Ask the Mirror Chapter 42: Xian Yingui Zhou Lianchi Mingtang (Part 1)
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Yu Ci didn't want Dong Yan to put him at such a height, and was speechless for a moment.
On the other side, Dong Yan’s judgment was aroused as he spoke.
On that day when the gods and masters were fighting, there were no calamity clouds blocking the view around Xiyu Lake. Therefore, thousands of monks here witnessed with their own eyes the emperor’s law standing in the sky, pointing at the stars and fighting, hundreds of millions of miles away, as if they were in the palm of a hand. of supreme magical power.
Nowadays, the names of "Yuanxu Tianjun" and "Shangqing Housheng" are spread all over the world, and Xiyu Lake is the most popular. After listening to it for so many days, his ears hurt.
At that time, who in the cliff city would have thought that the young man who relied on the reputation of the Lichen Sect to act like a fox or a tiger would now be a powerful man who could make the three lakes in the north surge with just a stomp of his feet?
Actually, when he first said hello, Dong Yan already had some regrets: the first...or half of it was just a drunken attempt to show off his abilities and connections in front of his companions. But when he really spoke out, he was shocked to realize that there was a world of difference between the two sides. Moreover, after so many years, it is still unknown what Yu Ci's temperament is.
When Yu Ci's eyes turned around, he was even more inexplicably suffocated. He was afraid that he would be self-defeating, embarrassed, and lose his life, but he was really stupid!
However, at this moment, Yu Ci's kind attitude made him breathe a sigh of relief, and he couldn't help but feel "honored".
This is the character who came out of Cliff City back then!
This is the man who saw his fortune with his own eyes!
This is the person who fought alongside me back then!
At this time, Dong Yan will naturally not think about the deeper and more real details of that year. He only needs to remember this feeling. Of course, he will definitely "share" it with others if he has the opportunity in the future.
As the ship went deep into the reed swamp, there were also many small boats and boats passing by. Most of the monks on board were drunk, laughing and shouting, and letting nature go. It looked like the wine the North Sea Whale King brought out was really good. .
As for those who were still awake, their eyes were filled with curiosity and some confusion. They only looked at the faces of the lantern and Yu Ci, and then they took the initiative to move the boat out of the way.
Yu Ci thought of something again: "By the way, who is that North Sea Whale King?"
Zeng Yue pretended not to hear what was happening in front of him, but the lantern in his hand trembled twice more. As for Dong Yan, he looked at his face and saw that Yu Ci really didn't know, so he carefully crafted his words to explain the origin of the North Sea Whale King.
At this point, Yu Ci understood that the North Sea Whale King was really famous.
Speaking of the Whale King, it is also related to an "old friend" of Yu Ci. When he drove the Xuanhuang Killing Sword across the Northland, he and the Guliang Patriarch intercepted him and later reached a gentleman's agreement. .
Both of these two are rare and powerful figures in the world - at least they used to be.
In his heyday, Heiji Yuanjun organized the "Heiji Banquet", which was full of immortals and distinguished guests, just like the legendary Peach Fair.
The Whale King of the North Sea is not much inferior. His cultivation level is even worse than that of Heiji Yuanjun. He is only in the realm of the Small Tribulation Law and his seniority is lower. However, he is more generous than others. He has always spent a lot of money. , with an unchanging expression and straightforward emotions, married the most talented people in the world, so wherever he went, the glass was always full of wine, the table was always full, and it was the most lively.
However, it was these two "magnificent men" who suffered disasters one after another.
Needless to say, Heiji Yuanjun offended the Rakshasa Ghost King, and all his prosperity was withered, and he had to suffer from the seven perverted emotions.
As for this Whale King, he also offended a strong man in the past few years. It was none other than the overlord of the North Sea and the rising star of the East Branch of the Demon Sect, Lin Qingyu. Few people knew the inside story, but everyone could see that the majestic North Sea Whale King could not even sit in his own nest and was forced to take refuge in Xiyu Lake.
This one was finally better off than Heiji Yuan-kun. He didn't suffer any serious injuries and his mood adjusted quickly. No, within two years, he had returned to his old outlook.
Look at the hundreds of large and small wine jars floating along the water in the reed marshes and above the water waves. Hundreds of monks are passing by in boats, picking up a jar at random and cheering and drinking. This kind of scene is indescribable. There is no distinction between high and low, no distinction between superior and inferior, which is indeed refreshing.
How can someone who can create such a scene be an ordinary person?
Yu Ci couldn't help but praise: "It's really the style of a great man."
"Yes, Yu Xianchang's comments are very appropriate."
Dong Yan seizes every opportunity to flatter him, but his words are somewhat sincere. In his opinion, the North Sea Whale King is certainly one of the few powerful men in the North, who gathers in the lake and sea and forms his own faction, but compared to the one next to him, his weight seems to be inferior.
In this way, three people and two boats rowed deep into the reed swamp. Yu Ci casually talked to Dong Yan and asked about the current situation of his old friend.
Although he and Taoist Qianbao were walking together, the latter was seriously injured and went into seclusion to heal his injuries as soon as he arrived on the Yishan Yunzhou. After arriving at Xiyu Lake, he was transferred directly to a spiritual secret of Qingxu Daode Sect. ground to stabilize the shaken foundation. The two had only set a date for a follow-up meeting, but had not really talked about it in depth.
However, Dong Yan didn't know much about the inside of the Lichen Sect. What he knew was mostly hearsay and lacked any ideas. Yu Ci listened to a few and just dismissed it as casual chat.
The further inside, the more noisy the scene becomes. Listening to the voices, it seems that people are changing their tricks, drinking and gambling.
Now it's a bet on who can drink three kilograms of puree in one go.
That puree does not sound simple. It was made by the North Sea Whale King using deep water seven hundred miles under the Xiyu Lake, and it looked like it before it was blended. This has actually reached a certain limit - if it continues further, due to the influence of huge pressure and special void environment, the water body has lost most of its "water" characteristics, and it is almost impossible to make wine again.
The puree also carries most of the special properties of "deep water". Its quality is icy cold. Drinking it in large gulps can really freeze your internal organs, and it may even kill you.
However, the monks over there sounded angry, they were all tyrannical people, they were just talking about being crazy.
Dong Yan and Zeng Yue led him there.
Not long after, they had reached the periphery. The reeds here were almost flattened by the ships, with only a few remaining, and the view suddenly broadened.
Among the monks who were cheering and shouting, some people felt something different in the light. Looking back, they were stunned when they saw such a shape. Soon someone laughed:
"Fairy Lantern, come, come, let's see who has arrived!"
In the noisy environment, after all, only a few people paid attention to this side. Zeng Yue didn't care, and some of them still rushed to the shelves, but Dong Yan had a bright chest and belly, and a bright face.
This is the confidence that Yu Ci's status gives him.
Unexpectedly, after walking a few feet further, someone suddenly said: "Stay here!"
The words were a little vague and hoarse, but they sounded like drums to their ears. Dong and Zeng were both startled. When they looked at them, their eyes lit up.
On the edge covered by the light of the lantern, I saw a person sitting alone in a small boat, holding a wine jar in one hand and looking over with narrowed eyes.
The dim light fell on the man's face, reflecting a deep red color, as bright as a peach or plum.