Just as the two were communicating, the young master of the Qingtian family had already captured three pills.

After paying the spirit stone, he felt something was wrong. This guy seemed to be deliberately raising the price, but he didn't feel much dissatisfied in his heart.

These three pills have a fatal temptation for practitioners in the Nirvana Realm.

For a cultivator who has not entered the seventh sect of cultivation, it takes great luck and various opportunities to cultivate the golden elixir. If most cultivators in the Treasure Dynasty cannot enter the seventh sect of cultivation, it is equivalent to the hopelessness of the golden elixir.

After entering the seven sects of cultivation, only members of the royal family can exchange their power for the best elixirs, allowing themselves to cross the threshold of the Nirvana Realm and enter the Golden Elixir Realm.

He knew himself well and knew that he was just a dog of the royal family, a dog that could be abandoned at any time.

But the Jindan allows him to hug this thigh more firmly.

He put three pills into his arms and left proudly from the VIP seat.

Zhang Hao, whose index finger was slowly tapping on the table, glanced at the crystal card sent by the old man with white eyebrows on the table, which contained 30,000 spirit stones.

He slowly stood up and put the things in Qiankun bag and said, "The good show is over, let's go too!"

After saying that, he walked out of the VIP seat first.

When they arrived at the door, Sun Ling quietly walked to Zhang Hao's ear and said, "They went to the low-level trading market again!"

"Yeah!" Zhang Hao agreed, looked around and said, "Let's find a place to take a look!"

Sun Ling didn't understand what Zhang Hao meant, so he touched his head and said, "Senior Brother wants to rest or buy something!"

Zhang Hao smiled and said, "Take me to a place where you have fun!"

Sun Ling's somewhat tender face showed a blush. He looked back at the two girls behind him in awkward manner. Seeing that they looked normal and had no angry expressions, he felt a little relieved.

He looked around and said, "This place is not far from Zuixianlou, so why not go to Zuixianlou!"

This name is a bit familiar, go and have a look! After Zhang Hao said that, he looked at Sun Ling.

Sun Ling stretched out his left hand and said, "This is the way!"

Seeing that the two girls were a little dissatisfied with their behavior, Zhang Hao lowered his voice and said, "Someone followed!"

After saying that, he followed Sun Ling with a giggle and strides forward. The two girls glanced at each other and followed.

After walking through several long streets, a noise was heard from afar.

A faint fragrance of wine floated over the long street.

Zhang Haoli squinted his eyes on the long street, licked his mouth and exclaimed: "Good wine!"

After walking forward for a while, I saw a loft in front of me. The loft was about seven floors high, extraordinary in style, with flying eaves and horns, full of ancient charm.

A young cultivator stood at the door and saw four people coming over. He immediately stepped forward and said, "Please be there!"

When I stood outside the door, I could only hear the noise.

But after the four of them walked into it, they felt very different.

I saw the building’s bright lights, the gauze danced, the silk and bamboo lingering, and the sound of delicate music.

Zhang Hao looked up and saw that there was no candlelight on the candlesticks as thick as arms on both sides of the hall. On the bottom of the white jade disc, there were night pearls the size of fists, which were the night pearls that reflected the tiny in the building.

There is a dark layer of water alley hidden in the white jade floor in the attic, and the rolling fog tide rises from it, making everything here seem real and illusory, like a fairyland.

The guests in the building are sitting in a circular shape, with a passage for delivering delicious food in the middle, and a high platform in the center of the hall.

A woman was dancing with the sound of the platform, following the sound of bells and drums.

The drum sounds like a sudden rain, and sometimes it is like a surging wave, gradually soothing and slowly sparse.

The woman on the platform jumped, flew, and fluttered in a veil. Her figures were unpredictable. Her face covered her face with a thin gauze, and only her extremely smart eyes were revealed. The hearts of the cultivators seemed to dance with the woman.

But when Zhang Hao looked closely, he found that there was murderous intent hidden in these smart eyes, like the chill that had not faded in spring suddenly came, and he couldn't help but feel frightened.

But the cultivators were fascinated by the sight.

Zhang Hao gently held a Qiong Cup, took a sip, looked around, and saw everyone looking at the woman on the platform.

In this small attic, all pursuit of truth, heavenly way, and persistence quietly disappeared without a trace.

Only her beautiful dance posture, delicate curves, almost demonic charm, and the dreams of these almost crazy low-level cultivators were left.

Zhang Hao sat down slowly on the table, picked up the fine wine from the jade cup, and raised his head and drank it all in one sip.

A spicy and pungent smell was coming up, like countless flying knives, scraping all the way from the throat into the lower abdomen, turning into a ball of flame, burning in the abdomen.

This wine is no more drunk than the world of the world. It is endless and permeable, and the wine is mellow and fragrant, and sweet in the mouth.

"This wine is too strong! Domineering and fierce! It's like the wind of the north." Zhang Hao shook his head and said to the bartender beside him.

The bartender Yueran said, "Young Master is the first to come to Zuixianlou! This wine is the famous wine in Zuixianlou - Zuibeiguo."

"Why are you given such a wine name? Isn't this building called Zuixian Tower? Why not call Zuixian!" Zhang Hao looked at the bartender and asked curiously.

"This..." The bartender looked at Zhang Hao who was already three points drunk and didn't know what to do. But his eyes were on the figure of the woman on the stage for a while, and then bowed and said softly: "The name Zuibei Kingdom is the name of Leng Ji, the courtesan of our Zuixian Tower. This wine was originally the name of the North Country - Zuishi Shang! But after all the more than ten small countries in the North Country were destroyed, Leng Ji named it to commemorate the North Country!"

After hearing the bartender's words, Zhang Hao no longer made things difficult for the bartender and said, "Replace me with a big cup with lowered feet, this cup is too small!"

The bartender said at a loss:

"You should not show off your strength. This drunken wine in the northern country is very strong. It penetrates the throat like a knife and the lower abdomen like fire. If you drink a big bowl..." After saying that, the bartender looked at Zhang Hao in embarrassment.

"You can change to a big bowl, what's the matter with you when I get drunk?" After saying that, he threw out a fifth-grade spirit stone.

The bartender took the spirit stone, stopped saying anything, and soon took a big bowl and poured a full cup for Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao picked up the wine bowl and placed it in front of his nose. After smelling it carefully, he felt that the fragrance of the wine was refreshing.

After closing my eyes and feeling it carefully, I saw wind and sand appearing around me, and yellow dust flying all over the sky. A woman walked towards her from the yellow sand in the sky.

The woman stepped barefoot step by step in the soft yellow sand, with a lonely body but her eyes firm.

Zhang Hao slowly opened his eyes and looked up at the woman on the platform. He saw that the woman also cast a look, but he instantly looked elsewhere.

Sun Ling looked at the small white jade cup on the table, licked her lips, and swallowed her saliva.

Zhang Hao shook his head and smiled slightly, "If you want to drink, drink it!"

When Sun Lin heard this, he picked up the jade cup and drank it all over the sky. However, after a few breaths, he saw the guy shaking his head and said in a drunken way: "Good wine!"

Then he pulled off his shoes and socks, threw them at the table, pulled off his belt, looked at Zhang Hao and laughed, "Good wine, good wine!" After that, he fell down to the sky, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After a moment, he snored like thunder on the ground, obviously he was drunk and unconscious.

Zhang Hao glanced at Sun Lin, who was lying on the ground, and his face turned red, pinched a breath, covering Sun Lin's snoring in a small spiritual cover.

At this time the drum sounds stopped.

The singing and dancing stopped, and everything in the attic was silent, and everyone had not yet come to their senses.

Zhang Hao slowly stood up from the table and looked around, raised his eyes to the Taichung woman, and said aloud: "Okay!"

Then everyone woke up from the dream and cheered.

Wait for the applause to fall slowly.

Zhang Haoyao raised his big cup in his hand and said, "Cheers to the North!"

The Cultivation Club in the attic raised his glass and shouted: "Cheers to the North!"

After drinking all the wine in the glass in one gulp, the lower abdomen seemed to be like a volcano erupting, dizzy, and the scenery in front of me became illusory.

Zhang Hao looked around and saw Murong Xue's cold face was close at hand. He smiled at her and said, "This wine is so strong!"

After saying that, he fell into Murong Xue's arms.

When he fell down, he seemed to fall into an endless wave. An extremely soft spiritual energy wrapped around Zhang Hao's whole body. This cold wave made the Nine Yang Qi in his body happy.

The two spiritual energy quietly moisturizes each other like a blend of water.

Murong Xue looked at Hua Luochen with a pretty face blushing and said warmly: "He is drunk!"
Chapter completed!