"Shopkeeper Yuan, let me introduce you to you. He is Chen Feng, who is famous in the Western Ancient Spiritual Realm, and has joined our Mu family." In the lobby of the winery, the woman Mu Qian looked at the female cultivator who was falling from the ladder and stepped forward with a friendly smile.

Seeing the enchanting woman introducing herself, Chen Feng couldn't help but secretly complaining about her being unconventional.

"The head of Mu Qian is here to buy wine again?"

The female cultivator who was mopping the floor with a long skirt just glanced at Chen Feng and looked very cold to the woman Mu Qian.

"Well, Manager Yuan takes a look at this."

The enchanting woman took out the wine gourd that collected Chen Feng's alien spiritual power from the storage bag, and gave treasures to the female cultivator.

"Everyone says that these alien spiritual powers are useful to me, so you are so embarrassed to take them out." Chen Feng stepped forward and grabbed the wine gourd in the woman's hand, as if he was unwilling to let the alien spiritual power that was contaminated with his breath flow out.

Just when Mu Qian couldn't help but want to grab the wine gourd, Chen Feng, who put the gourd in the storage bag, calmly raised his hand to stop her restlessness.

"How can I sell Qiannian Zui? Just take out the many spiritual stones. I have a lot of them." Chen Feng looked rich and arrogant, but there was a sneer on his face.

"Five high-level spirit stones in one gourd, and there are four gourds in the Suiquan winery." The female cultivator who was mopping the floor with a white long skirt gave Chen Feng a reply.

"I want it all."

Chen Feng took off the storage bag from his waist and began to pour out the spirit stones.

In less than ten breaths, Chen Feng released a small pile of spirit stones in the winery lobby, including high-level, middle-level and low-level spirit stones. Although it was less than twenty high-level spirit stones, it was almost the same.

"For your reputation, it's almost done." The girl in white dress rolled up her right cuff and collected all the spirit stones on the ground. She threw out four small gourds at Chen Feng.

"Is my spirit stone so easy to get? Sooner or later, you will spit it out with your capital and interests." Chen Feng took the four wine gourds into the storage bag in time. Although he did not say it out, he looked at the girl in the white dress with a smile, but there was a sense of danger.

"This thousand-year-old drunken brewing is not easy, and it is made by many spiritual citrus of thousands of years of medicine. The price I quoted you is very fair." Feeling Chen Feng's robber's eyes, the girl in white dress explained to him specifically.

"I know. Please help me buy some more goods. I'll come here to buy them in two days." After feeling the powerful cultivation level of the girl in the white-skirt's life and death stage, Chen Feng had turned around and left the winery.

Because Chen Feng bought the wine, although Mu Qian was dissatisfied with his withdrawal of the gourd containing rich alien spiritual power, she left the female shopkeeper and looked like she was following him.

"I bought the wine, so there is no need to go shopping anymore. Let's go back to Mu Mansion." Chen Feng, who left Suiquan Brewery, said to Mu Qian with a blank expression.

"Twenty high-level spirit stones are not decimal places. Do you still have spirit stones?" Although Mu Qian was very thoughtful, she was still shocked by the huge amount of cultivation resources Chen Feng had taken out.

"There are only five high-level spirit stones left. I originally wanted to collect a hundred high-level spirit stones and exchange for one top-level spirit stone. Now this hope is temporarily shattered." Chen Feng looked back at Suiquan Brewery and showed a malicious look in front of the enchanting woman.

"You are really a rich man, but I want to remind you. Suiquan Sect is a super sect and cannot be provoked..." The woman sighed slightly when she noticed Chen Feng's thoughts.

"Although your cultivation level in the late stage of the Shattered Nirvana is not high, your combat power should be very strong. It's a pity to get to this point." Chen Feng smiled and looked at the woman.

"I am not as brave as you, and there is nothing wrong with living a stable life." The woman showed a timid and fearful look.

"Isn't you brave enough if you owe a lot of debt?"

When Chen Feng thought that most of the people in the Mu family were in the forbidden land of the Burning Heaven, he felt a little relieved about the strange women in his heart.

"Actually, after letting the family move, I am ready to run away." The woman unexpectedly took it seriously.

"I know."

Chen Feng lowered his head and looked at Mu Qian's seven-point hanging cloth pants and one-button sandals.

The woman's feet are very beautiful, her ten jade toes are like cardamom, and they are dyed with shiny nail polish.

"You spent twenty high-level spirit stones so happily and bought four gourds for thousands of years and were drunk. It should be more than just treating me to drink, right?" Feeling Chen Feng's gaze, the woman felt a little uncomfortable walking.

"What are you doing so serious?"

Chen Feng did not give a woman's response, and his expression gradually became cold and fierce.

"I originally found you, a rich drinker, and I wanted to drink with you for a while, but now it seems that it's not possible. Let's have a good drink tonight and I have to leave until tomorrow." The enchanting woman already had a bad premonition.

"Do you want to take advantage of it for a while?"

Although Chen Feng muttered, he secretly sighed that when the woman was not drunk, she was clear and her eyes were bright.

The woman shook her head worriedly, and never said anything to Chen Feng again, so she returned to the Mu Mansion, which was located in the west of the city.

"Finally, I'll have another vote, Maoqiu, I'll target the shopkeeper Yuan of the Suiquan Brewery. Also, Chen Miaoer is the only one in the Chen family, in the Daxia Dynasty Palace. You must take her tight. If something is strange, I'll inform me immediately." Chen Feng secretly used his thoughts to arrange the small Maoqiu in the mysterious stone chamber.

Since the Chen clan disappeared for no reason in the alien space outside the dark place, Chen Feng's vigilance has aroused.

At present, except for Chen Feng, the only Chen family bloodline that is wandering is Chen Miaoer, who entered the Daxia Imperial City a long time ago and participated in the talent show.

However, compared to the martial arts girl who had just entered the Daxia Palace, Chen Miaoer seemed to have been promoted to a concubine at this time.

Although Chen Miaoer is quite talented among the younger female cultivators of the Chen family, her current glory is inseparable from Chen Feng's gradually rising in the Western Ancient Spirit Realm.

Even though Chen Feng had never been to the Daxia Imperial City, he was Chen Miaoer's third uncle, and he supported the family background and glory of the Chen clan alone.

Just secretly observing Chen Miaoer, Chen Feng was not sure if he could gain something.

I don’t know if it was because of the persuasion of the beasts of heaven. Not only did the paralyzed girl who returned to the Jiang family, but even the big bosses of the Fendu City seemed quite calm during the past two days. They seemed to recognize Chen Feng’s entrenchment in the Fendu City.

After returning to Jiang Mansion, Yaorao's woman did not separate from Chen Feng, but followed him to the Spirit Beast Garden and cleaned up a beast pen. She was obviously preparing for drinking wine at night. She took it seriously and just took it to bathe incense.

As the sky was getting darker and the enchanting woman who had packed the beast pen really took a shower, looking very excited. Even Chen Feng couldn't help but secretly admire him.

"Even if Xiao Jiangqin comes back, he won't join us. Let's start doing it now. The thousand-year-old drunk you bought has more fine wine in a gourd than I had before, and there were a thousand cups." Seeing Chen Feng sitting in front of the pavilion without saying anything, the enchanting woman couldn't help but urged him.

"Master of Mu Qian, it's still time to leave now. If he doesn't leave, he will probably throw his life here." Chen Feng took out his jade cigarette puff and lit it. His expression was a little solemn.

"So fast? Have you noticed something or have a bad premonition?" The enchanting woman seemed to have some expectations that something was going to happen to Chen Feng's long-term living in Fen Capital City.

"There are both sides. How can others snore on the side of the bed? The country of Fendu can accommodate the ten major families and some old forces, but will not allow me, a low-level monk, to join in. It will happen sooner or later. No one takes action, which can only prove that those people are not ready yet." Chen Feng was very self-aware.

"Do you have any solutions?"

Mu Qian looked at Chen Feng, but there was no hostility.

"I am alone and lonely. What countermeasures can I have? At best, I'll just live. In fact, I'm not afraid of telling you, and I don't have any confidence, otherwise I'd have been fucking them long ago." Chen Feng said that, a little bit of a naughty look appeared on his face.

The enchanting woman looked at Chen Feng's storage bag. She was a little timid and afraid, but she didn't want to give up the opportunity to get drunk for a thousand years, which made Chen Feng laugh and cry.

"It should be nothing for one night. I don't know you very well, and I don't think it will be like that." Mu Qian finally made a decision, but she didn't know how much thought it contained.

"If you don't want to help, then do you still have a drink?"

Chen Feng couldn't help but complain about the seemingly innocent and charming woman. It was indeed difficult to deal with the old monster who had lived for a long time.

"Hurry up, hurry up and drink first." The enchanting woman urged Chen Feng.

"The situation is already so surging. You asked me to accompany you to get drunk for thousands of years. I really think I didn't hang out fast enough. If I was unconscious, I'm afraid I wouldn't know how to die." Chen Feng was pulled into the beast clan by the woman and muttered with a sad face.

"If you don't have some confidence, you won't dare to drink it last night."

Mu Qian snuggled on the thick cushion, rubbed her pair of her hands, and was next to Chen Feng.

Seeing that it was not dark, Chen Feng shook his head helplessly, but he still took out the fire crystal stone pot and plates of food.

With the help of a woman, the crystal wine table, which was not stained with the smell of drunkenness for thousands of years, was quickly placed.

Faced with the steaming hot pot, the woman could hardly wait to take out two blood-red jade wine glasses and urged Chen Feng to pour the wine.

"Your two jade cups should have some origins, right? When I was drinking in the pavilion last night, this cup seemed to have greatly restrained the drunkenness of thousands of years." Chen Feng opened the wine gourd, while pouring the wine, he observed the texture in the cup like a waterfall.

"This is called Lianyun Cup, something from Suiquan Brewery. This kind of wine is not something you can drink from anywhere, using any utensils." The enchanting woman smiled at Chen Feng while putting things in the hot pot.

Seeing the woman pouring slices of meat, meatballs, seafood, and vegetables into the hot pot, Chen Feng couldn't help but laugh at the woman's anxiousness.

"You weren't drunk last night, were you?"

It was not until the woman raised her wine glass that Chen Feng turned his head and asked in a low voice.

"I'm drunk, but I still have some consciousness."

Although the woman's expression was not very natural, she did not hide anything.

"Dry!"

Chen Feng looked outside the beast pen, smelled the fragrance of the wine at the mouth of the glass, smiled faintly, and then he clinked the glass with the woman a little, and drank Qiannian drunk in a glass of blood in one mouthful.

"Dong~~~"

Chen Feng, whose face turned red instantly, threw the wine glass on the crystal table.

"Good wine!"

Feeling the rushing alcohol in his chest, Chen Feng's breath sinks into his Dantian. Thunder bursts into his mouth, trembling, making the world outside the beast railing buzz.

"Of course it's a good wine. This gourd wine requires five high-level spirit stones. Although there are a thousand cups, it is not something that ordinary monks can afford. If it weren't for the excessive drunkenness of the thousand-year-old wine, it would be more effective in cultivation than spiritual pills. I believe you should have felt that the wonderful use of this wine is far from being drunk by powerful monks." After drinking a thousand-year-old drunkenness, the enchanting woman's face turned red and looked even more glamorous. She also talked more.

"The spirit stones accumulated over a hundred years have only been exchanged for four gourd wine. If it doesn't work well, wouldn't it be worth it for so many years!" Chen Feng picked up a light gray slice of meat in the steaming soup pot and ate it in his mouth, and his face showed a look of satisfaction.

"Many people are worthless in their lives. Four cups should be your limit. If you can't control the situation, you have to be careful." The paralyzed girl who went back to Jiang's mansion alone and returned, the enchanting woman whispered to Chen Feng with a giggle.

"I forgot to tell you that I will only be more powerful when I get drunk..." Chen Feng took a deep breath. He pressed down a little alcoholic force that echoed in his chest, and his whole body exuded an extremely domineering momentum.

"It seems that you are pretty good. I will remind you that the Fendu Kingdom is not as simple as you imagined." Feeling Chen Feng's aura of relieving his worries and sweeping away the future, the enchanting woman's beautiful eyes couldn't help but smile.

"I have wanted to see it for a long time. People in the world say that immortality is immortal. I said that if you have the strength, if you can't fight hard and pretend to be arrogant, what's the point of practicing?" Chen Feng didn't even look back at the paralyzed girl, and fell into two cups of thousand-year-old drunkenness again.

"You are really weird. If I want to get drunk, don't expect to help you." The enchanting woman also refused and took a cup and drank it first.

"The state of fetal movement is here."

Chen Feng spoke out loudly and drank the wine in his glass in one sip. The image shocked the whole person's body.

He noticed the power of the golden elixir in Chen Feng's Qi Sea and kept bursting out. His whole body was surrounded by spiritual aggregates. Even the pair of eyes of the burial were filled with thirty-six small, desolate ancient Chinese. Even the somewhat intoxicating charming woman seemed to see a devil on her pretty face.
To be continued...