Chapter 464 Drunken Tower

In Xutian City.

After Yang Qingxuan retreated for more than a month, the severed arm also fully grew back under the effect of the regeneration pill.

After regaining both hands, I was not used to it. After a few days of adaptation, I gradually got used to it.

The 300,000 middle-grade spirit stones were all used up in less than a month.

The main reason is that in the process of growing the arm, in addition to the effect of the regeneration pill, the consumption of the spirit stone is also huge.

Yang Qingxuan has already touched the realm of the Great Consummation of Yuanwu, but in this Xutian City, the aura is very indifferent, and it is impossible to continue without the spirit stone.

He sighed, thinking of the 450,000 spirit stones taken away by Xutian City made his flesh hurt, but he had to bow his head under the eaves.

On this day, Yang Qingxuan left the secret room and went to the Zuixiao Tower.

There are a lot of restaurants in Xutian City. After all, this kind of experience is all done by licking blood from the knife edge and fighting in the field of life and death. Many people like to drink a few jars.

Moreover, fish and dragons are mixed in the restaurant, all kinds of news and bragging are flying all over the sky, whether false or true, it is impossible to distinguish the truth from the false. But it can add a little popularity and warmth to this boring and cruel experience.

Zuixiao Tower is very elegant, a hundred feet high. It looks simple and exquisite from the outside, full of fireworks. There are dragons and phoenixes carved in front of the door.

Entering its gate, there is a long corridor of more than a hundred steps, with exotic flowers and plants on both sides, and various pavilions and boxes can be seen faintly dotted around.

Yang Qingxuan walked through the corridor and went straight to the lobby. There were fifty or sixty tables and chairs arranged in a certain order.

Yang Qingxuan was quite surprised. The arrangement of these tables and chairs seemed to imply some kind of rules, so that the crowd shuttling inside was not crowded at all.

Most of the tables were already full, so Yang Qingxuan found a corner table and sat down, he didn't want to attract too much attention.

"My lord, how many can I ask? What kind of wine should I drink?"

Immediately, the waiter came forward, put out various small dishes and tea, and then stood aside with a smile on his face, serving him.

Yang Qingxuan looked around for a week and said, "Whatever."

Xiao Er put a list on the table and said with a smile, "Your Excellency, please take a look."

Yang Qingxuan turned a page and glanced at them. They were all wines he had never heard of before. He casually ordered a jar and said, "Just come to the jar of peach blossom wine—get drunk and forget your worries."

"Okay! You have a good eye. This is the best wine sold in our restaurant. Just wait a moment, it will be here soon."

Xiao Er was about to pour wine, but Yang Qingxuan stopped him again and asked, "Can you also accept the task?"

Xiao Er squinted his eyes and said with a giggle, "Of course. You can just turn back the wine list."

With that said, he made a gesture of please, and turned around to pour the wine.

Yang Qingxuan turned the wine list to the back, and sure enough, he saw many tasks with detailed descriptions and various prices.

"Killing the disciples of the Xuanji Sect, each head will have 500,000 spirit stones."

"Kill Jingyue's disciples, each with a head of 250,000 spirit stones."

"Kill the disciples of the Tianmen sect, each with twenty-five spirit stones."

Yang Qingxuan: "..."

He turned a few pages, all of which were murder tasks, and then started to normalize later, but the difficulty was also very high, such as catching wild beasts alive, searching for the remains of hundreds of clans, and so on.

"My lord, your wine."

Xiao Er quickly brought up the wine, and filled a glass for Yang Qingxuan. The wine was clear in color and strong in aroma, making it mouth-watering.

Yang Qingxuan put down the list, drank it all in one gulp, the taste was soft, the honey fragrance was elegant, with a touch of peach blossom fragrance, as if he was in a peach forest and forgot all his troubles.

"Drunk Wangchou, it really is a good wine, which makes people forget their sorrows." Yang Qingxuan held the wine glass, with a trace of infatuation in his eyes, and fell in love with this wine all at once.

"The reason why people worry too much is because their memory is too good."

Suddenly, a clear voice came, followed by a white figure, untouched by dust, sitting opposite him.

"It's you?"

Yang Qingxuan smiled, put down the wine glass in his hand, and said, "You're not dead yet."

The man in white frowned, looked at the altar of clear peach blossom wine, and said, "Is this really delicious?"

Yang Qingxuan looked at him and smiled in surprise: "You never drank?"

The man in white shook his head.

The waiter in the shop recommended: "Then you must try it." Then he bowed to Yang Qingxuan, "Call me anytime, sir, if you need anything."

Yang Qingxuan took out a cup, poured it for the man in white, and said with a smile, "Try it."

The man in white looked at the clear wine, hesitated for a moment, picked it up and drank it in one gulp, his fair face flushed bright red, as if he was ashamed.

"Haha." Yang Qingxuan couldn't help laughing.

The man in white was both ashamed and angry, and hurriedly used his true energy secretly to suppress the wine.

Afraid of attracting attention, Yang Qingxuan lowered his laughter, poured him another cup, and asked jokingly, "How does it taste?"

The white-clothed man's face was still flushed, he glared at Yang Qingxuan angrily, and said solemnly: "It's not bad, the taste is a bit sweet."

"Haha." Yang Qingxuan couldn't help laughing again, persuading him to drink: "Since the taste is good, drink more."

"Just drink it."

The man in white picked up the wine glass, drank it down in one gulp, and drank a few more in a row. After taking precautions, with his cultivation base, it would be no problem to drink up the entire restaurant.

"Satisfied now."

The man in white stared at Yang Qingxuan with clear black eyes.

Yang Qingxuan smiled lightly: "Satisfied, satisfied, why did you come to this restaurant, and how did you escape last time?"

"You can escape, why can't I?"

The man in white gave him a blank look, his eyes fell on his right hand, and said: "You Qing Yunzhi's mission is complete."

Yang Qingxuan nodded, waiting for him to continue.

The man in white groaned for a while, he seemed a little hesitant, but he still said, "I'm here to take on a mission, I didn't expect to run into you."

"What mission?"

Yang Qingxuan immediately asked, he is in urgent need of spirit stones to hit the Yuanwu Great Consummation, and he is very sensitive to the task.

The man in white thought for a while, stood up, and said, "If you want to do this task together, just follow me."

As he spoke, he walked to a corner of the lobby, which led to another corridor, which seemed to be the VIP area of ​​Zuixiaolou.

Yang Qingxuan followed immediately and shouted, "Wait for me."

The two left the lobby one after another, and saw a curved corridor leading to those pavilion boxes.

After walking for a while, I turned seven or eight corners, and came to a building. There was only a commoner Xiaoer guarding the door, and stopped the two of them, saying: "What are you two doing here?"

The man in white glanced at him and said, "Xiao Da."

The little girl hastily retreated to the side, and said, "The two of you are welcome."

Yang Qingxuan immediately followed the man in white into the pavilion, and saw a very spacious hall inside, with elegant and solemn decoration, tea tables and chairs were incomparably ingenious, and more than 20 people had already gathered.