At the banquet.

More and more people can't help but drink the wine.

The monks in the Bigu stage are all drunk without exception. Even the monks in the Yin Shen realm will have flushed faces and drunken eyes after drinking a glass.

But regardless of whether they were drunk or not, after drinking the nectar, their bodies glowed with a clear light like glass and poured into their pores. They obviously gained great benefits.

Li Dao

He closed his eyes and drank the wine in one gulp.

Soft entrance, thin throat...

No, the moment he drank it, Li Daoxuan felt the world spinning in front of his eyes, and he fell on the table with a pop.

A burst of laughter rang out.

"Haha, I thought he was so capable!"

"I only pour one cup, but I am just an ordinary fasting monk."

"Tsk, tsk, that glass of nectar was wasted!"

Those who were not drunk at this time were all monks in the Yin Shen Realm. Their eyes were drunk and they were a little dazed, and they began to whisper about Li Daoxuan.

Que Xianzi couldn't help but secretly pushed Li Daoxuan, not wanting to make him look embarrassed.

"Hey, wake up quickly!"

But Li Daoxuan didn't move at all, and even his breathing became deeper and deeper, as if he was really drunk to death.

"Haha, I was sitting in the upper position, but I got drunk to death from a glass of wine. If word spreads, I don't know how many people will laugh to death!"

The Meiling Mountain God opposite had already drank his second cup of wine, but he was still not drunk. Instead, he was in high spirits. He looked at Li Daoxuan, who seemed to be drunk to death, and taunted him.

The empress in green's eyes moved slightly and looked at Li Daoxuan.

This was also the first time she looked at Li Daoxuan. There was a slight ripple in her beautiful eyes, and a ray of clear light quietly appeared on her fingertips.

The old woman beside her was a little surprised. She looked at the empress and then at the unconscious Li Daoxuan, feeling a little confused.

Is the empress going to secretly help him sober up?

It's strange, with her temperament, how could she be so interested in him?

But before the lady in green could take action, a rough and wild voice sounded.

"A monk from Xiayingzhou, Wang Bo, came out to pay homage to the empress!"

The young man in the witch robe was seen taking a gulp of the wine in the cup, then stood up and saluted the empress in blue.

This suddenly attracted the attention of many monks.

Because this monk named Wang Bo was only in the middle stage of fasting, but he could safely drink a glass of fine wine without feeling drunk.

But when they hear the four words Chuma Yipei, many people understand it.

The so-called Chuma, also known as the Chuma Immortal, monks of this lineage worship those great demons who are kind-hearted and have become spirits. They form contracts with them. During battles, they can invite the gods to take over and use the magical powers of those demons.

The monks of this lineage have a very high pursuit of the physical body, because only a stronger physical body can carry more magic power, and they invite stronger "great immortals" to possess them.

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Although this Wang Bo's cultivation level is only in the middle stage of Bigu, his physical body is extremely powerful. He looks like a tiger with a strong back and a strong waist, almost comparable to the Meiling Mountain God.

The empress in green put down her fingers calmly and looked at Wang Bo quietly.

Wang Bo patted the storage bag on his waist and held up a guqin with both hands. The strings were crystal clear and a lifelike phoenix was engraved on the body.

Maybe it's not just carving, because the guqin seems to be struggling and trembling, with a faint phoenix sound.

"Master traveled all over the world, found dragon tendons for strings, and phoenix parasol trees for wood. He made this phoenix qin and specially ordered us to present it to the empress!"

"Feng Qiqin..."

The empress in green stretched out her hand, and the next moment, Feng Qiqin, which was still struggling, let out a loud phoenix cry and automatically flew into the slender jade hand, blooming with rays of light.

Looking at Feng Qiqin, the Queen in Tsing Yi seemed to recall a certain memory.

At that time, she turned into a mortal and visited the mountains and rivers, and met a young man who wanted to jump off a cliff to die. He cried and said that he was too stupid to practice the secret art of riding a horse taught by his master and fulfill his last wish, so he might as well die a hundred times.

The Empress in Tsing Yi was moved with compassion, so she appeared and played a song, using magic power to clear his meridians and open up his heart, allowing him to successfully master the secret art of riding a horse.

However, times have changed and that was over a hundred years ago.

The young man who cried and wanted to die back then has now become the ancestor of the Chuma lineage, a powerful Yangshen, powerful in Yingzhou.

"Why doesn't your master come?"

The empress in green asked.

When Wang Bo heard this, his eyes were dark, and he was silent for a long time, and sighed: "Master, in order to become an immortal... he died under a catastrophe!"

Hearing this, everyone was shocked.

The ancestor of the Chuma lineage died in a natural disaster!

It should be noted that once you fail to overcome the tribulation, your body will die, your soul will disappear, and there will never be another life.

The Queen in Tsing Yi's eyes moved and she was slightly lost in thought. She didn't know what she was thinking.

After a long time, she sighed softly.

"If he doesn't succeed, he will become a benevolent person. For more than a hundred years, his temperament has not changed at all."

Time has changed, seas and seas have changed, and as a long-sighted ghost fairy, the Tsing Yi Empress has gone through countless dynasties since the early Han Dynasty and has also seen away many old friends.

But whenever an old friend dies, she will always feel a little sad, even though this fluctuation has become more and more dull.

Maybe this is the price of immortality.

"Does your master have any last wishes?"

Wang Bo remembered his master's instructions before he died, his eyes darkened, and he said: "Master, he only has one last wish, which is for us to give this piano to the empress."

"The old man said that the music played by the empress changed his destiny. He traveled all over the mountains and rivers and finally found this harp and dedicated it to the empress. Unfortunately, he was not lucky enough to listen to the celestial music of the empress again."

In fact, there is something Wang Bo did not say: Master never had a Taoist companion in his life. In fact, he could never forget a certain figure.

It's just that the figure is too stunning and far away, and it's out of reach.

After hearing this, the empress in green didn't say anything. She lowered her eyes, put the Feng Qiqin in her sleeve, picked up the wine bottle alone, and drank it gently.

The old lady sighed in her heart, knowing that her empress must not be in a good mood now.

At this moment, a clear voice sounded, breaking the somewhat gloomy atmosphere at the banquet.

"Who wakes up from the big dream first? I know it all my life."

When everyone looked around, they saw Li Daoxuan stretching and waking up from his drunken state. His eyes were clear, his face was like a crown jewel, and there was no trace of drunkenness anymore.

Li Dao

Everyone looked at him, especially Wang Bo and Shan Shen, with disbelief in their eyes.

How could he wake up?

And looking at the way he is now refreshed and bright, it is clear that he has digested that cup of nectar, which is a sign of his advancement in Taoism.

You know, many monks who are in the late stage of fasting are still drunk!

Seeing Fairy Que's surprised look, Li Daoxuan winked at her and said with a smile: "Why, are you reluctant to pour me a second cup?"

The Bird Fairy looked at the Empress.

The empress in green looked at Li Daoxuan with a strange look in her eyes. She had not helped him sober up just now.

"Your Majesty, a monk in the Bigu stage can only drink one drink at most. If you drink more, problems will arise..."

The Queen in Tsing Yi's voice was still calm.
Chapter completed!