After getting off the Tianzhou, Zheng Qiu saw the towering mountains around him at a glance. Hey, isn't this the top of the mountain? He looked back at the position where the Tianzhou landed and found that it was on flat ground.

Crackling, crackling, a dense sound of firecrackers suddenly sounded in front, attracting his attention.

There was a group of people in front of the sect leader, and both sides were chatting happily. After a while, the group of people dispersed and lined up on both sides, leaving only one person standing next to the sect leader.

The man raised his hand and led the sect master forward. At the same time, the teams lined up on both sides followed closely to clear the way for the sect master and the man.

The sect master walked forward, and the elders also walked forward. Of course Zheng Qiu couldn't fall behind. As he walked, he looked around and looked around at this ruthless village.

The mountains here are not as leafy as the Qianyun Sect. The mountains are yellow and exposed with large areas of soil and rocks. The trees are sparse but there are many low shrubs, making it look a bit desolate.

After looking around at the surrounding peaks, Zheng Qiu discovered that the place where he was standing was a basin. This basin was quite large, and it was considered a rare plain in Yunxiu. Jueqing Suixinzhuang was located right in the center of the plain.

To be honest, Zheng Qiu couldn't tell that this was a sect at all. Looking ahead from here, he saw that they were all low-rise houses with tile roofs. The houses were built with stones as foundations and walls with gray and red adobe bricks. The pillars and beams were The trunk of the tree, even the bark has not been scraped clean.

Most of the houses have one floor, and occasionally there are two floors, but I have never seen three floors. Rather than saying that this is a sect, it is better to say that this is a town, an old town that is not prosperous.

Zheng Qiu followed the elders and found that the road under his feet was paved with gravel and loess. The road was not wide, not even three feet wide.

Every house on both sides of the road is hung with red ribbons, and long strings of firecrackers are set up on bamboo poles above the eaves. They crackle, smoke rises, and exploding colored paper scatters like snowflakes in the sky.

Under the eaves on both sides of the road, there were many onlookers standing. These people were dressed in coarse cloth, some were holding farm tools, and some were carrying bamboo baskets. They seemed to be ordinary people, residents of this old town.

Each of their faces was filled with a happy smile, and they kept waving to greet the visiting guests.

The more Zheng Qiu looked at it, the more confused he became. Is this a sect? Firecrackers were set off all over the street, and the townspeople lined the streets to welcome him, making it look like a wedding.

Just as he was thinking about it, the senior brother behind him patted Zheng Qiu on the shoulder and reminded him: "The elder said you should be polite, why don't you congratulate me quickly."

Zheng Qiu opened his eyes wide and asked doubtfully: "Congratulations for what?"

"Whatever, just congratulations anyway!"

At the urging of his senior brother, Zheng Qiu raised his fists, followed the example of his senior brothers and sisters, and congratulated the townspeople who were watching along the way.

"Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations..."

After walking for less than half an hour, Zheng Qiu's congratulatory arms were shaking with soreness. The leader of the sect finally stopped and followed the people around him and turned into the door on the right.

After the sect master entered, the elders also entered the door one after another. Zheng Qiu followed and walked forward. He found that the door was exactly the same as the door of ordinary people's homes. The only difference was that there was a faded wooden sign hanging above the door frame that read "Junqing Sui Xin Zhuang".

Entering the gate, you are faced with a screen made of adobe bricks. Going around the screen, there is a very large courtyard behind it. The courtyard is about twenty feet wide and thirty feet long, which is about one-third of the Qianyun Sect Tianzhou Square. size.

The courtyard is surrounded by a circle of low tile-roofed houses in the middle. At this time, the tile-roofed houses are covered with red ribbons, making them look cheerful.

The courtyard in the middle was divided into two areas. In one area, a simple arena was set up, and in the other area, there was a red velvet carpet and more than a dozen long tables.

The stranger next to the sect master said: "Without further polite words, take a seat, take a seat!"

Then he raised his hand to greet the onlookers in the courtyard: "Don't stand there stupidly, go get the food quickly!"

The elders dispersed one after another, looking for tables to sit down in order. One person sat at each table, and their apprentices sat together with their masters.

Seeing the stranger who had spoken before sitting at the top table with the sect leader, Zheng Qiu immediately understood that this stranger was Ge Wuqing.

He poked his head and looked carefully at the owner of Jueqing Suixin Village.

Ge Wuqing looked younger than the sect leader. He had neat short hair and a clean shave. He seemed to be just a young man in his twenties.

Ge Qingqing's clothes are very strange. The clothes on his upper body have narrow sleeves, and the trousers on his lower body also have narrow legs.

The clothes have no hem, only reaching to the waist, and there are no buttons or place to tie the clothes in the front, but are connected by a weird metal chain.

There is a leather belt tied around his waist. There is a square metal buckle at the front of the belt. On the right side of the belt, a small black hammer hangs.

Zheng Qiu looked at the people greeted by Ge Wuqing. These people should be disciples of Jueqing Suixinzhuang. Their clothes were normal. It seemed that Ge Wuqing was the only one who stood out.

While looking around, Zheng Qiu discovered another strange thing. Under the eaves of the tiled houses around the yard, there were many wooden boards with strange slogans written on them.

"Be ruthless but never forget your feelings, follow your heart but not your own will."

"You can't have less than one disciple, and you can't lose even half of your cultivation."

"I use my hands to make your dreams come true."

"Go your own way and let other sects have their say."

"Anyone who offends my ruthless village will be punished no matter how far away he is."

What happened to this Jueqing Suixin Village? Zheng Qiu looked at it and turned his gaze back to Ge Wuqing. He saw Ge Wuqing sitting on the right side of the table, chatting with the sect leader and cracking walnuts with a small black hammer.

What a weirdo.

Soon, the disciples of Jueqing Suixinzhuang brought out pots of fruits and vegetables. Zheng Qiu stretched out his fingers to stir in the pots and found that they were all common types in the inn.

Then the disciples in the village brought up porcelain bottles one after another, opened the corks, and a rich aroma of wine came out from inside.

Zheng Qiu picked up the bottle and poured a bowl for the master. When the wine was poured into the bowl, his eyes widened. What is this? Why is the wine red? Are there any medicinal materials added?

Master Mingzong also showed a surprised look, and slowly put down the wine bowl he had picked up. After all, it was something he had never seen before, so it was better to be careful.

Seeing that no one among the elders picked up the bowl, the sect leader naturally knew the reason, and he also had the same concern in his heart.

So he smiled and asked: "Master Ge, what is this? Although there is a smell of wine, there seems to be no red wine in Yunxiu."

Ge Qingqing put down the hammer, swept aside the walnut shells on the table, and laughed: "That's right, you don't know this."

After that, he stood up, picked up the wine bowl on the table, raised his voice and said to the people below: "Dear guests of the Qianyun Sect, I once got a handful of seeds. When these seeds mature, they will produce purple-red fruits with a sweet taste. They are

Excellent wine. I named this fruit grape, and this wine, wine."

Ge Qingqing then drank the wine bowl in one gulp, and exhaled with a grin: "Refreshing! Although this wine is not a great tonic, nor can it help with cultivation, it is absolutely harmless to people and tastes good. Everyone is welcome to drink it, no need to be polite.
Chapter completed!