When Feng Yi woke up again, there was a gleam of light in his eyes. The first level of the Desolate Finger was finally perfected, and he was only a step away from the second level.
Feng Yi felt a little tired and even a little hungry. You know, at the level of Spirit King, it is possible to not eat for a month.
Feng Yi walked out of the training room and saw his junior brother Zhang Xiaoxing looking at him with his mouth in an O shape. Feng Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "What's wrong? Is there something on my face? Are you staring at me?"
Zhang Xiaoxing shook his head and said, "No, Brother, you've already been in there for ten days! Your beard has even grown out!"
Then, Zhang Xiaoxing forced Feng Yi back to the training room and waited until he had tidied himself up before letting him out, saying that he must not destroy his senior brother's perfect image.
Feng Yi changed his clothes, stretched, and said to Zhang Xiaoxing, "Let's go eat."
"Okay, Zuiyunlou."
The two soon arrived at Zuiyun Tower, the most famous restaurant in the sect. As Feng Yi entered, he smelled the strong aroma of wine and his saliva immediately began to flow.
Feng Yi smacked his lips twice. The wine tasted really good. In modern times, Feng Yi liked to drink a little wine, but his salary was not high, so he had never tasted real good wine.
In this world, things made from various spiritual objects should be much better than modern wine. Feng Yi was already a little impatient and sat down with Zhang Xiaoxing at a window seat on the second floor.
Zhang Xiaoxing ordered a bunch of dishes, and Feng Yi also ordered two bottles of Zuiyunlou's signature Zuiyun wine.
Zhang Xiaoxing asked curiously, "Brother, don't you like drinking?"
"I want to try it today."
"Brother, you didn't get hurt in the martial arts arena, did you? You want to get drunk, then I'll drink with you."
"What nonsense are you talking about, you little bastard!" Feng Yi glared at Zhang Xiaoxing fiercely.
Fortunately, the food and wine arrived at this time. Feng Yi was busy pouring wine and ignored Zhang Xiaoxing who was chattering beside him.
This Zuiyun wine was clear with a hint of light green. Feng Yi put it under his nose and smelled it, then took a sip gently, and then looked intoxicated. It was indeed a good wine!
Feng Yi drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and then poured himself another glass. This series of actions shocked Zhang Xiaoxing. It was obvious that his senior brother had a very poor alcohol tolerance, so what happened today?
He doesn't look like his senior brother at all. Could it be that the injury he suffered last time has affected his alcohol tolerance?
Feng Yi didn't care about his surprise at all, picked up the chopsticks and kept picking up the dishes. There were a lot of meats that had never been seen in modern society. It was probably the spirit beast. It must be said that this spirit beast was living a very miserable life.
No matter what kind of spiritual beast it is, its whole body is a treasure. At the very least, it still has a spiritual core, which is needed for refining pills or weapons. Many low-level and inferior ones have become food for humans.
Fortunately, spiritual beasts will gradually develop their intelligence as they cultivate. Generally, when they cultivate to the fifth or sixth level, which is equivalent to the level of human spiritual kings and spiritual emperors, they can transform into human form. This provides a certain degree of security. No matter what, strength is still respected in this world!
But Feng Yi couldn't think about so many things at this moment, because the food was so delicious. Although he tried to maintain his eating posture and not let himself gobble it down,
But Zhang Xiaoxing was dumbfounded. When had his senior brother ever drunk and ate in such big gulps?
At this time, a few more people came up from downstairs. Zhang Xiaoxing looked and saw that it was Ye Ming and Long Wan'er, as well as a few more powerful senior brothers and sisters.
He coughed. Feng Yi, who was sitting opposite him, was still busy eating. Zhang Xiaoxing could only whisper, "Brother, Senior Sister Long Wan'er is here."
Feng Yi finally put down his chopsticks, took a breath, and then said, "Come on, what does it have to do with me?"
After saying that, Feng Yi poured another glass of wine and sipped it. This wine is really delicious! Zhang Xiaoxing was very happy to see his senior brother so calm. It seemed that his senior brother really wanted to let go of Long Wan'er.
But it was obvious that someone didn't want him to be happy all the time. They sat down in another window seat. A woman in a light blue dress said, "Isn't this Senior Brother Feng Yi and Junior Brother Xiao Xing? What a coincidence! Do you want to sit together?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Long Wan'er frowned slightly, but did not show any displeasure. Zhang Xiaoxing immediately reacted and replied, "Senior Sister Long Lan, we are leaving..."
"Junior Brother Xiaoxing, I'm asking about Senior Brother Fengyi." The woman named Long Lan interrupted Zhang Xiaoxing with a smile.
Zhang Xiaoxing looked at Feng Yi nervously. Feng Yi turned around, glanced at them calmly, then smiled politely and said, "We've finished eating and will be leaving soon. Enjoy your meal."
After he finished speaking, he stood up, bowed to a few people, and took Zhang Xiaoxing downstairs. Zhang Xiaoxing followed behind him, jumping and skipping, and was obviously in a better mood. When they got downstairs, Feng Yi bought another ten bottles of Zuiyun wine, and then left.
The people upstairs were a little puzzled by Feng Yi's behavior today. Long Lan said, "Today is really strange. Whenever Junior Sister Wan'er is around, doesn't Feng Yi always come running over?"
Another man on the side said, "Alright, I know you still called him and made Wan'er unhappy."
Long Wan'er clenched her hands quietly under the table. Senior Brother Feng Yi was different from before. What was going on?
Ye Ming, who remained silent, had a hint of surprise in his calm eyes. Had Feng Yi really changed? But this was also a good thing; it saved him a lot of trouble.
Ye Ming and others were eating and chatting at their seats. Long Wan'er talked to Ye Ming many times, but Ye Ming only replied with a few words. He seemed very cold and did not seem like a couple at all.
Everyone seemed to be used to it. Ye Ming was just like that. Neither he nor his fellow disciples had ever seen him smile.
He has no emotional fluctuations and always has a cold face every day. Apart from practicing, it seems that nothing can arouse his interest. He is not very close to others.
The reason why he could have a meal and communicate with me and others was simply because he was now the chief disciple of Jianzhi Peak and had to take care of his fellow disciples.
As long as his fellow disciples ask for help, and it's not too troublesome, he will agree. However, as for friends, he probably only has one friend in Luming Sect, and he's not in the sect at the moment. I don't know where he went to play.
Long Lan, who had just spoken, watched this scene with a hint of mockery in her eyes. She hadn't expected Feng Yi to change after being injured. She didn't know if he was pretending or if it was real. If it was true, Long Wan'er, Long Wan'er, I wonder if you will regret it? After all, this Ye Ming...
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