Zuixian wine means that even the immortals in the sky will be drunk after drinking it.
However, Jun Changxiao drank twenty altars in a row, not only did nothing happen, but stood with arms folded calmly.
The drunken lord muttered in his heart.
Could it be that the wine that entered the stomach was dissolved
"impossible!"
He immediately denied it, saying: "This kind of wine is made in a special way, as long as it is integrated into the body, it will never be broken down!"
in this case.
This is really meeting a wine master!
The wine devil never dreamed that there were two infant bodies in Jun Changxiao's dantian, let alone that all the wine that entered his stomach was refined by them.
Huo Ling, in particular, opened his eyes from a deep sleep when the alcohol crazily crashed into his father's sea of consciousness and thinking, and then turned into a ray of light blocking the only way to pass, one by one to destroy one, and one by one to destroy a pile.
As an existence that can purify evil thoughts, it is naturally easy to purify alcohol.
The evil spirit also performed well, guarding at another intersection, first covering the wine, then packing and refining it, and occasionally took a few sips.
After all the wine that entered the body was refined, and when the little guy returned to his dantian, he pointed at Huo Ling's nose and cursed with the strength of the wine, venting the grievances he had received before, and finally... was beaten.
"..."
Jun Changxiao didn't care about the two little guys making a fuss in his body, but looked at the wine devil without changing his expression.
"Googling!"
After about a moment, the other party also drank the rest of the wine. Although his face was even more flushed, he still stood gracefully. It can be seen that he can really drink with his strength!
The two stood for half an hour, each other as stable as Mount Tai.
"Boy."
The drunkard smiled and said: "I have been drinking for thousands of years, and this is the first time I have met a comparable opponent. Do you want to drink dozens of jars?"
"No problem." Jun Chang said with a smile.
As an authentic Shandong native, he never bows his head in the wine field.
The drunkard raised his hand, ready to take Qingfeng wine.
Jun Changxiao said first, "This time, drink my wine."
"oh?"
The drunkard said: "Do you have wine?"
"As a person who likes to drink, how could he be out of alcohol?" Jun Chang said with a smile.
"take it out!"
The drunkard said cheerfully.
It is rare to meet someone who has the same interests as himself, and he has found a feeling that a thousand cups of wine are too small for a bosom friend.
"brush!"
Jun Changxiao waved his hand, and several jars of fine wine were placed on the table.
This is Lankang's meticulously refined dream of drunkenness. As the master of a sect, sometimes he needs to entertain guests, so it will be stored in the space ring in advance.
The wine devil brought a jar with his hand, patted off the mud on the mouth of the wine, sniffed it with his nose, and immediately praised: "Good wine, good wine!"
The smell of wine filled the prison.
All the prisoners who were good at wine raised their noses and sniffed, and the wine worms in their stomachs suddenly twitched violently!
"Just judging from the taste, I'm afraid it's not weaker than Zuixianjiu!"
"If only I could have a sip!"
They really wanted to rush over, but because they were afraid of the drunken devil, they could only stand there drooling, and secretly prayed that the boss would leave some later for the big guys to taste.
Jun Chang said with a smile: "This wine is called Zui Sheng Meng Shi. It is brewed by a master brewer from Starfall Continent with the essence of the world, sun and moon. Just a small sip will increase the speed of martial arts absorption."
"oh?"
The drunkard looked surprised.
Before he was imprisoned, he traveled to countless mortal planes and drank thousands of fine wines. This is the first time he heard that the fine wines used for fun can help warriors improve their cultivation speed!
"certainly."
Jun Chang said with a smile: "Alcohol is also strong, you'd better drink carefully, so as not to get drunk."
"Hahaha!"
The drunkard laughed loudly and said, "I've been drinking since I was twenty, and I've drank all the fine wines in the mortal universe, and I've never passed out before!"
"brush!"
Having said that, he grabbed the mouth of the wine with one hand, then raised Zuishengmengshen, and began to drink in the same way as before.
"man!"
Jun Chang laughed in admiration in his heart.
Zongmen will always get drunk and dream about death when they hold celebration parties, but they are nothing more than bowls instead. No one dares to brag directly to the altar, because the alcohol is too strong!
"Googling!"
The wine devil drank to his heart's content, the more he drank the better, until he finished drinking a jar of wine, put one hand on the table, Tao Ran said: "I thought Zuixian wine was the best I've ever had, but now it seems that it's still There are people outside of people, and there is wine outside of wine!"
"Snapped!"
Jun Changxiao also patted off the mud, held up the drunkenness and drank it.
This is the first time he drinks in the way of blowing the altar.
Anyway, there is a spirit of fire in the body, which helps him to refine the strength of alcohol, not to mention drinking a pot, even if he drank the amount like the sea, it would not be a problem!
"brush!"
The drunkard was not satisfied after drinking one jar, and then he brought the second jar over. When he was about to lift it up, a flood of alcohol burst out of his body, and he rushed towards the sea of consciousness.
"not good… "
He was startled, and was about to set up a defensive line, but there was no time at all, and he lost consciousness in an instant, and fell asleep on the ground like mud with a plop.
The drunkenness of the wine was too strong, and it would definitely be unbearable to drink the whole jar in one go.
"Oh My God!"
"Boss is drunk!"
All the prisoners stared round their eyes.
The drunken lord's strongest record is to single out all the prisoners in the fifth level of hell, and in the end drink them all, sitting on the table and singing how lonely it is to be invincible.
Now, after just drinking a pot of drunkenness, he fell unconscious and fell to the ground. This... how much alcohol has been experienced!
"Googling!"
Jun Changxiao quickly drank up a jar of wine, then looked at the wine devil, shook his head and said, "Is this not enough?"
After waiting for more than ten minutes, he turned his head and said, "Tell me loudly, who wins!"
"..."
The prisoners were silent.
Although they wanted to deny it, in fact the boss was defeated, and the defeat was very embarrassing.
Jun Changxiao got the answer he wanted from their eyes, then turned his head to face the follow-up camera, and said seriously: "Alcohol is harmful to health, please don't drink too much, for everyone's safety, don't drink and drive."
…
Two hours later.
The drunkard woke up from his stupor, clutching his aching head and said, "I... I actually drank the fragments!"
"so."
A voice came from my ear: "From now on, I am the boss of the fifth level of hell."
The drunkard tried his best to raise his head, and found that the kid was standing there with a smile on his face, and there was an empty wine jar next to him, so he asked in surprise, "Are you not drunk?"
"Everyone can testify." Jun Chang said with a smile.
"..."
The drunken lord was silent.
In fact, it doesn't matter whether the prisoners testify or not. After all, they drank themselves down. This is an unchangeable fact.
"brush!"
He tried his best to stand up, and said carelessly: "Since you won, you are naturally the boss, and I am convinced that I am the drunkard!"
Jun Changxiao is not surprised.
People who drink boldly and boldly will not have a bad temper.
"Come on!"
The drunkard waved his hand and said, "Come over here to meet the new boss!"
"Swipe! Swipe! Swipe!"
A group of drunkard prisoners gathered around and saluted Jun Changxiao respectfully, but their eyes never left the unopened jars of drunkenness and dreams.
"Since you recognize me as the boss, I will naturally not treat you badly."
"Take these wines to drink."
If Lan Kang knew that the drunkenness he had carefully brewed was sent out by the suzerain like this, he would definitely faint in the toilet.
"Boss."
The drunkard gave a thumbs up and said, "I've been drinking for so many years, and this is the first time I've met a master like you!"
Jun Changxiao had a plan in his heart, and said, "There is someone who can drink better than me."
"oh?"
The drunkard asked in surprise, "Who?"
Jun Changxiao said solemnly: "In the Xingyun Continent where I live, there is a disciple of the Wangu Sect named Ye Xingchen, who is known as the Supreme Master of Wine Dao. I have challenged him a hundred times and failed a hundred times."
The system complained: "The host has started persecuting Pei Aniu on a daily basis again!"