0p0 Chapter 225 Buddhist Beads
Chapter 225 Buddhist Beads
The three of them arrived at the Wanjian Sect's headquarters. As soon as they stepped into Si Qianning's yard, Luo Shan and Ling Wanran saw a middle-aged male cultivator who was unkempt and wearing a brown robe.
The male cultivator was holding a jade gourd in his hand and was half lying on a chair at the door, drinking wine comfortably.
"master!"
Si Qianning's voice became louder: "My spiritual wine!"
"Disciple, I have finished the wine that I brought." The middle-aged male cultivator lazily wiped the water stains from the corners of his mouth, and a jade bottle appeared in his hand.
"This is the Purple Gold Pill that you asked me for not long ago. I had to sacrifice a lot of my reputation in front of the headmaster to get it. You must remember to show respect to me in the future."
After saying that, he raised his eyebrows proudly.
Si Qianning twitched her lips, but she had obviously already gotten used to her master's strange skin.
"Master, have you drunk all my spirit wine?"
"How could that be? I only drank one pot." Master Xuan Yang was about to say something earnestly about female cultivators not drinking too much, but when he noticed someone else outside the door, he straightened his seat:
"Disciple, there are outsiders here, why didn't you remind your master?"
True Lord Xuan Yang straightened his collar without changing his expression, looked up, and said with a smile:
"Nanjiang Corpse Puppet, are you the Luo Shan?"
"Could this person next to you be Ling Wanran?"
"Senior Xuan Yang!"
"Senior Xuan Yang!"
The two men nodded respectfully, then glanced at Master Xuan Yang inconspicuously.
If True Lord Wuhen of Wuji Sect is known as the number one swordsman in the Four Directions Realm, then True Lord Xuanyang would be the second. However, what people talk about more than his swordsmanship is his relationship with sword and wine.
“You are not even fifty years old, but you have already reached the golden elixir stage. Not bad.” True Lord Xuan Yang praised and then looked at Ling Wanran.
"At the peak of foundation building, the aptitude is not bad either."
"I'm afraid you three have something to say, so I won't disturb you." Master Xuanyang yawned, and then disappeared on the spot.
The next time he appeared was in the meeting hall of the Wanjian Sect’s headquarters.
"Brother, what happened that made you call me here?"
I wanted to have a chat with my disciple's two good friends, but suddenly I heard a message from my own senior brother.
"Something happened to the Demon-Sealing Barrier." The head of the Wanjian Sect had a serious look on his face. The reason he let him pass through the City Lord's Mansion just now was because of this matter.
"Something happened, how could it happen?" Master Xuan Yang, who had originally had his eyes half-closed, suddenly became alert, his eyes sharp, no longer showing the lazy and decadent attitude just now.
“In the previous battle against the demons, only four gods were dispatched. Another one used some means to sneak into the wilderness and destroyed several formations of the demon-sealing formation.” The leader of the Wanjian Sect had a very ugly expression on his face.
“This... the demon inside the seal?” True Lord Xuanyang also realized that something was wrong, and his tone became serious.
"The barrier won't last long. I will go back to the sect in person and ask Uncle Master Liu to come out of seclusion."
"The Wuji Sect and the Imperial Sect will also invite the God-Transforming Venerable." After the Wanjian Sect leader finished speaking, he glanced at Master Xuanyang:
"Junior brother, you have to take good care of the disciples of the sect during the days I'm away."
"Brother, you know I'm not good at these. I think I should go back to the sect and you stay here." Master Xuanyang frowned.
"That's fine too."
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"Friend Luo, Friend Ling, come and try some sword wine." Si Qianning took out two bottles of wine from the house.
Thinking of her master secretly drinking a pot of sword wine, Si Qianning gritted her teeth. Her master had lied to her before, saying that the longer the sword wine was soaked in the Sword-Guiding Spirit Spring, the better. She was so fooled that she put the sword wine in the space jade bottle of the Sword-Guiding Spirit Spring, and as a result, her master stole a pot of it!
Luo San opened a pot and took a sniff. A cool breeze instantly filled his nose with the smell of alcohol. Just by smelling it, he could feel the spiritual power in his dantian stirring.
"This wine is really special." Luo Shan poured herself a glass and took a sip. The spiciness mixed with rich spiritual power came over her and then flowed directly into her dantian. The spiritual power seemed to carry the sword intent, tempering her golden elixir bit by bit.
"Sword Qi?" There is sword Qi in this wine?
Ling Wanran also took a sip and nodded:
"Such a rich spiritual power. This cup is equivalent to several spiritual replenishing pills."
"And the spiritual power here also carries sword energy."
It’s really special.
"Hahaha, how about it? It's worth my trip, isn't it?" Si Qianning said with a smile, and poured herself a glass. Unlike Luo Shan and Ling Wanran who took sips, she drank it in one gulp.
After finishing a cup, Si Qianning moved her neck: "I'm really satisfied."
"Friend Luo, Friend Ling, you should also try to drink it all in one gulp, it will feel more refreshing."
As he said this, he poured himself another glass.
The three of them chatted in Si Qianning's house, drinking and talking about the gossip in the Sifang Realm these days.
"All of you have become Jindan Zhenren. Sigh, I thought that only Daoist Fellow Ling and I were competing for the top spot in the foundation building rankings. Who would have thought that Jia Riyue would suddenly appear."
"I feel unlucky whenever I talk about that wretched man."
As they were talking, Si Qianning started talking about Jia Riyue.
After all, she was ahead of him in the standings, which really bothered her, not to mention what happened afterwards. She felt unlucky whenever she thought about it.
"Jia Riyue?" Ling Wanran glanced at Luo Shan, and saw that Luo Shan's smiling face suddenly fell, and she felt a little confused.
"Yes, it's him. You don't know, the way he looked at Fellow Daoist Luo today was really..." Si Qianning said halfway, and when she saw Luo San's gloomy look, she shut up.
"Fellow Daoist Ling, let's not talk about that unlucky thing. If you see it, you will understand it."
Fellow Daoist Ling has a gorgeous but not vulgar appearance. Compared with Fellow Daoist Luo's pure and beautiful appearance, she is even more eye-catching. When that unlucky creature sees her, he will definitely be tempted.
After drinking, Si Qianning sent Luo San and Ling Wanran out.
It is now late at night, but the lights in Fengsha City are still as bright as day, and there are many monks sitting cross-legged on both sides of the streets in the city.
When Luo Shan and Ling Wanran passed by the city gate, they saw that the Yuanying Zhenjun was still resting with his eyes closed.
As if he had noticed the gazes of Luo Shan and others, the other party raised his eyes slightly, glanced at Luo Shan, then his face changed, he stood up and flew out directly from the top of the city gate.
"Stop it!"
Outside the city, a female swordsman in white covered her chest with her hands, and the sword in her hand made a buzzing sound.
"Hand over the things." The three late Jindan cultivators in front of them stared coldly at the female swordsman.
"Hmph!" Gu Qingcheng snorted coldly, tightly grasped the Hunyuan Sword in his hand, took out a string of Buddhist beads from the storage bag, injected spiritual power into it, and smashed it directly at the three people.
The three late Jindan cultivators looked at the string of golden Buddhist beads, glanced at each other, and chose to dodge at the same time.