Beiming Laifeng sneered, with disdain on his face, and a playful look in his eyes, he felt uncomfortable staring at the man in sackcloth, and said with a smile: "Brother Hao Miao likes to provoke Hongyue City and my Beimingxuan Palace so much. relationship, and enjoy it?"
Cheng Haomiao was slightly embarrassed, and said with a smile: "Brother Laifeng made fun of you."
Beiming Laifeng looked at the Qingfeng Mingyue Tower slowly rising into the sky in front of him, with a look of admiration on his face, he said: "This Qingfeng Mingyue Tower is indeed a landmark building in Hongyue City. When the wind blows, it is a wonder."
There is also a man in the restaurant who is making tea carefully. It is Ruan Zimao. As the boiling water is poured into the tea set, a puff of white smoke comes out, and the fragrance is diffused, making people salivate.
"It's so fragrant, just take a sip and you will feel light and full of vitality. It is worthy of being one of the three famous teas in the world."
Beiming Laifeng turned back and walked to the table, Ruan Zimao lifted the teapot with a light smile, and poured tea into three exquisite purple jade cups, the bright red tea flowed out from the animal's mouth, and immediately turned into a light green color when it flowed into the purple cups .
Cheng Haomiao was surprised: "The color of this blood tea is terrible when it comes out of the pot, why is it the same as ordinary green tea when it goes into the cup?"
Ruan Zimao said with a smile: "The color of blood tea resembles fresh blood, which is visually unacceptable. It cannot achieve complete color, aroma, and taste. Therefore, Red Moon City specially invited the art masters of Huashenhai to conduct research, and finally found After drinking this kind of purple jade cup, as long as the blood-colored tea is put into the cup, it will turn into light green in an instant, not only the taste and aroma will disappear, but also a kind of purple jade's warmth and maintenance will be added, making it more comfortable to drink. Please have a taste, both of you. "
Beiming Laifeng and Cheng Haomiao raised the purple jade teacups in front of them respectively, and after sipping carefully, they swallowed them in one gulp. Immediately, strange colors appeared on their faces, and there was a hint of joy.
"Haha, wonderful, wonderful, really wonderful!"
Cheng Haomiao luckily let out a sigh of relief, and praised: "It seems that the martial arts level that I have been unable to break for a long time seems to be loose. Brother Zimao, how much is this tea? I want to buy a few hundred catties to eat."
Beiming Laifeng's face was also moved. At their level, it is extremely difficult to improve their cultivation base again. Even all kinds of natural materials and earthly treasures do not play a big role. But drinking a cup of blood tea is worth several months of hard work. If you can really get a few hundred catties...
There was a trace of cold sweat on Ruan Zimao's forehead, and he said embarrassingly: "A few hundred catties... This blood tea is divided into four grades: extreme, upper, middle and lower, which are the differences in quality caused by the blood irrigation of warriors of different grades. The tea to be introduced is the top-grade blood tea, which must be nourished with the blood of Emperor Wu of the Nine Heavens from the beginning to the end, and cannot be mixed with a trace of other blood in the middle, and cannot be broken for a day. This kind of top-grade blood tea will not exceed two hours in the entire Red Moon City. catty!"
Beiming Laifeng nodded and said: "So that's how it is. The cultivation conditions are so harsh. I am also surprised. If this kind of blood tea can be produced in large quantities, then Red Moon City will already dominate the world. Blood tea of this level is only Top grade, how does the so-called top grade exist?"
Ruan Zimao said: "The best blood tea is irrigated with the blood of the Nine-Star Martial Emperor, and this kind of thing only existed in history. Back then, an old city lord captured two enemies of the Nine-Star Martial Emperor alive and raised them with medicine. Immortal, this is the best blood tea planted, but sacrificed the lives of two Nine Star Martial Emperors, and only got three taels of tea, it is said that drinking it is like sweet spring, it can directly break through the shackles of the Nine Heavens, but the cost... hehe."
Both of them were startled when they heard it. It is really sensational to use the blood of Emperor Jiuxing Wudi to nourish tea.
Cheng Haomiao was disappointed and said: "The blood tea of the next grade must be hundreds of catties, I wonder how effective it is?"
Ruan Zimao said with a smile: "There are many kinds of low-grade blood tea. The blood of Wu Zun in the Eight Desolation Realm nourishes the middle grade, and those below the Eight Desolation Realm are all low-grade. If it is those blood teas that are one yuan, two cents, and three talent realms, it takes hundreds of It’s quite easy to come by.”
"That's all, that's all."
Cheng Haomiao shook his head and said: "Those can only be regarded as tea."
After drinking all the tea, the three of them exercised their kung fu and adjusted their breath, absorbing all the effects, and then slowly opened their eyes.
Beiming Laifeng sighed: "I really don't know what the other two famous teas taste like. It's really hard to imagine that there can be a rare tea in the world that is comparable to this blood tea."
Cheng Haomiao also said strangely: "Brother Zimao entertained the two of us with such treasures, isn't it because of some intention?"
Ruan Zimao sneered, playful: "I do have plans, I just hope that the two friends will give me a hand in the group arena."
"oh?"
Laifeng Beiming smiled, and said, "Could it be that brother Zimao also loves his cousin? Or is he also jealous of the dowry?"
Ruan Zimao showed a wry smile, and said: "Brother Laifeng made fun of you, those dowries are not precious to you and me. My cousin and I were childhood sweethearts, and I hope you two will do my best. Afterwards, there will be kindness." report."
Cheng Haomiao rolled his eyes and said, "Even if the two of us don't try our best, is Brother Zimao sure to conquer the world and influence the heroes?"
Ruan Zimao laughed confidently, and said loudly: "The heroes of the younger generation in the world must be the three of us. As for the rest, I really don't pay attention to them."
Beiming Laifeng smiled and said: "I am the head of the four talents in the Northern Territory, but I have a false name and deserve it. I have always wanted to find the two to guide me in the maze of martial arts. How can I give up such a good opportunity at will? But since Brother Zimao opened his mouth, I have to sell this favor, as for the afterthought, I am too ashamed to tell, so I just take one of the dowry and choose a Jiang family martial art."
Ruan Zimao nodded and said: "This is part of the dowry. As long as I can win the championship, it will not be a problem. I wonder what brother Haomiao wants?"
Cheng Haomiao smiled and said: "Hey, originally, the focus of this group arena is to participate. Although the younger brother is known as the head of the Five Heroes of the Western Regions, he never thought that he could dominate the world. After all, Brother Zimao and Brother Laifeng are strong. They are all above the younger brother. I am not very interested in the dowry and beauties, but this blood tea... "
Ruan Zimao smiled wryly and said, "I didn't expect Brother Haomiao to be so obsessed with blood tea, but it's a pity that top-grade blood tea is really rare."
Cheng Haomiao said: "I understand. I'm not asking for blood tea, but since Hongyue City uses Emperor Wu's blood to pour high-grade blood tea, then that Emperor Wu must surely die. soul!"
Cheng Haomiao's eyes flickered brightly, and said: "Waste is waste anyway, why don't you let me take it away, as long as ten emperor souls are enough! As long as Brother Zimao agrees, I will just go through the motions of this group arena. "
"Ten emperor souls!"
Both Ruan Zimao and Beiming Laifeng were taken aback. They both knew that Soul Eater Sect's skills required a lot of souls, and how much the souls of the Ten Martial Emperors would be of help to Cheng Haomiao. It's all a competitive relationship, and I don't want to sit back and watch one side dominate.
Ruan Zimao weighed it up, and said, "Red Moon City can't get the souls of ten Martial Emperors now, but I can promise that they will be fully provided within five years."
Cheng Haomiao frowned, and said unhappily, "Five years? Five years, the daylily will be cold, at most three years, otherwise I can only rely on my strength to fight for the son-in-law of Red Moon City."
Ruan Zimao felt angry for a while, he was not afraid of taking advantage of the vastness, but he took this marriage too seriously, and he had to make sure everything was safe, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, three years will be three years!"
"make a deal!"
Cheng Haomiao was in a good mood and couldn't help laughing, which made the other two feel depressed.
Ruan Zimao said: "It's getting late, let's also enter the Qingfeng Mingyue Tower, let's be heroes in the world for a while!"
Soon, a dragon chariot drove out of the restaurant, pulled by four Linma monsters of the Martial Emperor level, and drove slowly in the air, heading for the Qingfeng Mingyue Tower.
At this moment, the Qingfeng Mingyue Building was slowly lifted into the air under the control of several people, suspended above a thousand meters high, and went straight into the clouds, like a fairyland.
All the warriors below were stunned. Even the locals of Red Moon City rarely saw such a beautiful sight.
Ning Hangfeng's voice came slowly, and said: "This gathering of heroes was set up by Ruan Zimao, the son of this city. It is intended to meet the heroes of the world, discuss martial arts and Taoism, appreciate strange things together, and analyze doubts. Therefore... only heroes Only then can you participate, and you all get out of here."
Various voices of discussion came from below, and someone asked loudly: "Dare to ask my lord, why are you?"
Ning Hangfeng said: "Those who are not cultivated as Martial Venerables are all idiots. Also, those who dislike me are also idiots. All Martial Venerables can try to enter the arena, as long as they don't get called out by me, You can go in."
"What? You can't enter even if you don't like it? What kind of rule is this?"
The threshold of a Wu Zun basically cut off the thoughts of most people, and there is a rule for those who don't like it to get out, and some people complained immediately.
A sneer appeared on the corner of Ning Hangfeng's mouth, his eyes were like knives, he stared at the complaining person, and said coldly: "This is Hongyue City, my attitude is the rules, and those who don't agree can leave. Also, you have already Disqualified, get out!"
"you… !"
The person who complained was full of anger, and the veins on his angry fists were exposed. He is a five-star Martial Venerable. He is like a proud son of heaven in any place in the mainland. It is too nonsensical to disqualify him because the other party dislikes him!
But he dared not speak out, and gritted his teeth: "Okay, okay! Then wait for the real martial arts competition to start and see who is the real one!"
For a while, no one dared to ask any more questions, but those who had lost their qualifications, the Martial Emperor powerhouses started cursing one after another. Anyway, he has already been disqualified, even if the jar is broken, it is impossible for Red Moon City to kill people on the spot.
After Ning Hangfeng judged that the person was disqualified, he turned a deaf ear to everyone's scolding and complaints, quietly put his hands behind his back, and looked up at the sky.
Those Martial Venerables all flew towards the Qingfeng Mingyue Tower with apprehension in their hearts. More than 30 people went in at once, and no one was disliked by Ning Hangfeng, so they all felt relieved.