Chapter 98: Spiritual Wine and Delicacies

The decoration inside the pleasure boat is not luxurious, but simple and restrained. There are only a screen and a dozen jade tables on both sides. The embroidery on the screen depicts the beautiful scenery of Qingyang Lake, and the water surface is sparkling, which looks like the level of a great painter.

Chong Ji invited Shopkeeper Qu and the guests who were building their foundation to sit at the second jade table on the left. When it was Shen Ping's turn, Shopkeeper Qu mentioned him again.

"Old Qu, if you ask Master Shen Fu to sit here, he may not be able to sit still. I think it's better for him to sit with my useless disciples."

While talking.

Chong Ji waved towards a disciple who was talking to the foundation-building cultivator at the jade table on the right.

The disciple came over.

Bowing to Shopkeeper Qu, the other guests who were building their foundation bowed one by one.

Then he turned to Shen Ping and said with a smile, "You must be the Master Shen Fu that Master mentioned. I am lucky enough to meet you today."

Chong Ji laughed and said, "My eldest disciple's surname is Di, and his name is Shouye. He is the one I mentioned before who likes to study the art of talismans. Even though my disciple has already established his foundation, he has an unstable temper. He may have to trouble Master Shen in the future."

Shen Ping looked over subconsciously.

Although this disciple of Chong Keqing has an ordinary appearance, he has a sharp aura that makes people dare not look directly at him. It seems that he is as good at fighting as Chong Keqing.

He hurriedly bowed and said, "Senior Chong is too polite. If Senior Di has time in the future, I can discuss the art of talismans with you at any time."

A brief exchange of pleasantries.

Di Shouye brought Shen Ping to the end jade table on the left edge. He smiled gently and said, "Master Shen Fu, my fellow apprentices are still preparing delicious food and wine at the bottom of the pleasure boat. The guests will come later and will sit at this table. Today, my master has arranged it. Please accept my request."

Shen Pinglian said, "Senior Chong's arrangement is appropriate. I can just sit here."

As a Qi-cultivating cultivator, he would not feel comfortable sitting at the same table with a Foundation-building cultivator. Chong Keqing probably took this into consideration and arranged for his disciples to sit at the banquet as well.

Not long.

As the foundation-building monks arrived one by one.

The spiritual pressure in the pleasure boat became increasingly heavy.

Shen Ping soon discovered that the beautiful scenery on the screen was actually a special formation that could suppress the spiritual pressure so that he did not feel any discomfort.

"Fellow Daoist Fu, I haven't seen you for many years. You and Fellow Daoist Le are finally back in Qingyang City."

After a while.

Shen Ping heard a familiar voice and looked up. It turned out to be his neighbor, the formation master. He also came to the banquet, but only brought his Taoist partner and not his daughter.

Walk into the painting boat.

Master Fu Zhen and his fellow Taoist friend Le Daoyou both noticed Shen Ping and looked surprised. They knew that Shen Ping was a guest of Zhenbao Tower, but he was just a Qigong cultivator, so how could he come to such a banquet?

The two men did not say hello. After sitting down at the jade table on the right, they nodded to Shen Ping.

Near noon.

Most of the invited foundation-building monks have arrived.

Several disciples of Chong Keqing also brought wine and delicious food one after another, and then sat at Shen Ping's jade table.

Four disciples.

There were two men and two women, all of whom looked quite ordinary.

The words were very polite and enthusiastic.

Wow.

suddenly.

An extremely oppressive aura of magical power came from outside.

A Jindan Zhenren has arrived.

All the foundation-building monks in the painting boat stood up.

Shen Ping and the four Chongkeqing disciples also stood up hurriedly.

"Master Zhu."

"Friend Chong, your disciple is building his foundation today, so I won't go in. I'll just drink a cup of spirit wine and leave. When you form your elixir, we'll have a few good drinks!"

Master Zhu’s hearty laughter spread out.

In just a few dozen breaths, this powerful and oppressive aura of magic disappeared.

But then.

Shen Ping stood up four times in a row.

There were two magical auras among them, both of which felt familiar to him, as if they were the golden elixirs in the Zhenbao Tower.

"Senior Chong is amazing!"

"These golden elixirs are given to Senior Chong for his respect."

“Yes, Senior Chong is quite famous at the foundation building level in Qingyang City.”

Some of the foundation-building monks did not hesitate to talk in low voices.

The four disciples who were sitting next to Shen Ping all looked a little proud.

After noon.

No other monks arrived.

The banquet begins.

"You fellow Taoists are able to come to attend my disciple's foundation-building banquet, which is a favor to me, Chongji."

"Let's have a drink first and thank you all!"

Chong Ji thanked him first.

Then his disciple Di Shouye walked to each jade table to express his gratitude. At the same time, he also became acquainted with these foundation-building monks and had a drinking relationship with them.

It was Shen Ping's table.

The four disciples toasted their senior brother one after another.

"Master Shen Fu."

"Senior Qu specifically asked you to have a sip of this Binglu Yuzhen wine."

Di Shouye handed over the wine glass.

Shen Ping immediately felt the gazes of the foundation-building cultivators converge on him.

He smiled bitterly in his heart and could only take it and drink it all.

The spirit wine enters the stomach.

The coldness spread all over the body.

Immediately afterwards, spiritual power began to evaporate. Before I could feel it carefully, the spiritual power in my dantian actually grew a little stronger. Even the spiritual consciousness in my Niwan Palace seemed to be nourished, and I felt refreshed instantly.

“Good wine!”

He couldn't help but blurt it out.

The four disciples around him all showed envy.

This is the spiritual wine brewed by Jindan, they are not qualified to drink it.

Many cultivators in the early stages of foundation building looked envious and at the same time a little surprised. They originally thought that Shen Ping was Senior Chong's new disciple, but they didn't expect that he was actually a guest of Zhenbao Tower.

After sitting down.

Shen Ping felt the cold waves coming again, and the spiritual power in his dantian started to circulate automatically. It was not until he finished a round of thanks that the effect of the alcohol finally disappeared.

He pondered it carefully and found it endlessly memorable.

It even occurred to me that if there was this kind of spirit wine in the barrel...

Wow.

While daydreaming.

Suddenly, a wisp of mist emerged from the screen.

The fog was thick.

There are waves rushing towards me.

The sparkling surface of Qingyang Lake spread out over the entire pleasure boat in an instant.

Under the sunset.

There are many spirit fish swimming around, occasionally rushing out of the water to create graceful arcs.

"Wine and food are ready."

"Fellow Taoists, please feel free to do as you please."

Chong Ji laughed in a straightforward voice.

The atmosphere in the painted boat suddenly became much more relaxed. The foundation-building monks on the left and right sides were enjoying the beautiful scenery while chatting with each other.

Half an hour passed.

The smell of alcohol is strong.

The sky above the pleasure boat was filled with brilliant rays of light, the mist and waves suddenly changed, and fairy mist curled up.

Then colorful ribbons seemed to extend out from the fairy mist out of nothing. Before the surrounding foundation-building monks could come to their senses, a graceful and enchanting figure with crystal clear bare feet stepped out of the fairy mist step by step. Her skin was white with a rosy glow, and her smile seemed to be endless with thousands of autumn waters and magnificent mountains and rivers.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The curves before the waist are undulating.

At this time.

The sound of the piano followed.

Colorful ribbons fluttered in the wind as she danced with her shadow, her graceful dance revealing endless charm.

"good!"

"Haha, I know this dance. It's the fairy Caiyue's solo dance under the moon."

“I didn’t expect that Fairy Caishang from Xianmiao Tower’s dancing skills were so good that it’s hard to tell whether it’s real or fake!”

"Senior Chong is so thoughtful!"

"It's worth it to invite Fairy Caishang here!"

"There are three thousand rivers in Xianmiao Tower, but none of them can compare to the graceful dance of Fairy Caishang."

The foundation-building monks on both sides couldn't help but applaud.

Shen Ping was also appreciating it in immersion.

Not long after he arrived in Qingyang City, he heard of the great name of Xianmiao Tower. Compared to the Tianyin Pavilion formerly known as Yunshanfang, Xianmiao Tower undoubtedly placed more emphasis on talent and appearance. Although he had never been there, he had occasionally heard Shopkeeper Qu talk about it several times, and he was full of praise every time he mentioned it.

Now take a look.

The reputation is well-deserved! This colorful fairy, whether in appearance or figure, although not stunning, is one in a million.

"If I could dance with Fairy Caishang, my life would be worthwhile."

Shen Ping heard the murmurs around him.

The other disciples showed contempt.

The disciple's face flushed, and he said hurriedly, "I, I was just talking nonsense."

"Fairy Caishang is a foundation-building cultivator herself."

"Junior brother, please don't have such thoughts again in the future. It only makes people laugh."

“Yes, yes.”

Until the afternoon.

The lively banquet ended.

Most of the cultivators boarded the magic flying boats and returned to Qingyang City.

Shopkeeper Qu was still talking to Chong Ji.

Shen Ping could only wait.

After all the foundation-building monks in the painting boat left one by one.

The fairy in colorful clothes walked out.

She had removed her makeup, but her appearance was still extraordinary. She walked slowly to Chong Ji, bowed slightly and said, "Thank you for the invitation, Senior Chong. Cai Chang will take her leave first."

After saying that.

Then he turned and left.

Seeing this, Shopkeeper Qu stood up and bowed, saying, "Senior Chong, it's time for us to leave. I heard that you are going to take your disciples to practice outside. I don't know when we will see each other next time."

Chong Ji shook his head, "It will only be a few years, at most a dozen years, not too long."

The two of them spoke briefly again.

Shopkeeper Qu greeted Shen Ping and other guests who came and left.

Return to Qingyang City.

Several people said goodbye to each other.

It’s almost You time.

Shen Ping was halfway down Huiquan Lane when the spruce trees on both sides began to sway in the cold wind.

He was mostly drunk.

Thinking back on this small banquet to honor the guest officials, he felt quite satisfied.

Not only did he drink a cup of Jindan Lingjiu, he also enjoyed a solo dance under the moon and met the famous Caichang Fairy of Xianmiao Tower.

Moreover, Chongkeqing's arrangement and attitude really made him feel like he was in spring breeze.

Watching the sunset gradually dye the sky red.

Shen Ping thought of the Jinyang Sect.

He shook his head and smiled, thinking that he had reached this level without realizing it.

I feel good.

The pace quickened a bit.

When he turned a corner, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

It was the fairy in colorful clothes with extraordinary dancing posture on the painted boat. She was walking slowly as if she was relaxing.

I was stunned for a moment.

He hesitated but still stepped forward and bowed, "Fairy Caishang, I am..."

"Who are you?"

Fairy Caichang paused for a moment, glanced sideways, said something lightly, and then walked away.

Looking at his back.

Shen Ping slowly put down his embarrassed hands. He was just being polite.

Stand there for a while.

He sighed softly, "Perhaps this is what it means to build a foundation!"

My slightly agitated mood now completely calmed down.

He turned and walked towards the small courtyard in Huiquan Lane.

The setting sun shines down.

It highlights that cautious face.

Don't be crazy.

Mo Lang.

anyway.

He is just a Qi training cultivator.

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