"There are also this Wanling Bamboo Shoot. The Wanling Bamboo only reproduces once every ten thousand years. It is a good material for refining medicines and making tools. The bamboo shoots that grow contain essence and can nourish the soul of the Taoist body and soul of the monks."

"By the way, the golden-scaled dragon and tiger fish here are also treasures."

Qin Xue seemed to have a lot of research on this aspect and introduced a lot in one breath.

Qin Cheng was not polite either. He picked up the Wannian bamboo shoot and ate a piece, which felt that it was of great benefit to his body.

Then, Qin Cheng was not polite anymore and tried one by one.

And just as the two of them were talking, the banquet officially began.

"Dear fellow Taoists, I am Han Sen, I am treating you all today to resolve some of the previous misunderstandings. Thank you for giving me face to Han."

Deep in the attic, Han Sen walked out with a smile on his face.

He is quite demeanor and looks like a kind and kind monk.

He began to say some polite words to the monks first.

Then, Han Sen changed his mind and began to emphasize that there was no conflict between him and Gyeongju.

The previous rumors about Qincheng and the changes in the price of the Immortal Grass and Immortal Pills of Medicine King Baoge were not done by him.

For this, Han Sen even specially launched a scapegoat tied up, which made him take the blame.

Han Sen's statement also proved that the rumors were indeed false. From then on, even the most stubborn Qingzhou monks would not continue to believe the rumors.

However, Qin Cheng didn't care about this at all.

What I am more interested in is the various fairy banquets and delicacies and spiritual wines placed on the table.

These things are useless if they don’t eat them. Anyway, Han Sen came to pay for them. As Qin Xue introduced them, he followed them to swallow them voraciously.

After trying it again, I found that the Silver Dragon Spirit Wine and Wanling Bamboo Shoots were effective, so Qin Cheng simply ate all the Ling Wine and Wanling Bamboo Shoots.

On the side, President Qingyun, Clan Chief Li and others were already stunned by the actions of Qin Cheng and Qin Xue.

After all, we are powerful people in the Tribulation Realm. In the eyes of mortals, we are also people who are known as immortals. Two fellow Daoist Qin, are you really okay if you just ignore your image?

After all, you two are the genius medicine practitioners who have become famous recently in Qingzhou. The fairy pills are sold very well, and the other is the master of Xingchen Pavilion. Now they are like beggars who have been hungry for three days and haven’t eaten.

Su Wan, who was beside Qin Cheng, smiled helplessly.

She knew Qin Cheng's personality and didn't mind Qin Cheng's performance like this, let alone dissuading anything.

Even when seeing Qincheng eating constantly, Su Wan would even fill her wine with thoughtfulness.

So, a rather strange scene appeared in the entire hall at this time.

Most places are quite quiet. Except for Han Sen talking loudly, there are also a few specially invited monks to help, who are smiling and echoing, but there is no sound.

On the other side, there were only the sound of Qin Cheng and Qin Xue eating, drinking and chewing.

All the guests in the hall were a little confused.

If it weren't for someone's introduction, who would have believed that this was the famous Qincheng.

On the stage, water was almost dripping from Han Sen's heart.

Qin Cheng did this without giving him face at all.

But I knew what I was asking Qin Cheng to do, so I couldn't get it out, let alone drive Qin Cheng away.

"Hey, that Elder Qiu, do you have Silver Dragon Spirit Wine? Let me have another jar of it."

The wine pot was soon empty, and Qin Cheng raised his hand and shouted without any scruples.


Chapter completed!