Reborn as a wolf

Chapter 78 Stealing the Golden Elixir ([-])

This newly opened restaurant is very simple, with a banner of apricot blossom wine, a few square tables with chopstick holders and dishes, and a few three-foot-long stools, and the back hall is only separated by a block. The purple one-meter-long silk cloth is piled up with wine jars, dishes, peanuts and some side dishes made on site.

When the four of them arrived, there were already quite a few monks in the Qi refining period who were calling friends, drinking and having fun, and it was overcrowded.

"Four guests, please wait for a moment, there will be free tables soon." The middle-aged man who is both the waiter and the owner of the shop came up and said to Tang Hui.

"It's okay, you can do your work first." Tang Hui waved his hands indifferently, turned his head, looked at Ye Yingxiu and Tang Yan, Ye Yingxiu smiled slightly, without showing any displeasure, Tang Yan was He frowned, thinking that the master was a Void Returning Stage cultivator after all, and shouldn't hang out with these low-level cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage.

"This little brother, if you don't dislike him, why don't you join us?"

At this time, a monk was sitting at the table on the farthest side. The monk was about 30 years old. He did not wear a gold-painted cassock or a Zen staff. Instead, he was wearing the lowest gray monk robe with a few patches. A yellow gourd hangs in the middle; the Taoist is about 40 years old, has a long beard, pulls on his temples, sticks a wooden hairpin into his hair, wears a light blue Taoist robe, and smiles friendlyly at Tang Hui and the others.

"Aren't monks forbidden to drink alcohol according to the monk's rules and regulations?" Tang Hui didn't refuse. He went straight up, pulled a stool, sat down carelessly, and said to the monk, "Could it be that you are still a wild monk?" No?"

The 30-year-old monk touched his bald head, smiled, took a bowl on the table, filled it with the signature apricot blossom wine, and said with a smile: "Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in the heart. As long as there is a Buddha in the heart, Why bother with those monk rules and precepts?"

Tang Hui picked up the bowl, drank it in one gulp, smiled heartily, and said, "Which temple does Master practice in?"

The 40-year-old Taoist said, "Which temple could it be? Of course it is the Jingzen sect. The Taoist of the poor Taoist Qingxu is a disciple of Dongyue Sword Palace. May I ask what sect he is from?"

At this time, Tang Yan rolled her eyes, and before Ye Yingxiu sat down on the stool Tang Hui was sitting on, she said, "My master is Song Zhiming from Shushan Sword School."

Xie Zhengyang pointed to Ye Yingxiu's last stool. Ye Yingxiu shook her head slightly, moved her lotus steps lightly, and stood behind Tang Hui. She just smiled slightly and didn't care much about Tang Yan's little thoughts.

Xie Zhengyang had no choice but to sit down on the bench facing the west, cupped his hands, and said: "Xie Zhengyang, a disciple of Piaoxiang Academy, has met two fellow Taoists."

The monk of the Jing Zen sect shook the jug, but there was not much liquid left, so he called out: "Boss, bring two more pots of apricot blossom wine, add two plates of beef, and two plates of peanuts."

Then he said: "It is fate to meet each other, not to mention that the Shushan Sword School is thousands of miles away from Nanzhan Buzhou, so the little monk made his own claim and entered into the friendship of the landlord."

"Hehe, then Song would be more respectful than obedient."

Tang Hui laughed lightly. On the Yangming Lake of Yejia in Jingzhou, Ke had formed a moderate enmity with the monks of Jing Chan Sect. He chased and killed him for a long time, and now he actually sat at the same table with the monks of Jing Zen Sect. Sit, life is really tortuous and bizarre.

"Guest officer, your wine and meat are here."

After a few words, the waiter brought up the tray with a tray, and soon there were customers from other tables either paying the bill or adding wine and vegetables, and the waiter had to be busy again. Fortunately, cultivators generally don’t eat whole grains, and these drinks and dishes are just It's all about drinking.

Xie Zhengyang, who originally planned to ask Tang Hui for some exquisite sword moves, saw the monks of the Jing Zen Sect and the Taoist priests of the Dongyue Sword Palace beside him, so he couldn't speak directly, so he had to pick up beef with his chopsticks resentfully. You're welcome, the top ten sects of Nanzhan Buzhou are united in the same spirit, although there are some minor grievances with each other, at least they will restrain each other a little bit and greet each other with smiles at the elixir auction held by the God of Medicine Sect.

He had heard a little about these two before him, they were Li Baichan, a well-known wine and meat monk of the Jingzen School, and Qi Xuanzhen, a monk of Dongyue Sword Palace, both of whom were masters of Taoism, but without him, a monk in the Foundation Establishment Period, he was honest and honest. Let's drink and eat meat.

Tang Hui took a piece of beef with chopsticks for Tang Yan and put it in her bowl. Tang Yan blinked and said, "Dongyue Sword Palace is famous for its kendo in Nanzhan Buzhou. I don't know if Shushan Sword School is stronger or Dongyue Sword Palace is stronger." better?"

Daoist Qingxu stroked his long beard with his hands, chuckled, and said indifferently: "Naturally, the Shushan Sword School is more powerful. After all, the founder of the Shushan Sword School is Yuanshi Tianzun, a sage of the Three Purities."

Tang Hui held up the white porcelain bowl in his hand, and said, "Daoist Qingxu is too modest. The Shushan Sword Sect and the Dongyue Sword Palace have their own strengths. Besides, one is in Dongsheng Shenzhou, and the other is in Nanzhan Buzhou. They have not been compared. , how can it be easy to draw conclusions."

At this moment, Deacon Yang hurried over and said to the monk of the Jing Zen Sect, dumbfounded: "Senior Li, why are you greedy for alcohol here? Deputy head Liu has been waiting for you for a long time."

Then, Deacon Yang saw Taoist Qingxu and Tang Hui again, and quickly bowed, "I've seen Senior Qi and Senior Song."

Li Baichan was not moved at all, picked up the white porcelain bowl on the Sifang table, touched Tang Hui, took a big drink, wiped the corners of his mouth with the patched gray robe, and said: "I don't have the time I've been waiting for a long time to argue with you, Deputy Head Liu, and it's not too late."

Being able to be called a senior by Deacon Yang in the Foundation Establishment period, and even Deputy Head Liu to wait in person, the identity of this monk of wine and meat is naturally ready to be revealed. Tang Hui drank the apricot blossom wine in the white porcelain bowl in one gulp, stood up and said: "Brother Li Dao , we are all guests at the God of Medicine Sect, so it is better not to keep the master waiting for a long time, maybe the master will be angry and expel us from the God of Medicine Sect, but..."

Tang Hui didn't say the rest of the words, and everyone present understood what the latter words were. Deacon Yang said with a dry smile: "Senior Song was joking, and all of you are distinguished guests of the God of Medicine Sect, making the God of Medicine Sect flourish. , how dare you expel a few of them, I will report back to Deputy Head Liu right now."

"That's it."

The wine and meat monk Li Baichan stood up and said: "Song Daoyou, this wine can only be drunk another day. Brother Qi, let's go."

Daoist Qingxu said without moving an inch: "Deputy head Liu invited you, but he didn't invite Qi, why should I join in the fun? It's all out of sight and out of mind. That old boy Liu Changqing has a stomach full of water. You, a Buddhist sect, get an eminent monk. Let him go to 'recite scriptures'. I'd better talk to Daoyou Song about the way of swordsmanship."

Monk Jiurou thought for a while, and he was right. Qi Xuanzhen is a sword idiot. Now that he meets Song Daoyou from the Shushan Sword Sect, he probably wants to discuss with each other. Said: "Lead the way."

"Senior Li, this way please."

Deacon Yang pretended not to hear Qi Xuanzhen's slanderous words from the deputy head of the sect, and quickly turned around and began to lead the way.

A seat was vacated, but Ye Yingxiu still did not take a seat, and stood stubbornly behind Tang Hui. Tang Hui just looked back at Ye Yingxiu slightly, and Ye Yingxiu shook his head slightly. The bench is empty.

"I have some personal matters." Xie Zhengyang stood up slowly and said, "Senior Qi, Senior Song, Xie will leave now."

Tang Hui waved his hand, indicating that it's okay, Qi Xuanzhen from Dongyue Sword Palace didn't even lift his eyelids, and never looked at Xie Zhengyang from the beginning to the end.

Xie Zhengyang was not annoyed either, from the invitation sent by the wine and meat monk, he knew that the two invited were Senior Song from the Shushan Sword Sect, and he was just a role model.

In front of Jindan monks, a mere foundation-building monk is naturally not worth mentioning.

Qi Xuanzhen, whose dao name is Qingxu, stroked his long beard, put his right index finger into the white porcelain bowl, dipped it in the apricot flower wine, wrote a line of small seal script on the square table, and then wiped it away with his sleeve robe. , looking at Tang Hui.

Tang Hui also dipped his right index finger in the wine, wrote a line of small seal script on the square table, and then wiped it away.

The two of you come and go, writing and wiping constantly.

The speed was getting faster and faster, which dazzled Tang Yan. She was about to ask the master, but Ye Yingxiu covered her mouth, shook her head slightly, and said softly in a very low voice: "They are talking with hands, just watch." It changes, don't bother."

There are mixed fish and dragons in the God of Medicine Sect, and most of them are monks in the Qi refining period and the foundation building period. If Tang Hui and Qi Xuanzhen let go of their hands and hands and compete with real swords and guns, it is estimated that one-third of the entire God of Medicine Sect will be destroyed, so Qi Xuanzhen chose I chose a more elegant way-hand talk, just uttering formulas.

Tang Hui responded quickly and calmly, not mentioning the Taoism and teaching methods of the monks at the peak of Jindan in Bibotan, Jiuhua Mountain, but only the memories of Song Zhiming's life before the Shushan Sword School broke the boundary and ascended. As far as kendo is concerned, Tang Hui can easily handle it.

Qi Xuanzhen from Dongyue Sword Palace frowned slightly, and the conversation between the two went from slow to fast, and then fast to slow.

a long time.

Qi Xuanzhen from Dongyue Sword Palace sighed a long time, maybe he had no way to deal with it, and said with emotion: "Shushan Sword School, the swordsmanship is broad and profound, and it really deserves its reputation. Qi Xuanzhen sighs that it is not as good."

Tang Hui just smiled slightly. This battle without gunpowder smoke was no less than a real fight between two people. It was pure luck that he won.

If the two of them fly into the sky and compete with real swords and guns, he will probably lose.

First, Qi Xuanzhen is a monk at the golden core period, while he is only a monk at the early stage of returning to the void.

Second, Tang Hui's spiritual power was only [-]% of his usual level, and he was naturally overshadowed by Qi Xuanzhen in the Golden Core Stage.

Third, Tang Hui can only use the spiritual power of two dantians at present, while Qi Xuanzhen has already formed a golden core in his body, which is round and smooth, and it is far inferior in terms of the quantity and quality of spiritual power.

"Can Taoist Song know how to play chess?" Qi Xuanzhen of Dongyue Sword Palace took out a chessboard with nineteen vertical and horizontal lines from the storage bag, and said to Tang Hui.

If practicing calligraphy can be inextricably linked to the way of swordsmanship, then playing chess is similar to the way of formation in the realm of comprehension.

"Know a thing or two." Tang Hui nodded with a smile.

"Okay." Qi Xuanzhen of Dongyue Sword Palace pushed aside the food and wine on the Sifang table, took the initiative to sit opposite Tang Hui, took out a chess set with black and white pieces, and said, "Song Daoyou, are you holding black or white pieces?"

"Let's just use the white pieces." Tang Hui took the white pieces from Qi Xuanzhen's hand in Dongyue Sword Palace.

"Then thank you Daoist Song for acknowledging Qi." Qi Xuanzhen of Dongyue Sword Palace held a sunspot in his hand, and took the lead in making the first move, taking Tianyuan directly.

Tang Hui was able to draw the outline of the Bibotan in Jiuhua Mountain with his cultivation base in the foundation building period, and found a glimmer of life in the four-curved Yellow River formation. Naturally, he was not blind to the way of the formation. Jun Daozu Zixiao Palace preached.

Even Tang Hui could comprehend a corner of the Great Dao pattern. Naturally, this game of chess has just begun, and it has basically been determined that Qi Xuanzhen of Dongyue Sword Palace will undoubtedly lose.