Chapter 1439 Singing to Wine!

These words made Qi Zhongdao's eyelashes covered with ice crystals tremble, and pieces of ice shells were cracked on his wooden face.

The beggar Ba Xiaoyu blushed a little, scratched his ears and scratched his cheeks and said: "Yes, yes, it is the beggar Meng Lang, friend Qi, beggars like to talk nonsense the most, don't forget to take it to heart! Beggars know that they hang out with those birds all day long, Looking at their smiling faces, but not being able to punch them, it is indeed a very tormenting thing! Back then, beggars just couldn’t bear to deal with these birds and people all day, double-faced and double-decker, so they didn’t even want their own sect. A casual cultivator, wandering around in the market, crying when you want, laughing when you want, eating when you want, sleeping when you want, this is the joy!"

Before Qi Zhongdao responded, Master Kuchan said first: "You can ignore your own sect, but Master Qi can't ignore Taixuan Dao, and you can't ignore this crumbling cultivation world."

"Although the current cultivation world is full of smog, intrigue, and disunity, there are still a few superficial rules that are maintained. At least on the table, everyone is still in harmony and defends the righteous way together. If anyone dares to risk the world's evil, he will fight openly to annex other people. Sects, doing evil in an open and aboveboard way, just like the Tiger Roaring Hall and the Heisha Sect, are demons and heretics, and they will be mobbed and attacked!"

"If even this superficial order is gone, and the cultivation world is completely disintegrated, and once again falls into an era of lawless wars like a primitive jungle, how many people will suffer!"

"Xing, the people suffer, death, the people suffer, but in comparison, when the world is in chaos, the people suffer more, or how to put it, I would rather be a dog of peace than a disorderly person!"

"The building is about to fall, and the single tree is hard to support. Don't benefactor Qi know that he knows that he can't do it? If he really cherishes his feathers and seeks fame, why should he stand out again and again, and be this thankless "leader" again and again?" , but four words, 'do your best'!"

Ba Xiaoyu, the beggar, was moved. Looking left and right, he found that the water ladle used as a sea bowl was used up. He wiped the ladle he had just used with his clothes three times carefully, poured a full ladle full of wine, and held it in both hands. He said, handing it over respectfully, and said: "Fellow Daoist Qi, in the past few decades, although we have been collectively called the 'Three Sages of Dagan' by people in the cultivation world, we are all in different places. , you are the leader of your comprehension world, and there is not much intersection!"

"After tonight, maybe we can be friends!"

Qi Zhongdao didn't say a word, quietly listening to Master Kuchan's words, looking at the wine brought by the beggar Ba Xiaoyu, his eyes suddenly turned red, he took the wine with both hands, and drank it down, from the throat to the chest and abdomen. Suddenly, there was a thunderous "grunt" sound.

"Good wine, is there any more?"

His voice was like rusty gears being soaked away by lubricating oil.

"Yes, yes!"

Ba Xiaoyu, the beggar, clapped his hands and laughed, "It's really not there, at worst, the beggar will go back to the city to steal it!"

"Swoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

He simply sucked up a few more large wine jars with his psychic energy, and didn't bother to look for a water ladle, he just smashed the mud seal, and poured his head up. It's also a surprise to go outside his bloody mouth!

"call!"

In the blink of an eye, he drank a jar of bear-hearted, daring and tiger-bone wine to the brim again. He smirked a few times, and used the empty wine jar to scoop up half of the jar of mud in the mud. , "Huh" and smashed hard into the darkness in the distance!

There was a muffled sound of "噗", the wine jar was smashed by something, and there was another sound of "咻咻咻咻". The mud in the wine jar turned into mud spots and flew back. Thousands of mud spots seemed to grow. The eyes don't fly towards others, but they are like small stones, smashing towards Ba Xiaoyu's head.

Ba Xiaoyu let out a strange cry, and shot up into the sky like a puff of black smoke, rushed to the top of the crooked-neck tree, and shouted into the darkness: "My surname is Yan, the beggar is throwing a big banquet here, inviting people to drink, what are you doing here?" lively?"

Yan Liren, a dwarf swordsman with a shiny head, slowly walked out of the dark mud. Every step was lightly tapped on the mud, but the toes were not stained with any dust.

He embraced the dagger, expressionless, and said calmly: "I'm here to practice swords."

Ba Xiaoyu said: "Why don't you practice in the city?"

Yan Li said: "The chickens and dogs barking in the city are too noisy, but here is quiet enough."

Master Kuchan smiled and said: "With the addition of Fellow Daoist Yan, you'll have all the 'Three Sages of the Great Gan', and the vulture benefactor, it has been spread by word of mouth in the cultivation world recently that he wants to join the 'Three Sages of the Great Gan' Since everyone is so destined, you might as well come over for a drink together, Fellow Daoist Yan!"

Yan Liren didn't even glance at it, he shook his head and said, "I don't drink alcohol, after drinking, the sword will slow down."

Ba Xiaoyu rolled his eyes and said with a strange smile: "Since you don't drink, how do you know that the sword will slow down after drinking? The beggar has heard that there is a kind of 'drunk sword', which is to be drunk when you are drunk, dizzy, and dizzy. Only then can we unleash the most illusory and unpredictable supernatural powers!"

Yan Li said: "I haven't heard of it, you made it up, it's like last time you told me that if you learn to hold a sword with your feet, you can hold four swords at the same time with both hands and feet. It’s the same as quadrupling the power of a set of sword techniques.”

Ba Xiaoyu nodded and said: "That's right, it was indeed fabricated by a beggar, but you are so powerful, maybe you can really create such a magical power of 'drunken sword' while drinking, wouldn't it be wonderful? "

Yan Liren tilted his head and thought for a while, and then nodded solemnly: "It makes sense, I am so powerful, if there is a 'drunken sword' in the world, I will definitely create it!"

As he spoke, he swaggered towards the small sampan.

Just when everyone thought he was going to step onto the small sampan, Yan Liren suddenly disappeared without warning.

In the next second, he appeared above the crooked neck tree, above the head of the beggar Ba Xiaoyu, with four extremely cold lights shining all over his body!

No one saw clearly how he jumped up, and no one saw clearly how he took off his shoes and socks, and no one saw clearly whether he took out four swords from the armpits, crotch, or between the toes. , use both hands and feet to control!

The four cold lights shook in the wind, instantly turning into forty, four hundred, four thousand, like a gust of wind and rain, like a wild dance of a golden snake, covering the whole body of the beggar Ba Xiaoyu!

The beggar Ba Xiaoyu let out a scream, and rolled back dozens of somersaults in embarrassment. The cigarette pouch that had been stuck in the back of his neck was in his mouth. The living creatures turned into spirit minks, devouring all the sword glows!

"Yan, what are you doing!"

Ba Xiaoyu poked his head out from the colorful smoke, and shouted angrily, "The beggar kindly invited you to drink, are you repaying your kindness?"

"nothing."

After Yan Liren unleashed four thousand swords in an instant, the four flying swords suddenly disappeared without a trace, just like when they appeared.

Yan Liren landed lightly on the small sampan, and said to Ba Xiaoyu who was hidden in the colorful smoke in midair, "I just want to tell you that the swordsmanship that uses both hands and feet to control four flying swords at the same time has been defeated by me." It's done, but it can't increase the power of the sword technique by four times as you said, at best, it can't increase it by two times."

As he said that, Yan Liren didn't greet the others, he just sucked up a jar of bear-hearted, daring and tiger-bone wine, shattered the mud seal, poured down half of the jar with a "gurgling", smashed it and said, "Drunken Sword? "

He nodded thoughtfully, and poured the remaining half of the altar down his throat.

"you"

Ba Xiaoyu, the beggar, gritted his teeth with hatred, and jumped out of the colorful smoke. Only then did everyone know why he hid inside and refused to come out.

It turned out that Yan Liren's sword was too fast and too sharp. Although he managed to dodge the sword light, his tattered clothes were completely torn into pieces, like rags hanging on his body. What a mess.

"This wine is not bad, I seem to have really realized something!"

Yan Liren patted open the mud seal of the second jar of wine, and said seriously, "If you can really practice this 'drunken sword', come and try the sword with Brother Ba!"

Ba Xiaoyu shrunk her neck, stopped talking, picked up a jar of wine, and drank with her eyes wide open.

Yan Liren stroked his sword while drinking.

Ba Xiaoyu hugged the wine jar angrily, wishing he could chew on the jar.

Master Kuchan held a ladle of wine, but he was not in a hurry to drink it, but savored the mellow aroma of the wine carefully, and the compassion in his eyes was slightly washed away by the aroma of the wine.

Qi Zhongdao leaned against the crooked neck tree, looking lonely, looking at the brightly lit and bustling Tiger Roaring City, just pouring jar after jar, his dark face gradually glowed with a red light, as if from the inside. In addition, it is like an iron lump being burned by high temperature.

Li Yao sipped his drink slowly, peeking at these invincible masters, each of them was quite interesting, and the haze in his heart dissipated a lot.

The five of them are all great masters who are close to or surpass the peak state of the Nascent Soul stage. Even if they fill an entire warehouse with the fine wines of the world, it is impossible to get drunk.

However, this bear heart, leopard gall and tiger bone wine is a secret medicinal wine prepared by Huxiaotang, specially prepared for the three Nascent Souls of the Duan family. In addition to bear heart, leopard gall and tiger bone, there are also hundreds of wonderful things The heavenly materials and earthly treasures of Yan Yan go in, even for Yuanying's powerful soul, it has the effect of nourishing and nurturing.

In a short while, dozens of jars of bear heart, leopard and tiger bone wine were all drunk by five people.

Among them, Li Yao and Master Kuchan drank the least, they almost shared a jar.

The other three, like a fight for wine, fought over each other and poured about ten altars each.

Tie Shengqi Zhongdao's eyes were completely red from drinking. (To be continued.)

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