After the banquet, Vulcan Ape and Lao Jianjiao came to Huanzhen Sword Peak together.
Jian Huanzhen led Jin Zaigan, Yuanrong Yuanyue and Yuanying had already come out to greet them.
"I have met Senior Vulcan Ape, Elder Yan, and fellow Taoists."
Everyone salutes and greets.
"I've met the sword master. I haven't seen him for many years. The sword master's cultivation is getting stronger and stronger."
Yan Liuquan and others quickly returned the gift.
The Vulcan Ape said nothing and nodded slightly towards the sword.
Jian really didn't care. The ape in front of him had lived for at least thousands of years. He was also the protector of the Fire God Palace. His rank was as high as the eighth level. With his current strength, he didn't have much chance of winning. It was normal to be arrogant.
"Really, please make arrangements for these fellow Taoists from the Fire God Palace, and I'll go have a nice get-together with these old friends."
Old Jianjiao said in a low voice.
"Okay, Elder Yan, come with me."
Huanzhen Sword Master smiled and nodded, leading Yan Liuquan to fly towards the top of Sword Peak.
As for the remaining cultivators of the Fire God Palace, other disciples of the Sword Sect entertained them thoroughly.
Deep in Jianfeng.
After the old sword dragon returned to his lair, he wrapped himself around the giant silver pillar.
The Vulcan Ape came close to the giant pillar and circled around it several times, marveling at it.
"Jian Zong is very kind to you old guy. In order to let you survive as long as possible, he actually created such a treasure for you."
"There is no other way. With this treasure, I can better maintain my spirituality."
Old Jianjiao said unhurriedly, already used to the nonsense of his good friend in front of him.
"In order to live a few more years, what's the point of hiding in this turtle shell all the time? It's better to be free and carefree like me."
The Vulcan Ape said with disdain.
"You have lived for thousands of years, and what have you never seen? You still wander around when you are about to die."
"Why don't you learn like me and stay in the cave to taste fine wine every day."
The old sword dragon said calmly, and then a small white jade bottle filled with silver-gray spiritual liquid appeared in front of his head, and the real sword liquid inside turned into a small stream and poured into his mouth.
"Don't tell me, that spirit brew is indeed quite interesting and worth a drink."
The Vulcan Ape smacked his lips and said.
"To be able to brew a fifth-grade spiritual brew of such quality, the future of your Sword Sect disciples has obviously been delayed by your Dongxuan Sword Sect."
It said in a sinister tone.
"You old monkey, do you think you look down on my disciple of the Sword Sect so much?"
"That little friend not only knows how to brew spiritual brew, he is also extremely proficient in swordsmanship, spiritual cultivation, and making talismans. He is better than all the disciples of your Fire God Palace."
The old sword dragon blew on the long silver-white beards hanging down on both sides of his head, and the sword intent around him suddenly seemed to be adding fuel to a fire, churning endlessly.
"Really? How could your sword sect be so lucky to have picked up an all-rounder?"
The Vulcan Ape asked in confusion.
"I'll let you see the background of my Sword Sect later."
The two beasts had been apart for many years, but when they saw each other they started bickering and never got tired of it, showing no mercy when exposing each other's shortcomings.
The day passed before you knew it, but the two beasts were still full of energy and showed no sign of fatigue.
"Okay, you old monkey hasn't lived for many years, but you are still so sharp and sharp."
"Take a rest, I'll call that disciple to come and give you a taste of the best spiritual brew!"
The old sword dragon's long body was coiled on the silver-white giant pillar and he said lazily.
"If the ones behind it don't have the quality of the real sword liquid, I can't spare you, old guy."
The Vulcan Ape sat on a red stone chair and shouted to the old sword dragon from a distance.
"We'll see."
The old sword dragon replied confidently, and a small shadow of a dragon flashed past wrapped in a sword light.
At the top of Jianfeng Peak, Lu Xuan was cultivating spiritual plants in the spiritual field. Suddenly, he felt something in his heart and his spiritual consciousness swept outside the cave.
A slender dragon coiled on a small silver sword stopped at the entrance of the cave.
"Lao Jianjiao's message?"
His body flashed, and a ray of spiritual consciousness was separated from the slender dragon. Suddenly, the familiar voice of the old sword dragon appeared in his ears.
"Little friend Lu, come to my cave. My good friend is here."
"Here we are at last. Old Jianjiao's friend must have an extraordinary origin."
"Having the special ability to discern information about spiritual beasts, pleasing a spiritual beast is nothing to me."
Lu Xuan was confident and entered the depths of Jianfeng.
Passing through the many restrictions, Lu Xuan saw at a glance the old sword dragon hovering on the silver-white giant pillar, and the ape in the sky that looked like a ball of blazing flames.
"I've met two seniors!"
Lu Xuanggong gave his sincere greetings.
"Um."
For the sake of Lao Jianjiao, the Vulcan Ape nodded lightly towards Lu Xuan.
"This is the strange beast Vulcan Ape from the Fire God Palace. He is a bit venomous and has a pretty good character. Little friend, just take out your spirit brewing spirit fruit."
"That's right, even if you poison me to death, this old immortal is still responsible."
The Vulcan Ape high in the sky said with a half-smile.
"Okay, please let me taste it, senior."
Lu Xuan couldn't figure out how these two old monsters got along, so he had to bite the bullet and take out the many bottles of spiritual brew that had been prepared.
"This junior has been fond of all kinds of rare and rare spiritual plants throughout his life, and by the way, he has done some research on several spiritual brews."
"Currently, we have four fifth-grade spiritual brews, namely Huanzhen Sword Liquid, Green Gel, Ape Demon Wine and Xinyan Wine."
He each took out two bottles of fifth-grade spiritual brew and distributed them to the old sword dragon and the fire god ape on both sides.
This Vulcan Ape's background was so great that he didn't even bring out the fourth-grade jade-washing spirit dew and ice marrow spirit brew.
"Yes, there are actually four kinds."
The Vulcan Ape ignored the Huanzhen Sword Liquid that he had already tried and picked up a bottle of green spiritual liquid.
"This is green gel. It is the spiritual dew that the juniors specially collected from high-level spiritual plants in the early morning. It is brewed with a variety of spiritual fruits and flowers. It has a fresh and natural taste. It has good effects on the soul and body.
The nourishing effect can make the soul strong and the body clean, and it also has a strong healing effect."
Lu Xuan quickly explained.
"Fancy."
The Vulcan Ape made a simple comment and drank a large mouthful of green gel.
"The quality is pretty good, but the taste is too bland. It's not much different from drinking water. It's just mediocre."
Its eyes were focused on the Xinyan wine next to it.
On the surface of the golden spirit liquid, there is a faint pure white flame burning quietly.
Seeing this bottle of Xin Yan Wine, a fire spiritual liquid, some interest emerged in its eyes.
With a gentle inhale, a large mouthful of Xinyan wine poured into your throat.
Suddenly, a hot breath flowed through its limbs and bones, making it feel refreshed in its heart.
"Good wine! This is the wine we should drink!"
"That kid, this is called Xinyan Wine, right?"
The Vulcan Ape turned to Lu Xuan and said.
"Senior, it's Xinyan wine, brewed with fifth-grade fire spiritual plants as the main material. It's extremely powerful and powerful."
Lu Xuan probably understood the hobbies of the Vulcan Ape in front of him, and introduced it in a concise and concise manner.
At this point, it no longer cares about the functions of the spirit brew, but focuses more on the taste of the spirit brew itself.
"It's better than that Real Sword Liquid, it's worth a drink."