Author: Tang Youyou

It is getting dusk, and the tired birds return to their nests.

Hua Chaoyang and A Li returned to the back mountain of Chiyun Peak. She specially asked Song An to pick some spiritual vegetables for daily consumption from the spiritual plant garden. She also went to the ruins to catch a plump spiritual bird.

I also specially picked some fresh spiritual fruits, thought about it, and caught a few fat fish from the creek. After working for an hour, a table of sumptuous dishes was filled with the table.

When the sky was getting dark and the last ray of light disappeared in the sky, Qi Li appeared outside the small courtyard carrying two jars of wine.

Hua Chaoyang was afraid that he would not know the way, so he specially asked someone to wait at the entrance of the back mountain to meet Qi Li.

A Li removed the barrier in time and let Qi Li in.

The weather was neither hot nor cold, and there were no mosquitoes to harass. It was the best time of the year, so Hua Chaoyang put the food in the yard.

A Li used his spiritual power to light up every corner of the yard. The three of them sat down and after a while of greetings, Qi Li opened the wine jar, poured two bowls of wine, pushed one bowl to Hua Chaoyang, and kept one bowl for himself.

He looked at A Li and asked hesitantly: "Can this little fellow Taoist drink?"

In the past few days in Taixu Sect, he had figured out the situation between Hua Chaoyang and A Li. Coupled with the big-mouthed endorsement of Li Jianwei, A Li had become a god-like figure.

Qi Li knew what he was doing, but his face was not as flattering as Li Jianwei's. Instead, he advanced and retreated in a measured manner.

But out of respect for A Li, he still asked for his opinion. After all, drinking alcohol for such a young child is always a bad thing.

Hua Chaoyang and A Li looked at each other.

Hua Chaoyang: "He can't drink."

A Li: "Pour a bowl."

The two spoke at the same time, but their meanings were completely opposite.

Qi Li didn't know who to listen to.

Ah Li took the wine jar away and filled it himself.

Hua Chaoyang knew that she couldn't fight him forcefully, so she simply let him go.

She raised the bowl: "Brother Qi Li, we have grown up together after ten years of separation. It is a good thing to be alive to meet again. Come, let's have a drink."

After Hua Chaoyang clinked glasses with Qi Li, he dipped his lips into the wine. When he felt the spiciness, he closed his eyes and swallowed it, then drank it all in one gulp.

"Cough cough cough." She was indeed choked with tears.

The wine in her previous life didn't seem so strong. She could drink three mojitos in a row without hiccups.

Qi Li didn't say much. He just said "do it" and drank every drop of the wine in the bowl.

After drinking strong alcohol, people become sad.

"Chaoyang, do you remember that when I was a child, I wanted to eat the plum candy made by Youpin Shop, but my mother was afraid that I would damage my teeth and wouldn't let me eat more. Every time I got greedy, she would ask you to buy it for me on the street. Then

Life was really simple back then, and a piece of candy could make people feel happy. Unlike now, even delicacies from the mountains and seas can’t give you the taste of happiness.”

After saying that, he poured himself another bowl of wine.

Hua Chaoyang accompanied him to finish it. He boldly put the bowl on the table: "Pour again."

A Li didn't drink like a donkey like the two of them. He ate the food slowly and sipped the wine while silently observing Qi Li.

The more he observed, the more he felt that he could no longer drink this wine.

Hua Chaoyang chuckled as she talked about how when she was a child, she went out to buy candy on the street and was scolded by her parents after being caught.

His eyes looked chaotic after drinking, but in fact they were secretly looking at Qi Li.

Although what he was talking about was what happened between the two of them when they were young, Hua Chaoyang was worried that the person in front of him might have found out about it.

The mole between his eyebrows was the same as when he was a child, and his eyes would form shallow crow's feet when he smiled. These could be traced from his adoptive father. But after all, they hadn't seen each other for ten years, and it was another drama about the resurrection of the dead, so she had to

Be more vigilant.

"Brother, how about you eat fish and try my cooking?"

Hua Chaoyang put a piece of fish meat into Qi Li's bowl.

Qi Li's smile froze on his face and he looked at Hua Chaoyang: "Chaoyang, are you still you? I always feel that there are more than ten years between us. There are other things."

He pushed the bowl with fish away and his voice became cold: "I never eat fish, have you forgotten? Or are you not my little sister Hua Chaoyang at all?"

Facing Qi Li's question, Hua Chaoyang was stunned for a moment, and then she laughed happily.

This Qi Li is really interesting, but he tries to test her.

"Brother, of course I remember that you don't eat fish. My mother said that when you were three years old, you ate fish and the fish bones got stuck in your throat and almost killed you. From then on, you won't even touch this thing until I beat you to death.

How could I forget."

"What did the little sister mean just now?" Qi Li asked in a deep voice.

"I'm teasing you. The topic you're talking about is too boring, so I just want to make a joke with you. In fact, compared to the dead, being alive is happiness. We are not being hypocritical. Are you right?"

Qi Li still had a sullen face: "You know, I have never liked to joke since I was a child."

Hua Chaoyang rolled his eyes inwardly, this man is really Qi Li.

He is such a boring person.

Hua Chaoyang gradually felt relieved.

"Let's not joke, let's talk about your spiritual plant garden? Is Tianjian Sect's place bigger than Taixu Sect? Since I came to Taixu Sect when I was seven years old, I have almost never gone down the mountain. I have no idea about the outside world.

I don’t know anything. You must have encountered a lot of things along the way. Can you tell me about them?"

"Also, I heard that in the spirit-planting world of Saha Continent, there is some kind of Hundred Flowers List, and the skill of spirit-planting is used to judge the level. Brother, have you entered this list?"

Perhaps due to the effect of alcohol, Hua Chaoyang, who had put down his guard, gradually started chatting and started chattering endlessly.

After several bowls of fine wine, Qi Li became a little tipsy and started bragging about the Hundred Flowers List.

"Last year, the sect sent me to participate in the selection of the Hundred Flowers List, and I paid a selection fee of 10,000 taels of silver."

"Do I still have to pay to participate in this competition?"

"Of course, this is a competition organized by those who follow the world. Non-governmental organizations spend money for operation and publicity. Poor people cannot participate in this competition. But then again, how many masters of spiritual planting are poor? Are they not working in large sects?

If you become a steward, you are responsible for the management of the spiritual plant garden in a large clan of cultivators. If you want to be free and unfettered, you can set up your own business and provide spiritual plants to the casual cultivators. None of these people are weak."

Qi Li suddenly approached Hua Chaoyang, and whispered as if he was afraid of being heard by others: "Besides, although the selection fee is high, once you are on the list, the entire Saha Continent will know about you, whether it is a big sect or a family of immortals.

People in the city are rushing to curry favor with you. It will be much easier for you to make money. This kind of treatment is what all spiritual planters want. Therefore, it is worth whatever money you spend. This is called investment."

Hua Chaoyang quickly digested the information, nodded and praised: "This is the first time I heard Brother Qi Li's analysis. It was an enlightenment and gave me a new understanding of my own value. Then tell me quickly,

Have you been shortlisted or not?"

Qi Li sat up straight: "Of course I was shortlisted. My adoptive father is Elder Chen Song of Tianjian Sect. He is an alchemist. Under his guidance, the elixir I made won the first place in the Hundred Flowers List.

There are three of them.”

He sighed again: "However, the overall ranking results are a bit poor. I have never made any new breakthroughs in spiritual plant cultivation. In the end, I only ranked seventy-ninth on the Hundred Flowers List."

Hua Chaoyang slapped his chopsticks on the table: "Seventy-nine is already very impressive. What's more, your elixir won third place. You are my idol. By the way, brother, you have it ready-made."

Is it a good elixir? Show it to my little sister, I want to learn from it."

Qi Li hesitated for a moment, groped in his arms for a long time, took out a black bottle, poured out a brown pill from it, and put it into Hua Chaoyang's hand.

"How does it compare to your theosophy?"

Hua Chaoyang took it to a bright place and studied it carefully. He saw runes floating faintly on the small pill. He was very surprised, but he couldn't tell what the problem was.

She boasted casually: "This elixir is hundreds of times more powerful than my magical medicine."

Qi Li laughed loudly, took the pills and put them back in the bottle: "Little sister, they are all drunken words and lies. I have seen your psychic pill, which has great spiritual power and extremely high medicinal properties. This pill of mine is nothing like yours.

Fabi."

Hua Chaoyang couldn't help but holler when he heard the compliments. He opened his mouth and laughed hahaha: "Brother Qi Li still has vision, what you said is true."

A Li sat aside and watched the two drunken lunatics quietly.

The two people complimented each other for a while, cried while reminiscing about the past, and giggled for a while.

A Li took out the retrospective mirror and simply burned it quietly.

The biggest fear at the wine table is that someone doesn't drink. Because you, a drunk person, have no way of predicting what this non-drinker will do that will make you regret it for the rest of your life.

The so-called sobriety in the world is nothing more than this.

Zhiyunfeng Zhaoyun Hall.

After Yu Hantang and Long Qingfeng listened to the disciple's report about the back mountain, they waved their hands and asked people to go out.

The disciple quietly exited the hall and closed the door thoughtfully.

Yu Hantang tugged on the feathers of the spiritual bird at his feet and asked meaningfully: "Uncle, do you feel that something is wrong with Hua Chaoyang?"

"What's wrong?" Long Qingfeng stared at the chicken feathers that had been pruned off by Yu Hantang, and pulled his spiritual bird back to his feet with distress.

Yu Hantang's hands were empty, and she stuffed the chicken feathers into the Qiankun bag with regret. She frowned and said, "The spiritual power and elixir she made are not like those that follow the world."

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