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Chapter 42: Moonlight Wine - Double Kill
Twenty days go by in a blink of an eye.

The next day, Xiao Chen was about to go down the mountain with eighteen bottles of freshly made Qi-nourishing Pills when he discovered that red lanterns were hung everywhere on the Bishui Peak.

"Junior Brother Xiao, you finally decided to come out. I didn't see you when we were all cooking Laba porridge together a few days ago."

Shen Siyue's voice came from above. Looking up, she was actually standing on a poplar tree, tying lanterns with a red ribbon in her hand.

It was already the end of the twelfth lunar month, the sky and the earth were covered in white, with only a small clump of grayish-yellow grass tips occasionally showing.

Shen Siyue, wearing a red dress, has bright eyes, white teeth and skin as white as snow, and is extremely charming.

"Hu~" Xiao Chen let out a long breath and looked at the rapidly dissipating 'white smoke'. He then realized that it seemed that the New Year had arrived.

Compared to the previous three years which felt so long, this year has passed really quickly.

Looking back at February, he was still at the Miscellaneous Service Peak, carrying water to irrigate the spiritual fields every day.

In his spare time, he would gaze at the Five Elements Peak in the distance, fantasizing that one day he would be able to become an inner disciple and seek the truth from the sect elders on the Five Elements Peak.

Now, he is actually standing on the Bishui Peak.

"Junior Brother Xiao? What's wrong with you? You're standing there in a daze."

Shen Siyue jumped lightly and jumped down from the top of a tree that was more than ten feet high, her clothes fluttering.

But Xiao Chen came to his senses and asked curiously, "Aren't these tasks handled by the disciples of the Miscellaneous Service Peak? How come Senior Sister has the time to come out and hang lanterns by herself?"

In previous years, he had hung lanterns many times, including for the outer sect branches and even at the foot of the mountain.

Shen Siyue smiled coldly: "I asked them to bring the lanterns over. Practicing diligently is cultivation, and experiencing the world is also cultivation."

"This is Master's teaching. I don't really understand it. But occasionally coming out to relax and change my mood seems to really help improve my cultivation progress."

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Come on, Junior Brother, since you're here, please help me hang six lanterns in your yard. I wish you good luck in the coming year!"

As she spoke, Shen Siyue handed over the lantern in her hand.

"Okay, I wish you all the best."

Xiao Chen reached out to take it, jumped onto the roof, and in just a quarter of an hour, he skillfully tied all six lanterns tightly.

Looking back, Shen Siyue had only tied two lanterns. If she was still at the Menial Services Peak, she would definitely be scolded by the manager for being lazy at this speed.

Xiao Chen thought about it and thought that since it was Elder Qi’s teaching, there must be some truth to it.

So he simply sat down in meditation on the spot, mobilizing his magical power to complete a small circulation.

Uh. It seems that the speed of cultivation has not increased.

If you have this much time, why not run a big cycle? Isn’t that better than hanging lanterns?
Forget it, let's go down the mountain to sell pills and purchase new spiritual herbs. I can study this kind of thing later when I have time.

Arriving at the market, there was a new layer of change. Perhaps because it was approaching the end of the year, it was much busier than usual.

Especially on the streets, there are many wandering cultivators coming and going, and there are many street stalls nearby, just like a market.

"The flying sword forged from the cold stone mine is sold at a low price."

"The spiritual fruits I brought from Hezhou have all kinds of properties and are perfect for giving as gifts."

"Look here! The water from Yingyue Spring is used to brew Yingyue wine. A bottle only costs ten spirit stones!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Chen couldn't help but walk over.

Yingyue Spring is well-known throughout the southern region, and the word "Quan" in Quanzhou is taken from Yingyue Spring.

Including the aforementioned cold stone mine flying sword, it is also a water-based flying sword that Quanzhou monks prefer.

It seems that a large part of the stalls are sold by monks from Quanzhou who have come to Lizhou for refuge, and they are selling the specialties they brought with them.

Seeing Xiao Chen approaching, the other party immediately greeted him warmly: "Fellow Daoist, this is absolutely authentic Yingyue wine. Look here, there is also the certification of Yingyue Immortal Sect."

The stall owner pointed to the side of the wine bottle, and there was indeed the word "Yingyue" engraved there, and below it was a pattern of the moon reflected in a spring.

Xiao Chen had seen this pattern on the menu of Baiyuzhai before. A pot weighing three taels cost thirty spirit stones, which ordinary cultivators could not afford.

The wine in front of him not only only costs ten spirit stones, which is half the price, but also a pot of it looks like it weighs at least one kilogram.

He has no hobby of drinking, but spiritual wine often has unique effects and is helpful for cultivation.

Now that he had encountered this, Xiao Chen decided to take advantage of the situation: "Okay, give me a pot."

"Okay!" The stall owner hurriedly put down the wine glass in his hand and bent down to get the wine.

He moved too quickly and accidentally spilled some of the wine in the glass onto the hem of his cloak.

The stall owner quickly apologized: "Ouch, sir, I'm so sorry. How about I wipe it off for you?"

Xiao Chen waved his hand: "It's okay, no need, my cloak is not afraid of water."

The stall owner heaved a sigh of relief: "You are so generous. Here is your wine."

Seeing Xiao Chen waving his hand to put the wine into the storage bag, the stall owner's eyes fixed, and immediately smiled even more passionately: "Please take your time, we have a lot of wine here, if you like it, please come back."

It's rare that it's so lively today, so I walked around the street for a while until the smell of alcohol on my cloak dissipated.

Xiao Chencai slowly came to the Treasure Pavilion.

Ge Changfeng was not here today, so he still sold 113 spirit stones.

However, this time, Xiao Chen added seven spirit stones and bought twenty spiritual herbs at once. If it weren't for the inconvenience of storing too much, he would have bought more. Because the New Year was approaching, the market would not open until at least the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

The Lihuo Sect attaches great importance to the New Year. In the past few years, even the menial disciples did not need to work from the 29th to the 15th of the twelfth lunar month.

Then, as usual, he bought a bottle of Qi Gathering Pill. It was on sale during the New Year, so the price was one spirit stone cheaper.

Afterwards, I visited a few newly opened shops and took in the Quanzhou style. It was not until dusk that I left the market and returned to the sect.

From Fangshi to Lihuomen, you need to turn three corners and cross a small river. The total length is about one hundred miles.

For a monk, this distance is not very far.

But after walking for a while, Xiao Chen frowned slightly. The cold wind blew and the surroundings were so quiet that he could hear his heartbeat.

A thin figure stood in front of the small bridge ahead, with his face covered and emitting the aura of a mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator, holding a flying sword in his hand.

At the same time, a burst of intense running sounds came from behind, and another fat masked man caught up, revealing the aura of a late Qi Refining stage.

Xiao Chen pinched the earth shield technique in his hand and secretly used magic power to activate the robe on his body.

The sect robes that every inner disciple has are not just for show, but genuine defensive robes with two layers of golden light to protect the body.

I looked back and although the person behind me had his face covered, judging from his figure, he was the stall owner who sold alcohol during the day.

Xiao Chen smacked his lips. "Tsk, you two Daoists are waiting here, braving the cold weather. Could it be that you're waiting for me?"

The stall owner deliberately lowered his voice and bowed, saying, "Fellow Daoist, I am honored to meet you. The New Year is coming soon, and my brother and I are short of food and clothing. We would like to borrow some spirit stones from you."

Good guy, quite polite. Xiao Chen even laughed: "This is the first time I've seen such a way of borrowing money."

The thin female cultivator in front of him scolded, "Stop talking nonsense. If you know what's good for you, you'll be spared. If you dare to say no, I'll kill you without burying you."

Xiao Chen looked at her: "I just want to ask one question, is the wine real?"

The female cultivator replied impatiently, "Are you stupid? If I had real Yingyue wine, why would I need to borrow money from you?"

Suddenly Xiao Chen lifted his cloak and threw a gem upwards, and immediately a golden light burst out.

It instantly illuminated the surroundings, so bright that it pierced people's eyes.

Then he released a stream of green wood spiritual energy from his left hand, which transformed into a green wood god general blocking the rear. He swung the Changqing sword with his right hand, and it transformed into a ray of sword light, slashing towards the female cultivator in front.

Of course, the Changqing Sword is just a cover. Xiao Chen’s killer move is still the most common but most useful fireball.

"Ding!"

Sparks flew everywhere, and the Changqing Sword was blocked as expected, but then the female cultivator felt a pain in her chest, and a fireball exploded on the spot.

Her robe was torn apart directly, and the black cloth on her face was blown away, revealing a beautiful face.

The next moment, a ball of golden light fell from the top of his head, like a bursting watermelon.

"Little sister!" The stall owner's heart-wrenching cry came from behind.

Then he started cursing: "You actually killed a woman, are you still a man? I will kill you and avenge my little sister."

As he spoke, he actually waved out a talisman, which turned into several vines that entangled the Qingmu God General and then rushed towards Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen said nothing, grabbed the Changqing Sword with his right hand, and pointed with his left hand: "Go!"

The golden bead immediately turned into a stream of light again and rushed towards the stall owner.

The stall owner immediately took out another talisman from his arms, and in an instant a python appeared, swallowing the golden bead in one gulp.

But because of this delay, Xiao Chen's Changqing Sword came again and cut through the earth shield surrounding him.

The stall owner threw out the flying sword in his hand to block the Changqing Sword.

Then he rushed forward a few steps, opened his mouth and spat out a stream of blood, shooting it at Xiao Chen: "You beast, die!"

However, before the blood arrow hit, another seemingly ordinary fireball directly evaporated all the blood arrows, and the residual power did not diminish, piercing the stall owner's heart.

"How come your fireball technique..."

The stall owner took a deep breath before falling straight to the ground.

He fired another fireball to examine the body and confirm that the battle was over.

Xiao Chen finally had the energy to complain: "With your IQ, don't try to rob others like this."

The female cultivator just now was only in the middle stage of Qi Refining, and was obviously easier to deal with.

Then he must pick the soft persimmon first and break through from the weak side. Who cares whether she is a man or a woman? Xiao Chen doesn't care anyway.

He picked up the two people's flying swords and the forty-two spirit stones that fell to the ground from his arms.

Xiao Chen discovered that the stall owner was actually carrying a storage bag.

There are restrictions on the storage bag, and it takes time to refine it before it can be opened.

So, after hastily handling the scene.

Xiao Chen jogged all the way back to Bishui Peak quickly and began to refine the new storage bag.

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