Chapter 1134 Heartbroken people are in the end of the world
After all, Gu Yu was a prestigious guy in the divine city of the universe. He took the initiative to invite Mo Wuji, but he unexpectedly encountered such a setback, which immediately made his face look ugly.
If you want to save his face, the best way is to teach Mo Wuji a lesson right away. However, with Mo Wuji's fierceness in easily killing Liu Wan just now, and given him some courage, he wouldn't dare to teach Mo Wuji a lesson.
Take action.
"Hehe, hehe..." Gu Yu swallowed down the anger and displeasure in his heart, laughed a few times, and backed away.
"Senior Sister Ji, let's find a place to rest and wait until you recover from your injury. Fellow Daoist Lian Ji, you said there is a place to drink, so let's go have a drink together?" Mo Wuji naturally doesn't know how to manage money. Gu Yu
accurate.
"Okay, two fellow Taoists, please come with me." Lian Ji felt that Mo Wuji was unusual, and he suspected that Mo Wuji was not a quasi-sage.
If Mo Wuji was a quasi-sage, killing Liu Wan wouldn't be a big deal. After all, Liu Wan's combat power is not that strong. The reason why this person can be so arrogant in the cosmic city is mainly because he got lucky and became a quasi-sage.
Ranking. If Mo Wuji is not a quasi-sage at all, but is a Heshen monk, then it will not be easy for Mo Wuji to kill Liu Wan. Such a person will definitely be a strong person in the future, and he already admires Mo Wu
Ji was straightforward, and now that Mo Wuji invited him, he would naturally not refuse.
After Mo Wuji and the other three left, the area that Mo Wuji bombarded into ruins suddenly became commotion.
Several monks rushed to the center of the battle and snatched the Buddhist shovel that Mo Wuji had not taken away.
The City of the Universe has always been a place of constant fighting, and now that a strong man like Mo Wuji has arrived, it is conceivable that this place will be even more unstable in the future.
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Although a small part of the Universe Divine City was destroyed by the fight between Mo Wuji and Liu Wan, most parts were still intact.
Lian Ji said that a place with good wine is a perfect place. It is said to be in the Divine City of the Universe, but it is actually at the very corner of the Divine City of the Universe.
Mo Wuji thought it was a restaurant before, but when he followed Lian Ji here, he realized that it was not a restaurant at all but a dark house.
At first glance, standing outside the house, it seemed a little depressing. When the three of them entered the house, the depressing feeling immediately disappeared, replaced by a refreshing joy.
Mo Wuji thought to himself, there is such a strong spiritual energy here.
The house doesn't look big, only about twenty square meters, with a small stone staircase extending to the second floor.
I don’t know what materials this room is made of. You can feel comfortable standing in it even if you are not practicing. This is definitely not just caused by the strong spiritual energy.
On the walls of the room, several low-level magic weapons were hung messily. In addition, there was a refining furnace in the corner. In the middle of the room, there was a square table with a chair on each side of the square table.
No matter how you look at it, this is also a refining room, or a place where low-level magic weapons are sold, not a place for drinking.
"Brother Tong, bring me a jug of good wine." Lian Ji called, without saying the name of the wine.
"Come on..." A long, drawn voice came from behind the house. After several minutes, a back door suddenly appeared behind the house, and an old man with a stooped back stumbled in from the door.
The old man held a pitch-black wine bottle in his hand. Looking at it from a distance, it looked like a turtle crawling.
The aura around this old man was dim and his aura was a bit mixed. He looked like an ordinary monk who was about to reach the end of his life span.
Lian Ji walked to the square table and sat down without any care, and said hello to Mo Wuji, "Fellow Daoist Mo, please take a seat. The wine here is really good."
Mo Wuji's eyes twitched. This guy whom Lian Ji called Brother Tong was definitely not an ordinary character. Because Mo Wuji felt the same saintly aura in him as Huan Ti...
The aura of a saint? Mo Wuji became more and more fearful. He was sure that he was right. This brother Tong was a saint, or at least he once was a saint.
Suppressing the shock in his heart, Mo Wuji nodded to Lian Ji and walked to another chair to sit down. Then he said, "I wonder if there is a place here for my senior sister to take a rest?"
"Yes, cough...of course..." Brother Tong coughed several times, then pointed to the stone staircase and said, "Go up from here. The second floor is very clean. You can go and rest."
Mo Wuji did not sense any danger on the second floor. He said to Ji Li, "Senior Sister Ji, go up and restore your Dantian. We will wait for you below here."
"Yeah." Ji Li knew that now was not the time to talk much, so she immediately stepped up the stone stairs and went straight to the second floor.
In this place, recovering her strength earlier would be of great help to her and Mo Wuji.
Mo Wuji's spiritual thoughts followed Ji Li into the second floor. When Ji Li sat down cross-legged and began to heal his injuries, he withdrew his spiritual thoughts.
He is not afraid of Brother Tong, whether he is a saint or not. Saint Huantiao is still imprisoned by him in the mortal world. If Brother Tong is ignorant, he does not mind locking up another one in his mortal world.
Ji Lidu went to the second floor to heal his wounds, and Brother Tong walked to the table where Mo Wuji and Lian Ji were sitting and put down the black pot in his hands. He also put down two dark wine glasses.
Lian Ji couldn't wait to pick up the black pot, put a wine glass in front of Mo Wuji, filled two glasses of wine, then raised the wine glass and said, "Haha, I haven't come here to drink for a few days. I'm a drunkard."
Ah, come..."
As he spoke, Lian Ji raised the wine glass in his hand and drank a large gulp of wine.
Mo Wuji also raised his glass. Unlike Lian Ji, he drank the glass of wine directly.
Originally, Mo Wuji thought that the good wine that Lian Ji mentioned must be a wine with Taoist charm mixed in it. Now as soon as he took the wine into his mouth, he knew that he was wrong.
This is real wine. It has no rules and flavor, but I don’t know what the materials used to make it are. The wine has a mellow taste in the mouth, and it feels like a dragon is raging in the stomach. The powerful and powerful alcoholic flavor is raging and forming in the body.
A situation emerged that made Mo Wuji suspect that even if he used kung fu to resolve it, it would not be possible to resolve it in an instant.
"Good wine..." Mo Wuji just said two words, and then suddenly paused. He actually felt a poisonous charm in the wine.
But his Poison-Reducing Network quickly swept over him, enveloping the trace of poison and bringing it into the Poison-Removing Network.
Lian Ji didn't realize it at all and smiled at Mo Wuji, "Friend Mo, you can't drink this wine in one gulp. If you are so drunk, you will be drunk after two more drinks. No matter what method you use to resolve it, you can't resolve it.
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After saying this, Lian Ji turned to the rickety old man and said, "Brother Tong, your wine is getting more and more powerful."
"What kind of wine is this?" Mo Wuji looked at Brother Tong with a smile and asked.
"Wine is called Tianya." The rickety old man raised his head and said to Mo Wuji with his dark teeth.
Lian Ji immediately said, "Brother Tong, I have come to your place to drink at least ten times, but you have never told me what kind of wine it is. Why did you tell me the name of the wine as soon as Fellow Taoist Mo came?"
Brother Tong chuckled, "That's because you don't need to know what the wine is called, Fellow Daoist Mo needs to know."
Mo Wuji took the initiative to pick up the jug, poured another glass of wine, drank it all in one gulp, and said, "The wine is good, and the name of the wine is good. There is a saying in my hometown that people with broken hearts are at the end of the world. It seems that those who drink this wine
, most of them will become heartbroken people.”
The ricket-backed old man paused suddenly, raised his head and glanced at Mo Wuji, a gleam of light flashed across his eyes.
"What?" Although Lian Ji is bold and troubled, he is not an idiot. Naturally, he heard something wrong with Mo Wuji's words and immediately asked.
After Mo Wuji drank the wine in his hand, he picked up the black jug, drank all the wine in the jug with a few sips, then threw the jug on the ground and said, "It's nothing.
It’s just that something has been added to the wine.”
Lian Ji said doubtfully, "What is it? I didn't drink it?"
"If you can drink it, Brother Tong, I will stay here for thousands of years in vain. Alas..." The stooped old man sighed, but did not even answer Mo Wuji and Lian Ji's words, and turned around to leave slowly.
Even Ji obviously knew that something was wrong with the wine, and immediately shouted, "Stop, have you poisoned the wine?"
"So what if I drink it? You can't even drink the poison. What can you do to me if I drink it?" Brother Tong slowly turned his head and looked at Mo Wuji and Lian Ji casually, "There are people who can drink my heart.
The end of the world is your creation, do you think any trash can have a chance to drink from me?"
Mo Wuji was stunned, and then he realized that these words were what he had said not long ago. In other words, when he killed Liu Wan, Brother Tong should have been right next to him, but he didn't realize it.
At this moment, Mo Wuji was 100% sure that Brother Tong was a saint. None of these saints were easy to get along with.
"Who are you?" Mo Wuji did not stand up, but looked at Brother Tong's face and asked calmly.