I'm picking up waste in fairyland

Chapter 61 Oops
"Brother, you just woke up!" Sui Guan kindly reminded.

Dan Yao waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, I'll drink less this time!"

"Well, that's what you said!"

After all, Sui Guan put the remaining half bottle of Jiujin in Danyang's hands.

With the lessons learned from the past, the elixir was not so heroic when he drank it this time. He took a sip from the bottle, followed the beginning and clicked his mouth, and the aftertaste began.

After recollecting it, he wondered, "Why is this wine so bitter, and it's too strong?"

"Brother doesn't like it?" Sui Guan asked cautiously.

"I like it, why don't I like it! It just so happens that I have an old friend who claims to never get drunk after a thousand cups, so I have to let him see it this time!"

Danyang said proudly, then picked up the bottle of wine, pressed Sui Guan's shoulder, and rushed away.

Seeing this, Qiuying in the mountains also followed closely.

In front of a powerful venerable like Danyang, Sui Guan is like a chicken, held in the hands of the other party, unable to resist.

After eating a stomach full of cold wind, he finally arrived at Danyang Cave Mansion.

After landing, Sui Guan rubbed his stomach and asked, "Brother, what does your friend do?"

"What else can I do, I'm just a down and out poet!"

Danyang explained calmly, then pulled up the sleeves of Sui Guan, and walked towards the inside of the cave.

The two had just entered when they heard a voice full of aura coming from the depths of the cave.

"Danyang, it's been a long time this time, could it be that you're afraid of me waiting for you?"

Danyang smiled proudly: "Hehe, Mu Chen! I will be afraid of you?"

Sui Guan looked into the depths, and found that there were really a few immortal people in front of him, and they really looked at this side motionlessly.

Among them, the person Danyang calls Mu Chen looks like a person who is floating in the dust.

With long black hair hanging loose, and two slender beards at the corners of his mouth, he looks like a fairy.

Just as Sui Guan was sizing up Mu Chen, the other party said: "Since you are not afraid, why did you avoid the battle for so long?"

At this moment, someone interjected: "Haha, I'm waiting for the battle against Brother Mu and Brother Dan. I've been waiting for a long time!"

"Originally, there was a shortage of wine and water in the Immortal Realm, so it was useless to want to watch the battle, but today is different, since Brother Danyang accidentally found a wine cellar, when should we wait?"

Hearing this, Danyang was immediately in high spirits, patted Sui Guan's shoulder heavily, and laughed loudly:

"Haha, you old drunkards say you are here to watch the game, but in fact you just want to come to my place to drink. My brother is here today, so everyone will get drunk and never come back!"

When Muchen and others heard this, they were all stunned.

"Oh, is this the fellow Taoist who gave you wine that day?"

Fellow?

Hearing this title, Sui Guan felt a little funny in his heart.

But he was still a little proud of being called a fellow daoist by these bigwigs.

"It's right here!" Sui Guan clasped his fists and said.

In an instant, a figure appeared in front of Sui Guan.

Taking a closer look, it was indeed Mu Chen.

This sudden scene made Sui Guan back away again and again in fright, Mu Chen's speed was too fast, so fast that Sui Guan couldn't even notice it.

"Do you still have grape wine in your hand?" Muchen looked at Sui Guan expectantly.

"Still... still!" Sui Guan nodded.

Mu Chen was overjoyed when he heard the words, and quickly said: "A high-grade spirit sword, a bottle of grape wine!"

Sui Guan looked at the other party with some puzzlement: "Up... top-grade spirit sword?"

"Not bad!"

Mu Chen stretched out his hand and shook it, and the sword with a cold light floated beside him.

"This sword, named Qiushui, is the sword I used before my ascension. Although it is useless, it is still a beloved thing. Can I trade it for wine, fellow Taoist?"

Sui Guan was still comprehending Muchen's docile words, but his brother Danyang on the side was already winking at him, wishing he could help him accept the spiritual sword.

"Gentlemen don't take what others like! Our generation is also a drinker, so don't talk about the exchange!"

While Sui Guan was talking politely, he handed the red wine he had just taken out of the storage bag to Mu Chen.

Although this spirit sword is good, it is of course not as good as the favor of bosses like Mu Chen. Sui Guan naturally knows how to choose with the business mind of putting a long line to catch big fish.

Muchen stared straight at the bottle handed over by Sui Guan, a little afraid to say: "You really want to give it to me?"

"Of course!" Sui Guan nodded.

After confirming again and again, Mu Chen grasped the wine bottle with his trembling hands deep inside, his eyes were already burning hot.

"Haha, what Fellow Daoist Mu has been longing for, finally got it!"

The rest of the immortals stroked their beards and praised one by one.

Danyang also smiled with pain on his face: "I just said that my brother is a kind person, now you old guys have seen it!"

Everyone echoed: "Very good, very good!"

This drink, Sui Guan can be said to have drank until the night fell.

Although his head was dizzy, he was very happy in his heart.

After all, during the banquet, those bigwigs were very kind to him.

Especially Mu Chen, who wanted to give the high-grade spirit sword in his hand to Sui Guan several times, but was rejected.

Finally, in desperation, he stuffed a middle-grade spirit sword to Sui Guan with a strong attitude.

The kindness is hard to turn down, so it is naturally not easy for the Sui Guan to refuse here.

It just so happened that he didn't have a weapon in his hand right now, and it was better to have a spirit sword by his side than bare hands.

After the old friends who were fighting for wine left, Danyang supported the table, hiccupped, and said to Sui Guan:

"Brother, those old bastards just now are not inferior to me in cultivation, especially that Mu Chen, who is as fast as a sword in his hand, and is also a well-known sword fairy in our Dual Origin Immortal Realm!"

Hearing this, Sui Guan felt less drunk, and asked: "Is he a craftsman?"

After pondering for a while, Danyang replied: "You can be regarded as half a craftsman!"

"Half?" Sui Guan was a little at a loss.

Yes means it, no means no, what does this half mean?
"I said that for a reason!"

Danyang paused, and explained: "An ordinary craftsman can forge any kind of weapon, but Mu Chen is different. He is only obsessed with swords, so he can only refine spirit swords!"

In the Dual Element Immortal Realm, although craftsmen are not common, they are not in the minority.

However, weapon refiners are also divided into three, six or nine levels. As for the criteria for distinguishing them, they are judged by the grade of the weapon.

However, due to the lack of materials, it has been exhausted, and the top forging masters in the Dual Element Immortal Realm can only forge lower-level spiritual weapons of the Holy Grade.

In the Heavenly Court, spirits are divided into three levels.

They are Fan, Sheng, and God respectively.

(End of this chapter)