Chapter 307: Enjoy the wine and meat and wipe the sword

The pagoda of the Dark Pixiu Saint is a good thing. Wang Xuan is also a little tempted and is wondering when he can get it.

A horse cannot grow fat without night grass, and if he could grab the grass, his wealth would double.

There are three moons in the Demon Realm, one with a faint blood color, one pure white, and one yellow. After rotating for who knows how many years, they have been transformed into a space fortress.

"Drink now, one drink less."

A tall and thin man with a three-inch beard was standing in front of the palace. As a guard, he set up a stone table, two porcelain cups and a wine pot, drinking under the moon and singing from time to time.

Although he sang or recited poetry, his level was indeed not very high.

"Senior Brother Li Zuige, why are you drinking here alone?" Wang Xuan came over and asked. This man was the disciple of the master uncle and had been a star master for more than ten years.

"Come on, come on, have a few drinks with me." Li Zuige is addicted to alcohol. He drinks when he is happy or sad. He drinks when there is something to do or when there is nothing to do.

As he said, drinking should be one of the greatest pleasures in life.

Wang Xuan was originally looking for his master, but now he was in no hurry. He raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp. Li Zuige first tasted the wine, slowly savoring its beauty from the tip of his tongue to his throat, and finally drank it in one gulp.

"You are a heavy drinker, but you don't know how to taste wine. It's a pity. As a man, you should drink. How fortunate it would be if drinking could become a pleasure." Li Zuige took Wang Xuan aside and taught him how to enjoy wine tasting.

Wang Xuan had a smile on his face. Senior Brother Li was willing to chat with him and spend his time on him, which was a recognition of him.

After drinking a glass and talking for several minutes, Li Zuige poured an unknown amount of wine into the wine pot. Wang Xuan estimated that he drank at least ten kilograms, but the ancient wine pot was still full of fine wine, and what was poured out was different every time.

"Junior brother, have you learned it?" Li Zuige was a little drunk. His master was a Taixu cultivator, so he didn't need him to guard the place, and he could drink to his heart's content.

"The art of drinking is profound. The more you taste it, the more flavors you will appreciate. Thank you for your instruction, senior brother." Wang Xuan poured wine for Li Zuige and toasted him.

"Go ahead." Li Zuige waved his hand. His master had been busy just now and now he was free. Wang Xuan's important business could not be delayed.

Wang Xuan nodded and walked towards the palace. Li Zuige behind him was still drinking and reciting poems. Wang Xuan paused and said, "Brother, this wine is not one cup less after one drink. You and I have long life spans, so we can't calculate how many cups we can drink."

"One more drink for each one? Then how much more should I earn?!" Li Zuige laughed.

Master Uncle Wang Di was accepted as a disciple at an early age. Although his talent was not as good as He Fang's in successfully reaching the super star level, his cultivation progressed quickly and he entered the Taixu realm very early.

If there were no experts to support them, the pressure from the alien race would not allow people to have time to reach the super star level. Wang Di knew that he did not have time to endure, so he made efforts to break through the realm and grow quickly.

"Good!" Emperor Wang was overjoyed after hearing Wang Xuan's report. He had never thought that there would be the young son of an immortal among the captives.

Whether for studying its bloodline and skills, or as a bargaining chip to confront alien races, the Pixiu Saint Son is invaluable.

"I hope Master will take care of how to deal with it." Wang Xuan said.

Wang Di nodded, thinking that his cousin's talent and character were satisfactory, and said: "I already know, I will reward you according to your merits later, go." Wang Xuan could resist the urge to take the real immortal weapon, it would be unacceptable if he didn't reward him.

The big shots are very busy in charge of the overall situation. The amount of information that the emperor deals with every day is unimaginable. As for the earthly immortals and celestial immortals, although their status is higher than those of the soldiers, they are also members of the battle sequence.

"My sword is the brightest and sharpest when it is stained with the blood of the enemy."

A young man gently wiped a three-foot-long sword with silk, as if he was facing his lover. Even the touch was infused with a lot of emotion and was extremely focused.

When Wang Xuan passed by, the man's sword trembled slightly. "Only those who use swords with sincerity can understand the true meaning of swordsmanship. You have learned so many different things, how can you be so strong in swordsmanship?" Gai Fu asked.

Even a swordsman like Lei Duzun, who was once the strongest in the Spirit Transformation Realm, was defeated by the man in front of him. It really doesn't make sense.

As Fangshan's eldest disciple, he knew clearly that Wang Xuan practiced the Hunyuan Martial Arts Canon, which emphasized martial arts and was good at close combat. He also practiced sabers, but suddenly one day he started practicing swords, and his practice made all the sword practitioners of the same level despair.

Human energy is limited, and it is impossible to be good at everything, but Wang Xuan is such a strange existence.

"Because the energy I spend on each step is beyond your imagination." Wang Xuan said lightly.

No one can reap easily. Some people may reap twice as much for one point of effort, but effort is always necessary.

Gai Fu's sword was eager to try. He sensed Wang Xuan's sword skills, which were so sharp that he also wanted to fight.

The clouds floated from the east of the moon to the west of the moon. The strong wind weighed down the trees, and the branches and leaves swayed back and forth countless times. The birds were silent for a long time.

The two were only twenty steps away, and sword energy collided in the void, whistling like ghosts. Wang Xuan and Gai Fu did not speak. For sword cultivators, everything was in the sword.

After a clang, a black shadow flashed and instantly flew towards Wang Xuan across twenty steps.

Wang Xuan stretched out his hand, and with a snap, a roasted chicken appeared in his hand.

"My realm is much lower than yours, and there is no point in fighting. I thank you for what happened to Junior Brother Zhao. He is still my Junior Brother no matter what, and I hope he is alive."

After Gai Fu put away his sword, he jumped up and disappeared without a trace. After seeing this genius, he realized that his goal had been achieved.

"Let's eat chicken tonight." Wang Xuan found a place, drank alone, tore off a chicken leg and chewed it. The moonlight was like water, and he didn't know how many people would be able to return to their hometown.

This place is not their hometown, but a battle with the world of ten thousand demons. They have to go on even if they are unwilling to do so. Only by resolving the consequences can hundreds of millions of people live in peace.

There was a sound of tapping, and a white horse with a horn on its head and a girl on its back came proudly. Unicorn, knight girl, white skin. Based on this information, Wang Xuan immediately guessed that this was someone from the Western sect.

She was at the peak level of Earthly Immortal and her strength was indeed very strong. At least he was not sure he could kill her within ten moves.

Looking at Wang Xuan with greasy hands, eating meat with big mouthfuls without paying any attention to his image, and the smell of alcohol wafting around, he looked a bit like a playboy.

"Little girl, is it more interesting to watch me eat than to eat by yourself?" Wang Xuan threw chicken bones all over the floor. After drinking, he threw the wine jar away casually, and it broke into countless pieces with a snap.

The knight girl only glanced at Wang Xuan, and rode away, saying, "I just wanted to see what the new Earthly Immortal King looks like. Now that I see him, I'm a little disappointed."

"Really? I'm sorry." Wang Xuan's soul gathered the surrounding moisture, and the heavy rain fell only between his palms. He washed his hands and dried them with silk before looking up at the man.

He really has no interest in caring about what others think of him.

Wang Xuan glanced at the interstellar battleships cruising in the sky and said, "I thought you were here to challenge me."

"I had this thought, but it's no longer necessary after seeing you. Don't die on the battlefield. In a few months, I will be able to challenge you and become the strongest earthly immortal."

After saying this, the girl walked away proudly with her head held high. She was dressed in snow-white clothes and looked as holy as an angel who had descended to earth. Perhaps she really thought she was an angel who had descended to earth.

Wang Xuan couldn't help but laugh. A few months? God knows what realm he will be in a few months. This arrogant girl might not have the chance to challenge him.

(End of this chapter)