From space to the world, it takes trillions of years

Chapter 161 Banquet

Chen Yu was a little surprised. Why did Wang Chonglin, who always got drunk whenever he drank, suddenly change his temper today?

Wang Chonglin clapped his hands and smiled, "A month ago, Brother Chen celebrated my foundation building achievement and accommodated me a lot.

Today, fellow Taoist is ranked as a first-class top-grade weapon refiner, so I chose this non-intoxicating fruit wine and let Brother Chen drink more. "

Chen Yu bowed slightly, "Daoyou is thoughtful."

As Wang Chonglin opened the wine jar, he said, “This wine has been added with the hundred-year-old spiritual essence, and the taste is much better than before.

You can also try adding a little spiritual marrow liquid to the spiritual wine brewed by Brother Chen."

The wine is slightly cloudy, but the surface is very clear.

Chen Yu picked up the bowl and took a sip, and realized that the ingredients were a first-grade superior spiritual fruit and three first-grade mid-grade spiritual fruits.

This should be the best fruit wine Wang Chonglin can come up with. After all, he is usually not very interested in these low-alcohol wines.

Second-level spiritual fruits are invaluable cultivation resources for foundation-building cultivators, so how could they be used to make wine?

The fruit wine was sweet and low in alcohol, and the two of them drank it one cup after another.

When we were half drunk, there was a knock on the door.

Wang Chonglin pointed and saw the gate of the courtyard opened. A monk dressed as a waiter came in carrying a large tray.

Chen Yu had lived in Fangshi for five years and knew almost everyone there.

He saw that the young cultivator at the third level of Qi Refining in front of him was one of the errand boys at Yingxian Inn.

"Senior, this is the spiritual meal you ordered. It is just as good. Please enjoy it slowly."

After saying that, he was about to leave, but was immediately stopped by Wang Chonglin.

It is an honor for Yingxian Inn to let the Foundation Establishment Master taste the spiritual food they prepare, so how could they dare to ask for spiritual stones.

"Wait a minute, I haven't paid the spirit stones yet. Why are you in such a hurry to leave? Are you afraid that I will eat you?"

The servant said quickly, "No, no, it's just that we are here in person. Our shop is already flourishing, so how can we ask you to pay with spirit stones?"

Wang Chonglin waved his hand and said, "How can you eat without paying? I have tasted these three spiritual meals before and I remember the prices. I will pay you forty-seven spiritual stones."

"This, our store's price is too high, I dare not covet the real person's spirit stone."

Chen Yu was secretly shocked in his heart. This Yingxian Inn really dared to sell at such a high price.

The total cost is less than ten spirit stones, and the price is almost comparable to a first-grade mid-quality magic weapon.

Even cultivators who have reached the foundation building stage or above probably wouldn’t be willing to eat it every day.

Wang Chonglin showed his displeasure: "Today I am treating my friends to a drink. What does a few spirit stones mean to me?"

You can afford to lose my face."

The young man became even more frightened. His body, at the third level of Qi Refining, was far superior to that of an ordinary person, but at this moment his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

It was not until Wang Chonglin put the bag of spirit stones in his hand that he recovered.

He was tactful. He took the spirit stone, closed the gate, and ran away.

Wang Chonglin turned around and said, "Brother Chen, please forgive me for making fun of you. I don't have any food in my courtyard, so I thought of ordering some spiritual food to go with the wine."

"Brother Wang, you don't have to be polite. It's these spiritual meals that cost you money."

“It’s okay. The annual salary offered to me by the sect is as high as 1,200 spirit stones.

Moreover, for people like us, spirit stones are easy to obtain but not of much value.

It would take a long time to achieve a breakthrough just by absorbing the spiritual energy from the spirit stone.

Only those rare second-level spiritual medicines are treasures that are hard to find in the world."

Having said that, he recalled the expression of the young man just now.

“Look, it’s still me.

Before I broke through the foundation building stage, I could still talk to my fellow disciples. But after I became a real person, everyone called me "senior".

The only person who had a say in the past is now Brother Chen, apart from the Master.

As you have seen just now, the servants of Yingxian Inn used to have the support of the four great immortal sects. Although they never bullied others, they always treated people with neither servility nor overbearance.

Now that he has achieved the foundation, he becomes extremely terrified when he sees me, as if he has become a man-eating monster.

But if I think about it carefully, as long as I am not on the opposite side, I would not care what they say or do.

Does it mean that if you please me you can get opportunities, but if you neglect me a little you will suffer misfortune?

Instead of spending time racking your brains, you might as well breathe in more spiritual energy.

All these are just fantasies in people’s minds.”

Chen Yu did not express any opinion, but just agreed gently.

People of different identities will naturally look at things from different perspectives.

Wang Chonglin doesn't like to put on airs, but to compromise is the way of survival for a young cultivator.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Keep drinking. Brother Chen is the guest today. You can try this spiritual food first."

There were three side dishes on the tray made of spiritual wood: a plate of stir-fried spiritual snails, a plate of secret monster venison, and a bowl of yang spiritual fish soup.

There were two pairs of chopsticks made of animal bones next to them, which were obviously what he had ordered.

Chen Yu first tasted the venison, and found that the cooking time was perfect and the seasonings were just right. However, the freshness of the food itself was not as good as the goats that he raised in his space.

The two yangling fish used in the fish soup are not large in size, which is why Chen Yu thinks the cost is not high.

A three-inch-long fish like this is probably a discarded item after being offered to the immortal sect, and its value is no more than two spirit stones.

However, the taste of these dozens of thumb-sized spiritual snails made Chen Yu's eyes light up.

Naturally, there were also mud snails and clams in the space, which were all aquatic species he had collected before.

There was even an old clam that turned into a demon not long ago, and its means of attack was twelve pearls that came and went freely.

I’ll go back and pick some and fry them to see what the spirit snails in the space taste like.

Wang Chonglin picked up a few pieces with chopsticks, and used magic to take out a jar of wine from the yard.

"After being used to strong rice wine, these juices taste bland.

I'll add some strong ones, Brother Chen shouldn't mind."

Chen Yu had no objection. After Wang Chonglin poured the wine, he immediately drank a large bowl of it. It was obvious that he had been missing her for a long time.

Chen Yu burst out laughing and took a sip of the light fruit wine.

The wine was added with half a 200-year-old intoxicating flower, and Wang Chonglin did not use his true energy to sober up, so he soon started to talk without restraint.

“My master accepted four disciples in his lifetime, one senior brother and one senior sister, but they didn’t make it past the foundation-building stage and passed away decades ago.

After me, I had a junior fellow student whose talent was almost the same as mine, but unfortunately he died young.

When I became a disciple, my senior brothers and sisters were all dying. And they had descendants in the mortal world to take care of, so I seldom saw them, so I didn't have a deep relationship with them.

Only this little junior brother was accepted as the master's last disciple in the third year.

My master has been practicing in seclusion for many years, and I was the one who taught you the skills.

Later, Master saw no hope of a breakthrough, so he devoted himself to teaching me two practices.

Unfortunately, one day my junior fellow student insisted on going to the depths of Lei Yang Lake to look for a century-old anti-aging flower.

I couldn't persuade him, and I was a little angry with him at the time, so I just let him do it.

I didn’t expect that this would be a farewell forever.”