Taoist temple that will cross

Chapter 423 Zhao Li is an Honest Man

The interior of the pavilion is not small, there is a white marble table, two white marble chairs, and there is still a lot of space left.

Chestnuts, cashew nuts, walnuts, lily cakes, crabapple cakes, yam cakes, horseshoe cakes, chestnut cakes... more than a dozen plates of dried fruits and snacks that look very delicious are placed on the white marble table.

Sure enough, mice are delicious, and even if they take human form for thousands of years, they still cannot change their nature.

Cao Yi just sat down.

The voice of King Shen came from outside: "There are only two places, so we won't go in. There is a pavilion over there."

Cao Yi turned his head.

See Shen Wang, Xiao Tian and Zhao Li walking towards a pavilion not far away.

A gust of fragrant wind entered the pavilion, and Mrs. Diyong sat opposite.

It is undeniable that Mrs. Diyong, who has practiced for thousands of years, is peerless in terms of temperament.

"serving wine"

Her voice was soft, like some ethereal musical instrument.

A maid came in with a plate and placed the plate on the edge of the stone table.

First take out two small wine glasses and arrange them side by side.

She took out a gourd for the first time, opened the stopper, and a very special smell of wine came out. Holding her breath, she carefully filled the two small wine glasses, put the lids on, and retreated to the side holding the gourd.

Cao Yi glanced at the wine in the small wine glass with a very special aroma of wine, and asked, "What is the name of this wine?"

"This wine is called Thousand Day Drunken Immortal. Only the immortals in the heaven are eligible to enjoy it. They cannot become immortals. You can drink at most one cup a day. If it is too much, it will be poison."

Madam Di Chung explained in a calm tone.

As expected of a monster with the backing of the Heavenly Court Immortals, he can even get the wine from the Heavenly Court.

Cao Yi reached out and picked up the wine glass, the aroma of the wine reached his forehead.

"Aren't you afraid that I might poison the wine?"

Madam Di Chung spoke suddenly.

There are heaven-defying supernatural powers such as mending the sky, counter-practicing mending the sky, Zhezimi, Wanhua Daojue, etc. How could Cao Yi be afraid of being poisoned.

He put it into his mouth without hesitation, and drank half of it in one gulp.

Immediately, there was an indescribable feeling that teased the taste buds, and a sense of comfort spread all over the body, as if to be reborn.

Immediately afterwards, a sense of dizziness hit.

Cao Yi, who had been prepared for a long time, directly practiced the sky-replenishing technique and seized the medicinal power of the "Thousand Day Drunken Immortal" nine middle schools.

On the opposite side, Madam Diyong picked up a wine glass, covered her mouth with her sleeve, took a small sip, and then put down the wine glass while the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned.

When she saw that there was only half of the wine in Cao Yi's cup, she sneered in her heart.

If you think that the means are a little bit better than yourself, you don't know the heights of the sky and the earth.

Thousand Days Drunk Immortal, but even the gods in the sky will become drunk with the famous wine of Thousand Days if they drink too much.

“Good wine”

Cao Yi picked up the wine glass again and drank the remaining half.

The astonishment in Madam Diyong's eyes flashed away, and she said with a smile: "The Taoist priest is good at drinking."

Holding the gourd at the side, the maid holding her breath stared blankly at Cao Yi.

"One more drink for the Taoist priest"

Madam Diyong said with a smile.

The maid stepped forward, refilled a glass, and then retreated.

"Madam is kind, but the poor are welcome."

Cao Yi raised his wine glass again.

This time it was more violent than before, and it was stuffy.

Mrs. Diyong twitched her face a few times, and forced a smile: "The Taoist priest is not a fairy, but he has such a capacity for alcohol, I admire him."

"Good wine is good wine, but it is easy to drink."

Cao Yi said with a relaxed expression while using the counter-practice sky-replenishing technique to obtain the power of the medicine.

In the eyes of Mrs. Diyong, this is a strong support.

"It seems that this is the Taoist priest's drinking capacity."

she says.

Such a poor way of provoking generals!

"There is still a long way to go before Pindao's drinking peak."

Cao Yi said with a smile.

"Daozhang, you can't drink any more."

Zhao Li's voice suddenly came.

Cao Yi followed the voice and looked at Zhao Li who was winking in this direction.

Well, there is an honest man here.

"fine"

When Cao Yi responded, his body shook slightly.

It's like getting drunk.

"Daoist, you are drunk, let's go back"

'Honest man' Zhao Li stood up.

Although he has not known Cao Yi for a long time, he appreciates Cao Yi's personality.

I don't want Cao Yi to fall here in a daze.

"Daoist stop drinking"

"yes"

Shen Wang and Xiao Tian put on a show and stood up.

These two old fritters knew Cao Yi's details too well.

"Drunk, I live here. My concubine has been running a bottomless pit for thousands of years. Although she is not as good as the Heavenly Court, she is not much inferior to the Underworld."

Mrs. Diyong looked at Zhao Li and said with a smile.

Zhao Li saw a hint of threat from Mrs. Diyong's eyes, and his heart beat wildly several times.

A smile appeared on his face: "The bottomless pit is naturally excellent, but the Taoist priest has something to do, so he has to go back today."

"Nonsense, nothing to do with poverty"

Cao Yi directly exposed Zhao Li.

Zhao Li resisted the urge to come over and slap Cao Yi on the head dozens of times, and continued: "Daoist, you forgot that you and Xiaotian have refined a pill, which has been warming in the alchemy furnace. , it’s time to come out.”

"Xiaotian, yes, is there such a thing?"

Cao Yi asked Xiaotian with his tongue out.

Have you, don't you know yourself?
Xiaotian complained in his heart.

"no"

It said with absolute certainty.

After Zhao Li cursed a few words in his heart, he sat down on his buttocks.

He has done his best, and what happens to Cao Yi next has nothing to do with him.

"Pour another cup for the Taoist priest, no, three cups"

Mrs. Diyong ordered the maid.

The maid stepped forward with the gourd in her arms, took out two more wine glasses from the plate, filled them all up, and then returned them.

Cao Yi picked up the first wine glass, gulping down, not a drop left.

The second wine glass was still stuffy, but there was a little bit left.

The third wine glass, only half drunk.

Cao Yi's eyes kept opening and closing, as if he was about to pass out.

Mrs. Diyong glanced at the wine glass, and said with a smile, "Have the Taoist finished drinking yet?"

Cao Yi picked up the wine glass again and drank the rest in one gulp.

But he still looked like he was about to faint, but he hadn't fainted yet.

Why are you still dizzy?
Even a living dragon should faint.

Mrs. Diyong cried out in her heart.

It's not that she's not a lady, this Thousand Days Drunken Immortal Wine is very precious wine.

One drink, one less.

Suddenly, Cao Yi threw himself on the stone table.

Finally fainted.

Mrs. Diyong breathed a sigh of relief.

His eyes turned to the five spirit wheel on Cao Yi's right index finger.She was very curious about this treasure that easily destroyed the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Formation that she had spent hundreds of years working on.

She stretched out her hand, ready to take off the five spirit wheel on Cao Yi's right index finger.

"What do you want to do?"

Xiaotian suddenly made a sound.

"Noisy"

A thought came to Mrs. Di.

The roar was silent.

When Mrs. Diyong's hand was about to touch Cao Yi's.

Cao Yi sat up abruptly.

Although she has practiced for thousands of years and her mind is as calm as an old dog, Mrs. Diyong was still startled.

"Good wine! As expected of a Thousand Day Drunken Immortal, this sleep is really comfortable"

Cao Yi stretched his waist.

This is so called sleep.

Are there ten numbers?

Mrs. Diyong resisted the urge to scold her, and smiled on her face: "Master Daoist, are you awake?"

(End of this chapter)