Chapter 732: In the Name of Ziyue, the Golden Thread Demon Palace

The little beggar looked at Yu Zecheng and said:

"So good? Really?"

Yu Zecheng said:

"Remember, you have to call Master, let's go up and eat."

After saying that, he led the little beggar upstairs. When the manager saw this scene, he said:

"Congratulations, congratulations, the real person has gained a noble disciple."

Yu Zecheng smiled and said:

"It's Zhenjun. I'm going to the fourth floor for dinner."

The person in charge was stunned for a moment and continued to shout:

"Congratulations, congratulations, senior please."

He immediately became more respectful and his titles changed accordingly.

Yu Zecheng took the little beggar and automatically climbed up to the fourth floor. Above the fourth floor, looking down, he could see the third floor.

On the third floor, there were seven Jindan masters and their disciples and grandchildren, who were eating. When they saw Yu Zecheng walking up to the fourth floor, their eyes were filled with envy.

The monks who come here to eat in the drunken banquet building all have a wish in their hearts, that is, they can go to the next level. Although no one can say this wish, it exists in everyone's heart.

On the fourth floor, every wood and brick here is carefully refined. At a glance, you can see the hard work of the maker contained in it. Yu Zecheng said:

"Here, serve me the special dishes, such as roasted breast tiger, braised bear's paw, braised purple shark's fin, and by the way, do you still have the resident corpse demon? I have a lot of aftertaste after eating it last time."

The steward said:

"I'm sorry, senior, we don't have that anymore, only the other dishes you ordered."

Yu Zecheng said:

"Okay, come on."

The steward shouted:

"Okay, a first-class special banquet. Senior, please pay 17,000 spiritual stones for the meal first. Senior, this is also a rule. Back then, the immortal paid first and then ate. We dare not disobey it."

Yu Zecheng smiled. This rule still exists. He nodded, took out two high-level spiritual stones and threw them to the steward, and said:

"Any extra is a tip."

Yu Zecheng glanced at his new apprentice and said:

"Give him as many chicken legs as you want, and let him eat as much as he wants."

The steward immediately replied:

"Okay, here's a first-class special banquet. A big bowl of chicken legs."

This call was heard by the whole building, and the guests on the first and second floors also cheered. It seems that this rule of free Qingtian Meiyu Liquor is still there.

Yu Zecheng laughed and felt so good. At this time, seventeen beauties came over. One of them poured wine for Yu Zecheng. Sixteen people performed songs and dances in the hall. They were in the middle of the fourth floor, cheering for Yu Zecheng. They went up and down. Flying, performing a dance, flying up and down in the void, colorful skirts flying from time to time, and cheers continued.

After the food and wine were put on the table, Yu Zecheng's apprentice was given a pot of chicken drumsticks, and the two began to eat. The food and wine still tasted as sweet and delicious as before.

The little beggar just kept eating, and he ate up one pot of chicken legs. Yu Zecheng ordered another pot, and then he ate it all, and then another pot, and he ate seventeen pots, three thousand chicken legs, piled up. He is taller than this little beggar, but he has eaten all the chicken legs, and his belly is only slightly bulging.

The little beggar suddenly started crying and said:

"It's great to have Master. I have never eaten so many chicken legs before. It's so delicious. Master, I want more."

Yu Zecheng laughed and said:

"Give me the chicken drumsticks."

The person in charge said:

"Please wait a moment, we have bought all the chicken legs in the city, and now we are going to the countryside to buy hens and kill the chickens to get the legs."

Yu Zecheng turned to the little beggar and said:

"What's your name?"

The little beggar looked at Yu Zecheng stupidly and said:

"You guys call me a little beggar?"

Yu Zecheng said:

"It's not a name, it's a title. A person must have his own name. A person without a name means nothing exists. He must leave his own mark in this world."

The little beggar said:

"I don't have a name."

Yu Zecheng said:

"Well, let me give you a name. You will live by the elixir. In my remnant memory of Master Li, I remember that there was a incomplete epitaph in the tomb. There was only one sentence on it: Son of the sky, mighty as Shenyue. Then you will be called Ziyue from now on.”

The little beggar chanted this name:

"Ziyue, Ziyue, Ziyue, Ziyue, okay, from now on I will be called Ziyue."

He was extremely happy, and then asked:

"Is that chicken drumstick ready?"

Yu Zecheng was immediately discouraged. The name seemed not as attractive as chicken legs at all.

At this time, another pot of chicken legs was delivered, and Ziyue began to eat one pot after another. In this meal, he ate a total of six thousand chicken legs, and the bones of the chicken legs were chewed by him. He burped after eating and said:

"Master, I'm full. I seem to have eaten a little too much."

Yu Zecheng laughed and said:

"Let's go, let's go home."

Ziyue said:

"Home, I have a home too?"

Yu Zecheng said:

"Yes, your family is the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. You also have several senior brothers and sisters. They will be very good to you. You can eat as many chicken legs as you want."

Ziyue shouted:

"That's great, Master, is it true?"

Yu Zecheng led Ziyue out of the restaurant, raised his hand, and Kunpeng suddenly appeared. When Ziyue saw Kunpeng, he couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and said:

"What a big chicken drumstick."

Yu Zecheng was confused immediately, but he found that Kunpeng actually trembled slightly under Ziyue's gaze. This was an instinctive intuition of a creature, and it actually saw the essence of Ziyue.

Yu Zecheng said:

"Don't talk nonsense, this is not a chicken, this is Kunpeng, this is our mount, ride it home, if you want to eat chicken legs, ask him to buy it for you."

Ziyue said:

"But his chicken legs are so big, one meal can last for several days."

Yu Zecheng pulled Ziyue onto Kunpeng and said:

"Let's go."

Kunpeng flew up and flew away. Ziyue was on the back of Kunpeng, looking left and right, and he looked like he wanted to eat Kunpeng.

Yu Zecheng taught him the principles of life. This time when he flew up, Yu Zecheng did not cast a spell to cover the figure of Kunpeng. The two of them and the peng soared in the sky.

After flying over Liuzhou, there is Junzhou ahead. After Junzhou, there is the natural channel. Kunpeng flies up into the sky and soars into the sky. One day, it flies over a high mountain. Suddenly, a black net is emitted from the mountain, which turns into a huge net of thousands of feet and surrounds Kunpeng.

At this time, Yu Zecheng is refining the Jiutian Taege Sword on the back of the roc. After getting this sword, the breath of the original owner is still there, and it must be refined with great effort.

Yu Zecheng has been refining it hard these days, but he has not made any progress. He is getting irritable. When the black net wraps around him, Yu Zecheng is furious. Someone is actually making trouble for Tai Sui and doesn't know whether he lives or dies.

Yu Zecheng stretched out his hand and shook the light. The Great Five Elements Extinction Divine Light appeared and hit the black net, breaking it in an instant.

The black net broke and turned into countless black smoke. The black smoke seemed like thousands of babies crying. Yu Zecheng's face changed immediately. This is a magic treasure refined by someone using the nine hundred and ninety-nine March babies.

Yu Zecheng's face turned black immediately. Someone slaughtered mortals like this, killing thousands at a time. Such an evil cultivator was killed, which aroused Yu Zecheng's murderous intention. He immediately flew over on his sword.

There was a cultivator there, about seventeen or eighteen years old, very handsome, but with a chaotic aura on his body. It was obvious that he was a person who had taken over another body. Yu Zecheng looked at him coldly.

The demon cultivator shouted:

"What are you looking at? This is Tiger Leap Peak, the territory of the Golden Thread Demon Palace. My master, Venerable Golden Thread, is about to celebrate his birthday. I need a gift. Please give me your Kunpeng."

Yu Zecheng smiled and said:

"Golden Thread Demon Palace, which demon sect is that? Forget it, it's useless to know. You have refined the Thousand Infants into a net, which is enough to kill him."

Instantly, infinite light burst out from Yu Zecheng's body, and the Great Five Elements Extinction Divine Light. The demon cultivator shouted:

"Shame on you, look at the treasure, the Three Seven Wheel."

A golden wheel rose from his body and hit Yu Zecheng. The wheel rotated in the air and made countless roars, like thousands of people crying, confusing people's souls. This is also a magic weapon made by using human souls.

Yu Zecheng exerted his strength and hit the wheel. The divine light burst out and wrapped the wheel. With a crisp sound, the Three Seven Wheel turned into countless souls and disappeared in the light.

The light continued to move forward. The young man saw that the magic weapon he had practiced hard was vulnerable, and his face changed immediately. He offered a flame, which was the Jade Blood Divine Flame, to resist Yu Zecheng's Great Five Elements Extinction Divine Light.

This Jade Blood Divine Flame actually blocked the invasion of the Great Five Elements Extinction Divine Light, but the Jade Blood Divine Flame was reduced little by little. At this time, he realized that he had kicked the iron plate and hurriedly begged for mercy:

"My master is the Venerable Jinxian. He is the Yuanying Zhenjun and the elder of the Nether Demon Sect. If you want to kill me, he will avenge me and take my soul away thousands of miles away..."

Yu Zecheng didn't listen at all. No matter who your master is, he added strength in his hand, and the Great Five Elements Extinction Divine Light burst out, suppressing the opponent's Jade Blood Divine Flame. He offered it little by little. The demon cultivator first begged bitterly, then cursed, and finally shouted for help, but everything was meaningless. After a moment, this person was refined into ashes and turned into dust.

As the saying goes, "Cut the grass at its roots." Yu Zecheng flew to the place where the man came out. On the mountain, one of the peaks collapsed straight down, about a hundred feet deep.

It turned out that it was a large crater in ancient times. It was so old that the fire had gone out. After artificial arrangement, the bottom of the hole was filled and opened up, about a hundred acres in radius. Looking down from above, it looked like an inverted bowl. In the middle, the ground was as flat as a mirror, the stone walls were red, and no grass or trees grew. But there were two alchemy furnaces, one large and one small. The four walls were covered with exotic flowers, especially orchids, colorful and beautiful.

The peak walls, more than ten feet near the ground, were also neatly recessed inward, forming a large circle. The north side was slightly higher, and there seemed to be a cave hidden in the wall.

Yu Zecheng entered the cave, where there were also dozens of cultivators, all of whom were disciples of the evil cultivator. They all used human souls as sacrifices and committed many evil deeds. Yu Zecheng didn't care about others and killed anyone he saw. He killed his way through and killed all the evil cultivators in the cave.