Chapter 3122

"Good wine!" Although it's not the first time that I've ever been with this kind of high-quality immortal wine, I can't help but praise it after drinking it every time.

"Then have another drink!"

Xu Xingfan picked up the wine gourd and filled a cup for Chengguo again, and then filled a cup for himself. Seeing that Xu Xingfan was about to put down the wine gourd, the dozens couldn't help it. If Xu Xingfan was allowed to put down the wine gourd, they would have to drink twice as much, and then refine the medicine, which would have to wait for two quarters of an hour.

"Gudong..."

The voice of swallowing was heard in the throat of dozens of friars. Xu Xingfan as if did not hear the general, the wine gourd on the table, hand toward the wine cup to grasp.

"Brother Xingfan!" Chengguo certainly won't miss this opportunity: "dullele is not as good as zhonglele, but everyone's eyes are staring at your wine gourd, ha ha..."

There was a trace of unnaturalness on the faces of dozens of monks. Just now, they ignored Xu Xingfan, but now they want to drink other people's wine. How can they feel embarrassed. But none of them looked away. With a faint smile, Xu Xingfan stretched out his finger to the wine gourd. The lid of the wine gourd was opened, and xianniang was sprayed from the mouth of the gourd, which turned into dozens of water lines and shot at each monk's wine cup. After filling each monk's wine cup, Xu Xingfan pointed out again, and the gourd cover was automatically closed. Xu Xingfan picked up the wine cup and said faintly:

"please

"Please

Instead of ignoring Xu Xingfan this time, the monks held up their wine cups together and saluted Xu Xingfan, then drank them all in one gulp.

Just now I just watched Xu Xingfan and he Cheng. Now I drink this cup of immortal wine in person. Every monk's heart is shocked. The effect is more than any kind of immortal elixir they used to take! Only this cup of xianniang can increase their Yuanli accumulation by half.

Every friar immediately closed his eyes, and every sweat pore opened. His face was red, his breath was flowing, and the whole little garden was silent.

A quarter of an hour later, Xu Xingfan opened his eyes first, and then some monks began to open their eyes one after another to refine xianniang. Xu Xingfan picked up the wine gourd and shook his head with a faint smile. Put away the wine gourd.

This wine gourd is not a space artifact. It's an ordinary wine gourd. After each monk has one cup, there are only three cups and five cups of xianniang left in it.

These friars also know this situation. With their eyes, we can naturally see that the wine gourd is not a space immortal vessel. Every monk has a cup of immortal wine. As long as he estimates, he knows that there is almost no immortal wine left in it. A monk with one horn on his head said with regret: "after drinking the wine of Taoist brother Xu and huaxianzi, how can we drink other wine? It's tasteless to drink! "

All the monks nodded yes. The flower is looking at Xu Xingfan, eyes light: "brother Xu. Let's talk about wine making sometime, shall we? "

Xu Xingfan then said with a smile: "huaxianzi, Xingfan can't make wine."

"Which master of Guizong is that? Can you trouble brother Xingfan to introduce him? "

Xu Xingfan's heart was cold when he heard that I was much younger than you, so he waved his hand and said, "I can't recommend this. It's made by my aunt. "

"Your aunt?"

Cheng Guo on one side said: "brother Xingfan's aunt is senior Xu."

As soon as we talk about master Xu, we all know that it's Xu Ziyan. With their heavenly cultivation, only the saint level great friars can be called the master. Now in Shuangxiong immortal city, Xu Ziyan, the saint monk surnamed Xu, immediately closed his mouth. Let a great friar in the middle of the Ninth level exchange wine with you? Is your face big?

Xu Xingfan turned over his hand and took out a wine gourd. The eyes of the monks were bright. They could feel the fluctuation of space from the wine gourd. It was a space immortal.

Is there another kind of fairy wine?

The eyes were glowing at the wine gourd.

"There's no such wine as the best fairy wine just now, but this wine is also available. Let's have a taste."

Xu Xingfan poured a cup for Cheng Guo and himself, then pushed the wine gourd to the center of the table, and everyone scrambled for the wine gourd. Cheng Guo can't help shaking his head, clapping his hands and calling a disciple with low accomplishments, who specially holds the wine gourd to pour wine for everyone.

After drinking a circle of wine, the eyes of the monks became more and more bright. Although the wine this time was far from the best xianniang, it was also better than Baihua Niang. Moreover, with their cultivation, they could refine at any time, which made it more drinkable.

At this time, dozens of monks gradually did not reject Xu Xingfan. However, the pride of the times of the hundred ethnic groups is still there. Xu Xingfan's accomplishments are higher than them, and the wine is good. But they don't believe that Xu Xingfan's understanding of the way of heaven and the use of immortal formula surpass them. After all, they have a heritage from hundreds of ethnic groups, so dozens of people intentionally or unconsciously lead the topic of conversation to the cultivation experience.

At the beginning, Xu Xingfan just listened quietly, and he could not help sighing that these friars of 100 ethnic groups really had their unique talents. Each race had their own unique talent. He had a unique understanding of the way of heaven and the use of immortal formula, which inspired Xu Xingfan a lot.In fact, Xu Xingfan wants to participate in this kind of party as much as possible. The so-called four treasures of cultivating immortals are the land of law and wealth. The only thing this couple can do is to get together to exchange their cultivation experience.

He listened there with interest, but how could the dozens of friars of the hundred ethnic groups let him go? So some friars asked Xu Xingfan questions.

In fact, Xu Xingfan's understanding of the way of heaven has far surpassed them. He is Xu Ziyan's nephew, and Xu Ziyan has pointed him out many times. Xu Ziyan cultivated eleven attributes and had a space inside the universe. His understanding of the way of heaven was orthodox and grand, so Xu Xingfan gradually embarked on this road. Moreover, in Taixu sect, there are occasional instructions from Yanshan spirit, and later there are original instructions. After the king of medicine joined Taixu sect, he consulted the king of medicine many times on his way to Shuangxiong immortal city. It can be said that his understanding of the way of heaven at this time has stood at the height of Saint level.

So, Xu Xingfan just a few words, let dozens of monks have a kind of suddenly cheerful mood, for a moment everyone fell into meditation, the banquet became silent. Cheng Guo takes a shocked look at Xu Xingfan. Before, when they were together, they were discussing the transaction between the two sides, but they didn't talk about it. He didn't expect that Xu Xingfan's understanding of the way of heaven has reached such a high level.

However, when the monks woke up from their thinking, they admired Xu Xingfan's understanding of the way of heaven, but at the same time, they were also deeply unconvinced. Xu Xingfan has opened a holy door, so it's nothing to surpass them in the understanding of the way of heaven. They don't believe that Xu Xingfan's understanding of the use of immortal formula will surpass them. You know, this is the only inheritance of their hundred families.

Where did they know that Xu Ziyan moved the trial field of the hundred ethnic groups to taixuzong? Today, Xu Xingfan has left them several blocks to master the skills of fairy formula.

After just a few questions, the monks were dumbfounded.

Is this the friar of Shangyuan that they despise? Is this still the bumpkin in their heart? Are all the friars of the Shangyuan Dynasty of this standard? Not only did Xiuxian's orthodoxy not retrogress in the Shangyuan Dynasty, but it has developed to such a degree?

What are they?

Have hundred ethnic groups been eliminated by history? Their inheritance has lagged far behind that of Shangyuan? Just like Xu Ziyan's saying in Shuangxiong immortal city. They're just ancient adherents, bereaved dogs?

There is no doubt that when they heard Xu Ziyan's words, their hearts were full of anger, but now when they see Xu Xingfan with a light look, they have a little fear, a little fear of being eliminated.

Cheng Guo An was shocked and praised his clan leader. He was worthy of the position of clan leader and made an early alliance with taixuzong. As long as you look at Xu Xingfan, you can infer that Taixu sect is not generally strong. This sect, this kind of monk, must make friends. Now Xu Xingfan belongs to heaven, and he doesn't make friends at this time. When Xu Xingfan enters the saint level, it's impossible to make friends again at that time. In his heart, he was glad that the family had handed over the negotiation to him. At this time, he was more friendly and led the topic to the meteorite belt.

He can infer the origin of Xu Xingfan, but he is not very clear about the Moon Clan's encounter with the meteorite belt. The real news is concentrated on the saint level. What he knows is only a little bit, but there are dozens of monks sitting here. Everyone knows a little bit, so the amount of information is not small. What's more, there are also monks of one month family here?

"Fellow Taoists, it is said that there are treasures in the meteorite belt?"

Hua Yao takes a look at Xu Xingfan and understands that this is the topic that Cheng Guo brought up for Xu Xingfan. But she is very interested in the fairy wine brought by Xu Xingfan. She doesn't mind releasing kindness in such a small matter. The most important thing is that she doesn't know much about it. "Cheng Daoyou, the meteorite belt is not far from your continent. Haven't you ever found it?"

Cheng Guo shook his head and said, "no, and we've been to that place before, and we haven't found a meteorite belt. We suspect that it was originally an independent space, and it just appeared."

"I don't know much about it. I just know where the meteorites are very heavy. Even the fist sized meteorites are heavier than any kind of ore we have ever seen. Moreover, they are flying fast and fast. Once they hit them, even if we are Tianzun, we can't bear it."

Xu Xingfan slightly frowned and said, "their flight should have a track to find, right?"

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