During the ninety years of staying on the eighteenth mountain, although Zhuo Wen spent most of his time cultivating and consolidating his realm, Liao Si would occasionally take him out for fun.

And I don't know if it was intentional, sometimes Liao Si would take Zhuowen to other mountains to find other mountain gods.

It is for this reason that Zhuo Wen is quite familiar with the rest of the mountain gods.

Of the eighteen mountains in the upper realm, except for the first mountain god, Zhuo Wen has more or less met the other seventeen.

However, the ones I am most familiar with should be Mies and Lius, the mountain gods of the 17th and 16th mountains.

The reason why he is most familiar with these two mountain gods is that Liao Si has the strongest relationship with these two mountain gods.

Liao Si often preached Zhuowen's things in front of these two mountain gods, and Liao Si often took Zhuowen to visit these two mountains. Over time, he naturally became acquainted.

Sitting on the stone table in the center of the pavilion, Zhuo Wen found that under the stone table there was already a half-person-high wine jar, and on the stone table were also four large bowls the size of two palms.

The eighteen mountains are all powerful sacred bodies, whose physique is far superior to that of ordinary saint warriors. Their favorite thing is to eat meat and drink in big bowls, which is sour and refreshing.

When Zhuowen drank like this with Liao Si for the first time, he wasn't quite used to it, but he got used to it over time.

After all, Zhuo Wen also possessed a small holy body and possessed the power of several laws. When it came to drinking, he was no less than Liao Si.

The two sat facing each other, and after a short while, two figures swept across the distant sky and landed on the pavilion.

"Haha, Liao Si, Zhuowen, long time no see!"

One of them, a middle-aged man with long hair loose and three red stripes drawn on his forehead, walked slowly, walked to the middle position between Zhuowen and Liao Si with great enthusiasm, and sat down on the seat.

"Senior Mies!"

Zhuo Wen stood up, cupped his hands slightly and smiled.

The middle-aged man in front of him is the sixteenth mountain god girl, with a perverse personality and unrestrained personality. When seeing Miss Zhuowen, he can always think of Lu Hantian back then, so Zhuowen has a good impression of this girl.

"Boy Zhuowen, don't be so polite, what is the relationship between us, hehe!"

Mies waved her hand, then pointed to Liu Si who came with him and said: "I said Liu Si, you have a cold face every day, a zombie face, do you really think it's cool? You know I don't know, are you so stupid?"

The man Mies was referring to was in his thirties, dressed in black, slender, with a broad-edged stone sword on his back, with a cold face and never smiled.

This man is the seventeenth mountain god Liu Si, a guy with a cold heart and a warm heart. He has a very close relationship with Miss and Liao Si.

"duel!"

Liu Si still had a cold face, and with a twitch of his right hand, he pulled out the stone sword behind his back, stared at Miss and said coldly.

"Hey, my little ancestor, I'm dueling your size. Today is drinking, not dueling, calm down."

The moment Liu Si pulled out the stone sword, Miss immediately faltered, and hurried to Liu Si's side, very politely put Liu Si's stone sword back on his back, and pulled him into the seat next to him.

"Senior Liu Si!" Zhuo Wen said to Liu Si with a smile.

Liu Si nodded, still with a cold face, Zhuowen didn't care about Liu Si's indifferent attitude, because Liu Si had such an expression for everyone, including Liao Si and Mies.

"Come here, let's drink first. I brewed these ten cylinders of wine thousands of years ago. It's very strong. Don't be too polite. Let's drink together."

Liao Si smiled, and took a jar of wine from under the stone table, uncorked the bottle, and immediately a strong aroma of wine came to his nostrils, refreshing.

"Good wine!"

Zhuowen and Miss couldn't help but speak in unison.

Even the cold-faced Liu Si showed a strange look in his eyes, and his nose twitched, as if he was savoring the aroma of the wine.

"Of course, this is brewed by me, Liao Si. How could it not be delicious?" Liao Si laughed.

Zhuowen, Mies and Lius couldn't help giving Liao Si a thumbs up, and they were not stingy with their praise.

Liao Si was full of complacency, and then filled the four big bowls on the table with wine.

The wine turned pink, Zhuo Wen picked up the big bowl, took a sip, his eyes were slightly condensed, he just felt a sweetness spread from his mouth to his throat, and finally penetrated into his internal organs, as if washing the filth all over his body, making him The meridians all over the body are glowing with new life.

"This wine actually has such a good effect on the body?"

Zhuo Wen's eyes showed surprise, this wine not only tastes sweet, but its effect is even more powerful, it actually has a powerful effect of tempering the body, which makes Zhuo Wen very pleasantly surprised.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen drank all the wine in the big bowl in one gulp, his face flushed and he felt good.

"A millennium-old wine is really extraordinary. Liao Si, you really paid a lot of money this time, and you are willing to take out such a good wine." JrNovels.com