Nezha chose to sell everything to the tavern.

When the circle of heaven and earth around his neck disappeared, a hint of darkness suddenly appeared in his eyes.

But as soon as that hint of black appeared, it seemed to be wiped out by an invisible force.

He inexplicably felt a lot more relaxed.

Seeing that he suddenly had more than 30 million time and space coins, Nezha waved his fist excitedly.

Then his expression became blank again.

How should I spend so much money?

Where can they buy the wine they mentioned?

He has never bought anything in his life.

Seeing his expression, Ye Fan guessed what the kid was thinking. He shook his head with a smile and said, "I'll take you to see it!"

"Okay." Nezha quickly jumped up and hugged Ye Fan's thigh.

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, and touched Nezha's head, feeling both amused and helpless.

In front of the bar.

Looking at the little guy who was following him, tiptoeing and not even reaching his waist, Ye Fan suddenly had a strange feeling of taking a child shopping.

Fortunately, the wine list was moved slightly earlier to accommodate guests such as Puss in Boots.

Even without standing on tiptoe, Nezha could still see the dazzling array of fine wines on the wine list.

"Wow, a million years of cultivation... Wait, it's different from my cultivation system, so we can't use it together?"

"Hedao Flower Wine... This one seems pretty good!"

"This 500,000 years of practice can be used. Do you want to buy it?"

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"Haha, I found it, it's here!"

Nezha shouted from time to time, and finally found his favorite magic pill power wine.

After buying this glass of wine worth 2.5 million time and space coins, he seemed impatient as he stared at the glass floating in front of him and the wine flowing into it.

As soon as the glass was full of wine, without waiting for Ye Fan to remind him, he grabbed the glass with both hands, tilted his head back and drank it down in one gulp.

The look as if he was afraid that his item would be snatched away by someone else made Ying Yinman, who was sitting in front of the bar, couldn't help laughing.

Ye Fan tilted his head and stared at Nezha's reaction.

After drinking the wine, Nezha turned the glass over, saw a drop of wine falling, and quickly stuck out his tongue to catch it.

After shaking it to make sure there was not a drop of wine in the glass, he raised his head and said in confusion: "I don't feel anything!"

"Close your eyes," Ye Fan instructed with the attitude of an experienced person, "feel carefully whether there is a new power in your body."

"It seems so." Nezha said cheerfully.

"Try to mobilize this power." Ye Fan coaxed.

A moment later, Ye Fan was stunned when he saw the young man standing in front of him with his body suddenly rising taller, long hair fluttering.

This guy can transform? He looks pretty cool! But the boy revealed his true form as soon as he opened his mouth: "Wow, I feel a lot stronger!"

Ye Fan asked again, and when he learned that this was another form of Nezha, he suddenly understood.

The Qiankun Circle not only suppresses the evil spirit in Nezha's body, but also his growth.

He is what he should be in his "magic pill" state.

He is not an ordinary person, and his growth after reincarnation should not be so slow.

The long-term suppression caused him to have some subtle reactions with this magic power.

This magical power seemed to be stripped out of his body, forming another form of him.

This is a special opportunity that belongs to him alone.

Ye Fan has been in the tavern for more than a month, and his experience is no longer what it used to be.

"This state suits you very well," he said. "Without the restraint of the Qiankun Circle, your body will grow quickly, and the power of the magic pill is integrated into another form, which means that unless you transform, others can't even detect the magic energy in your body."

Nezha blinked blankly: "What do you mean?"

"Mortals are very sensitive to demonic energy. Resisting the fluctuations of demonic energy can reduce a lot of trouble." Ye Fan said with a smile.

Nezha scratched his head, shrugged noncommittally, and then asked excitedly: "Show me what else I can buy?"

"Five hundred thousand years of cultivation," Ye Fan said, "You are still in danger of facing the Heavenly Tribulation with your current strength, so the stronger you are, the better."

Nezha readily followed the advice and immediately spent more than 10 million time and space coins to buy a cup of Taoist wine that was more than 500,000 years old.

Under the envious gazes of Uncle Jiu and others, he drank the glass of wine.

A terrifying aura flashed from his body, but his eyes became visibly clearer.

But that hint of clarity was soon replaced by rampant laughter.

"Wow, haha, now let's see if that fat guy can still lock me up!" he said with his head held high.

Ye Fan was curious: "Who is the fat guy?"

"My Master!" Nezha said loudly.

Although he did not formally become a disciple, Taiyi Zhenren taught him magic and gave him many magic weapons, even the valuable map of mountains, rivers and the country to sell.

It is only natural to call the fat man Master.

Ye Fan's eyes suddenly became strange, and he asked, "But is it Master Taiyi?"

"Yeah!" Nezha nodded. "He set up a barrier to prevent me from going out. Every time I want to go out, I have to deal with the two gatekeepers first. It's so troublesome."

"Isn't it a bad idea to call your master a fat bastard?" Ye Fan asked.

"But he is fat!" Nezha disagreed.

Thinking that this guy was a naughty kid who would even chop his own father when he got ruthless, Ye Fan shook his head helplessly.

He felt that he had to give his little friend some advice.

This kid is rebellious by nature and must be guided, so as to avoid ending up with the fate of "returning his bones to his father and returning his flesh to his mother" in the future.

Even if it seems unlikely in this world.

"Sir, I've said it before. Your master is willing to give up a lot of his skills for you," Ye Fan taught earnestly. "It's best to respect someone who is so kind to you."

"Oh, right," Nezha stroked his chin and said, "Fatty likes to drink, so should I bring him a glass of wine?"

Looking at his clear eyes, Ye Fan smiled bitterly.

This kid probably doesn't know what respect is! Before he could speak, Nezha muttered to himself: "And my parents, I have to bring something for them, but they don't like wine!"

"Then prepare another gift for them." Ye Fan said with a smile.

He knew that Nezha was not a bad person by nature, but just lacked discipline and had some naughty habits, so he was happy to give him advice.

"What do you want to give me?" Nezha looked up.

Ye Fan enthusiastically gave him advice: "Naturally, fine wine with special abilities is the most suitable, but now you have to save money and improve your Taoism as quickly as possible in the next few days..."

After thinking for a while, he said, "Or give them peaches, including your master. A glass of wine may not be enough for him to taste, and there are too many types of wine to choose from."

"Peaches?" Nezha asked in confusion.

Ye Fan took him to the treasure pavilion and pointed to the remaining nine thousand year old peaches and said, "This kind of peach is worth 30,000 time and space coins. It can enhance your cultivation and lifespan by nine hundred years. It is very suitable as a gift."

"Of course," he continued, "if you think the price is too low, you can invite them to the tavern and let them choose something else!"

Nezha has now spent more than 10 million time and space coins and has six invitation spots, which is enough to invite several people close to him to the tavern.

"Okay!" Nezha accepted it happily.

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(End of this chapter)