Chapter 386 World Conference
Qingfeng sighed and strode into the city, followed closely by Bu Chenshuang and Mo Xie.
However, the city is not as lively as it used to be, and there are not many small traders and hawkers on both sides of the street. Passers-by keep talking about where ghosts are haunting, and where there are evil ghosts killing people.
Qingfeng came to a restaurant and was taken directly to the second floor by the waiter. His favorite seat was to sit by the window, so he chose that place.
Then he told the waiter that he would like to have a table of their specialty wine and food.
In just a short while, delicacies from the mountains and seas were served one by one, and the breeze had not eaten the fireworks of the world for a long time. Seeing so many delicacies today, my appetite was whetted for a while.
This was the first time for Bu Chenshuang to see so many things, and she didn’t know what to eat. In fact, for many years, she had been adopted by his master’s big ghost. She had lived on steamed buns and barbecued game. When should she eat? There are so many different things.
"You're welcome. I'll treat you to whatever you want."
Bu Chenshuang picked up her chopsticks and took a bite of the fish to eat. She immediately felt the deliciousness. She had never eaten anything so delicious. This delicious taste seemed to open up her taste buds. She picked up her chopsticks and started eating each dish one by one. Taste it.
Qingfeng couldn't help but smile when he saw this scene.
Then he took out a wine gourd and poured out a glass of fine wine. This wine was not only the fruit wine brought out from the Phoenix Nest.
Although he still had half a cauldron there, he was reluctant to drink it. After all, a little would be too much.
He picked up the cup and took a sip, then saw Bu Chenshuang's nose twitching and looked over.
She grabbed the wine glass, raised it and drank it in one gulp.
As soon as the wine entered her stomach, Bu Chenshuang's eyes immediately lit up, because she found that this small glass of wine was actually equivalent to the spiritual power she had cultivated for several months. She was shocked on the spot for a moment, and her eyes were full of disbelief.
"Are there any more?" she asked with some excitement in her voice.
Qingfeng was reluctant to give up, but seeing her pitiful look, he reluctantly poured her another glass.
Bu Chenshuang naturally knew at this time that this wine was extraordinary. Although she didn't know much, she also knew that this wine was extremely precious. What surprised her was that this man was very generous.
Bu Chenshuang didn't show any politeness and drank it all in one gulp, with a look of satisfaction on his face.
At this moment, a group of big men came up and sat next to Qingfeng.
After a while, several more monks came upstairs and sat on the other side of them.
After Bu Chenshuang drank the wine, there was a hint of blush on her originally pale face.
She held the wine glass and looked at Qingfeng, but in the end she didn't ask for anything.
Qingfeng took the cup, poured himself another cup, and tasted it slowly.
At this time, the aroma of wine filled the air, and suddenly the entire restaurant exuded a faint aroma of wine.
When everyone heard it, their pores felt soothed and they all praised it as a good wine.
For a while, everyone began to look for the source, and someone with sharp eyes found the source at a glance, which was exactly what the breeze drank.
However, Qingfeng looked like an extraordinary person, so how could anyone dare to come over and disturb her casually.
At the table of monks next to them, someone couldn't help but come over and ask Qingfeng if he could buy a glass of the fine wine he drank.
Qingfeng was also unambiguous and told him that the wine could be sold, but it would cost a thousand spiritual stones per cup.
Hearing this price, the cultivator was immediately frightened. If he hadn't seen that Qingfeng's cultivation was unfathomable, he would have fallen out on the spot.
However, the guy still returned to his seat with a smile. The people at the table kept looking at Qingfeng and began to guess Qingfeng's identity.
At this time, Qingfeng heard the big man at the table next to him talking loudly while drinking.
"Have you heard that the Seven Immortal Sects of the Righteous Path have formed an alliance with our Zhatian Gang? From now on, our Zhatian Gang will be the largest gang in the world."
"Congratulations, your brother Yu will also be a great person in the future."
"Hahaha, after all, our chief gang leader is the most powerful. It's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to see his honor the last time I participated in the World Conference. Now that I think about it, I still feel very regretful." As he said this, the man picked up the bowl and put it in his hands. The wine in the bowl was drained in one gulp.
"I heard that your gang leader is also a master of Xuanmen. I don't know if it's true or not." Someone suddenly asked with gleaming eyes.
When the eldest brother named Yu heard this, he chuckled, and then whispered: "What do you think? My gang leader has incredible magical powers, is invincible, and his cultivation is unfathomable. No one has ever seen his true strength.
It's just that my gang leader has kept a low profile throughout his life, and few people know about it. "
Hearing these words, the man nodded slightly, not knowing what he was thinking about.
At this time, the monks at the table next to Qingfeng also started chatting.
"Hey, Lao Wang, you heard about it. Recently, a young man rose up in Huanglong Town. This man killed countless evil ghosts with a blue flying sword and kept everyone safe.
However, I heard news that a group of big ghosts will take revenge on that young man in the near future. When many immortals heard about this, they wanted to go over to help. How about I go and take a look. "
At this time, a bearded man slammed the table and said: "Okay, for such a heroic boy, those ghosts are trying to assassinate him. I really don't know what to say. Is there anyone who bullies us and other casual cultivators? I beg you to be the first to sign up for this."
Hearing that the big man was so excited, everyone expressed their determination to help him.
Qingfeng didn't expect these casual cultivators to have such great righteousness in their hearts, and couldn't help but admire them.
At this time, Bu Chenshuang touched her mouth and told Qingfeng that she was full.
Qingfeng looked at the food that she had eaten up like a whirlwind, smiled bitterly in his heart, and drank the wine in the cup.
Mo Xie was silent from beginning to end, and did not eat. Fortunately, Bu Chenshuang was not curious, just staring at Qingfeng and ignored him.
But Qingfeng knew that even if Bu Chenshuang knew Mo Xie's true identity, she would not say much with her cold personality.
Qingfeng called the waiter, threw him a piece of gold, and settled the bill of the monks at that table.
As he said that, he walked out. When the people at that table finished their meal and asked to pay the bill, they knew that Qingfeng had paid for them, and they were a little surprised.
At this time, the waiter immediately said: "The young man said that he admired the chivalry of several people, so he settled the bill for you."
Hearing this, the monks immediately straightened their chests and felt a sense of heroism rising. This kind of thing that was affirmed by the senior masters really made them feel different. ŴŴŴ.
After strolling around the city, Qingfeng and the other two left the city as night fell and continued on their way.
The journey to the East China Sea was long. Qingfeng wanted to find the Immortal Mountain there, and he also wanted to fight in this world and experience the heart of the mortal world, so as to break through to a higher level of cultivation.
And he wanted to fight, because the Hegemon Body Art and other skills could only be perfected, sublimated and broken through in battle.
Recently, evil spirits were rampant. He thought that he could get rid of the evil spirits and exercise himself at the same time, so why not?