The young master, squatting in the toilet, was filled with regret.
Why won't you listen to advice?
Luckily, the other party didn't take it to heart and had made preparations in advance, otherwise I would have lost face today!
Well, this erysipelas-removing effect is ridiculously strong!
Those spicy crayfish were really delicious.
"Pfft... Ben... Bang... Bang... Pfft..."
Fortunately, the toilet Ye Feng prepared had a soundproof barrier; otherwise, if the noise had gotten out, those big shots probably wouldn't have been interested in eating anymore.
A group of diners, lounging like Ge You, only noticed a pot of wine on the table after they had finished eating.
With the idea of making a quick buckle, I picked up the glass and drank it down.
"Um?"
The diners who had just drunk the wine were momentarily stunned.
This strange feeling... could it be...?
To verify this conjecture, Ba Dao poured himself another glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp.
The feeling grew stronger and stronger, yet it was always just a little bit off.
Although my stomach was about to burst, I filled it again, suppressed the urge to vomit, and drank it all in one gulp.
...
After finishing a pot of wine, I drank two jin of wine.
Ba Dao felt that his stomach must be bulging, just like that plate of Dongpo pork knuckle.
"This damn wine! I was just a hair's breadth away from entering the state of embryonic breathing! Just a hair's breadth away! Someone, bring me another pot of wine!"
Calls for drinks echoed from each of the private rooms.
The outer disciples were also prepared, and soon after the diners finished speaking, they served the wine to the table.
Ye Feng was worried that if he served the wine as soon as he finished shouting, the diners would have some ulterior motives, so he deliberately slowed down the disciples' speed.
One pot... two pots... three pots... until the ninth pot!
That damned state of fetal breathing, it wasn't even truly entered!
It felt like I was already outside the door, even with one foot inside, but I was just a tiny bit short.
If I had to describe it, it's like how Pinduoduo is like a brother who helps me cut the price.
They were just 0.1 points away, but that 0.1 points seemed as unattainable as the sky.
"Damn it! I refuse to believe this nonsense, give me another pot!!!"
"Waiter, bring ten jugs of wine!"
"Seven pots!"
"Three pots!"
After downing the tenth jug of wine, Ba Dao finally felt a glimmer of inspiration.
He reached out and grabbed it.
"boom!"
I felt a jolt in my head, and I actually entered the state of fetal breathing!
At the same time, the others who had finished drinking ten jugs of wine also entered the state of fetal breathing.
Different Daoist auras began to quietly emanate from the mountaintop cottage.
...
...
The second wave of diners waited on the sidelines.
Those who knew each other had already gathered in twos and threes to chat and discuss.
"I wonder what's going on inside? Is the food they make really that delicious?"
"Fellow Daoist has been in seclusion for too long. I have eaten the food prepared by this host once, and the taste is truly unforgettable."
Now that you mention it, I'm starting to look forward to it.
"Believe me, you can have the highest expectations you can have. The food there is something you've never tasted before."
"That's wonderful. I'm grateful for your invitation, fellow Daoist. I was unaware of the price beforehand and you spent too much. How about I pay half?"
"Huh? You're trying to slap me in the face, aren't you? It's just a mere high-grade spirit stone. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, alright, I've earned another high-grade spirit stone. Is it really necessary for you to bother with me over such a small amount of money?"
"Huh? Fellow Daoist, look!"
Upon hearing his companion's reminder, Bai Meng Zhenren followed his gaze and was immediately taken aback.
Within the area of the mountaintop pavilion, streams of Daoist energy soared into the sky, reflecting each other and making the pavilion appear colorful and vibrant.
"What...what's going on?!"
Even the well-traveled and knowledgeable Master Bai Meng was deeply shocked at this moment.
What are you doing?!
It's just a meal, why are you showing off your Taoist skills?!
They've come here for group training?!
What benefits did the shop give you to make you spend so much?!
The reason why Master Bai Meng made such a complaint is because the Daoist essence can be imprinted in a certain world.
The higher one's cultivation level, the stronger one's Daoist aura, and the clearer the Daoist aura that one imitates.
Places that mimic the Daoist principles will see an increase in the speed at which spiritual energy gathers and the probability of producing treasures.
Although the improvement may not be significant, the sheer variety and quantity make it all worthwhile!
Look at those 30 or so beams of light shooting into the sky; there are probably more than three of them at the Mahayana stage!
...
Master Ming struggled to maintain his seated posture, which was quite difficult for him.
His large belly made it very difficult for him to sit cross-legged.
Because he was in a state of fetal breathing, he couldn't be afraid of too many instinctive things.
And so, his soul roamed freely within the three thousand Great Daos, while his body instinctively groaned, "Ouch... I'm so full... Ouch... I've eaten too much..."
Normally, he shouldn't be able to eat that much.
The main reason is that Fairy Yunxiao has a limited appetite. Apart from finishing the 15 "pork and sauerkraut dumplings", she only ate about half of the other dishes.
Although I still wanted to eat, my stomach had already started to protest.
Mingdao felt he had a large appetite and a bad habit of leaving food uneaten, so he volunteered to help his sister finish her food.
Then he drank another 20 jin of wine, and immediately transformed into the pot-bellied Mingdaoren.
Fairy Yunxiao had not yet entered the embryonic breathing realm, mainly because she had only drunk one pot of wine and did not want any more.
She wasn't particularly enthusiastic about the fetal breathing realm.
Isn't it easy to just walk in?
There are always some people who are born with exceptional advantages on the path of cultivation, and Fairy Yunxiao is clearly one of them.
What others flock to is something she can do with her eyes closed.
Seeing her third brother's comical appearance, Fairy Yunxiao tried not to laugh, but she couldn't help but chuckle.
...
There were still 80 tables of guests waiting, so Ye Feng naturally wouldn't let these big shots keep showing off their Daoist skills here.
About an hour later, Ye Feng went to each of them to remind them that it was time.
Although the group of bigwigs were somewhat unhappy about being disturbed, they were indeed close to exiting their embryonic breathing state.
He could only grumble and complain as he walked out of the private room.
Ye Feng had stacked more than ten jars of wine by the door. The big boss, who was originally cursing, suddenly lit up when he saw the wine jars.
Wen Jun grabbed Ye Feng's arm and asked anxiously, "Is this the Immortal Court Jade Liquor we just drank?"
Ye Feng nodded and said loudly, "That's right, what's displayed here is the Immortal Court Jade Liquor that you all drank earlier. This jar weighs 20 jin in total, and the wine weighs 18 jin. If you would like to buy it, it will cost 48 high-grade spirit stones. Because the production is limited, in order to ensure that no one leaves empty-handed, each guest is limited to purchasing 5 jars."
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