"Oh! Lao Tzu has entered the Palace of the Kings of Hades, right?!" Ye Feng opened his eyes, and the glorious hall with golden walls stood in front of him. He stood up from the ground and yelled.
It’s no wonder that he is so fussed. To speak of it, this hall really looks like the legendary Hades Palace. Of course, except for the sloppy Taoist priests who are drunk on the wine gourd not far away, there are no monsters, ghosts, snakes, black and white impermanence. .
Seeing Ye Feng staring at the hall with a weird look around, the silver-haired Taoist turned his head, put down the wine gourd, casually pulled a chicken leg and put it in his mouth, and laughed vaguely: "Wake up, wake up, Finally woke up..."
"Hey, where am I? I'm dead?" Ye Feng glanced at the strange Taoist priest, and muttered in a low voice. He didn't think this Taoist costume was a bit strange. In fact, it was in Bazhong City. There is no such liar who walks through the streets to make a living by fortune-telling and divination.
"Death to you, with me, it’s hard to die if you want to die, bah bah bah, don’t mention death in front of me in the future, it’s unlucky, I’m about to celebrate Sanjiazi’s birthday, the old monk said I’m It’s hard to live for twenty years. I don’t believe in this evil. I have to live him for another thirty to fifty years. I am mad at him. Pooh, it’s unlucky and unlucky!"
The strange Taoist wiped the corner of his mouth with his long sleeve, and his face immediately sank. . .
"I'm not dead? Isn't this the Palace of the Kings of Gods here?" Ye Feng was startled, and his brows were overjoyed.
Obediently, my little wife Yiyi, and my good wife of Shihan, my husband is not dead yet, haha, thank God, let me just say it, it’s not that good people don’t live long, bad people live for thousands of years. Yeah, how could a bad guy like me die so early? I'm still a pink and tender virgin, hehe. . .
Seeing Ye Feng's smirk, there was a "color" between his eyebrows, the strange Taoist priest jumped off the desk, a vertical step actually spanned several feet out of thin air, jumped to Ye Feng's side and looked up and down, left and right, too. Followed hehe weird laugh.
"Of course you are not dead, this is not the Palace of the King of Gods, this is Wudang Mountain!"
Ye Feng was taken aback: "Then why didn't I see any tourists?"
"Visitors?" The strange Taoist rolled his eyes: "I haven't finished. Although this is Wudang Mountain, it is definitely not the Wudang Mountain in your eyes. Everyone knows that Wudang Mountain has 72 peaks and 36 rocks. "Twenty-four streams, eleven caves, three pools, nine springs, ten ponds, nine wells, ten rocks, and nine terraces. In fact, this spiritual energy peak has never been seen in hundreds of years, haha!"
Ye Feng didn't want to talk with this strange Taoist priest anymore. He was still anxious to go back to celebrate his birthday with Liu Ruoyi. He rolled his eyes and said with a big smile: "Old man, did you save me?"
"Not bad..."
"Thank you, I'm still busy, so I won't play with you anymore. I don't want to thank you, so I can report it later!" Ye Feng said in a way that ancient talents would use. . .
"You want to go? Hey, let's go, see how you move!" The strange Taoist did not stop Ye Feng, but slowly walked back, lifting the wine gourd and trying his best to pour it into his mouth, but it swayed from side to side. For a long time, he mumbled: "Why is it gone again, ***."
Ye Feng sneaked out secretly, and the strange Taoist Quan hadn't seen it, but after only a few minutes, Ye Feng ran back from the outside and angrily pointed at the old Taoist and yelled: "Die old man, you Why did you pull me to this place where birds don’t shit? There are cliffs on all sides. How do you let me go back? By the way, you said this is Wudang Mountain? Isn’t it in Hubei?"
"Smelly boy, if you still have some knowledge, yes, this is a peak in Wudang Mountain in Hubei. Of course, it is definitely not one of the 72 peaks you saw from the book, hehe!" Gourd threw it on the table and stared at Ye Feng amusedly. . .
"Then I've been in a coma for more than a day?" Ye Feng's flexible mind finally recovered slowly.
The strange Taoist said with a smile: "Of course it has been more than one day, and it will be seven days after today!"
"Ah, it's been seven days? Broken, broken, dead old man, what did you trick me into here for? Hurry up and send me down the mountain!" Ye Feng was anxious, and just went out for a circle, this mountain actually looked like a life. Generally in the clouds, there is a sea of clouds from all sides. This hall was built on a flat ground with a radius of no more than a few thousand square meters. This made Ye Feng unable to figure out how the materials for the construction of the hall were transported. Could it be this? Is it a dojo for gods' practice
"Smelly boy, don't have such a big temper, okay? Come, come, sit down, I'll get some wine, let's drink a few glasses before talking!" The strange Taoist turned around and seemed to have disappeared out of thin air. . . . .
Damn it.
Ye Feng was stunned for a long time. Now this scene reminds him that the situation in the online novels he has read is really not much different. Could it be that Lao Tzu also passed through, pinched himself and almost exhaled in pain, okay, It's really not dead.
Even if he is full of questions, Ye Feng doesn’t want to find out one by one now. Besides, even if he wants to ask, he has to be told by the old Taoist priest. People are iron rice or steel, and he hasn’t eaten for a few days. I really want to. Eat something to cushion your stomach. As for the wife of Yiyi and Liu Shihan at home, Ye Feng can't take care of that much now. . .
That sacred case was actually used as a dining table by the old Taoist priests, and the Great God of Zhen Wu who was offering to him stared at Ye Feng with his eyes open, making Ye Feng feel uncomfortable, and blurted out: "***, why staring at me? , It’s not that I made your confession like this, I am a guest from afar, don’t ask me if you have anything! Cut!"
Zhao Zhenwu raised his middle finger, Ye Feng sat on the sacred table, picked a chicken leg that had not been touched by the strange Taoist priest, and gobbled it up. Not to mention, the taste was really impatient.
"Okay, you stinky boy, how can you pick up all of my chicken legs and eat, go and go, this one is for you!" The strange Taoist flashed in like a gust of wind, put the two jars of wine in his arms on the divine case, and raised his hand to grab it. After Ye Feng had eaten half of the chicken drumsticks, he handed a chicken meat on the plate to Ye Feng. He was about to send the chicken drumsticks that Ye Feng had eaten to his mouth, but was snatched by Ye Feng again. . .
"Old stuff, did you treat guests like this? Let's give this chicken to you!" He stuffed the chicken thigh into his mouth in one bite. Because of the hard stuffing, Ye Feng was choked with sweat, and his face was red and red. Let the old Taoist laugh out loud.
"Good fellow, the kid is a bit interesting. I am indeed the one chosen by Lao Tzu. He is really bold. Come and come. No one has had a drink with me for many years. Come, let me drink with my old man first!"
The old Taoist priest didn’t seem to care about Ye Feng’s insults at all. On the contrary, he admired Ye Feng very much. He handed Ye Feng an altar of old daughter red, helping to pat off the sealed yellow mud, and patted another altar himself. Ye Feng winked his eyebrows for a while, grumbled fiercely.
"Good wine, really good wine! The wine I planted when I was young is indeed much better than these wines now, haha." The strange Taoist priest seemed extremely intoxicated.
Seeing that the strange Taoist priest didn't care about his rude words, he immediately put all his sadness behind him, and he also had a drink of the sea like a princess. At the same time, he smiled and said: "I said the old thing, you just said you Is it true that you are almost three years old? If so, the wine you buried when you were young has a history of a hundred years, hey, no wonder it is so mellow, but this wine is not strong enough, why? Like drinking rice wine?"
"Does Laozi still lie to you? How much do you know about the wine? I told you what you don't understand. Come and continue drinking." The strange Taoist gave Ye Feng a blank glance.
Ye Feng didn't show much interest in wine anymore. He picked up the chicken leg from a plate and stuffed it into his mouth. He was really hungry.
The old and the young and the two ** will unscrupulously drink and eat meat in a big bowl.