To cultivate immortality, one must have good luck

Bang! A fire broke out in the stove, and a pot of strong liquor was placed on the stove to boil.

The pure aroma of wine rises along with the water mist and spreads throughout the Qingzhu Courtyard.

Zaifu Qiaoqiao carefully lifted the hot wine from the stove and filled it for the four people sitting in the pavilion in the backyard.

Kong Ji picked up the fragrant wine glass and brought it to his nose and smelled it, showing satisfaction. Then he pointed to the seat next to him and gestured to Zai Fu Qiao Qiao.

"You can sit down too."

"Yes!" Zaifu Qiaoqiao then sat down submissively against Kong Jiang.

Her respectful behavior was like that of a maid under her hand.

This scene made both Niu Fan and Lan Chi look suspicious.

The aura of Zaifu Qiaoqiao, a witch cultivator, has been covered up by Kong Xian's ever-changing magic weapon.

Not only were the two commanders of the imperial army unable to discern her identity as a witch cultivator, they could not even discern her cultivation level.

But when her eyes stared at Niu Fan and Lan Chi, they were not timid at all, and there was a faint quarreling attitude.

There is no fear at all because of the cultivation level of the two of them.

It is not difficult to guess that his cultivation is conservative and he is also a rising wheel.

"This fellow Taoist is not from Tianqi?" So Niu Fan asked casually, but he didn't mean anything else.

Before Zaifu Qiaoqiao could answer, Kong Jiang responded first: "A friend of mine from Wudong."

friend? Niu Fan and Lan Chi didn't believe her. They believed her even though she acted so respectfully.

However, Kong Ji's status in Wudong is not low. If he can be regarded as a friend, this woman's strength must not be much lower. Lan Chi immediately showed a smile.

"I see, that's disrespectful!"

I don’t know if it’s because they suffered setbacks at the hands of Kong Chi.

Or because he left the imperial city and no longer had the support of the imperial army, his attitude became much more polite.

This also made Kong Ji taste some flavor, and he raised his wine glass to signal to the two of them.

Niu Fan and Lan Chi wanted to make friends this time, so they naturally raised their glasses in response.

No need for others to say anything, Monk Congyun also drank the hot wine in one gulp, and at the end he pursed his lips with unfinished thoughts.

"Haha, Shangzong Temple monitors many temple precepts, and we monks in Tianqi don't dare to drink. From now on, little master Cong Yun must not be seen by the monks of Shangzong Temple, otherwise he will be entangled."

Just now, while Zaifu Qiaoqiao was warming up the wine, Niu Fan and the other two people had learned about Cong Yun's coming from Yun Mo.

Seeing that Cong Yun was so greedy for drinks, he also laughed and joked.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter! The meat and wine have passed through the intestines." Congyun waved his hand and answered calmly.

"I didn't expect that Quanzhou would be able to alert the two commanders of the Forbidden Army this time." Kong Xian looked at the two people in front of him. He didn't mince words. After pouring himself another glass of wine, he asked straightforwardly: "Two official officers I’m so busy, I take time off from my busy schedule to come to my humble home, I don’t know what I’m doing?”

"Everyone has fought against each other before. As the saying goes, no one knows each other without fighting..." Niu Fan was talking about his absurd reasoning. He was glared at by Lan Chi beside him, and he immediately swallowed his words and smiled sarcastically.

Lan Chi cleared his throat and showed a kind smile: "I heard that Mr. Bingpo took action to fend off the three shaman cultivators from the Zhouyin tribe for Quanzhou. We, the Forbidden Army, are grateful for Mr. Bingpo's righteousness and made a special trip to visit him this time."

"I took action for the sake of Palace Master Wen. It's not a matter of righteousness." Kong Xian waved his hand, signaling the two of them not to elevate themselves too high.

"But it's true that you killed three witch cultivators, and it's appropriate for us to come here."

Lanchi was a good talker, and with a few words, the hostility in Zaifu Qiaoqiao's eyes faded a lot.

Kong Zhen also looked at Lan Chi a few more times, and finally smiled: "As long as they don't come to fight with me, I'm still very welcome."

Niu Fan and Lan Chi came to visit them if they wanted to, but Kong Ji didn't give them a look, and the five of them started chatting over hot wine. Except for Kong Zhen's killing of the three witch cultivators.

Niu Fan also talked about something that concerned Kong Xian.

"The little Wudong Sword Immortal who was a guest at Tianquan Sword Sect three days ago was also attacked by the witch cultivators of the Zhouyin tribe."

"The person who took action at that time was a strong man in the realm of soul transformation. At that time, Shangguan's little brother was discussing swordsmanship with Zhu Wenyuan on the bank of Meijiang River. Both of them could not defeat him together."

"Fortunately, a sword-wielding elder from Tianquan Sword Sect was in the dark and took action in time to save the two of them."

"But your senior brother is also seriously injured, and he is still recovering from his injuries in Tianquan Sword Sect."

"Have they found Senior Brother Shangguan?" This news immediately made Kong Xian feel that the wine in his hand had lost its taste. He placed the wine glass on the table and frowned deeply.

He is on the Jiuyinbu's hunting list.

Shangguan Yuzhou, who was with him at that time, would inevitably be found.

But what Kong Xian didn't expect was that the Zhouyin tribe was so bold that he actually dared to attack Shangguan Yuzhou in the Tianquan Sword Sect.

"With your soul-transformation cultivation, it's no wonder that you are so bold."

"What happened to the soul-transforming shaman cultivator?" Kong Zhi wanted to hear the news that the soul-transforming shaman cultivator was killed, so that he would lose a powerful enemy.

"If you miss a hit, you'll be far away." Lan Chi shook his head, also showing regret.

"The realm of soul transformation is already the peak of ascending the wheel. If you can't make a move, it will be difficult to stay."

"Fortunately, the Wudong Little Sword Immortal is in the Tianquan Sword Sect. If we meet the soul-transforming shaman cultivator in the outside world, it will be very bad." Niu Fan also had a look of emotion on his face. He glanced at Kong Jiang and speculated. He said: "We guess that Mr. Bingpo's killing of those witch cultivators was exposed."

"They ambushed the Wudong Little Sword Immortal just to take revenge on you. You should be careful in the future."

Obviously, the Forbidden Army does not know about the Black Snake Tribe, and Princess Qing has not yet reported this matter.

Kong Ji naturally didn't talk too much and nodded in agreement.

"Please tell me, I understand."

Kong Xian had known for a long time that there were soul-transforming shaman cultivators from the Zhouyin Department sneaking into Wudong, so he wasn't too surprised.

Zaifu Qiaoqiao was worried, with his brows furrowed all the time. He glanced at Kong Xian from the corner of his eye and hesitated to speak many times. If there were no outsiders present, she would have probably opened her mouth.

Now I can only drink wine alone.

Congyun didn't care much about these things. He raised his glass many times to signal to everyone, and then he didn't care if everyone cooperated with him. He held the glass and poured it into his mouth. Most of the wine went into his mouth, and he kept muttering:

"The wine in Qingzhufang City is better than that in Yunmo."

As the scene gradually heated up.

The two commanders of the imperial army also showed their fox tails.

Lanchi first apologized, saying that they were reckless in the imperial city.

However, they didn't want to do anything serious, just to help Jing Yushou earn face back.

"The Forbidden Army is both prosperous and devastated. We are just following the tradition of the Forbidden Army. We hope Mr. Bingpo will not bear grudges." Niu Fan's words obviously did not come from his mouth. Lanchi had told him in advance.

Kong Ji smiled and waved his hand, indicating that it was okay.

The slander has already begun in my mind.

"What kind of tradition is this? It's just a group of military gangsters who have had enough to eat and have nothing to do. They just think about fighting all day long." (End of Chapter)