Chapter 161 Bonfire Party, Sword Gas Turns Into Wind?

The sky is not yet dark and the sky in the distance is smudged into a bright red.

There were small tables beside the bonfire, and a few brawny men were shirtless, holding roasted whole lambs to distribute lamb to everyone on the table.

Among them was a middle-aged man who looked particularly strong. It was Ma Yao's father, the owner of this tribal farm, Ma Huayun.

At this time, the drone hovered high above the tribe, quietly watching the nomadic bonfire party, so netizens could also watch the real ethnic customs.

The popularity of Ning Fei's live broadcast room surged again.

At this time, he saw Ma Huayun pouring kumiss in a silver bowl and holding it on a long hada, walking towards Ning Fei, singing the traditional Mongolian toast song as he walked.

"First cup, to our most expensive guest today, Ning Fei, Buri Gude from the grassland!"

Ma Huayun said boldly.

"Oh~~~"

The other members cheered and the atmosphere became very hot.

At this time, a netizen named "Blue Sky My Home" said:

"This is called toasting guests with wine. It is the traditional way of hospitality for Mongolians. In the hearts of nomads, fine wine is the crystallization of grains and the most precious food. Presenting with fine wine is to express the respect of grassland herdsmen to guests."

At this time, Ning Fei first let Ma Huayun put Hada on his neck, and then took the wine, but did not drink it directly. Instead, he dipped his ring finger in the wine and dipped it in the direction of the sky, the earth, and the bonfire, and then drank the wine in the cup.

Ning Fei's actions made netizens extraordinarily curious.

"What is this for?"

Some netizens couldn't help but ask.

[Blue Sky My Home] explained: "That's the traditional Mongolian custom. Guests use wine to order the sky, the ground, and a bonfire, which means worshiping the gods of heaven, earth, and fire, and also expressing acceptance of the host's pure friendship."

After hearing his explanation, many netizens suddenly realized.

"There are so many etiquettes!"

"Looking at Guanzhu Ning, it seems that he has completely integrated into it."

"It feels so good to wear a pure Hada."

"I can also offer you hada with toilet paper."

"Does that feel the same?"

At the bonfire party, everyone ate roasted whole sheep and drank wine in the cheers, which was very forthright.

Ning Fei originally had an average drinking capacity, but he couldn't do anything without drinking it on that occasion. After this cup, he suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

But fortunately, after eating a few mouthfuls of roast mutton, it slowed down.

The mutton tastes very good, fat but not greasy, and the chew is full of fragrance. The roast lamb here is really a must, I am afraid that other places may not be able to eat such delicious lamb.

"good."

Ning Fei exclaimed.

Ning Fei drank the milk tea unique to the Mongolian people. In addition to the kumiss, the people in the tribe liked the tea, and basically three meals a day could not be separated from the tea.

The taste of kumiss is too strong, some people like it and it tastes very good, and those who don't like it smell a little dizzy.

Ma Huayun sat in the main seat, Ma Yao and Li Yan sat on one side, Ning Fei and Lin Yueer sat on the other side, there were not many young people in the tribe, so Ning Fei was arranged to be with Lin Yueer.

Mongolian people are basically good at singing and dancing.

During the banquet, the sound of matouqin and Mongolian songs circled around the bonfire. Then, a big man left his seat, walked to the bonfire and danced.

His dance is a dance unique to ethnic minorities, and it has a unique flavor against the backdrop of the flames.

The others cheered and cheered for him.

Netizens watched the live broadcast with envy.

Ning Fei took them and saw a different way of life.

At this time, the big man finished dancing, and there was a sound of admiration around him.

"Ning Fei, come and dance too!" Ma Yao shouted at Ning Fei with a smile in the crowd.

"Come here, the eagle of the grassland!"

"Burigude! Come one!"

"Brigold! Brigold!"

"one comes!"

When Ma Yao shouted like this, the surrounding atmosphere became more and more lively.

The others immediately followed suit.

Netizens were infected by such an atmosphere, and barrages poured in densely.

"Haha, Ning Guanzhu comes one!"

"Show them a show!"

"Show them the dance of the Central Plains!"

Ning Fei was very helpless. He has always kept a low profile, but the atmosphere has been accentuated here, and he seems too stingy if he doesn't play.

Dance, he can't, that's a fact.

But, dance the sword, he will.

"Little Falcon, get my peach wood sword." Ning Fei stood up and said to Little Falcon.

The peach wood sword hangs in the house, and there is a ventilated window on the house, and the little falcon can fly in.

Little Falcon's IQ is very high, so it is not difficult to get a sword.

Then, it was a scene that stunned everyone in the tribe.

I saw Ning Fei walking to the bonfire, the white falcon descended from the sky, holding a mahogany long sword in both claws, and actually handed the long sword to Ning Fei's hand.

The netizens were a little dumbfounded at first, but after seeing the expressions of those herdsmen, they became happy.

"Hahaha, their expressions are the same as the first time I watched Ning Guanzhu's live broadcast."

"Well, it's dazed and unbelievable."

"This bird is a god!"

"Bai Falcon sends a sword, how do you compare this style?"

"The herdsmen expressed some doubts about life."

"This is the fairy!"

Ning Fei took the peach wood sword and took off immediately!

Sword dancing is the favorite performance of the ancient Chinese princes and generals, and it is full of ancient charm.

This time, the sword technique Ning Fei chose was Wudang Sword!

The Wudang sword is rigid and soft, fast and slow, and full of rhythm changes.

When it is slow, it is like pacing in the garden, when it is fast, it is like dancing in the wild sand. When changing, the wind swings the lotus leaves, which is gentle and natural, elegant and elegant.

In the eyes of the nomads, Ning Fei's movements are clean and neat, full of a wanton and unrestrained beauty.

Beside the bonfire, Ning Fei's figure was vigorous, leaping into the air, like a martial arts master.

And then, it was the scene that made everyone stunned.

I saw Ning Fei suddenly paused, and immediately, he pointed his sword to the ground, drew a full moon, and made an upward slashing motion.

This is not a simple action.

The direction he slashed upwards was a bonfire!

His sword force turned into a gust of wind, heading straight for the bonfire. The bonfire suddenly trembled violently, as if it was about to go out!

Sword Qi turns into wind!

A powerful swordsman who can extinguish a row of candles with only sword energy.

However, the bonfire just trembled for a few seconds, just like a man, and then calmed down again.

Ning Fei's actions stunned the people in the tribe.

Some people don't know Ning Fei, they only know that he is a friend of Ma Yao, and he has been respected by Ma Huayun before, but they don't know what he will do.

However, after Ning Fei danced the sword, these people suddenly felt that Ning Fei was simply a master in the martial arts story, with a very powerful martial arts!

Lin Yueer and Li Yan were not surprised by Ning Fei's ability because they watched Ning Fei's live broadcast.

Others don't think so.

"sharp!"

Ma Huayun took the lead in applauding, and the others immediately cheered.

"Eagle of the Prairie!"

"One more time!"

"As expected of Brygold!"

The atmosphere was instantly warm to the extreme!

Netizens were also infected by this atmosphere, and a lot of people were sent to the rocket.

[Jiang Gongzi] Send 10 super rockets: "Ning Guanzhu is still domineering!"

[Tobacco Manager] Send 10 super rockets: "It's still interesting to watch Ning Guanzhu's live broadcast!"

[A temple in the mountain and a pot of wine] Send 5 super rockets: "If you find a treasure anchor, give it a reward!"

Ning Fei put away his sword, waved at everyone, and returned to his seat.

Lin Yue'er poured him a cup of hot tea and praised: "You are so amazing."

"Thank you." Ning Fei responded politely.

After that, more and more people left their seats and danced around the bonfire.

On the one hand, it is because everyone is very happy to sing and dance. On the other hand, it is because the temperature difference between day and night here is very large. Now it has cooled down, and it will be warmer around the bonfire.

The sound of matouqin drifted on the grassland mixed with laughter. Under the illumination of the bonfire, every face was filled with the simplest smiles.

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