"Zhuo Wen, I see you have been in my Eighteenth Mountain for ninety years. Don't you feel bored sitting like this every day? Why don't you have a drink with me?"
After Zhuo Wen put away the Four Killing Holy Sword Formation, a loud voice came from behind him.
Zhuo Wen turned around and saw Liao Si, the 18th mountain god, walking slowly, followed closely by two sturdy figures.
These two people are no strangers to Zhuo Wen. They are the other two saints from the Eighteenth Mountain, Hao Zhi and Leng Xing.
Zhuo Wen smiled slightly and said: "Since Senior Liao Si is so enthusiastic, Zhuo is bound to do it."
"Come on, let's go sit in the pavilion together. Miss and Liu will come later."
Liao Si said, pointing to a rock pavilion standing not far away and said with a smile.
"Are Ms. and Senior Lius here too?"
Zhuo Wen looked surprised. Misi and Liusi were the mountain gods of the Seventeenth Mountain and the Sixteenth Mountain, which were adjacent to the Eighteenth Mountain.
During the ninety years he stayed at the Eighteenth Mountain, although Zhuo Wen spent most of his time practicing and consolidating his realm, Liao Si would occasionally take him out to play.
And I don’t know if it was intentional or not, but sometimes Liao Si would take Zhuo Wen to other mountains to find other mountain gods.
It is for this reason that Zhuo Wen is quite familiar with the other mountain gods.
Among the eighteen mountains in the upper realm, except for the first mountain god, Zhuowen has seen all the other seventeen more or less.
However, the most familiar ones are probably the two mountain gods Misi and Liusi of the Seventeenth Mountain and the Sixteenth Mountain.
The reason why he is most familiar with these two mountain gods is that Liao Si has the strongest relationship with these two mountain gods.
Liao Si often promoted some of Zhuo Wen's things in front of these two mountain gods. In addition, Liao Si often took Zhuo Wen to visit these two mountains. Over time, he naturally became familiar with him.
Sitting on the stone table in the center of the pavilion, Zhuo Wen found that there were jars of wine jars half as tall as a person placed under the stone table, and four large bowls as big as two palms were also placed on the stone table.
The eighteen mountains are all powerful holy bodies, and their physiques are far superior to those of ordinary saints and warriors. Their favorite thing is to eat meat in large mouths and drink wine in large bowls, which is so sour and refreshing.
When Zhuo Wen first drank like this with Liao Si, he was not quite used to it, but over time he got used to it.
After all, Zhuo Wen also possesses a small holy body and possesses the power of several laws. When it comes to drinking, he is not inferior to Liao Si.
The two sat opposite each other, and after a while, two figures suddenly flew across the sky in the distance and landed on the pavilion.
"Haha, Liao Si, Zhuo Wen, long time no see!"
One of them, a middle-aged man with long hair disheveled and three red stripes painted on his forehead, walked slowly, walked to the seat between Zhuo Wen and Liao Si with great enthusiasm, and sat down on the seat.
"Senior Mies!"
Zhuo Wen stood up, cupped his hands slightly and smiled.
The middle-aged man in front of him is the lady of the 16th Mountain God. He has a perverse personality and is unruly. When he sees the lady, Zhuo Wen always reminds him of the original Lu Hantian, so Zhuo Wen has a good impression of this lady.
"Boy Zhuo Wen, don't be so polite. What relationship do we have, hehe!"
Miss waved her hand, then pointed at Liu Si who came with him and said: "I said Liu Si, you have a cold face and a zombie face every day. Do you really think this is cool? You know
I don’t know, are you stupid?"
The man Mies refers to is about thirty years old, dressed in black, slender, carrying a broad-edged stone sword, with a cold face, and never smiles.
This man is Liu Si, the Seventeenth Mountain God. He is a cold-hearted guy who has a close relationship with Miss and Liao Si.
"duel!"
Liu Si still had a cold face, twitched his right hand, pulled out the stone sword from behind, stared at Miss and said coldly.
"Oh, my little ancestor, I'm dueling you. Today is for drinking, not for a duel to cool off."
The moment Liu Si pulled out the stone sword, Miss was immediately frightened, and quickly walked to Liu Si, politely put Liu Si's stone sword back behind him, and pulled him into the seat next to him.
"Senior Liu Si!" Zhuo Wen smiled and said to Liu Si.
Liu Si nodded, still with a cold face. Zhuo Wen didn't care about Liu Si's cold attitude, because Liu Si had this expression on everyone, including Liao Si and Mies.
"Come on, come on, let's drink first. These ten jars of wine were brewed by me thousands of years ago. They are very strong. You are welcome. Let's drink together."
Liao Si smiled, took a jar of wine from under the stone table, opened the cork, and suddenly a strong aroma of wine hit his nostrils, refreshing his heart and mind.
“Good wine!”
Zhuo Wen and Miss couldn't help but said in unison.
Even Liu Si, who had a cold face, had a strange look in his eyes and his nose twitched, as if he was savoring the aroma of the wine.
"Of course, this is something brewed by Liao Si himself, how could it not be fragrant?" Liao Si said with a smile.
Zhuo Wen, Mi Si and Liu Si couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Liao Si, so as not to be stingy with their compliments.
Liao Si was full of contentment, and then filled the four bowls on the table with wine.
The wine turned pink. Zhuo Wen picked up the big bowl and took a sip. His eyes were slightly condensed. He only felt a sweetness spreading from his mouth to his throat, and finally penetrated deep into his internal organs, as if washing away the filth all over his body, making him feel
The meridians all over the body are glowing with new life.
"This drink actually has such a good effect on the body?"
Zhuo Wen's eyes were filled with surprise. This wine not only tasted as sweet as sugar, but also had a powerful effect. It actually had a powerful effect of tempering the body, which made Zhuo Wen extremely surprised.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen drank all the wine in the big bowl in one gulp, his face suddenly glowed and he felt happy.
"A thousand-year-old wine is indeed extraordinary. Liao Si, you really spent a lot of money this time, and you are willing to take out such a good wine."
Mies finished the drink in one breath, then burst into laughter, her eyes fell on Liao Si, and continued: "Liao Si, if you entertain us with such a good drink, you must have something to ask of us, right?"
As soon as these words came out, the pavilion became a little quiet. Liu Si put down the big bowl and stared at Liao Si.
It is said that they would go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, so Liao Si entertained them with a thousand-year-old wine. It was impossible for them to stay full until they were full.
Liao Si chuckled and said: "Actually, this is the case. I heard that Zhuo Wen is going to a powerful sect to find a wife soon. Maybe there will be a shocking war by then. That's why I came to you for this matter."
Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed and he stared at Liao Si in surprise. He immediately understood Liao Si's intention. I was afraid that the latter was planning to draw Mies and Liu Si over, and then help him go to the Nanman Burning Sky Sect to fight this time.
"Huh? You mean to let the two of us be Zhuo Wen's thugs?" Miss frowned slightly and said with some displeasure.
Although Liu Si didn't speak, it could be seen from his slightly cold eyes that Liu Si's mood was no better than that of Miss.
The mountain god is the god of the mountain and is the most pinnacle existence in the upper world. Every mountain god has his own dignity and cannot be a thug for others.
Unless this person can really make them admire, or is so powerful that they can only tame him, they may really be able to help him.
But in their hearts, although Zhuo Wen's relationship was right with them, it was far from qualified for them to be their thugs.
Liao Si waved his hands and said: "I'm not asking you to be thugs, but to help. If this little guy Zhuo Wen is really in trouble, you two only need to take action once. After all, he is now the Canglong Palace
The master of.”
"If Zhuo Wen does not die, it will only be a matter of time before he can fully control the upper world. There is nothing wrong with us helping him."
Hearing this, Miss and Liu looked at each other, then lowered their heads and thought for a while. Finally, Miss smiled and said: "Zhuowen is a good little guy. If he really reaches a moment of crisis, just call us, and we will definitely help him."
A helping hand."
"Thank you two seniors!"
Seeing that Miss and Liu Si agreed, Zhuo Wen quickly leaned over and handed over his hands, his voice full of gratitude.
Mies and Liu Si were ranked before Liao Si, and their strength was slightly stronger than Liao Si. With the joining of these two people, it would be no problem to defeat the Burning Heaven Sect this time.
"Haha, why are you saying such polite things? Since Liao Si has brought out a thousand-year-old wine, let's have a good drink. It's rare for Liao Si to be so generous."
But Miss waved her hand, quickly grabbed another wine jar from under the table, opened the cork, and drank it all in one gulp.
Liu Si was also unceremonious and grabbed the wine jar next to him. He also imitated Miss and poured it into his mouth.
"Senior Liao Si, thank you very much this time."
While Miss and Liu Si were drinking happily, Zhuo Wen looked at Liu Si and sent a message to him into the secret tunnel.
Before that, Zhuo Wen was really surprised that Liao Si would plead with Miss and Liu Si for him.
"Haha, it's just a trivial matter. Speaking of which, you can be regarded as my half of the 18th Mountain God, because you have the sacred bones of Teacher Laws in your body."
When Rouse was mentioned, Liao Si's eyes suddenly became a little gloomy, as if he was remembering a certain past event from that year.
At that time, Liao Si would never forget that tall figure who taught earnestly and earnestly. If it weren't for Raus, how could Liao Si become the new 18th Mountain God?
If it weren't for Rouse, how could Liao Si have broken through to the Great Holy Body so quickly?
"Zhuowen, after drinking, I want to show you something. This thing was given to me by Mr. Rouse."
With a sigh, Liao Si suddenly spoke to Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen was startled, then nodded slightly. After Liao Si mentioned Laws, Zhuo Wen also felt a little sad.
He would never forget the memories that Rolls had with him face to face and the look of relief on his face when Rolls entered his body.
All this made Zhuo Wen sigh in his heart.
"Drink first!"
Liao Si laughed heartily, flicked his right hand, threw a wine jar to Zhuo Wen, and drank it all in one gulp.