What is a strong person?
Are cultivators strong?
For mortals, completely yes. However, amongst cultivators, it was not necessarily so, as cultivators were divided into several realms.
Can a Dao realm cultivator be a strong person?
For mortals and even those with Mortal Realm cultivation, it can be considered. However, the Dao Realm is divided into nine levels, what kind of level can be reached to be a strong person?
Extreme realm cultivation was already a legend!
Even if there is someone who can exert the strength of the Extreme Realm, it is also with the help of other things. For example, the Dragon Emperor, with the help of the dragon treasure, can temporarily have the strength of the extreme realm.
The Nine Turns Dao Realm, for the earth, was only attainable by a handful of people. There were even more at the eighth turn dao realm, but how much more could there be? In that case, could a fifth-turn Dao Realm be considered strong?
This is not conclusive, but at least at the moment, has Ao Fan's eyes to see, five turns of the Dao realm can still be a strong man.
What is the purpose of such a strong person coming to the small Freezing Mist Town?
If he was visiting the Nine Swords Sect, he could have gone directly to the Sword Dao Mountain and entered the Nine Swords Sect's sect, instead of staying in this small town that, although superficially prosperous, had at most only Dao Realm cultivators.
This person must have his own purpose, but Ao Fan did not want to guess, also think that it has nothing to do with himself. He closed the wooden window and returned to **, continuing to fantasise in his mind, improving the first six of the Seven Styles of Blood Battle.
A floating light-like silhouette continued to flash in his mind, interpreting the moves. He sank into it once again under this feeling. Until darkness came.
As the night darkened hazily, the room was very dim, with only a shallow sliver of moonlight shining through the window. At this time, Ao Fan suddenly woke up, not woken up by the noise, nor external interference, he just naturally woke up, even he himself do not know why.
When he woke up, all the fantasies in his mind disappeared. In front of his eyes, there was only darkness, and he could barely see his fingers.
Taking off the red gourd that had been hanging on his waist, Ao Fan unscrewed the gourd's bottle and poured it into his mouth. As a result, there were only three or two drops of undried liquor that fell and wet his lips.
As it turned out, without realising it, a gourd of wine had long been finished!
Shaking the gourd, Ao Fan looked towards the wooden window, as if his eyes could see through the window to the opposite side of the wine pavilion that still flourished at night.
Perhaps, it is time to go and have a look!
Ao Fan secretly thought, got up and walked out of the guest room.
When he saw Ao Fan, the shopkeeper muttered softly, "Worthy of being a high ranking person, after so many days of not eating or drinking, he is actually still in high spirits."
Ao Fan walked out of the inn, stepping over the dry leaves that covered the ground, making a rustling sound. He quickly arrived outside the wine pavilion, and after a pause, he walked inside.
As soon as he entered the wine pavilion, there was a clear fragrance coming from it. It wasn't the scent of flowers and plants, but the flavour of wine. The aroma of beautiful wine filled the wine pavilion, invigorating one's spirit upon smelling it.
Inside the wine pavilion, several crystal-like pearls were hanging everywhere, emitting a bright light. On both the left and right sides, there was a counter that corresponded to spirits and sake respectively. Behind each of the two counters, there was a Nine Swords Sect disciple guarding the counter, their cultivation was only at the Mortal Realm, and they were women, with a very clear appearance.
Behind the two female disciples of the Nine Swords Sect, there is also a door. What was behind the door, Ao Fan would not have known, but there were too many people talking about the topic of the Wine Pavilion. The words spoken by a person who casually walked past him let him know that behind the two doors were the places where two types of fine wine were produced.
After he asked the woman on his right for sake, he headed ahead. There was an even bigger door there, and behind it was a place for those who came to drink.
After walking through it, there was an extremely large hall, only to see hundreds of tables and chairs arranged in front of him, with ancient colours and a faint fragrance. There were very many tables and chairs, but they were nearly full, so it could be seen how many people came here to drink.
At a glance, the drinkers came in all shapes and sizes, all different, and there were quite a few people talking about it, it was very lively and there was a lingering clamour. Among them, there were those who drank strong wine, their faces red from the wine, but their faces were contented. There were also those who drank clear wine, with an intoxicated look on their faces, quietly savouring it.
In addition to the entrance to the hall, there was also a passageway on the left and right that led to the place where the wine was produced. The wine needed by the visitors was delivered from the two passages. Similarly, by entering the two passages, one could reach the place where the wine was produced. However, no one dares to enter the two passages without permission. There was once someone who boldly entered, but was crippled by the disciples of the Nine Swords Sect at the end of the passageway, and his life was ruined, so that all comers remembered the lesson.
Ao Fan found a seat in the corner, where the table was occupied by only one person, drinking clear wine. He could just as well sit at the other end. As for tables where no one was sitting, there was absolutely nothing here.
Not long after he sat down, a disciple of the Nine Swords Sect came and served him the sake he needed, three jars of it!
Slapping open the sealing clay, Ao Fan poured the wine into the glazed wine cup that the Nine Swords Sect disciple had brought along. The wine cup was colourless, but the wine had a colour. The deep blue liquor slowly fell into the cup, making it seem as if the cup had also turned blue.
Pouring a cup full, Ao Fan picked it up and gently drank it, and the deep blue liquor instantly fell into his throat. A lubricating sensation, accompanied by a refreshingly sweet flavour, almost sank into Ao Fan's bones, making him nearly unable to extricate himself!
In the end, when the cup of wine was finished, he had to sigh, this kind of wine created by the Nine Swords Sect really did have its own unique and delicious flavour, and even he couldn't help but be attracted to it!
With a slight praise, he once again poured the wine and drank it!
Time, then, passed in such a relaxed process. For the first time, Ao Fan felt this relaxed, and before he knew it, it was already late at night.
The autumn night was colder than usual. The cold wind seemed to be able to pass through the walls and enter the hall, making Ao Fan feel slightly cold.
Is it his body that is cold, or is it his heart?
Slightly stunned, the last drop of wine has finished. Ao Fan's drunken eyes were hazy, he exhaled a breath and was about to get up and leave.
"This brother, wait!" At this time, the blue-clothed man sitting opposite Ao Fan opened his mouth and left him behind.
One could only see that this man had a young appearance and fair skin, which was actually much better than many women's skin. Underneath his light eyebrows were a pair of very bright eyes that seemed to reveal a divine light. Although this person was plain looking, he had a hidden flamboyant aura that could not be concealed in any way, so it was evident that he was not an ordinary person.
Ao Fan did not leave when he saw this, but spoke out and asked, "What is it?"
"It's no big deal." The young man said with a playful smile, "My name is Gu Qingfeng, it's just that as soon as I saw you, I felt that you and I have a destiny, so I want to get to know you, I don't know if you are willing to do so?"
Ao Fan smiled, his slightly drunken eyes looked at Gu Qingfeng, flickered slightly, moved his lips lightly and said, "My name is Ao Fan!"