"My lord, that's it ahead. ”

Twenty miles later, a special area appeared ahead, between the two hills, a hazy yellow light, in which a strong wind blew, rolling up grains of yellow sand.

Song Zheng got out of the car, the wind happened to blow, and he was stunned for a moment, and he really felt a little familiar.

He had traveled the world with his father, and Huangtai Fort was located in the direction of the east-west of the north, and the north-west of the north was this kind of long yellow sand environment, and they had also been there, and they stayed for a long time.

Even in Huangtai Fort, there is half a month in spring and autumn every year, and the yellow sand will blow from the west.

"This is the Cave Heaven Blessed Land!" he was taken aback, but he felt that something was wrong, because the Heaven and Earth Yuan Energy in this wind was not strong, and it did not meet the standard of the Cave Heaven Blessed Land at all.

Li Sanyan smiled and flattered: "My lord's eyes are like a torch, this is a declining cave blessed land, it suddenly appeared sixty years ago, and it was already like this when it appeared.

It is said that the monks who first discovered this place did find some good things after entering, all of which were left by the previous owner of this cave blessed land, but after these things were scavenged, only a long yellow sand was left here, which was worthless. ”

As he spoke, everyone had entered this "cave blessed land", and the hot and dry wind blew, hitting the face a little uncomfortable.

At first glance, it looks similar to the Saibei Desert, but in fact it is still a little different.

It's all because it's completely declining and lifeless, so it's full of yellow sand. In the middle of the endless desert, there is a lonely courtyard, and there is a lonely small building in the courtyard.

The small building is draped in red veil, fluttering in the wind, which forms a sharp contrast with the yellow sand in the sky, which makes people shine.

A burst of rugged music in the Saibei style came from the small building, and beside Song Zheng, there were those young people in fresh clothes and angry horses who rushed over laughing.

He looked back at Li Sanyan: "What kind of place is this?"

Li San smiled and said, "Good place, good wine, beautiful women, and a serious female cultivator." My lord, why do you look at me like that? I, Li Sanyan, am not the kind of person you think!"

Song Zheng still looked at him for a moment, and Li Sanyan, who was looking straight at him, was furious in his heart, but he was stiff on the surface.

Finally, Song Zheng let him go and walked over: "I hope the wine here won't disappoint me." ”

Li Sanyan breathed a sigh of relief, and finally passed away. His eyes were rolling, and he regretted that he had fooled the adults over. Qi Bingchen looked at him and shook his head: "Nonsense." ”

Lu Wanmin smiled and said softly: "Although the adults are a little angry, you see, he still went in." If you know how to be lustful, you will Mu Shaoai, human nature, you and I are all from the past. ”

Qi Bingchen always felt that this "person who came over" sounded connotative, he was really not a person who came over, so he glanced at Lu Wanmin more: The old guy has a story.

When he walked to the front of the building, Song Zheng heard the music clearly, and in the roughness of the desert in the north of the country, he added some silk and bamboo from the south of the Yangtze River, which was faintly sultry.

He looked back at Li San and wanted to turn around and go back, but he sniffed lightly between his nose and looked around and changed his mind.

Lu Wanmin saw that Song Zheng obviously hesitated in front of the door, but finally passed, showing a "unsurprising" smile.

At the gate of the courtyard stood two young monks, dressed in white and spotless in the yellow sand, looking handsome. They all had the cultivation of the six realms of the vein, and they bowed their hands to the guests, and said with a smile: "You should know the rules of my Yanmen Inn. ”

Several groups of young monks at the door laughed together: "Naturally. ”

Song Zheng is as steady as Mount Tai, just glanced at the two people guarding the door, although the eyebrows and eyes are quite heroic, but there is no doubt that they are all female cultivators, this kind of neutral beauty is said to be liked by some people.

A young monk in a big red robe turned over and dismounted, and his movements were so agile that it seemed like a cloud of fire had fallen to the ground.

He said loudly, "So-and-so came first." ”

The two monks guarding the gate smiled slightly, stretched out their hands sideways, and a breeze blew, and the yellow sand on the left side of the courtyard gate was blown up, revealing a piece of granite underneath.

The surface is rough, I don't know how many years it has been sharpened by the wind and sand.

The cardinal stepped forward and reached out to this particular granite, his palm like steel, moving rapidly. The stone chips on the granite fluttered away, leaving a beautiful cursive hand, written in a seven-character ancient poem, which was a poem about the march of a great scholar hundreds of years ago. Every stroke goes an inch deep into the granite!

"Good!" cheered his friends in unison, their faces brightened.

Li Sanyan explained to Song Zheng in a low voice on the side: "My lord, this is the introductory wine of the Yanmen Inn, if you want to go in, you have to show some skills, this stone is anesthesis, it is useless to be extra strong, you must leave a clear enough mark on the stone to enter the door." ”

After the cardinal monk finished writing, he was also quite complacent, tilting his head to admire his calligraphy, and a female nun guarding the door had already smiled and held out a bronze statue: "Brother Tai has passed the test, please drink this cup full." ”

The cardinal took it and drank it in a hearty sip, but the wine was so mysterious that he choked and coughed loudly, causing the others to laugh.

"Hahaha, I'm from out of town, I don't know the various doorways of our Yanmen Inn in Huzhou City. The Yanmen Inn wine is unique, and a glass of introductory wine is also made of six special elixirs. ”

A slender young man came out from another group of monks, and he wiped all the things that the cardinal had just written with a wipe on the aneneiss.

Then he honestly wrote his name, but it was three inches deep into the anesis!

Immediately after coming to the monk guarding the door, he politely hugged his fist: "Please also ask my sister to give wine." ”

The two female cultivators smiled and came out with wine: "Gongzi Gou Chen is here again, you have passed the test, please drink this cup to the fullest." ”

Gou Chenshu took the bronze wine bottle and drank it slowly, breathlessly, causing a cheer from the surroundings. Then he returned the wine and went in with his friend.

The Cardinals' faces were flushed with shame, but he drank the introductory wine, and the two nuns let him in.

Song Zheng's eyes lit up when he heard that the entrance wine was so particular, maybe it was worth the trip.

Then the other monks also came forward, left their mark on the hemp stone, and then honestly drank the introductory wine and went in.

The hardness of anenes is not inferior to that of steel, and it is good for monks to have ten veins at the age of twenty, and the disciples of the great families and great sects are usually up and down the fifteen veins of the river, and the ordinary genius disciples are about the top and bottom of the realm of knowing fate, and those real geniuses are immeasurable, and there are all in the realm of seeing and passing through the realm.

Of these that Song Zheng encountered, the strongest was that Gou Chen Shu, who was able to drink the introductory wine in one breath at the beginning of the Life Pass Realm.

Therefore, most of the traces left on the aeolian stone are one or two inches, and the deepest is only three inches.

In the end, only Song Zheng's group of people remained outside. Song Zheng deliberately hid his strength, and everyone restrained their breath. After all, it's to accompany the adults out to relax, and it's not good to make a big fuss.

There was an endless stream of people in front and behind, Song Zheng's more than 20 people blocked the front, and the young monk who came from behind couldn't wait and shouted, "Can you enter?"

Of course, you can't blame others for urging you when you are in the way, so Song Zheng stepped forward and stretched out his hand to write a line of words on the anesis......

The two female nuns guarding the door looked puzzled: What does this mean?

Take a look at it again, every word is three inches deep into the aeolian stone, and I immediately can't think about what it means, this level can be compared with Gou Chen Gongzi, and he can be called a genius among the younger generation.

"Brother Tai has passed, please drink this cup to the fullest. ”

Song Zheng drank it in one gulp, smacked his lips, and it was okay. He returned the wine to the people and walked in, but was stopped when everyone followed.

The two nuns said politely: "I'm sorry, this brother may not know the rules, one person can only bring four friends in at most, you ......"

Behind Song Zheng was more than 20 people.

The young monks in the back covered their mouths and laughed secretly, this posture was really a bit like Tu Lao Cai. The children of the real big families will not bring so many people when they go out. A powerful retainer to protect, a servant with a maid to serve, is enough.

Song Zheng didn't care and waved his hand: "Come in by yourself." ”

"Yes. The big guy in the back agreed, and they each thought about it in their hearts, Qi Bingchen and Lu Wanmin stepped forward and stretched out their hands to leave traces on the aneneiss.

The two of them are peak ancestors, but they can't help but give Song Zheng face, and the two elders each left a trace two inches deep. It was Li Sanyan's turn, he was entangled and left an inch and a half, everyone didn't dare to surpass his own adults, and he had to leave a way out for the back.

A group of scouts breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward one after another, leaving an inch in their wake.

The eyelids of the two female cultivators jumped, these people are obviously "subordinates", and the introductory wine of their own Yanmen Inn is extremely precious, so they can't be wasted like this.

But everyone had passed the test, so they had to take out the wine again and again with a cold face, and repeated Mu Ran: "You have passed the test, please drink this cup full." ”

Neither the young monks nor the two nuns in the back could see the true origin of this group of people. But that's what they really are. This is more like a local old man in a certain village going out, his own strength is the highest, but he feels that there are few people and is not prestigious, and he pulls out all the subordinates.

What's the use of these people? It's better for you to fight alone, and when you really encounter danger, you can't play any protective role.

"It's a waste of the introductory wine of the Yanmen Inn. Someone muttered secretly, and was quickly persuaded by the friends around him, after all, the young old man is still very powerful, and if he really wants to argue, his side will suffer.

As for Li Sanyan and them, who cares what you waste thinks? As long as you are satisfied.

"My lord, how is this wine?"

Song Zheng said lightly: "It's so-so." ”