Jingyuan Island is known as the granary of the four southern islands. Most of the islands are suitable for cultivation. Occasionally there are one or two small hills, which is a good place for former islanders to visit.

More than twenty miles north of Lansha Camp, two figures, one green and one white, sat opposite each other and were drinking on a pavilion on a small hill.

"Not bad, this ginseng jade wine smells long and flows. It feels like a piece of cool jade is in your mouth, and it is good wine."

Seeing the woman scooping her own pot of ginseng jade juice and commenting and complimenting on her own, Li Qingxiao felt very distressed.

This bottle requires nine top-grade spirit stones, how can it be bad!

However, looking at the four empty pots in front of me, the number of empty pots in front of me was the same as the number of empty pots in front of the woman, my heart still raised.

After all, it is cultivated at the fifth level of the Foundation Building Realm, which is much better than when he was in Linjiang City.

But there is one thing that is the same as it was back then.

He still couldn't see through the cultivation level of the woman in white, which made him feel a little interesting.

If he has a higher cultivation level than himself, he may be the true disciple of Zi Jian Pavilion, but the iconic purple clothes of Zi Jian Pavilion's true disciple was not wearing it.

Could it be that his status is still above the true teachings, and that is the elder?

No, right? I asked Biyu several times, but she didn't say that there was such a young and drunk elder in Zijian Pavilion.

"It's just a negligence. It's the second time I've had a drink with the girl. I haven't asked for my name yet!"

The woman in white had a slightly white and red look. When she heard Li Qingxiao's inquiry, she looked at him with her two almond eyes and spoke arrogantly.

"Drinking alcohol can beat me, I'll tell you."

Little nymph, I can’t deal with you anymore!

Li Qingxiao had always been resentful of the drunken incident more than 30 years ago. When he heard the woman provoking again, he immediately became angry and took out ten kilograms of second-grade spiritual juice from the ring.

"Come on, drink, I, Li Qingxiao, have never been afraid of anyone, let alone you, a little girl, if I don't put you down today, even if you are awesome!"

Zuo Ningru's eyes showed a hint of cunning. When Li Qingxiao arrived at Lansha Camp yesterday, she had already discovered that the little thief had known to ask Li Qingjie to give her wine a few years ago, so he was determined.

That's why Zuo Ninglu took care of Li Qingjie.

However, drinking alcohol naturally requires people to drink together. In the Zijian Pavilion, she also has to take into account the identity of the daughter of the Supreme Elder Ling Jue, and it is not easy to be so presumptuous in front of her peers.

And those disciples were silent in front of her, and regarded themselves as younger disciples, and she also felt bored.

As time goes by, she really missed the time she drank in Linjiang City. The main reason was that Li Qingxiao didn't know her identity and was not afraid of her, so she was completely let go.

The key is that her father Zuo Lingjue and her senior brother Tan Qian would talk about her every time she saw her drinking. Therefore, in the Zijian Pavilion, she felt unhappy every time she drank.

It can drink a great drink and take the opportunity to cheat this little thief's spiritual wine. It's so cost-effective, I won't miss it.

The two of them continued to drink ten kilograms of each other, their faces turned red, but their eyes were still clear and their stomachs were much bigger.

A trace of helplessness flashed in Li Qingxiao's eyes. After all, he had already cultivated the fifth level of foundation building. He really couldn't get the second-grade spiritual wine, but the little girl in front of him could not get the wretched.

"The girl can't do it, no, if she drinks it, her belly will be swelling. What if we tie this time?"

Zuo Ninglu immediately stopped doing it. The little thief wanted to tie her, but that wouldn't work. Zuo Ninglu had never lost when it came to drinking since she was a child.

Suddenly, Zuo Ningru's eyes turned and asked, "Little thief, I ask you, what is the best spiritual wine made from?"

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Li Qingxiao's long wine separation immediately attracted the woman in white to roll her eyes, and thought for a while and said, "Of course it's food!"

Although spiritual wine is different from ordinary wine, the most basic principle has not changed. The wine made by ordinary people with ordinary grain is the best, and the monks are naturally the same. Li Qingxiao was a little aware of the meaning of the woman's question.

The granary of the four southern islands is the Jingyuan Island where they are now, and isn’t it the largest production place for spiritual rice of monks!

Li Qingxiao had some speculation in his heart, and did not interrupt, and continued to listen to the woman's words.

"The sword Chunjiu from Zijian Pavilion is brewed by Yuan's family. The largest brewery on the four southern islands was created by Yuan's family."

"Hasn't the Yuan family been destroyed?"

"There are no people dead, but the winery is still there! The Yuan clan has three of the five second-grade spiritual wines on the four islands in the south."

Li Qingxiao has learned about this matter. The five second-grade spiritual wines in the four islands in the south are Jianchun Sauce, Ginseng Yu Sauce, Meteoric Flow Sauce, Dragon Whishou Sauce, and Qiong Flow Sauce made by his family.

Among them, ginseng Yuzu was created by Zhang from Yunkongdao, which means that the other three second-grade spiritual wines are all products of the Yuan family.

Li Qingxiao's eyes immediately lit up and he asked quickly: "Do you know where Yuan's winery is?"

His first reaction was not to find wine to drink, but to brew these three second-grade spiritual wine recipes. If he could get it, the family would have another way of wealth.

"Of course I know!" After the woman in white finished speaking, she deliberately paused for a moment, and then continued to speak mysteriously.

"I also know that there are not only these three second-grade spiritual wines in Yuan's winery, but also one third-grade spiritual wine called Ziji Brew."

Li Qingxiao bounced off the chair in the pavilion and startled the woman in white.

"Third-grade spiritual wine?"

Li Qingxiao was really excited. After all, the third-grade spiritual wine is a golden elixir-level spiritual wine. He has never seen it before. He is also a wine lover. Moreover, if the formula of the third-grade spiritual wine can be controlled by the family, it would be really developed.

"That's right, Yuan's winery is in Fulong Valley a hundred miles southwest of Fengdu City.

Unfortunately, after the Yuan family was destroyed, the place was occupied by a guardian named Jue Chan in the Demon Sect.

How about it, do you have the courage to compete with me for the third-grade spiritual wine?"

At the level of the Demon Sect’s Dharma Protector, he is the fake Dan Realm Master. A trace of hesitation flashed in Li Qingxiao’s eyes. It’s not that he is afraid. He really doesn’t take it seriously now, but he is just considering the pros and cons of not following.

Before he could speak, the little girl spoke again, obviously with a provocative tone.

"Hehe, don't you want to drink to win this girl? How about it? As long as there is Zijijiu, we can decide the outcome!"

Li Qingxiao smiled lowly, and said with some alcohol in his voice: "I'm excited, I think I'm afraid?"

As he spoke, Li Qingxiao's eyes were facing her. Seeing that her flushed cheeks were blurred, he paused for a moment and said proudly: "Go and go, whoever is afraid of whom!"

The white-clothed woman's envoy Yibing flew away from the pavilion directly. Before leaving, she followed the two pots of ginseng jade juice on the table, leaving only a sound.

"At this time next month, you come here to wait for me, and I will take you there!"

After the woman left, Li Qingxiao's eyes returned to the clarity.

He is not afraid of the protectors of the Demon Sect, so he has a support.

This woman was not afraid, which aroused his interest.

"The only one of the five senior elders in Zijian Pavilion is Zuo Ninglu, who is this woman?"

Li Qingxiao never associated this woman in white with Zuo Ninglu. After all, this woman's personality and appearance are completely incompatible with Zuo Ninglu.

I asked Li Biyu several times, but the other party said I didn’t know.

It's strange!

Li Qingxiao recalled the red cheeks of the woman in white just now, and a hint of beauty appeared in his heart.

I couldn't help but laugh.

"He is sixty-three, and he is not young after all, so it's normal."

Putting aside these thoughts, the most critical reason for agreeing to the woman in white to go to Fulong Valley is of course the rare recipes of spiritual wine.

Of course, Li Qingxiao really wants to see the third-grade spiritual wine.

A month later, it was the first day of June. Li Qingxiao cleaned up and transformed the alcohol in his body. He felt that his cultivation was approaching the limit of the fifth level of foundation building, and a hint of joy suddenly appeared on his face.

This wine is not considered in vain.

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On the second day of the fifth month, Li Qingxiao left a trace of true spirit on the list of combat achievements in the middle of the Lansha Camp. After feeling the seemingly unrestrained connection, he took Chen Qingshan and others to fly out to the north of the Lansha Camp.

Li Qingxiao looked down at the ground flying over the ground below. There were still many humans living together and not escaping, revealing a few traces of enlightenment.

The closer you get to the Lansha Camp, the more mortals gathered, and the further away you get, the more you have to see one in the mortal village, it takes miles or even dozens of miles to see.

These mortals do not want to run away, but they cannot escape at all. The Blood Spirit Demon Sect will come to slaughter them to obtain the blood of living people, which is only the future. If they leave the safe area they have finally opened up by their ancestors, they may be killed by some innate and acquired monsters in Qi training realm halfway. If they encounter a monster in the Foundation Building Realm, they will be better than encountering a cultivator in the Blood Spirit Demon Sect.

At this time, Chen Qingshan behind him spoke: "Zijian Pavilion is responsible for the southeast defense line of Lansha Camp. It has been fighting forward until less than a hundred miles away from Fengdu City. It is stalemate with the Demon Sect's people in Bolingye for almost two months, and it is the direction of the biggest progress among the three camps."

"Oh, Zijian Pavilion is still the one that is going the most smoothly?"

Chen Qingshan nodded, with a look of pride in his eyes, and said, "It's thanks to the Qingjie Palace Master.

Two months ago, the Demon Sect's people sneaked into the south of Boling wilderness and plundered blood food.

The second true legend of Zijian Pavilion, Meng Baizhou, led the other three true legends and the Qingjie Palace Master to help. Meng Baizhou, with his own strength, dragged two late-stage Demon Sect cultivators in the late-stage Demon Sect. Among the other four foundation-building disciples, there is a late-stage foundation-building cultivator. Fortunately, the Qingjie Palace Master exuded his power at the last moment and killed him, and then achieved a great victory. In the end, we pushed the Demon Sect defense line north of Bolingye along the way."

After all, my family likes to brag about my own family. The role of Qingjie is obviously smaller than that of Meng Baizhou.

Thinking of Meng Baizhou, Li Qingxiao's mind moved and asked, "What is Meng Baizhou's cultivation now?"

"I heard from the Lord of Qingjie Palace that it should be the peak of foundation building, and it is only one step away from the false alchemy realm."

It's amazing, but Li Qingxiao remembered another thing.

The dispute between Meng Baizhou and Yue Shenxiao's young sect leader seems to be about to begin in October this year.

"Yue Shenxiao, do you know?"

Chen Qingshan nodded suddenly, with disgust in his eyes, but with a few traces of solemnity in his eyes, he replied: "Young Master Shenxiao, of course I know. The only three people in the Purple Sword Pavilion are Master Ninglu, Master Mingjian, and the last one is him.
To be continued...