Cheng Yu nodded slightly when he heard this, turned to Wenjun and asked:
"Excuse me, Mr. Wen, is Yuan Deng still in the palace?"
Wenjun heard this and immediately said yes.
"Can you please come over for a while?"
Wenjun nodded and turned around to leave the side hall. It was less than time for a cup of tea. Yuan Deng followed Wenjun into the hall, and the boy in green clothes behind him followed him in with a tea tray.
After Yuan Deng paid homage to Cheng Yu and Lord Wu, the four of them sat facing each other, and the boy in green presented four cups of tea to them in turn.
Cheng Yu held the tea cup, and it was cool in the tentacles. There was no heat coming out. It was actually herbal tea.
Just as he was about to speak, Mr. Wu next to him started to argue:
"I said Wen Ting, you have to strictly follow the rules here. I waited for a long time before serving the tea.
Moreover, this tea is getting weaker and weaker. Your Qian Mansion brings so much good tea from the world every year and you still don’t want to give me a sip?"
After saying that, he approached Cheng Yu carelessly, sniffed, and immediately said angrily:
"How come your guests are still treated in different grades? Why is Mr. Cheng's tea so rich and fragrant, but the tea given to me fades away!"
When Wen Jun heard this, he glanced at the boy in green and ordered him to make two more cups. Wu Jun reluctantly gave up and sat back in his chair angrily.
Only then did Cheng Yu have the chance to speak and asked Yuan Deng:
"Mr. Yuan, you have been practicing in Qingluo Mountain for a long time, are you familiar with the other side of the ridge?"
Yuan Deng was stunned when he heard this and asked:
"Why did my benefactor say this? What happened to Qingluo Mountain?"
Yuan Deng felt that something big must have happened to allow Cheng Yu to come to the Yinsi in person to ask questions. Suddenly he remembered the falcon friend and hurriedly asked:
"But what trouble did the Falcon Monster cause?"
Cheng Yu waved his hand, turned around and asked Wu Jun to present the woman's last experience to Yuan Deng again.
Yuan Deng stared closely into the air. When he saw the woman falling into a leeward mountain col and being sucked into the white silk wadding, he suddenly stood up, his hands trembling slightly.
"This... this is the place where the evil dragon practiced before he turned into a dragon. But after he left the dragon, the place became deserted. How could such an evil thing appear again?"
Everyone was shocked when they heard this. It turned out that this place was the place where the one-horned black dragon once practiced.
"This ball of white silk is that evil dragon. It was injured here after being injured by thunder?"
"No, that evil dragon is also from the water system, and its original appearance is completely black. It should be a black aura, and there is no reason to be white."
"Well, and this place is quite far away from his Jiangbo Temple. There is no reason why he can't stay near his ancestral hall and use the power of Xuanhuang's wish to heal his injuries, and then run back to his previous training place."
Wenjun also added.
After Cheng Yu lowered his head and thought for a while, he raised his hands to the civil and military monarchs and asked:
"The mountains here belong to Qingjiang County next door. I wonder if you two have any friendship with Mr. Wenwu of Qingjiang County?"
"This..."
Both the civil and military monarchs shook their heads, Wen Jun said:
"Qingjiang County is very far away from Qingluo Mountain, and it is almost diagonal to the mountain col. Within Yinsi, communication across the border is impossible. This must be one of the reasons why Yinsha chose that mountain col. After all,
It can be regarded as the handover between two counties. The sky is high and the emperor is far away."
Cheng Yu nodded and immediately said goodbye to Er Jun and Yuan Deng. Yuan Deng stopped Cheng Yu and said:
"If my benefactor is interested in inspecting that mountain col, he can take advantage of the situation and fill in the mountain col to block the evil spirit here. If not, other troubles may occur in the future."
Cheng Yu glanced at Yuan Deng and nodded silently.
He handed over his hand and said goodbye to Lord Wu and Lord Wu. Lord Wu insisted on dragging Cheng Yu to his palace to drink.
But Cheng Yu hurried back to check, and Lord Wu saw that he really had no intention of drinking at this time, so he had to get closer and said to him:
"Although the mountain valley where the evil evil is located is not within our county, it is too close to our county. If Mr. Cheng can really get rid of this scourge this time, it will be an immeasurable benefit to both counties.
I just saw that inside the twisting spirit summoned by my husband, in addition to the cold air of the snowflake, there was also the breath of my Martial Lord's token..."
At this point, the elegant spirit in Cheng Yu's body suddenly trembled, and then rushed out of the body, "buzzing" at Wu Jun and swaying rapidly from side to side, as if in silent protest.
Cheng Yu used his consciousness to pull him back into his body. Wu Jun found it interesting and just laughed and said:
"According to my judgment, after this spirit has tainted my token, it seems to have a restraining effect on the evil spirits in the mountain. Sir, give me the token, and I will inject some Wu Jun's will power to ensure that I can hit it with one blow.
."
"Such a thank you to Mr. Wu."
"Nothing matters about trivial matters."
Cheng Yu took the ebony token and felt that his tentacles were even colder and more settled.
Wujun summoned a circle of light, enclosed the two of them within it, and shouted: "Wujun Qingchuan, farewell."
The aperture flickered and then disappeared, leaving only the Yin difference of Wenjun Hall.
In Lord Wu's palace, Cheng Yu asked how he could return to the Yang Realm. Lord Wu said he was not in a hurry and called a general, Wu Ban, to personally lead the patrol to Longxiang River and secretly inspect the one-horned bird.
The whereabouts of the black dragon.
The military judge took the order and left.
Wu Jun took the opportunity to drag Cheng Yu to the side hall and insisted on sitting down to drink. Cheng Yu had no choice but to sit down with a smile.
A military judge brought a tray with wine utensils, and Wu Jun said:
"The wine I brew is no worse than the fruit wine from Huichunlou, and drinking it has the effect of nourishing the soul and protecting the essence."
Cheng Yu picked up a glass of wine. It looked like water. He sniffed it at the end of his nose and found that the aroma was indeed mellow.
The three Qi spirits in his body immediately woke up one by one, and even the sleepy one in the middle was eager to try.
Especially the restless one on the left, if Cheng Yu's spiritual consciousness had not suppressed him, he would have almost immediately jumped out of the body and plunged into the wine glass.
Cheng Yu shook his head and smiled bitterly. The three Qi spirits were somewhat in line with him, and their resistance to alcohol was not high.
He immediately let go of his thoughts, and "swish, swish, swish" three air spirits sprang out of his body almost in no particular order, and the finished glyphs surrounded the wine glass.
The restless spirit was sipping wine and twisting from side to side, driving the other two spirits aside and occupying half of the area.
The three little guys were squirming, and the restless one was buzzing around in front of Cheng Yu's eyes, like a drunken fistfight.
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Seeing that they were almost making trouble, and fearing that something might really happen in the Wu Lord Palace, Cheng Yu waved his robe sleeves, and the three spirit spirits were dragged into his body.
The restless one didn't give in at first, looking restless as if he hadn't had enough to drink. Seeing that there was no alcohol left in the cup, he turned his attention to the wine bottle on the tray. When Cheng Yu wasn't paying attention, he made a whoosh sound.
Get into the jug.
Cheng Yu smiled bitterly and used his spiritual consciousness to forcefully pull him out of the mouth of the wine pot.
This cyclone shape was still stained with drops of wine, and now it had softened into a pile of mud, letting out a wine belch.
Cheng Yu secretly thought to himself that after returning home, he must strictly discipline these three spirits and not continue to coddle them like this.
He threw the restless spirit back into his body.
As soon as the three spirit spirits entered Yu Yuanshen, they all fell down and fell asleep. Cheng Yu looked at them with his mind and found that all of them had become stronger.
Especially those who are so active.
Cheng Yu raised his hands and said to Wu Jun that he was rude.
Lord Wu was dazzled and marveled. He laughed and said, "It's okay." He also called a martial judge outside the palace and ordered him to get another pot of new wine.
Cheng Yu glanced at the wine glass in his hand. It was still full after being sucked by the spirit spirit, but when he smelled it, it was as light as water and there was no trace of the aroma of wine.
Wu Jun poured him a new glass of wine, and Cheng Yu drank it directly into his throat this time, good wine!
As expected, it is no worse than green plum fruit wine. Although it does not have the aroma of green plum fruit, it is more mellow and has a much higher alcohol content than that fruit wine.
Moreover, after drinking this wine, the spirit will be clear, the spiritual platform will be pure, and the soul will be nourished.
What a great wine!
"Is this wine famous?"
"I have brewed some loose wine at home, but I haven't named it yet. How about... sir, give me one?"
