I Have Infinite Superpowers

Chuhe and Meng Junyao walked to the front of Zuixiang Tower.

Meng Junyao glanced at the restaurant, and said softly to Chuhe, "Master, the smell of wine just now should come from this restaurant."

Well, Chuhe nodded slightly when he heard the words. He and Meng Junyao smelled a strong aroma of wine from a long distance away, which instantly aroused their interest, so they walked all the way here.

It can be seen that there are people coming and going in Zuixianglou, and they all seem to be extraordinary people.

Seeing this, Chu He stepped into the restaurant with Meng Junyao in his arms with a trace of curiosity. He was really curious about what kind of wine it was, and the aroma alone made him unable to resist going there.

At this time, a waiter came over and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, the two guest officers, the third floor is already full, please come earlier next time!"

All three floors are full? Chu He frowned, and said in a deep voice, "I just saw from the outside just now, doesn't your restaurant have four floors?"

Seeing Chuhe's extraordinary temperament, the waiter in the shop knew that he was not an ordinary person, so he patiently explained: "You don't know about this guest officer, we ordinary people on the fourth floor of Zuixiang Building can't drink there!"

Chuhe laughed when he heard the words: "Coincidentally, this emperor is not an ordinary person, but an ordinary person, so this emperor should be able to go up to the fourth floor."

Ordinary people? The monks around shook their heads, thinking, I don’t know what to say, even the half-step holy master can only stay on the first three floors, and the fourth floor is where the holy master stays, and they heard that the consumption of the fourth floor is extremely high, even the holy master can only stay on the first three floors. The Lord will hurt.

Although they secretly scolded Chuhe for not knowing the heights of heaven and earth, they didn't open their mouths. After all, Chuhe still looks a little special, and if offended, he might get into trouble.

Uh, the waiter showed a helpless look on his face: "Guest officer, this is your first time in Chu City. On the fourth floor of our Zuixiang Building, only the Lord can go up, so you two should come early next time!"

Chuhe smiled when he heard what the shop waiter said, and said, "Jun Yao!"

"Yes, master," Meng Junyao nodded understandingly, and then exuded the breath that belonged to the Holy Master.

As soon as this breath appeared, the monks who were drinking happily on the first floor looked at this side in surprise. They did not expect that Meng Junyao was actually the Holy Master, no wonder it gave people a sense of inviolability.

Xin Hao didn't speak sarcasm just now, and some monks secretly rejoiced that they knew that once they spoke just now, they would be finished. After all, even Meng Junyao, who is a holy master, is called the master of Chuhe. The strength and identity of Chuhe can be imagined. I don't know how terrible it is.

Now these people are thinking about the origin of Chu River.

This beautiful woman turned out to be the Holy Master. The waiter in the store dared to look directly at Meng Junyao, but now he hastily averted his eyes and said very respectfully: "You two adults, the younger one has eyes but no eyes, please forgive me!"

"It's okay." Chu He shook his head and said, "Take us to the fourth floor!"

The waiter in the shop shook his head when he heard the words, and said: "Master, you don't know, there is a barrier on the fourth floor of our Zuixiang Building, only the Holy Master can walk in, and the villain does not have such a blessing to step into the fourth floor. "

Is that so? Hearing this, Chu He nodded slightly, and said to Jun Yao, "Jun Yao, let's go!"

Well, Meng Junyao nodded, and said softly: "Master, don't you want to call the third princess and the others?"

"No," Chuhe shook his head, and said, "This meal is for the two of us!"

Well, there was a bright smile on Meng Junyao's delicate and beautiful face.

At this time, under the awe-inspiring eyes of many monks, Chu He walked towards the inside of Zuixiang Tower with Meng Junyao in his arms.

Seeing the disappearance of Chuhe and Meng Junyao, many monks showed envy on their faces. What kind of life is it to have a maid at the level of a holy master? They dare not even think about it.

Chuhe walked Meng Junyao all the way, and soon reached the stairs leading to the fourth floor.

It can be seen that there is indeed a barrier at the entrance of the stairs to the fourth floor.

Chu He glanced at the colorful barrier, and with a trace of curiosity, walked over with Meng Junyao in his arms.

When the bodies of Chuhe and Meng Junyao touched the colored barrier, a terrifying force suddenly appeared, trying to blow them away.

This power is terrifying, comparable to the Holy Lord, but for the current Chuhe, it is too ordinary.

With one thought, the ninety-nine super universes in Chuhe's body emitted terrifying devouring power one after another, swallowing that terrifying power instantly!

At this time, Chuhe and Meng Junyao stepped into the fourth floor safe and sound.

This scene surprised the monks on the third floor. They had also seen the Holy Lord step into the fourth floor. It was not as easy as Chuhe. Obviously, Chuhe's strength was much stronger than the average Holy Lord.

It's interesting. On the fourth floor, a white-haired old man looked at Chuhe who was walking up slowly, and a gleam flashed in his eyes. He was a little surprised by what Chuhe did just now.

Chu He glanced at the white-haired old man, and said lightly: "You won't be another checkpoint leading to the fourth floor, right?"

Hearing this, the white-haired old man was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "If you can pass that barrier, you are qualified to step into the fourth floor, there is no other test."

"That's good," Chu He walked up to the fourth floor at this time.

The layout of the fourth floor is very simple, just like the restaurants run by real mortals. There is even dust on the dining table, which makes Chuhe's expression a little weird. He thought the fourth floor was special, but after seeing it this way, it turned out to be so. It is ordinary, but in the ordinary, it reveals a trace of extraordinary.

The white-haired old man noticed the change in Chuhe's face, and said without explaining anything, "You two, what wine do you want to drink?"

Hearing this, Chuhe said lightly, "Of course it's the best wine here!"

Best wine? The white-haired old man took a deep look at Chuhe, nodded, and said, "You are indeed qualified to drink the holy wine from Zuixianglou. You two sit down first, and I will prepare it."

Well, Chu He nodded slightly, and took Meng Junyao directly to a table, waiting with some anticipation for the white-haired old man to bring the wine.

Seeing the white-haired old man leave, Meng Junyao couldn't help but say, "Master, this place is so weird, I've never seen such a weird place."

Hearing this, Chu He smiled, and said, "The owner of Zuixianglou should be an Ascendant, he probably used to run a restaurant."

Ascender? When Meng Junyao heard the words, a look of surprise appeared on her face: "I have heard about all kinds of legendary deeds of the Ascended, and I never thought that one day I would come to drink in a restaurant opened by them."

Hehe, Chuhe thought, this emperor is also an Ascendant, but he is not going to reveal this secret, after all, there is a Taoist who targets the Ascendants in the ruins of chaos, and he does not want to be hunted down by a Taoist.

While Chuhe was thinking this way, the white-haired old man appeared with a jar of fine wine and some food.

Hey, Chuhe smelled the aroma of wine and meat, and felt very hungry. This feeling has not appeared for a long time.

Meng Junyao's expression also changed a little at this time.

Chuhe knew that she should also feel hungry, so she looked at the food in surprise.

"Two, please take your time," the white-haired old man left the fourth floor after putting down the wine and food.

Chuhe didn't care where the white-haired old man went. With a thought, two bowls appeared.

At this time, Meng Junyao hurriedly opened the altar of wine and filled the two bowls: "Master, I have never wanted to drink so much. This wine should be very special. I don't know if there is any problem. Why don't I drink it first and have a look?" !"

"No need," Chuhe shook his head when he heard the words, and said, "This wine is indeed a bit special, but it's not dangerous, otherwise the emperor should be able to sense it."

With that said, Chuhe picked up the bowl of wine in front of him and took a big gulp.

As the wine entered, Chuhe felt that his soul was joyful and cheering, and all the cells in his body were also extremely excited, and his mouth was filled with the intoxicating aroma of wine.

This wine is too delicious! Chuhe has never had such a delicious wine, which makes him really want to get drunk.

Seeing Chuhe's excited look, Meng Junyao couldn't help but also took a sip of Shengdao wine.

Like Chuhe, Meng Junyao's cells and soul were happy, and she found that her holy soul had become stronger, although not much, but it was still stronger, which surprised her.

You know, it is very difficult for the holy master's holy soul to become stronger. Now that he has taken a sip of wine, it has this effect, and it is the kind of immediate effect, which is incredible.

At this time, Chuhe and Meng Junyao looked at each other, and they both drank the bowl of wine in one gulp.

After drinking this bowl of wine, Chuhe was okay, but Meng Junyao couldn't take it anymore, and she was intoxicated by the joy brought by this holy wine.

Chu He didn't bother Meng Junyao, picked up the wine jar, poured her a glass, and poured the rest into his mouth vigorously.

"Gulu Gulu!"

A jar of wine soon fell into Chuhe's stomach, causing him to lose consciousness instantly and fell on the dining table. He was drunk, really drunk. It is hard to imagine that there is wine that can make a holy master drunk .

But at this time, the white-haired old man appeared instantly, glanced at the empty wine jar, shook his head, and said, "The Taoist master can't stand drinking like this!"

Seeing that Chuhe was drunk, Meng Junyao looked at the white-haired old man with some vigilance: "What did you do? What happened to the master?"

The white-haired old man glanced at Meng Junyao, and was a little surprised: "With your qualifications, you are actually his slave?"

After undergoing a transformation of the world fruit, Meng Junyao's aptitude is indeed extraordinary, and she has a glimmer of hope to impact the realm of the Taoist master, which is why the white-haired old man was so surprised.

Meng Junyao frowned, the aura on her body came out invisible, and she said in a deep voice, "I'm asking you, what happened to Master?"

Seeing this, the white-haired old man shook his head, and said, "Little baby, you are not an old man's opponent, and your master is fine, he is just drunk, after a nap, he will wake up from a dream."

drunk? Meng Junyao had a look of disbelief: "The master's strength is so powerful, how could he be drunk!"

Seeing that Meng Junyao didn't believe it, the white-haired old man was not surprised: "A half-step Taoist came here before, and he drank a jar of holy wine like him, and ended up drunk for millions of years. Do you believe it?"

Meng Junyao felt that the white-haired old man didn't seem to be lying, so she bit her lip and said, "Master seems to have a lot of important things to do, and he can't sleep for so long, is there a way to wake him up?"

"No," the white-haired old man shook his head, and said, "Generally speaking, after drinking three glasses of Holy Dao wine, you will get drunk, then you will have a big dream, and you will wake up the next day. Of course, some stupid people, one hundred Even if you don’t wake up for a year, like your master who drank a bottle at once, no matter how evil he is, he won’t be able to wake up after tens of thousands of years, and this is a good fortune, so it’s a pity to wake up!”

good fortune? When Meng Junyao heard the words, curiosity appeared on her face: "What good fortune?"

The white-haired old man glanced at Meng Junyao, pondered for a while, and said: "I see that you have good qualifications, so I will tell you! This holy wine is the supreme wine left by the master. It is extremely precious, and it is only given to you if you are destined." People drink it, and after drinking it, they will have a big dream, and experience all kinds of life in the dream, this is a supreme opportunity."

The white-haired old man is indeed not lying. His master brewed the holy way wine with countless extremely expensive materials. If these materials are spread randomly, it will cause a bloodbath in the endless space. So many precious materials are brewed together. Even the Taoist will feel sorry for it.

No chance? Meng Junyao glanced at the wine in front of her, bit her lips, but still didn't drink it. If she was also drunk, she wondered if the white-haired old man would be detrimental to her master and herself.

The white-haired old man seemed to know what Meng Junyao was thinking, and said lightly: "This is a great opportunity. Even if an ordinary holy master comes to this fourth floor, he is not qualified to drink this wine. Cherish it!"

If it weren't for Meng Junyao's aptitude too high, the white-haired old man wouldn't be bothered to let her drink or not. He didn't want such a proud girl to miss such a peerless opportunity.

Although Meng Junyao didn't feel the white-haired old man's malice, she still shook her head and said firmly, "I will wait for the master to wake up!"

You little baby, the white-haired old man shook his head and said, "Why bother? Is this little guy worth it?"

"It's worth it," Meng Junyao nodded, looking at the sleeping Chuhe: "Everything I have is given by the master. Without him, I am just an ordinary monk now!"

So it turned out that the white-haired old man suddenly realized that he saw a trace of himself from Meng Junyao, all of this was given by his master, without his appearance, he would have died in the hands of endless zombies long ago.

Thinking of his own past, the white-haired old man couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Little baby, I see that you and I have some fate, why not be my apprentice, and I can teach you everything I have learned from my master."

"Thank you for your kindness," Meng Junyao shook her head and refused, "I want to follow my master and serve him for the rest of my life."

Seeing this, the white-haired old man seemed to have guessed it a long time ago, and he didn't force it: "In that case, then you should take good care of your master! This old man is going to sleep!"

Being reminded of the past, the white-haired old man couldn't help but recall it, and disappeared instantly.

It's amazing, Meng Junyao saw that the white-haired old man disappeared out of thin air without feeling the slightest fluctuation, with a look of surprise on her face, she felt that if the white-haired old man made a move against her, she might not be able to catch a single move.