My narration about cultivating immortality is too serious

Chapter 29 The Jade Gourd Master’s uncle wants to be served

Not long after, the flying boat led by Luan Yu crashed into the huge water curtain. Because the flying boat was protected by a barrier, even though the water curtain was very turbulent, it did not hinder the flying boat.

After rushing into the water curtain, a huge black shadow appeared under the water in front of me. Above the black shadow, there were a series of houses, pavilions and pavilions looming, like a city on earth, and there was a suspended island with flowing springs and waterfalls above. .

Enhanced by the Little Witch Body, Xiao Jingsheng's eyesight was excellent, and he could faintly see other flying boats passing by, which was indeed quite colorful.

When everyone took a closer look, they couldn't help being surprised. The black shadow under the water turned out to be a black turtle that was too big to be measured!

And there are no landing islands under the black turtle at all, let alone a beach, only the endless Bohai Sea.

As for those continuous houses and pavilions, I am afraid that this time the ten sects of Xuanmen built peaks on the back of the black turtle to surround the lake and build palaces and cities.

Before everyone could marvel, the flying speed of the flying boat had slowed down. At the same time, everyone saw that there were no less than forty or fifty flying boats docking in front of them.

Obviously, other sects seemed to have arrived earlier than Xiao Jingsheng and his team, which had frequent problems along the way.

Not long after, the real person Yuhu who had crashed into the water curtain seemed to have confirmed the information and returned to the jade gourd with a somewhat unsightly look on his face.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but wonder. Even the powerful Jade Gourd Master's uncle looked so solemn. Could it be that the situation was more serious than imagined?

Li Cangxuan's calm expression changed slightly, and he asked tentatively: "Uncle Master, did you find out any bad news?"

The others looked over nervously.

Luan Yu nodded with a solemn expression: "These hateful old men, I just want to ask for a few sips of wine, but they treat me like your great master and avoid them all for fear, and hide behind closed doors one by one."

"Begging...begging for a drink?"

Li Cangxuan immediately dodged.

The expressions of the others all relaxed, and the big stone in their hearts finally fell.

"Yes, it's all my fault that Yu Yangzi and the others insisted on urging me and my uncle, which made me fail to notice that the wine in the gourd had reached the bottom. I originally planned to ask these sects for some wine to satisfy my hunger. Who knew they were all so stingy and I could eat them."

As she said this, Luan Yu was so angry that she put her hands on her hips, and her plump body, which seemed to be able to break free from her clothes at any time, rose and fell in anger due to inertia.

Shi Lanxin said very inappropriately: "Master may have forgotten that during the Xuanmen Competition, because you drank too much, you demolished the entire venue and injured many elders who maintained the barrier, so..."

Shi Lanxin didn't finish her words, but the profound meaning was self-evident.

Luan Yu had a habit of automatically breaking off the film when she woke up as soon as she drank. So she was not sure for a while: "Really?"

A group of disciples from the main peak nodded their heads like garlic, for all to see.

Luan Yu's old face heated up, and his arrogance suddenly dropped by half.

When Xiao Jingsheng saw it, he couldn't help but feel that this uncle's childlike innocence was very interesting, so he said quietly: "In my disciple's opinion, this matter is not only not the fault of my uncle, but also the fault of the other nine sects of Xuanmen."

"What do you say?" Luan Yu's eyes lit up, and everyone felt their eyes blurred. She then appeared in front of Xiao Jingsheng, grabbed Xiao Jingsheng's arm, her face full of hope.

Xiao Jingsheng bared his teeth and said, "Hiss~ Uncle Master, be gentler."

"Oh, oh, tell me quickly!"

Only then did Luan Yu realize that some spiritual power had unknowingly leaked out of his hands, and he let go of his hands.

But when he turned his head, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised. The grab he just made was unbearable even for ordinary alchemy monks. Although he was not a strength monk, he had reached the perfection of his spiritual transformation realm, but it was a little overflowing. With so much energy, the disciples behind him would probably have lost their hands with this gentle manipulation.

I'm afraid only Xiao Lizi can compare with his own rebels.

A pampered disciple of the Alchemy Palace could actually have such advantages and make her eccentric master treat him differently. This made her feel more and more itchy and wanted to know more about it.When Xiao Jingsheng saw that the other party had taken the bait, didn't he ask: "During the Xuanmen competition earlier, did my uncle drink the wine prepared for the competition?"

"Yes, that's right." Luan Yu nodded.

Xiao Jingsheng smiled and said with reason: "That's right, how could Master, Uncle Zuxiu, who is so advanced, get lost in his mind just because of some wine? There must be something wrong with the wine of the nine sects of Xuanmen. I think it's probably adulterated. Fake wine.”

After hearing this, Luan Yu felt as if she had grabbed the last straw in a drowning situation. She happily patted Xiao Jamsheng on the shoulder and said, "That's right, that's right, why didn't I think of that?"

Jamel Xiao almost breathed his last.

Sister, we are quite a few levels behind!

The rest of the people opened their mouths wide. Do these two people sing in harmony and treat everyone as fools?
At the same time, I was also shocked by Xiao Jingsheng's shamelessness. Isn't the angle of flattery too tricky?

The more Luan Yu looked at Xiao Jingsheng, the more pleasing she became, but she still felt that she was still a little less convincing. She couldn't help but look at Xiao Jingsheng curiously and said, "Boy, do you know how to drink?"

Xiao Jingsheng unhurriedly took out his exquisite brew of Immortal Drunk from behind, and raised it to the other party respectfully: "This is what I brewed in my spare time. I would like to ask my uncle to give it a try!"

"Oh?"

Hearing that there was wine, Luan Yu became more energetic. With a flick of his finger, the pot of Immortal Drunkenness left Xiao Jingsheng's hand and floated towards Luan Yu.

When the immortal was drunk, he gently opened his bright mouth and pretended to bite the cork on the wine bottle.

"Uncle Master!" Xiao Jingsheng wanted to remind him, but the other party had already bitten the cork with his teeth, and pulled out the cork of the wine bottle with a 'pop' sound.

Is this an indirect kiss?

On the other hand, Luan Yu looked at Xiao Jingsheng belatedly: "What's wrong?"

And he also found that a group of disciples and disciples stretched their necks, as if they wanted to speak but were hesitant.

Even his own rebels stared at Mu Sai quietly, as if they wanted to say something, but then gave up.

"What are you all looking at me for?"

Luan Yu didn't like the feeling of being kept in the dark alone.

Xiao Jingsheng originally wanted to remind the other party that he had also bitten the cork, and men and women were not allowed to be intimate, but now that the other party had already bitten it, bringing it up again would only increase the embarrassment.

After thinking about it, he changed his tone and said, "This wine is very powerful. I would like to invite my uncle to have a taste of it now."

After hearing this, Luan Yu suddenly became unhappy and patted her proud breasts: "Are you looking down on my uncle's drinking capacity?"

Xiao Jingsheng smiled bitterly: "It's my disciple who talks too much."

Luan Yu snorted lightly, but his eyes were shining brightly at the wine bottle.

Just the aroma of the wine wafting out of the flask had already made the wine bug in her stomach start to go crazy. It was obvious that this wine was really not ordinary.

She subconsciously licked her tongue around her lips, then eagerly raised her head, pointed the spout of the pot at her mouth, and drank heavily.

After a long time, she closed her eyes in intoxication, savoring the experience. When the red circles spread from the corners of her eyes, she raised her head and sighed: "Wow!"

"Good wine!"

Xiao Jingsheng only felt his shoulders sink, and an arm as white as mutton-fat jade was wrapped around his neck. His whole soft body was half leaning on him and said: "Boy, staying in the Dan Palace is really a waste of your wine-making skills. , from now on, please stay with my uncle and serve me exclusively!"

(End of this chapter)