Chapter 160
Su Zhaoheng walked to the top of Yaoshu Lingfeng in a daze.
A cultivator recognized him and came forward to talk to him because of his relationship with the Immortal Lord.
His eyes fell on the other person's opening and closing mouth, but he couldn't hear a word.
"Brother, brother?"
Su Zhaoheng was silent for a while, his mind had already flown far away.
Before he came to Su Xuanzong, his father had repeatedly warned him that people who practice Taoism always respect strength, and asked him to be careful in what he said and did and to make friends with many parties.
If he wasn't born into the royal family of Sujia Kingdom and had no relationship with the Immortal Lord, who would even take a second look at him?
He slapped himself on the head.
Why did he lose his temper and say such wild words?
How could an ordinary person appear in Suxuan Sect?
Nightmare Venerable was so polite to him just now, what a great opportunity! He could definitely use the relationship of Immortal Venerable to strike up a conversation with Nightmare Venerable, at least he could leave an impression on Nightmare Venerable, right?
Now I have left an impression, but I think it is all bad.
Thinking of this, he hit himself a few more times with "bang bang bang".
The monk who was talking to him was stunned, and his conversation immediately turned into "I won't bother you anymore", and then he bowed and left in a hurry.
Su Zhaoheng didn't care what the other person thought of him, his heart was in a mess.
At this moment, someone shouted, "The Immortal Master is here!" Su Zhaoheng suddenly came back to his senses and looked towards Xuanhe Peak like everyone else.
The Immortal Lord will come from the inner gate and will definitely pass by Xuanhe Peak.
When he looked over, the Immortal Venerable had already flown his sword over the waterfall of spiritual power that looked like the Milky Way pouring down.
There were also several powerful men who came with the Immortal Lord on swords, and each of them was a well-known figure.
He heard the chatter among the crowd.
"Why don't I see the Nightmare Lord?"
"It is said that the Nightmare Venerable lives in Qianli Yanbo, and the Immortal Venerable even built a Qitang Pavilion for her. There, everywhere you look, there are crabapple blossoms. It is so beautiful that it looks like a fairyland!"
"How can that be the true beauty of a fairyland? Lord Yan has seen the Welcoming Fairy Bridge. It is said that when the Welcoming Fairy Bridge appears, a scene from the fairyland will be revealed. That is the real fairyland!"
"So what if it's the Immortal Realm? Didn't Nightmare Lord still choose to stay in the Qitang Pavilion in the vast sea of smoke and waves?"
One of the male cultivators waved his folding fan and said, "I came here this time just to see the Nightmare Lord's demeanor. If the Nightmare Lord can accept this letter of spring flowers from me..."
Another person scoffed and interrupted him, "Nightmare and Immortal are more than just senior brothers and sisters. I think it won't be long before the whole cultivation world hears that they've become a couple. You'd better not let your imagination run wild. Besides, a folding fan won't attract Nightmare's attention."
The male cultivator was furious: "The folding fan is my magic weapon, not the covert feathers of a peacock's tail. How rude of you!"
Su Zhaoheng shrank his shoulders, wondering whether he had just said that Nightmare Lord was rude.
Everything that happened just now happened so fast that he couldn't remember the details now.
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As soon as Su Jinzhou put away his sword and landed on the ground, he had just paid his respects to his master when he was immediately surrounded by the ancestors and leaders of various sects and was unable to get away for a while.
The others wanted to go look for Jitang, but they couldn't escape either, and their ears were filled with greetings and compliments.
Among the few people, only Ye Baidu had no one around him, and the area around him suddenly became the quietest place.
He was very satisfied with this and slowly walked towards the spiritual jade table, wanting to taste what the spiritual wine popular among the living world tasted like.
At this moment, a chuckle sounded behind him, "This wine is not strong at all, there is no point in making a small fuss."
Ye Baidu still picked up the wine glass.
In his extremely cold eyes, a hint of gentleness flashed across his face.
"Which one tastes better?" He turned and looked behind him, meeting Ji Tang's smiling gaze.
Ji Tang came to Ye Baidu and picked out a wine from the wine jugs filled with spiritual jade. "This one is good. It's brewed with the jade fire juice from the Liezhi fruit tree. Would you like to try it?"
Ye Baidu drank the "little fight" in his hand, raised the wine glass, waited for Jitang to fill it for him, and drank it all in one gulp.
“Cough cough cough…”
Ji Tang couldn't help laughing, "I told you this wine is strong, you can't handle it after taking one sip."
She looked around. In addition to the monks who surrounded Su Jinzhou and the others, there were many others waiting there, staring at them without blinking, as if they would get closer as soon as they got the chance.
"It's still more comfortable here." She said from the bottom of her heart.
Ye Baidu wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth and felt his tongue numb and his throat burning.
He said hoarsely, "Isn't this normal? Who would want to deal with the ferryman of Yewangchuan? It's not like I'm going to die tomorrow."
Ji Tang laughed out loud, "You're much more interesting than before!"
Ye Baidu's movements paused slightly, his eyes falling on her.
Ji Tang filled his glass and poured himself a cup as well. "Why didn't you tell me that once the soul is successfully refined in the Crucible, it will no longer remember anything about Ye Wangchuan after returning to the human world?"
Ye Baidu was stunned. "How could you... Su Jinzhou told you?"
Ji Tang frowned, "My senior brother?"
Ye Baidu was even more surprised when he saw her reaction, "You thought of it on your own?!"
Ji Tang, "Of course I remembered it myself. When I left Yewangchuan earlier, I felt that you were strangely familiar. It's just that I remembered it a little late, and I didn't have time to go to Yewangchuan to play with you."
Ye Baidu was so shocked that he couldn't speak immediately.
Ji Tang asked, "How much does my senior brother know?"
Ye Baidu pursed his lips and was silent for a moment, then told the truth, "He knows everything."
Ji Tang sighed in distress and spread his hands, saying, "With his personality, I don't know how long it took him to digest it."
The two men sat in silence, clinking their glasses and drinking them both in one gulp. This was followed by two consecutive coughing sounds.
Ye Baidu's voice became even hoarse, "Queen Liangshu is doing well in Yewangchuan."
Queen Liangshu is Su Jinzhou's mother, and now she is the ferryman of Yewangchuan.
Ji Tang thanked him sincerely and smiled after that. "That sounds quite incongruous. How good can your Yewangchuan be?"
She was right, Ye Baidu's silence was the answer.
Jitang simply pressed down the lid of the pot and drank the wine directly from the mouth of the pot.
Seeing that she no longer poured him any more, Ye Baidu wanted to find the same one as hers, but she stopped him.
Her lips were shiny from drinking, looking even softer and more rosy, but the words she spoke were not very pleasant. "Forget it, you should drink less. If you don't want to become mute, try 'Little Fights'. It's perfect for a kid like you who can't drink."
It’s hard to say who is older between the two of them, as they have never talked about it.
Jitang took advantage and took the initiative to put the "little fight" in front of him.
What kind of character does Ye Baidu have? To him, these words were just a "small fight".
He exchanged the wine for another, and the jug and glass collided in the air, making a crisp sound, and the two of them drank their own.
By the time someone finally noticed them, Ji Tang had finished the whole pot of wine in his hand.
Ye Baidu noticed something and asked, "Did you use some kind of trick to deceive me?"
Otherwise, with Jitang's eye-catching appearance, he would have attracted thousands of eyes from the very beginning, and it would be impossible for him to remain quiet until now.
Ji Tang shrugged, "I used a little trick."
Ye Baidu asked, "Why are you retreating now?"
Ji Tang grinned at him, "I can't always stay away from showing up. Now that the wine is finished, I should show my face a little and let you get more vitality."
“…” Ye Baidu declined the invitation.
Jitang certainly wouldn't let him escape, and they were soon surrounded by the crowd.
Although Jitang didn't like dealing with such occasions, she still said a few polite words. She was used to doing whatever she wanted, unlike Su Jinzhou and the others who carefully chose their words and said whatever came to their mind without feeling tired.
But Ye Baidu couldn't stand the feeling of being surrounded and the center of the crowd. He felt uncomfortable all over, his brows furrowed, and his pale face looked even uglier.
Just because of Ji Tang, the ferryman of Yewangchuan has become a popular figure.
He had never seen such a scene before. He was dizzy with the vitality and began to miss the dead who only knew how to talk to themselves on the Yewangchuan ferry.
The noisy situation here was soon discovered by the monks farther away.
Huanmang was delighted, thinking that he would finally see his sister. However, as he passed over the heads of many people, all he saw were circles of people.
Her sister was short and was surrounded so tightly that not even a strand of her hair could be seen.
"Everyone, let's talk about it later, let's talk about it later!" Huan Mang tried to appease the enthusiastic crowd, but with little effect.
At this moment, a dark figure flashed past in front of him. He hurriedly looked and saw that Su Jinzhou had used some unknown method to escape from the siege and walked towards Jitang.
He was suddenly overwhelmed, as Su Jinzhou had gotten there first again!
But you can't hit someone who smiles at you. He can't blow away all the monks around him, right?
On the other hand, Ji Tang was becoming increasingly impatient with all the flattery that was pouring in, inviting her to be their guest and urging her to join forces with Su Jinzhou to repel the enemy.
On the periphery, the noisy crowd suddenly made way for a passage, like a sharp blade breaking through a whirlpool, and a man walked straight in.
Ji Tang's impatience also faded away at this moment, and a smile reappeared on his face.
"Senior Brother."
The noise suddenly stopped, leaving only Ji Tang's call of "Senior Brother".
All the immortal monks fell silent at this moment. Their eyes revealed hidden curiosity and they pricked up their ears to listen carefully.
"Shall we go back to Qianli Yanbo?" He did not miss the impatience in Jitang's eyes.
There are so many people in the sect, the elders are all smart people, and there is also the master to keep things in order, so it doesn't make much difference whether these two are there or not.
There was a hint of smile in Jitang's eyes.
Su Jinzhou has always been calm and steady, but as long as it concerns Ji Tang, he will ignore everything else and put aside sects, palaces, and spring flower banquets.
Ji Tang's eyes rolled, and he deliberately said, "I actually want to stay at the Spring Flower Banquet for a while longer and communicate with my fellow Taoists."
The monks who were secretly worried nodded in agreement when they heard her say this.
"It's just..." Ji Tang was quite distressed, "My fellow Daoists are too enthusiastic. I'm just one person, so I really don't have the strength to help! Hey, how about we go back?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the people around her suddenly stepped back and showed a tendency to disperse.
Ji Tang: "My fellow Daoists are truly thoughtful. The Spring Flower Banquet will be held for several more days. We have a long time to come, so there's no need to rush, right?"
Everyone nodded "yes", and then dispersed.
Now there was no one around them, and those who were still nearby didn't consciously move closer. Only a few pairs of eyes were still lingering over them, afraid of missing the chance to talk to the two.
Ye Baidu breathed a sigh of relief without leaving a trace.
Su Jinzhou smiled and said, "Since you don't want to be here, just go back."
Ji Tang approached him and whispered, "Brother, would you like to see Master?"
Su Jinzhou then turned around and looked in the direction of Liu Wushu.
Liu Wushu was surrounded by people. While talking to them, he took the time to glance over at the two of them, probably to make sure whether they were still at the banquet.
Jitang pointed in several other directions and said, "My two brothers and Shaqi are keeping an eye on us. If we go back and get caught by them, they'll definitely scold us again."
"Besides, the Spring Flower Banquet is so large this time because we're here. If the protagonist leaves, how can the Spring Flower Banquet continue?"
Su Jinzhou listened to her talk, but his eyes fell on the wine jug that she had already finished.
"Fiery wine?"
Ji Tang narrowed his eyes and smiled, "A fine aged wine from Shizezhou."
Su Jinzhou understood, "They are willing to give it up."
Ye Baidu, "What are you talking about?"
Su Jinzhou explained, "The Liezhi fruit trees in Shize Province bear leaves in the first hundred years, fruit in the second hundred years, and produce Qionghuo Juice in the third hundred years. This wine is brewed from Qionghuo Juice, and it's extremely rare even in Shize Province. They've invested a lot of money to bring it to the Spring Flower Banquet this time."
The value of this thing varies from person to person. Those who like it regard it as a rare treasure, while those who don’t like it don’t care about it at all.
What a coincidence, Jitang likes it very much.
Looking around, there were only a few such wine jugs on the Lingyu stone platform on the entire top of the peak. It was probably because Shi Zezhou could not produce so much strong liquor at once and had to share it.
Ye Baidu: "It seems they don't know that Nightmare Lord also likes this wine, otherwise they wouldn't have sent it directly to Qianli Yanbo?"
Ji Tang's eyes were darting around, and soon they locked onto the fierce wine on the other table. "That's right, let's go over there and chat with our fellow Taoists!"
Ye Baidu said coldly, "Yanzun just urged me to drink, but he couldn't bear to let me drink, right?"
Jitang suddenly stopped.
Ye Baidu had already walked over before her.
Ji Tang blinked, pointed at Ye Baidu's back and asked his senior brother, "Did I hear correctly? Is this ferryman joking with me?"
Su Jinzhou's smile widened. "This is even more surprising than the Liexing Wine."
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