Even with Han Changshuo's help in blocking the wine, Han Changming still drank a lot of spiritual wine. There was no other way. There were too many clansmen, all of them were elders. Today was the full moon banquet for Han Changming's two sons. Han Changming accepted all the wine. His face turned red, and a huge amount of spiritual energy was running around in his body.
"Ninth brother, you are drunk. I will help you go back and rest."
Han Changshuo helped Han Changming leave and went back to his room to rest.
Han Changshuo threw Han Changming on the bed. Han Changming talked to himself, as if he was really drunk.
"Okay, there's no one else here, so stop pretending with me. I've used this trick on you before."
Han Changshuo joked with a smile.
After hearing this, Han Changming grinned, sat up, and said with a smile: "Second brother, you saw through it at a glance? Do you often pretend to be drunk?"
Han Changshuo smiled and explained, "After I established my foundation, I invited my fellow disciples to a small gathering. There were too many people toasting me, and I felt embarrassed not to drink, so I had to pretend to be drunk. You should practice your skills to refine the spiritual energy in your body! Don't waste it. I'm leaving first."
After saying this, Han Changshuo turned and left.
Han Changming sent Han Changshuo away, sat down cross-legged, and used his internal energy to refine the huge amount of spiritual energy that was running around in his body.
After a cup of tea, Han Changming finished his practice.
As soon as he opened his mouth, a ball of red-yellow flame flew out. After a blur, it turned into a red-yellow firebird the size of a palm, emitting a terrifying high temperature.
The power of the Qianyang True Flame is much greater than when it was first formed, and it is currently mainly used for refining pills.
The red and yellow flamingo flapped its wings and ran around the house.
Han Changming would take some time every day to practice controlling the Qianyang True Flame so that he could hurt the enemy in the future.
On the second day, Han Changshuo and Han Changming left Huludao with several clansmen and went to Huangfeng Island to attend the foundation-building ceremony of Sun Mingcheng, the head of the Sun family.
The Sun family has been passed down for less than two hundred years. Before that, the Sun family had always been a subsidiary force of the Han family and had regularly paid tribute to the Han family.
The Sun family controlled three small islands and made a living by selling spirit fish. Huangfeng Island was the Sun family's base camp.
Five days later, Han Changming and Han Changshuo arrived at their destination. Looking from the air, Huangfeng Island looked like a huge yellow leaf floating on the sea.
A beam of yellow light flew out from the island and soon stopped in front of Han Changming. The yellow light was a thin man in a yellow robe. He bowed to Han Changming and Han Changshuo and said politely, "My two Han Daoists have come from afar to attend my foundation building celebration. I am very grateful. Please come in. We have prepared a banquet."
Han Changming and Han Changshuo nodded and followed Sun Mingcheng to fly towards Huangfeng Island.
Logically speaking, Han Changshuo did not need to attend Sun Mingcheng's foundation-building celebration. The Han family wanted to use this to warn the Sun family. Even if the Sun family had a foundation-building cultivator, there was still a big gap between the Sun family and the Han family. Not to mention, the Han family had clansmen in the foundation-building period worshipping in Tinghai Pavilion, which was far beyond the reach of the Sun family.
Sure enough, when Sun Mingcheng learned that Han Changshuo was a worshipper at Tinghai Pavilion, he became even more polite.
The Sun family started preparing for this foundation-building celebration half a year ago. In addition to the Han family cultivators, the Sun family also invited several friendly immortal cultivation families, so it was quite lively.
The banquet was very sumptuous. The Sun family made a living by selling spirit fish, and most of the dishes were cooked with spirit fish, such as braised, steamed, stewed, etc. There were various cooking methods and they all tasted good, especially the main dish, Fish Leaping Over the Dragon Gate, which was cooked with second-level spirit fish. The meat was delicious and the fish soup was sweet.
"Friend Han, our Sun family doesn't have anything good to offer you. This is the Blue Lotus Spirit Wine from Zuixianfang, brewed from a hundred-year-old blue lotus."
Sun Mingcheng picked up an exquisite wine jug and poured twice as much fragrant spirit wine for Han Changming and Han Changshuo.
The drink was green in color, with a light floral scent.
Zuixianfang is a well-known winery in the Red Algae Sea. Its signature spiritual wine, Zuixianniang, is brewed from a variety of century-old spiritual medicines. A jar costs one thousand spiritual stones and needs to be booked in advance. It is of great benefit to spiritual practice, but most people cannot afford it.
Han Changming was not polite either. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip. As soon as the wine went down his throat, a cool feeling rose from his abdomen and spread to his limbs and bones, making him feel refreshed.
Han Changshuo took a sip and nodded with a smile: "It tastes okay. Qinglian Spiritual Wine is not cheap. A jar costs at least 500 spirit stones. For this foundation building celebration, your Sun family has invested a lot of money this time."
It takes at least half a year to brew spiritual wine. The older the spiritual medicine is and the more ingredients it has, the longer it takes and the better the effect.
Han Changming frowned after hearing this. The Sun family is just a small family. It is already very good that Sun Mingcheng can advance to the foundation-building stage. It is normal for the Sun family to hold a foundation-building celebration. However, isn't it a bit extravagant to buy a jar of Qinglian Spirit Wine at 500 spirit stones
Han Changming held a full-month banquet for his two sons, and the only thing they drank was green plum wine that cost fifty spirit stones per jar.
The cultivators who need to build foundation need more resources for cultivation. The Sun family has few sources of income, so they should live frugally.
Sun Mingcheng laughed and explained, "Fellow Daoist Han, you misunderstood. This jar of Qinglian Spiritual Wine was bought by my father before he died. If it weren't for the two fellow Daoists visiting, I would not have been willing to take it out to drink. Our Sun family cannot compare to your Han family, so we naturally have to be frugal."
This explanation makes sense.
Everyone has their own secrets. Maybe Sun Mingcheng has discovered the cave of an ancient cultivator. Han Changming didn’t think much about it.
An hour later, the banquet ended and Sun Mingcheng took Han Changming and Han Changshuo to a quiet courtyard to drink tea and chat.
"Friend Han, you must have had a hard time on the road. Please stay at our Sun's house for a few more days and let us show our hospitality."
Sun Mingcheng said enthusiastically that even though he had advanced to the foundation-building stage, the Sun family was still a vassal of the Han family.
"No, I have to rush back to the sect, so I won't stay any longer."
Han Changshuo shook his head and declined politely.
Han Changming had nothing to do, so he agreed and planned to stay for a few days before leaving.
After a cup of tea, Han Changshuo left Huangfeng Island. Sun Mingcheng arranged a place for Han Changming to have a good rest.
Han Changming sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, silently reciting the mantra for the fifth level of "Qian Tu Zhen Yang Gong" and began to practice.
Not long after, a large area of red and yellow light appeared in the room. As he breathed in and out, the red and yellow light spots seemed to be guided by something and rushed into his nose and disappeared.
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On a deserted island, on the beach.
Han Deling and others were frantically attacking several tall blue monkeys, which were covered with blue fur and had their teeth bared.
Han Debiao held a red iron rod in his hand and swung it, releasing billowing flames, which hit a blue ape about ten feet tall. This was a second-level inferior Cang Shui Ape. Cang Shui Ape was a water-attributed monster that could only release a simple "water arrow technique". It had great power and could dive deep into the seabed to catch fish for food. Its intelligence was similar to that of a seven or eight-year-old child. It could also dive into the deep sea to catch fish for food. Some cultivators liked to subdue a Cang Shui Ape and let them guard the cave and do odd jobs.