Chapter 917 Still Drinkable

Chapter 917 I can still drink...

However, they still underestimated the smell of alcohol in the passage from the fifth to sixth floors of the ancient cellar. Not long after walking forward, they heard a thump and a monk fell to the ground, and then rolled uncontrollably towards the bottom of the steps. , luckily there was someone next to me who blocked it, otherwise I would have rolled to the bottom.

Sure enough, someone still misjudged his own strength and fell drunk in this ancient cellar. Fortunately, this monk did not come alone. There was a friend of his next to him. Seeing this situation, the friend did not participate in any tasting. After the drinking party, he directly picked up the drunk man and walked out.

This scared many people away, and another seven or eight Jindan monks turned around and walked out of the passage. They had already figured it out. They knew that they could not defeat the people below, so what was the point of continuing to persist? significance? It's better to turn around and avoid getting drunk and making a fool of yourself.

This was the situation when Qingyang came to the entrance. Some people were continuing to go down, while others were going back the way they came. Suddenly, a freak like Qingyang appeared with a swarm of alcoholic bees. No one made a fuss. They are all monks, what kind of methods have you not seen before? The people going down couldn't bother to worry about other people's affairs, and the people going back didn't bother to care about what methods he used.

After the smell of alcohol subsided, Qingyang accelerated his pace and soon surpassed the others. When Qingyang entered the sixth-floor hall of the ancient cellar, there were still more than a dozen people who had not come down the steps.

With the protection of the alcoholic bees, Qingyang felt much more relaxed. Most of the alcohol was absorbed by the alcoholic bees, and Qingyang absorbed only a small part. The current situation is the same as before on the third floor of the ancient cellar. It was almost time, and according to the situation, he could go down one or two more floors, but he did not rush down. Instead, he stood quietly behind the crowd so as not to attract too much attention.

Now in the main hall on the sixth floor of the ancient cellar, there are more than twenty monks standing, plus a dozen who have not yet fully come down, there are almost forty. The final winner should be among these forty people. However, the dozen or so people who have not yet come down are struggling to reach the sixth floor. They have obviously reached their limit and are not very competitive. Therefore, the winners can only be these people in the hall, but the number is more than the twenty places. After a few, I'm afraid some people will be eliminated.

Those younger disciples of Yuanying monks and late-stage Jindan monks have been on the sixth floor of the ancient cellar for a while. It’s not that they have good intentions and want to wait for others, but they have almost reached their limit, although they are better than those who are still on the steps. , but it’s not much better. I stayed here to get used to the strong smell of alcohol on the sixth floor and to estimate whether I could enter the seventh floor of the ancient cellar.

Although Qingyang has kept a low profile, he still attracted the attention of others. The first person to notice him was Baotan Sanren. However, Baotan Sanren came to the sixth floor with perfect foundation building cultivation. He must have done something secretly. It was too late for him to keep a low profile. Of course, he couldn't go up to ask. He just glanced at Qingyang in surprise and said nothing.

Shi Ruyu also saw it and said with a strong smell of wine: "It's really strange. There are only three foundation-building monks entering the second stage, but two of them have come to the sixth floor of the ancient cellar. They are better than many middle-stage Jindan monks. This wine tasting was full of strange people, which was eye-opening. ”

Master Lone Star nodded and said: "Yes, the wine tasting party has been held for many years. Although there are occasionally foundation-building monks who perform well, there have never been so many as this time. Judging from their condition, they are better than many people present. This The hope of winning the first level is great.”

Master Qingsong said: "The background of these two people exceeds that of many golden elixir monks. It is normal to behave like this. The boy who just came here has raised so many alcoholic spiritual insects at a young age. It is not something ordinary people can do. "The other person is usually drunk, but the more he drinks, the more sober he becomes. He has obviously practiced some high-level skills related to spiritual wine, and his background is also very unusual."

"Yes, after seeing them, we realize that the world is huge and there are so many talented people and strangers that we can't imagine. No one can underestimate it." Master Lone Star agreed.

Shi Ruyu curled his lips and said: "No matter how good they perform, they are just foundation-building monks. If they can't break through the golden elixir, they will never be able to compare with the likes of us. There is no need to take them too seriously. Let's talk about the next step first. Let’s just get down.”

"What's next? Brother Shi really plans to go to the seventh floor to take a look?" Master Lone Star asked.

After Master Ziyun was taken away by his master, Shi Ruyu was much less interested in the test. However, the big words he had said before were already out. It would not look good to back down now. He could only bite the bullet and said: "We are already here, don't go down. I don’t want to give in. This link always has to decide the winner, not to mention I also want to test my own limit.”

These people have almost reached their limit, and the difference between them is not very big. Shi Ruyu refuses to admit defeat. Naturally, Master Lone Star cannot let his master's name be undermined, and said: "Brother Shi has such courage, I will definitely accompany him. Then let’s go down and take a look.”

Qingsong Zhenren said: "I can still persist, and I can accompany you for a walk, but it is hard to say whether I will be able to enter the seventh floor of the ancient cellar in the end."

Zhenren Gu and Zhenren Han were the ones with the lowest cultivation among the five. It was not easy to hold on until this point. Both of them were a little confused. When it was their turn, they couldn't even speak clearly, saying: "I'm not drunk..." ...I can still drink...the seventh floor...I won't go...I won't go..."

Looking at their situation, they definitely couldn't go down, so Shi Ruyu and the other two looked at each other and walked towards the entrance of the seventh floor of the ancient cellar. In addition to the three of them, there were seven late Jindan cultivators who followed them, and the remaining dozen people stayed where they were.

They knew their situation very well and knew that the seventh floor of the ancient cellar was not a place they could go. If they went down, they might make a fool of themselves. It would be better to stay here and fight to see who could hold on longer.

Seeing that the ten people in front had disappeared at the entrance of the seventh floor of the ancient cellar, Qingyang and Baotan Sanren did not hesitate, and took steps at the same time and headed towards the entrance of the seventh floor of the ancient cellar.

In this stage, the top twenty were selected, and only ten people entered the seventh floor passage. In other words, as long as they could keep up and hold on until the seventh red line appeared on the jade slip, they would definitely qualify for this stage. Qingyang had the help of the alcoholic bee colony and had spare strength, while Baotan Sanren had put all his hopes on it and had to go all out, even at the cost of his life, to fight for a chance.

After entering the passage from the sixth floor to the seventh floor of the ancient cellar, the smell of alcohol around became stronger. Qingyang was slightly better off. Although the smell of alcohol was strong, it was still worse than that on the fifth floor of the ancient cellar. He could barely hold on. Baotan Sanren was staggered by the strong smell of alcohol and almost rolled down the stairs. Fortunately, Qingyang supported him from the side and helped him stabilize his body.