Danmen’s point of contact.
In the huge courtyard, Jian Wushuang was practicing swordsmanship, while at the stone table next to him, Yang Zaixuan and Su Rou, who had woken up, were sitting quietly.
Although Su Rou woke up, her face was still pale and her expression was a little gloomy. It was obvious that she had not completely emerged from the shadow.
There was nothing that could be done about it. Once Ye Chen's true identity was revealed, it was a huge blow to Su Rou. Even her physique changed. She still cannot completely recover.
"Third brother." The voice sounded, and Wang Yuan ran in.
Jian Wushuang stopped his swordsmanship and looked at Wang Yuan, "Is there any result?"
"Yes." Wang Yuan nodded, but his expression was extremely ugly, "My father said that Danmen will not come forward."
"What?" Yang Zaixuan and Su Rou's expressions changed.
In this crisis, the Holy Palace will definitely have Tianzun personally take action. If the Danmen does not come forward, how can they resist it alone
After hearing Wang Yuan's words, Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows and looked neither happy nor sad.
"I don't understand why my father made this decision, and I asked him repeatedly, but he said that you, third brother, are special. The reason why Danmen didn't come forward was not because he was afraid of the Holy Palace, but because there were some special reasons that made him helpless. , so..." Wang Yuan said this, paused, and then extended his palms.
"There are two pills here, one is the Three-Line Restoration Pill, and the other is the Yin-Yang Xuanlong Pill."
"The Three-Line Restoration Pill is the highest-level healing holy pill in Nanyang Continent. No one in our pill sect can refine it in this era. This pill can restore people's spirits in an extremely short time. Strength and recovery of injuries are equivalent to a life.”
"The Yin-Yang Black Dragon Pill is a pill that can increase your strength dramatically in a short period of time, and the side effects are not too great."
"These two pills were given to you by my father. He said they were the only ones from the pill sect that could help you."
Jian Wushuang glanced at the two pills in Wang Yuan's hand and nodded secretly.
Whether it was the Three-Line Restoration Pill or the Yin-Yang Black Dragon Pill, he had heard of it before. Both of these pills were among the top pills.
Pills, like magic weapons and secret books, are also divided into three grades. Among them, the three-line restoration pill is already a second-grade high-level pill.
The Yin-Yang Black Dragon Pill is worse, but it is also a second-grade mid-level pill.
In the entire Nanyang Continent, there are probably only a few alchemists who can refine such elixirs.
And the value of these two elixirs is not trivial.
"Third brother, I'm sorry." Wang Yuan looked at Jian Wushuang apologetically.
"I'm not from the Dan Sect, and the Dan Sect also has its own scruples and restrictions. It's normal that I can't come forward. What's there to be sorry for? Besides, the Dan Sect has done me a big favor by giving these two pills. "Jian Wushuang smiled calmly and took away the two pills with a wave of his hand.
He and Wang Yuan were brothers, but they didn't have much to do with the Danmen. He was already very grateful that the Danmen could give him a Three-Line Restoration Pill and a Yin-Yang Black Dragon Pill.
Even these two pills are still a favor in Jian Wushuang's view. If he doesn't die this time, this favor will definitely be repaid in the future.
"Third brother, don't worry. When the Heavenly Lord from the Holy Palace comes to kill me, I will go with you and die together. I don't believe that my father can still bear it." Wang Yuan said in a low voice.
"Don't be stupid." Jian Wushuang glanced at Wang Yuan.
"I'll accompany you too." Yang Zaixuan looked towards Jian Wushuang. "The third child." Su Rou also had a trace of determination in her eyes.
The four brothers are brothers and sisters, and naturally they will live and die together, and no one will leave the other behind.
Seeing this scene, Jian Wushuang was moved in his heart, but the corners of his mouth curled up slightly and he said with a smile: "Let's not talk about it for now. It's been a long time since we four brothers got together. Come on, let's have a drink together."
"Okay." Wang Yuan nodded heavily, "I must have a good drink today."
The four of them came to the stone table. Jian Wushuang waved his hand and took out a bottle of wine and poured a glass for each of them.
"What kind of wine is this? It smells so good." Wang Yuan took a deep breath and couldn't help but admire the aroma of the wine.
"The fragrance is indeed very strong." Yang Zaixuan also nodded.
"This is a rare and good wine. I got it with great difficulty. Come on, have a drink." Jian Wushuang raised his glass with a smile.
Wang Yuan, Yang Zaixuan, and Su Rou did not hesitate. They raised their glasses and drank it all in one gulp. However, Jian Wushuang just held the wine glass and sniffed it at the tip of his nose without drinking it.
"Third brother, why don't you drink?" After Wang Yuan drank the glass of wine, he frowned when he saw that Jian Wushuang's wine glasses were still full, but immediately he found that his face turned red and his head started to tremble. Faint.
"This wine..." Wang Yuan's voice was a little weak, and then he fell directly on the stone table.
"Lao San, you..." Yang Zaixuan also felt dizzy, and his consciousness began to become blurry. He shook his head desperately to stay awake, but in the end he was still unable to compete with the alcohol, and he fainted.
Su Rou's face was also flushed. She took a deep look at Jian Wushuang and then fainted.
After a glass of wine, except for Jian Wushuang, the other three people were all drunk.
"I guessed that you would be like this." An old figure walked in slowly.
"Senior Jiuzun." Jian Wushuang stood up with a smile on his face.
"How's this 'three days of drunkenness' going?" asked the wine master.
"It's well-deserved. Just one cup and all three of my brothers fell down." Jian Wushuang said.
"That's right, this wine was brewed by the man known as the number one brewer in Nanyang Continent thousands of years ago. It's just one cup. Not to mention these little guys, even I have to sleep for three days and three nights." Zun smiled faintly, and then looked at Jian Wushuang solemnly, "Little guy, do you really plan to face the Holy Palace alone?"
Just yesterday, Jian Wushuang approached Jiu Zun and asked him for a pot of 'Three Days of Drunkenness'. At that time, Jiu Zun had already guessed Jian Wushuang's purpose.
"Otherwise?" Jian Wushuang smiled bitterly.
"With the blood soul mark here, I can't hide. There is no other way except to fight head-on. And my three brothers... I understand their temperament. If I don't use this 'three-day drunkenness' to get them drunk, , I’m afraid they will go with me to face the Emperor of the Holy Palace.”
"It is enough for me to resolve the grievances between me and the Holy Palace alone, so there is no need to involve the three of them."
Jian Wushuang glanced at Wang Yuan and the three people lying on the stone table, clasping his hands, but his eyes were extremely determined.
Not to mention that this crisis was directed at him alone, even if it was directed at any one of Wang Yuan, Yang Zaixuan, and Su Rou, he would rush to the front.
"As brothers, we should share blessings and hardships... I will take responsibility!"
(End of chapter)