The Black Epiphyllum Tavern is located on Liujin Street. This is a century-old shop and can be regarded as one of the most famous taverns in Xixiang City. Zhou Tao and Zhao Sheng walked in. There were several people in the tavern, looking up and down with ill intentions.

He looked at the two people who came in.

"This is it, Ah Sheng. Let me tell you, the ice flame wine here is the most famous. You must try it." Zhou Tao ignored those unfriendly eyes and introduced to Zhao Sheng.

The two of them walked straight to the bar.

"Two glasses of ice and flames." Zhou Tao said to the waiter.

"Can cats and dogs come in now?" A discordant voice suddenly came from the hall.

Zhou Tao and Zhao Sheng froze and turned their heads.

The person who spoke was a tall middle-aged man wearing the clothes of Shen Nian Palace. The decorations on his clothes showed that he was the third-class steward of Shen Nian Palace.

Zhou Tao frowned slightly.

"Brother, we should be strangers to each other. I just brought my friends in for a drink. I didn't offend you, right?" Zhou Tao asked.

"Who do you call brother and brother? Do you deserve it? How dare a pariah come here and be on an equal footing with me? What the hell!" The third-class steward cursed and stood up. The smell of alcohol on his body made Zhou Tao and Zhao Sheng even more agitated.

Not happy.

Zhao Sheng was about to have a seizure, but Zhou Tao held him down.

"A Sheng, don't be impulsive, this is the City of Dreams." Zhou Tao whispered to his companions.

He turned around again and said to the third-class steward: "Master cultivator, we don't know the rules here, so we're leaving right now."

Zhou Tao forcibly dragged Zhao Sheng and turned around to leave.

The third-class steward staggered over, looked at the two of them coldly and said, "You bastards are here, come and leave as you please? What are the etiquettes you should have when meeting a cultivator?"

Do you want me to teach you? Kneel down! Everyone kowtows to me a hundred times, and then crawls out for me!"

Zhou Tao's expression became a little stiff. His hand was still holding on to his companion. He looked at the other people in the lobby, including the workers in the lobby and the bartender. Everyone had a look of gloating on their faces.

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Zhou Tao's mood also became very bad. He ignored the words of the third-class steward, dragged his companions, and wanted to leave.

The wooden benches, one after another, automatically slid in front of the two of them as if by some strange mistake. This was obviously caused by the third-class steward using his mind power.

The third-class steward said with a big tongue and a ferocious smile: "Grandpa, did you let you go? Each of you kowtows a hundred times, and no one is allowed to be missing..."

Zhou Tao couldn't help but sigh.

He whispered to his companion: "A Sheng, move quickly!"

Zhou Tao let go of his companion's hand, and almost at the same moment, the two of them raised their hands. A silver-white machine box appeared on each hand. The silver-white box had a pattern of a flying dragon in the sky, which was very dazzling.

What is even more dazzling is the brilliant fire light released from the silver-white box.

'Whoosh...' There was a rapid sound, and in the blink of an eye, the third-class steward was covered in blood, with at least a dozen blood holes appearing on his body. In an instant, this arrogant third-class steward fell down with a 'bang'

If you go down, you will see that you will not survive.

The silver-white boxes in the hands of Zhou Tao and Zhao Sheng were pointed at other people in the hall again. There was a burst of exclamation in the hall, many people hid under the table, and some people lay on the ground.

Zhao Sheng quickly dodged to the side of the bartender and put the bottle of Ice Flame Wine in the bartender's tray into his arms. While the bartender was stunned, he and Zhou Tao rushed out like a whirlwind.

"Killing, killing!" A moment later, a shrill cry rang out from the Black Epiphyllum Tavern.

Zhou Tao secretly screamed bad luck, took Zhao Sheng and ran out.

Soon, more and more cultivators were surrounding us.

"Run separately!" Zhou Tao suddenly said.

"Understood!" Zhao Sheng said. The two suddenly separated. One continued to move forward, while the other turned into an alley next to the avenue.

It was Zhao Sheng's first time to come to Xixiang City. What he knew about this place was just looking at the map for a short time on the road. This time, he was really disappointed. He originally came here to practice with Zhou Tao. Unexpectedly

, something like this happened on the first day. It didn’t matter that something happened to him, but Zhou Tao was also implicated, which made Zhao Sheng feel very guilty.

He touched the glory bombs on his body and felt very heavy. This Xixiang City is the main city of Shen Nian Palace, and it has strong hands. If you want to escape, the chance of escaping is very slim.

Turning into an alley again, he yanked the green coat on his body, and in a blink of an eye, the color of his clothes turned black. He quickly took out a handkerchief from his arms, and there was a sugar cube in the handkerchief. He did not hesitate

Yes, he swallowed it. At the same time, he quickly wiped his face twice with a handkerchief. Soon, his originally fair face immediately turned dark, and he walked back along the way he came.

He didn't take two steps when he was bumped into by someone who was pursuing him. They were chasing a group of cultivators. The person who collided with him gave him a cold look and cursed: "Get away!"

He quickly lowered his head and stepped aside. When the group of cultivators ran past, he quickly exerted force on his feet and left quickly. He casually walked into a restaurant, found a table by the street and sat down.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise not far away, and several people ran out of the restaurant. Zhao Sheng could no longer hold back his tears, and slipped down...

There was a lot of chatter in the restaurant, everyone was talking about the explosion just now.

Zhao Sheng had no intention of listening to what these people were saying. The waiter came over and he casually ordered two dishes.

"Cumin beef, stir-fried three-flowered flower, would you like to drink some wine? The store's home-brewed rice wine is very good..." the waiter greeted.

"No, I have good wine myself. Please bring me two wine cups." Zhao Sheng said in a deep voice.

The wine cups were quickly brought over, and Zhao Sheng poured ice and flame wine into both wine cups.

"Brother Tao, let me give you a drink!" Zhao Sheng whispered to himself, his heart was extremely heavy. If he hadn't been so good at what was in the cup, Zhou Tao would not have sacrificed himself.

After taking a sip of the glass of wine, the cold wine went down his throat, and then a scorching heat surged up from his lower abdomen, making his body feel hot. The spicy alcohol surged up, and he couldn't help but cough repeatedly.

"The rabbit is dead and the fox is sad. No wonder you are so sad. This is the city of your dreams, not a place where you can run wild." A man, who looked like a ghost, appeared opposite him.

Zhao Sheng suddenly found that he could not move his whole body. Is this the power of a cultivator? Zhao Sheng felt a little sad.

He looked at the young man in white opposite him in surprise, feeling a little desperate in his heart.

The young man in white picked up the wine glass on the table and swallowed it in one gulp. He closed his eyes and sipped the taste. After a long time, he exhaled a long breath of wine.

"Ice Flame Wine is indeed the best wine in the world. You two thieves want to drink two glasses of it even if you don't hesitate to expose your identity. Hey, if word of this spreads, you will be promoting this wine for free, haha."

Zhao Sheng could not move his body, but he could still speak: "This kind of wine is considered the best in the world. I have gained experience. I am really a frog in the well!"

The young man in white clothes was not annoyed, but said with great interest: "You, an ordinary person, have actually drank wine that is better than this ice and fire wine, but I don't believe it."

Zhao Sheng originally wanted to say something, but thinking of the situation he was in, he decisively shut his mouth.

The young man in white originally wanted to grab a few words, but when he saw Zhao Sheng's expression of despair, he said nothing more.

He walked up to Zhao Sheng and began to fumble around on him. Eagle strike crossbow, first aid kit, black steel dagger, telescopic belt, silver-white spirit fire gun, stainless steel wine bottle, glory bombs...

Every time he took out something, the young man in white frowned. When he took out Zhao Sheng's wallet and saw that there were at least forty or fifty jade shells inside, his frown deepened.

A mortal carrying a huge sum of money and extremely well-equipped equipment, from the perspective of a spiritual cultivator, he looked at him with envy.

Thinking of the mortal in front of him, who had laughed at him as a frog in the well before, he became more and more cautious. He was also considered an elite disciple of the sect, but his equipment was far inferior to that of the ordinary-looking mortal in front of him.

Who is it, who belongs to that force, who comes to Xixiang City, and where does he come from?

Suddenly the jade talisman on his body emitted a burst of red light. He quickly picked up the jade talisman and input his spiritual power.

"Zhao Sheng, please bring people to the pleated house." came a careless voice.

Zhao Sheng was a little surprised. He raised his head and looked carefully at this disciple with the same name as Shen Nian Palace.

This is really a coincidence. The mortal Zhao Sheng and the monk Zhao Sheng, because of a strange combination of circumstances, the two actually had such an intersection.

"Okay, my disciple will send the person over to you right away." Monk Zhao Sheng responded quickly.

The monk Zhao Sheng withdrew his magic power, and the body of the mortal Zhao Sheng was able to move again. He looked at the monk Zhao Sheng and suddenly said: "Although I haven't eaten a bite of food, I still want to pay for the meal..."

Monk Zhao Sheng hesitated for a moment, then took out a white shell from his pocket and put it on the table.

The monk Zhao Sheng took the mortal Zhao Sheng out of the restaurant. There were several monks waiting outside the restaurant.

"Senior Brother Zhao, if you hadn't taken action this time, this thief would have almost escaped."

"Senior Brother Zhao is indeed the most outstanding disciple of our Shen Nian Palace. This thief is so cunning. If it weren't for you, I would have almost let him escape."

Everyone was paying tribute to the monk Zhao Sheng.

Monk Zhao Sheng smiled slightly.

"Elder Gongde sent a message and asked me to hurry over. I won't talk to you junior brothers anymore. Brothers, I will treat you to a drink at the Old Dongcheng Tavern tonight." Zhao Sheng said.

Everyone was overjoyed and hurriedly sent monk Zhao Sheng off.

The monk Zhao Sheng carried the mortal Zhao Sheng, unfolded his spiritual wings, and flew up.

"Take a good look at this beautiful City of Dreams. Maybe you won't be able to see it in the future." The monk Zhao Sheng said to the mortal Zhao Sheng.

Mortal Zhao Sheng said: "I have seen the most majestic and spectacular city, and the most beautiful and exquisite city. This dilapidated city is also called beautiful. It seems that brother still lacks knowledge after all."

The monk Zhao Sheng was stunned, this was really a strange mortal.

The monk Zhao Sheng was very fast and flew low. After a while, he carried the mortal Zhao Sheng to a courtyard.

The courtyard has obviously been carefully repaired. Although it is just a fence, an old wooden house, and a simple firewood door, it can still be seen that the owner is a person who attaches great importance to life.

"Disciple Zhao Sheng, please see the meritorious elder." Monk Zhao Sheng said loudly outside Chai Fei.

"Come in!" A voice came from the yard.

The monk Zhao Sheng quickly led the mortal Zhao Sheng into the courtyard.
To be continued...