However, in order to avoid frequent trips, he proposed to take away the wine for some days to come.
In this regard, Ye Sanniang rejected his request, and said that only by paying an extra part of the spirit crystal can he receive it in advance.
In desperation, Su Mo only received a month’s worth of wine after paying an extra 500,000 high-grade spirit crystals.
“It’s all a trick!”
On the way back to the courtyard, Su Mo shook his head secretly. He could only take one altar a day, and it was a shame.
After all, the warriors living here are all high-level warriors, and a retreat will last for several months. Who would go out every day?
Therefore, this rule is obviously to deceive people and make them pay more for spirit crystals.
After returning to the room in the courtyard, Su Mo continued to practice.
Ten days later, the “Sacred Art of Cracking the Sky” reached the second level as he wished, and he began to practice the “Sacred Picture of Sunflower Water” with water attributes.
Time flies by like a white horse, in the practice of cultivation, the time of a month has passed quickly.
Su Mo left the courtyard again, went to get another month’s worth of Sanniang wine, and continued to practice.
In this way, time flies, and more than three months have passed, and he has taken Sanniang wine three times in total.
On this day, while he was practicing, there was a knock on the door outside the courtyard.
After Su Mo finished his practice, he opened the gate of the courtyard. There was a young woman standing outside the gate. She was one of the young women who were at the counter with Ye Sanniang last time.
“Tomorrow morning, Sanniang will be on the second floor of the palace and explain the situation of the Forbidden Land of Dreams to all the guests!” the young woman looked at Su Mo and said in a deep voice.
“Well, I will go tomorrow!” Su Mo nodded.
Afterwards, the young woman left without saying a word, and went to notify all the guests one by one.
Su Mo returned to his room and continued to practice.
In the early morning of the next day, just as the sky was bright, he left the courtyard and walked towards the central palace.
After more than three months of practice, his four attributes of gold, wood, water and fire have reached the second level, and only the earth attribute is slightly inferior.
However, there is still more than a month before the tidal period, and he has plenty of time. He only needs half a month to cultivate the earth attribute exercises to the second level.
Not long after, Su Mo came to the palace again, but this time Sanniang Ye was not at the counter, only the two young women.
There are stairs leading to the second floor in the palace. Two servants stood at the top of the stairs. When they saw Su Mo coming, they immediately directed them, “My lord, please go up to the second floor!”
Su Mo nodded and walked straight up to the second floor.
The second floor is an empty space, very spacious, with rows of seats wrapped in animal skins, more than a hundred of them.
Because it is still early at this moment, there are not many guests here, only eight people, seven young warriors and one middle-aged warrior.
But without a single exception, each of them is a martial saint, six of them are early martial saints, and two are mid-stage martial saints.
Su Mo glanced at several people, then found a seat and sat down.
Several martial sages sized up Su Mo, and seeing that he was only at the Martial Venerable Realm, they stopped paying attention.
Su Mo waited quietly. People came from time to time. More and more people gathered here, and soon there were more than 30 people gathered here, and there was an endless stream.
“Brother Zhang, don’t come here for more than ten years without any harm!”
“Hey, I didn’t expect you to come too!”
“That’s right, the Menggu Tide happens once every fifty years, you can’t miss it!”
There are strong people who are familiar with each other, sitting together, chatting and reminiscing about the past.
“All of them are Martial Saints!” Su Mo glanced at everyone and sighed inwardly. Except for him, all of them were Martial Saints.
tread! tread! tread!
At this time, footsteps sounded again on the stairs, and two young figures strode up.
“Huh?” Su Mo turned his head and looked, startled. Among the two people, one was Gao Haoran, and the other was Fan Yunsheng.
Gao Haoran came here, he knew it, but he didn’t expect Fan Yunsheng to come here, and the two of them walked so close.
Then Su Mo turned his gaze. If he had the chance, he wouldn’t mind taking care of Fan Yunsheng, but it’s not suitable for him right now.