After one drink, I want three more!
Soon, the confused disciple poured the wine, and the Great Desolate Saint drank it all in one gulp, "Good wine, good wine, really good wine, a man should drink this wine!
Hahahaha, it turns out that my wine is rubbish, my wine is rubbish!
Wuwu~~~Why, why did you all lie to me, lied to my feelings, wuwu~~~"
Understood.
The Holy Son of the Great Wilderness, he... understood!
The wine I brewed myself is not tasty at all!
Not half as good as this one.
No, to be precise, not even one tenth.
Not even a fraction!
Those who said he brewed good wine and people were rushing to buy his wine were all lying.
It’s fake, it’s all fake.
These fellow disciples are just greedy for their own bodies.
The disciple who poured the wine consoled him, "Brother, I didn't lie to you. I really didn't lie to you. The wine you brewed is delicious. It's true!
Brother, if you feel sad, come here and lean on me!
The shoulders of my junior fellow apprentice will always be your warmest harbor!"
This trusted disciple's eyes were blurred with tears.
Master Xuhuang said, "You are lying, you are all lying, drink it, compare it, and tell me honestly, whose wine is better!"
then.
This trusted disciple tried to figure out a little bit.
Drink it all in one gulp.
He immediately widened his eyes and shouted, "Oh my god, it's so spicy and refreshing. Senior brother, don't be too sad. If you are sad, drink more! Come, junior brother will pour you some wine. Don't waste it! It's all yours.
It’s all yours!”
The disciple filled Master Xuhuang's cup to the brim.
It is wrong to speak against your conscience.
This disciple felt that he could not say anything false in front of senior brother Saint Son, so it would be better for him to let his senior brother drink with big gulps.
A drunk can relieve all worries.
If my senior brother gets drunk, I can hug him.
Take him back to the room...
Even if it was just for a moment, the disciple felt that he was satisfied.
"Fill it up, fill it up, fill it up for me, I want to drink to my heart's content today!"
Master Xuhuang had a crying face and drank in big gulps.
The disciple poured cup after cup happily.
No mercy, even a little bit of expectation.
soon.
Xu Huang drank the whole gourd of the Drunken Eight Immortals by himself.
And he, with red face and ears, slumped on the chair, drunk, mumbling: "Liar, a bunch of liars, all liars..."
"Brother... are you drunk?"
This trusted disciple showed a look of heartache.
His hand quietly reached out to Xuhuang's shoulder.
Hmm, no response.
The disciple smiled and said, "Brother, you are drunk. Can I take you back to your room?"
At this moment, there was no one else in the hall. The disciple was so excited that his hands were shaking.
My senior brother is so beautiful, his white clothes are as white as snow, he is petite and lovely, spotless, like a banished immortal, so beautiful and stunning, I am so excited!
I feel like my senior brother is really a beauty.
How nice it would be if it were a girl!
He is also his confidant.
Wow, that's simply amazing...
"Brother, I will take you back to your room now. Don't get too excited. I am very weak. Don't hurt me. We are one family, one family!"
This trusted disciple couldn't help it.
He picked up Xu Huang.
Walk slowly, pausing after each step.
It seemed as if time had slowed down countless times in this hall.
If you switch to movie footage, you will definitely feel that this part is in slow motion, at 0.1 times the speed.
"I really hope time passes more slowly, so I can hold my brother in my arms and walk for three days and three nights!"
This trusted disciple chuckled and continued walking slowly.
This operation is quite tricky...
…
A restaurant in Xundao City.
The scouts from the Demonic Sky Sect and the Fire Cloud Sect have arrived.
In the room.
"Brother, were you satisfied with the girl from Zuichunlou?" the Huoyun Sect disciple said with a smile.
"Well, it's powerful and professional!" said the disciple of the Demonic Heaven Sect.
The disciple of Huoyun Sect said:
"There are still three days left in the Dao Battle. Why don't we go out and have some fun first? Experience the life of the mortal world, gain experience, and broaden our horizons. I heard that there are many girls in Xunmei Tower in Xundao City, and some of them are casual cultivators in the Qi Refining Realm. Why don't we go there...?"
When he heard that it was a cultivator, the disciple of the Demon Heaven Sect suddenly widened his eyes and said with a smile: "Junior brother, you understand me!"
"Haha, of course, let's go and gain more life experience!!"
"Walk!"
Then the two disciples hooked their shoulders.
Let’s go to Xunmei Building together.
On the street.
Chen Changan walked out of the blacksmith shop.
In his hand, he held a steel plate as tall as a person.
After discussing countermeasures with Master and senior brothers.
He began to prepare a series of plans to break down Young Master Xuhuang's mental defenses.
And this steel plate is a necessity.
There was no way, the two rearview mirror steel plates he used for running away had been worn down to the same level as mirrors.
But it's still a little too small.
You need to use a floor-length mirror that is as tall as a person, and then you can pray in front of the mirror to see your whole body.
So exciting!
He speculated that Young Master Xuhuang must also be using this kind of large mirror.
There is no way, I am beautiful! I have a slim and strong figure. The first thing I do when I wake up every day is to appreciate my figure and handsome face.
Of course he has no hobby in this regard, but he does it every time he has the urge.
Everything will be well controlled.
Practice the hand speed technique. After a while, the muscles in your hands will feel sore and you will sweat, and then your emotions will stabilize.
Instead of being impulsive and vain, it is better to practice martial arts.
This is the experience he summed up.
Otherwise, if you wake up every day and think of yourself as handsome, even a person with a big heart won’t be able to bear it for months and years!
Return to the room.
With a surge of spiritual power, the mysterious yellow silk of the Kaimai realm caused the finger talisman to fly out, forming a circle, grinding back and forth on the steel plate.
He was not worried about damaging this dark yellow silk.
It is enough for grinding this ordinary steel plate.
It just might take a little longer.
He calculated that there were still three days left before the battle of Dao. He was not in a hurry as he had enough time.
outside world.
The battle between the Saint Son of the Great Wilderness Sect and the Saint Son of the Nine Yang Sect had already spread to every sect.
Time goes by day by day.
Some practitioners from other sects also gradually rushed to Xundao City, looking forward to the battle between the two great geniuses of Donghuang.
The Holy Son of Great Wilderness is a holy body. According to ancient books, the holy body is invincible. Even if he only cultivates one realm, he can sweep away everything.
Wang Changshou also made many people look forward to him. He had an unparalleled Taoist body and had swept all the way since his debut, with the potential to become the number one Saint of the Eastern Wasteland.
In particular, some sects that had been visited by Wang Changshou once sent people to Xundao City early on.
Just wait for the two to start fighting.
This includes the Tianxian Sect.
In a teahouse in Xundao City.
Many practitioners drink tea and discuss the truth here.
Among them was Fu Tiancheng, the newly promoted saint of Tianxian Sect.
At that time, he lost to Wang Changshou and also lost his most precious God Binding Rope.
It is the one that Wang Changshou tied around his waist as a belt. He originally wanted to make it into a bowstring for Chen Changan, but Chen Changan thought it was disgusting and didn't want it!
At this moment, Fu Tiancheng was drinking tea and listening to the words of the practitioners around him. A plan came to his mind:
"What a good Wang Changshou! You won my God Binding Rope. Today, I, the Holy Son of Tianxian Sect, Fu Tiancheng, will take over the money I lost in the battle of asking for the way from these ordinary cultivators."
After making up his mind, he immediately asked, "What do you think, is it Wang Changshou of the Nine Yang Sect who won this battle, or is Xu Huang of the Great Wilderness Sect more skilled?"