual consciousness to carefully listen to every move next door. Unexpectedly, his spiritual consciousness was suddenly bounced back by a huge force.
not good!
Qi Ming felt dizzy and quickly stabilized his consciousness. He heard the sound of jade breaking from his chest, and his mind immediately fell into a trance.
At this time, Qi Ming was frightened for a while. If it weren't for the treasure to protect him, he would have fainted by now.
Even so, he calmed down for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that the two sisters had just entered the account.
Phew...what a risk, I almost lost you.
"Thank you, General. Please wait."
Jiang Jiang didn't know what happened. She just felt that the other party was a little weird. She thought it was because she was rude before, so she hurriedly pulled her sister Yingying to bow.
I don't know whether it was because he drank too much or for other reasons, but Jiang Jiang's pretty face turned redder than before.
Jiang Zhi looked at his sister and felt that he could not learn the etiquette of women, so he simply imitated the fist-holding ceremony seen on TV, pursed his lips and bowed respectfully.
"Jiang Zhi has met senior."
Her little chest was straightened out, and she really looked like a knight who was happy to take revenge.
Having just experienced the dangerous move just now, Qi Ming was still not at all unhappy. Seeing this, he quickly stood up and returned the greeting, not daring to offend him at all.
Sure enough, someone outside the crowd, through some unknown means, actually shattered the foundation-building gift and the top-quality magic weapon 'Naling Soul-Suppressing Jade' that the king had rewarded some time ago.
Qi Ming, who was still frightened, broke out in a cold sweat and had an excuse to wipe it off with the wine spilled on his body.
Although Jiang Zhi doesn't have much cultivation, he still has the ability to drink. After all, he has been in unhealthy entertainment venues for many years. If he doesn't drink his sisters to the ground, how can he play hide and seek.
Jiang Zhi didn't know what a wine table or a wine table was, or culture or culture. Anyway, he had learned how to get things done easily after drinking too much.
Not long after the three of them were seated, Jiang Zhi, who was supposed to be in charge, gave up his position to Qi Ming, who was condescending, and then they started to have a drink politely.
Originally, he only planned to meet casually, but the other party would always find a way to drink one cup after another. Qi Ming, who was used to drinking wine and refining it, couldn't resist it for a while. After all, he had never seen anyone who could drink like this.
The key point is that I feel a little distressed. If a monk drinks alcohol without refining it, then it is not a waste of the spiritual plant elixir!
The wine brewed from spiritual fruits and spiritual plants tasted very good. Jiang Zhi drank a few more glasses, but he still couldn't use spiritual energy to dispel it. At this time, he was a little dizzy, but he still felt very awake.
As a nominal peer, seeing that Jiang Zhi refused to drink, he naturally couldn't do this. The three of them had no choice but to bite the bullet, so they drank more and more.
As a meeting gift, the eight-tank royal palace wine 'Yulingjiang' was drank by several people in half an hour. Qi Ming, who was drunk, saw Jiang Zhi staggering but refused to pour, and said in his heart, 'You are worthy of me, Da Chu'. Erlang'.
Then he took out the fine wine that he had collected for many years from his storage bag. When he first broke through the foundation building, he was only willing to drink a jar of morning and evening dew, but now half of the jar was gone in just three or five breaths.
If he wasn't still a little sober, had a deep enough cultivation, and was building the foundation of body and soul, I'm afraid he would have dragged Jiang Zhi out by now.
Even if they don't bow to each other now, the relationship between the two of them has deepened a lot in the mellow wine. The more Qi Ming looks at this little monk in the Qi refining period, the more he finds it pleasing to his eyes and his appetite.
"If only my little girl could be like Daoist Fellow Jiang... hiccup!"
Before he finished speaking, Qi Ming burped and patted his thigh, his hand holding the wine glass a little unsteady.
"Alcohol is the essence of food. Drinking more can build your foundation. Do it!"
Seeing that he was still awake, Jiang Zhi toasted again, vowing to take down this man in one fell swoop to pave the way for subsequent plans.
She still understands the principle of building relationships first and doing things later.
But she had no image at all at this time, sitting on the ground with her legs stretched out, one little hand slapping the table, and the other holding a wine glass and shouting.
She tilted her little mouth and muttered that she wanted to fuck her, which was very different from the original Xiaojiabiyu appearance of the sister next to her.
Jiang Jiang was also drunk at this time, and his current appearance was not much better. His neatly combed hair became slightly messy as it was soaked with sweat. He even called the piano player from Wanhua Tower at Jiang Zhi's signal. The sisters are cheering on.
She was originally practicing Taoism. If she hadn't studied in the early years, she would still be somewhat knowledgeable and have a solid Taoism. I'm afraid that now the three of them have knelt down under the old peach tree where Jiang Zhi wiped his nose and worshiped.
"Hiccup, yes, Fellow Daoist Jiang is right. When I first built the foundation, this spiritual wine was also one of my assistants. Go ahead!"
The three of them are all heroic and courageous people, but two of them have a little long hair and a little pretty appearance.
Well, the chest muscles are also different from ordinary people.
"Okay, okay, fellow Taoist Qi is so heroic. He is indeed a role model for our generation. He succeeded in building a foundation at such a young age. It's so obvious."
Jiang Zhi nodded with crooked eyebrows and couldn't help but snap.
Gotta applaud.
Then he drank it all in one gulp.
Jiang Jiang was much more reserved, resting her elbows on her bent knees, nodding in agreement, and occasionally opening her clothes to fan herself.
Jiang Zhi accidentally took a look and admired how big the clothes were. He quietly blocked his nostrils and picked up the skirt to wipe it.
The top-grade magic weapon Qingcheng Shang was like a mouth rag in her hand.
"Hey, fellow Taoist, I'm overly praised. I'll tell you the truth. I built the foundation at the age of thirty-five, and it was only the second time I completed it. I can't compare to my Taoist friend Lin Lang, who built the foundation at the age of twenty in Dachu. The word "model" is really no good. Dare to take it.”
As if thinking of something, the originally lively atmosphere of the banquet suddenly dimmed. Sister Ling Maid, who was playing the piano not far away, also slowed down the rhythm of her fingertips and watched everyone's faces respond to the atmosphere.
"Twenty foundation building? I'm afraid it's not a pile of medicine jars."
Jiang Zhi picked up a piece of clean bone and picked his teeth. Tian Yunwu was casually draped behind her like a hanging rope.
It was my first time to wear high-end women's clothing, so I was a little excited. Whether it looks good or not is another matter. Anyway, there are a lot of stationery.
Qi Ming didn't care about the nondescript appearance of the other party, but felt that she was informal and had the heroic legacy of ancient Wei Wu.
I just thought of that past event for a moment, and felt a little envious and melancholy.
"No, fellow Taoists don't know something. This person is of the same generation as me. Not only is he highly talented, but he has also cultivated Confucianism and physical education since he was a child.
He is able to make magic out of words and use his brushstrokes to cast his skills. There are few opponents at the same level. He and I grew up in the Shenwu camp outside the palace, and we know each other well. He is not just someone who came from a pot of medicine. "
Qi Ming played with the drinking utensils and seemed to be considering where to start.
"There was a competition in the camp many years ago, and everyone was still at the mid-level of first-level physical training. Originally, I was just trying to lose a few moves, thinking that I would catch up with my hard work in the future. Who could have imagined...
Haha, Fellow Daoist Lin is indeed the genius of our generation. In the following years, he swept away fellow Daoists of the same level in the camp, and even got the opportunity to go out and practice. In just a few months, I don't know how many little guys were scared.
Even the ghost order contained a reward for him, and those little ghosts threatened that whoever took Lin Lang's head would be rewarded with a thousand ghost crystals. Even so, he was not afraid of anything, and even killed the surrounding ghosts several times by himself, and his reputation has grown since then. "
After Qi Ming finished speaking, he shook his head and filled a glass to himself, looking at the reflection in the mellow wine, which seemed to be his lost youth.
Jiang Zhi, who was bent on establishing a relationship with the other party, saw the opportunity coming. He frowned, tapped his fingers on the table, and shook his head like an old gentleman.
Jiang Jiang was very familiar with this action. Ever since her little sister became enlightened, whenever she had any poems or lines, she would start by shaking her head and brain for a while, as if she was writing a manuscript.
Without time to greet others, Jiang Jiang hurriedly took out the Four Treasures of the Study from his storage bag, and a blue light flashed slightly on his slender fingertips...
"What does this mean, fairy?"
It's not like Qi Ming has never seen this kind of scene before, but it's not at the wine table, it should be in the study.
Jiang Jiang didn't reply, but just signaled to the other party to be calm. Then I saw Jiang Zhi shaking his little hand, holding the spiritual pen tightly, and facing the white spiritual paper, he began to show his holiness in front of people.
Li Wutian's army is prosperous, and it is as solemn and majestic.
The general is riding fast, his air is flying like stars.
Yesterday I cherished my hand, but today I have no idea.
The heavenly army is noble, don't kill, it's not about capturing.
Jiang Zhi lifted the pen high, seemingly satisfied with his magic modification, and looked up at the shocked expression on the other side.
I copied it, but not everything.
"Oh, this poem seems to be missing a title."
Jiang Zhi deliberately raised his voice and glanced at his sister quietly.
"Yes, but I don't know who this poem... was written for."
As expected of a biological sister, Jiang Jiang looked at her little eyes and immediately asked with deep understanding.
"Of course, after listening to what Senior Qi said, I felt something."
Jiang Zhi carefully controlled the pen and ink not to stain the spiritual paper, and still held the pen tip high. This time, she looked the most tired.
After all, the spiritual power at the first level of Qi Refining was limited, and she could no longer control it.
"It's better to call it... Wen Qi Xianda said it, and add the date in front."
Jiang Zhi wrote quickly, fearing that the ink would stain the entire paper. He wrote the title in a hurry, and finally finished it before his spiritual power was exhausted.
At this time, the fragrance of the pen and ink has not completely evaporated, and bursts of spiritual energy are pouring out from bottom to top, just like the traces of smoke imprinted on the desert, allowing people to see at a glance that there is something spiritual here.
boom!
Suddenly, a golden light flashed in the sky, with a momentum like a rainbow and an astonishing momentum.
"Hey, it's a pity that I can't show up now, so I wasted a lot of immortal energy."
"Time is also destiny."
"Xianqi! Delicious!"
The jade leaf moved automatically without wind, but Jiang Zhi's mind was not on it. After all, it was her first time to see such a strange sight.
It turns out that poetry and articles can really trigger celestial phenomena, rather than gusts of wind...
Unlike Jiang Zhi and Jiang Jiang, who were sitting aside and staring at each other, Qi Ming was shocked and then overjoyed when he saw this.
At first I thought the poem rhymed, but he was not a Confucian scholar and had read very few books, so he didn't know much about it.
But I can't see it myself, but Heaven can.
"Opportunity...this is my opportunity..."
Qi Ming stood tremblingly under the power of heaven. This was the first time he felt such terrifying power.
Even when he was building the foundation, he had overcome the inner demon tribulation, and there was no such indescribable terror now, but...it seemed that the person the terror was targeting was not him.
Because he instinctively felt that this terrifying power had transferred.
Jiang Zhi looked at Qi Ming, who was full of excitement, and was satisfied with her plagiarism level from the bottom of her heart. She still remembered what her teacher said when she was in school——
If you modify someone else's stuff, doesn't it become your own?
Jiang Zhi nodded, very satisfied with her intelligence, but she couldn't laugh after a while.
Yes, yes, it seems that I won’t have to burn paper for Grandpa Li Bai in the future, and I will save a lot of money...
etc? Why did that thing come down? Damn it? !
