Zhang Zeyu looked around, sizing up the weird people around him, thinking about how to blend in among them. At the same time, he asked Yan Ling curiously: "What about you? Aren't you with us?"
"No, I'm going to find a friend later, so I won't go with you." Yan Ling shook his head. He also wanted to go to Du Bingqian to ask about the weapon refiner. Naturally, he wouldn't waste time on such trivial matters.
What's more, if he met a powerful weapon refiner through Du Bingqian's help, it would be much more useful than Zhang Zeyu and the others meeting these ordinary extraordinary beings.
"Friend? Or the friend who won't take us there? Mr. Ling, are you going to see some beautiful woman?" Zhang Zeyu became more and more curious.
Yan Ling did not deny it, but answered matter-of-factly: "The friend I want to meet is indeed a great beauty, and you have also met her. She is the big star Du Bingqian who had dinner with us last time."
"Master Ling, this is your fault. It's not like we haven't met Du Bingqian before. Why are you still looking like you are afraid that we will scare her? Are we that unbearable?" Zhang Zeyu's face was full of anger, trying to win a peace.
A chance to meet the goddess.
"Yes, I have!"
It's a pity that Yan Ling didn't give him any face at all, and said very directly: "You should honestly communicate with the extraordinary people in this hall this time. I have something to discuss with Du Bingqian this time, and you will naturally have the opportunity to meet in the future.
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"This is what you said, Mr. Ling. As a strong man, you can't deceive two rookies like me and Zhou Ping!" Zhang Zeyu immediately put his arm around Yan Ling's shoulders, and then greeted Zhou Ping next to him.
"Zhou Ping, let's go, don't disturb our dashing Young Master Ling as he goes to find Beauty Du!"
"roll!"
After sending Zhang Zeyu and Zhou Ping away, Yan Ling took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Du Bingqian.
As for why he didn't just use his spiritual consciousness to cover the hall and find Du Bingqian's figure, it was because there were too many people in there, and Yan Ling couldn't guarantee that no one could find his spiritual consciousness here.
If someone discovers that Yan Ling uses his spiritual consciousness to scan them, then Yan Ling will be guilty of public outrage. No matter how powerful he is, he can't play like this!
Ding dong!
Du Bingqian received the news soon, and Yan Ling immediately picked up the phone and took a look.
"I'm on the second floor now, you come up first."
Yan Ling looked up and looked around, only to find that the golden hall was extremely empty. Except for four huge stone pillars, there was almost nothing else. Therefore, Yan Ling glanced at it and was stunned because he did not find the hall.
There are stairs and other things that can allow him to go up to the second floor.
Or in other words, even how many floors there are here cannot be easily seen, because the entire golden hall has a sense of oneness, as if it is an open space carved out of the depths of the earth. It can only be seen from inside the hall.
Observe the scale here, and you cannot judge the height from the appearance like the buildings on the ground.
When Yan Ling looked around, there were people paying attention to him. No, just when Yan Ling was looking around, trying to find the passage to the second floor, an old man not far away smiled at him.
"Hey kid, first time here?"
Yan Ling looked around and immediately saw this old man sitting at a bar, drinking. Yan Ling pointed at himself and said, "Are you talking to me?"
"Who else could it be?" The old man asked Yan Ling, holding up his wine glass, and then waved to him, motioning for him to come over.
The Golden Hall is an open banquet hall. In addition to some waiters coming and going to provide services, there are also many bars located throughout the hall, which allow people in the hall to sit down and chat.
Of course, for people like the old man who love things in their cups, the biggest advantage of these bars is that they can continuously provide drinks, allowing him to drink as much as he wants!
It can be seen that the old man really likes drinking. As Yan Ling walked towards him, the old man drank three glasses in a row. When Yan Ling appeared in front of him, he filled the glasses again and took the
He took out another wine glass and placed it in front of Yan Ling, filling it up at the same time.
"Come, boy, accompany me and have two drinks!"
Yan Ling looked at the old man carefully and found that although he had silver hair, his complexion was rosy and his complexion was shiny. Moreover, after drinking so much wine, he didn't even smell of alcohol on his body, which was very strange.
"Your Majesty, Yan Ling, I don't know what to call this old gentleman, so what's the point of coming to me?" Yan Ling toasted while holding a wine glass.
"Old man, my name is Bai Jintang. As for asking you to come over." The old man said while drinking: "It's purely because I saw you looking around after you came in. It's quite interesting, so I want to get to know you and make friends!
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Of course, the main reason Bai Jintang did not say out loud was Yan Ling's own strength. Otherwise, there were so many people in the hall, and Yan Ling was not the only one looking around. Why didn't Bai Jintang call out to other people?
Should I just stop Yan Ling?
This is not because although Bai Jintang only has the cultivation of refining Qi and transforming into gods, and even the essence of the soul has just been condensed, the skills he practices are accompanied by extremely powerful spiritual senses, especially after he drank three rounds of wine.
, the essence of the soul will also become more and more sensitive.
Therefore, as soon as Yan Ling appeared, Bai Jintang felt an earth-shattering terrifying energy flowing from Yan Ling's body. There were so many people coming and going in this hall, but in Bai Jintang's eyes, there were almost no people who could compare with Yan Ling.
Although Yan Ling didn't know the weirdness of Bai Jintang's practice, he noticed something in Bai Jintang's eyes, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. After all, a mere monk in the realm of refining qi and transforming into a god, as long as he
If it weren't for possessing a heaven-defying magic weapon, there would be nothing that could be done to him for so long.
What's more, Yan Ling didn't see any malice in Bai Jintang's eyes, so he picked up a bottle of wine in front of Bai Jintang, filled it for both of them, and then said with a smile: "Thanks to the old gentleman for being such a good friend, I
Handed over!"
Yan Ling didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he did. Cultivators were never respected based on age, but on strength. The stronger the strength, the higher the status. Otherwise, even if you are old, you will still have the lowest strength.
, then it will not have a high status in the world of cultivators!
In this world, in the end, the strong will be respected!
"My little friend, feel good!"
Bai Jintang's style is not like that of an old man at all. On the contrary, he is no different from a bold and bold man. But think about it, as a monk in the realm of refining qi and transforming gods with a life span of 800 years, Bai Jintang is not an old guy at over 100 years old.
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"I just saw my little friend looking around here, but are he looking for anyone?" Bai Jintang drank three drinks in a row, then looked at Yan Ling and asked.
Hearing this, Yan Ling's heart suddenly moved. One of his original intentions for coming here was to inquire about the passage to the second floor. Now that Bai Jintang asked first, it was exactly what he wanted.
"I wonder if I know how to get to the second floor?" Yan Ling asked while filling Bai Jintang's wine.
"You asked the right person about this. I just sent a strong man to the second floor. If you had arrived earlier, you might be able to go up with that strong man!" (To be continued)