These words made Qi Zhongdao's eyelashes covered with ice crystals tremble, and the ice shells on his dull face were cracked.
The beggar Ba Xiaoyu blushed a little, scratched his ears and cheeks and said: "Yes, yes, it's the beggar Meng Lang.
Fellow Daoist Qi, beggars like to talk nonsense the most.
Don't forget it!
The beggar knows that he hangs out with those bird people all day long.
Looking at their smiling faces, but unable to punch them, It is indeed a very painful thing!
I think back then, the beggar just couldn't bear to deal with these bastards all day long, so he didn't even want to join his own sect, and he just became a casual cultivator, wandering around in the market, and crying whenever he wanted. , laugh when you want, eat when you want, sleep when you want, that’s how happy you are!”
Before Qi Zhongdao responded, Master Kuchan said first: "You can ignore your own sect, but Qi Donor cannot ignore Taixuan Dao, and cannot ignore this crumbling world of cultivation."
"Although the current world of cultivation is full of chaos, intrigues, and chaos, it still maintains a few superficial rules.
At least on the table, everyone is still in harmony and jointly defends the right path.
Whoever dares to risk the disapproval of the world and annex others with open fire?
Sects that do evil things openly and openly, just like the Tiger Roaring Hall and the Black Evil Sect, are evil heretics and will be attacked in groups!
" "If even this semblance of order is lost, the world of cultivation will completely fall apart, and once again fall into an era of lawless war and lawlessness like a primitive jungle, how many people will suffer!"
"In prosperity, the people suffer; in death, the people suffer, but in comparison, after all, when the world is in chaos, the people suffer more.
Otherwise, I would rather be a peace dog than a person in chaos!"
"The building is about to collapse, and it can't be supported by a single tree.
Don't Donor Qi know that he did it knowingly that he couldn't do anything?
If he really cherishes feathers and fishes for fame, why should he come forward again and again and be this thankless 'leader' again and again?
, just four words, ‘do your best’!”
Ba Xiaoyu, a beggar, was moved.
He looked around and saw that the water ladle used as a sea bowl was used up.
He carefully wiped the water ladle he had just used with his clothes three times, poured a full ladle of wine, and held it in both hands.
Hold on, hand it over respectfully Go and say: "Fellow Taoist Qi, in the past few decades, although we have been collectively called the 'Three Saints of Daqian' by people in the world of cultivation, we are all separated from each other.
We all go to different sides.
I am my beggar and you are your cultivation."
Realm leader, we don’t have many interactions!”
"After tonight, maybe we can all be friends!"
Qi Zhongdao said nothing, 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 all from his throat to his chest and abdomen.
Suddenly, a thunderous "gurgling" sound was made.
"Good wine, do you have any more?"
His voice was like a rusty gear that was being soaked away by lubricant.
"Yes, yes!"
The beggar Ba Xiaoyu clapped his hands and said with a smile, "It's really not true.
The worst thing is that the beggar will go back to the city to steal!"
"Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!"
He simply used his spiritual power to suck in several more large wine jars, without bothering to find the water ladle.
He just broke the mud seal and poured it out.
The golden liquid was like a big river, and it fell straight down, but not a drop was spilled.
It's also a surprise to see his bloody mouth!
"call!"
In the blink of an eye, he drank up a jar of bear-hearted, leopard-cowardly and tiger-bone wine.
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He laughed evilly a few times, and used the empty wine jar to scoop up half a jar of mud in the mud, using his full spiritual energy. , with a "hoo" sound, it hit the darkness in the distance!
There was a muffled sound of "poof", and the wine jar was smashed by something unknown.
There was another "sssssssssssss" sound.
All the mud in the wine jar turned into mud spots and flew back.
Thousands of mud spots seemed to be growing.
The eyes, instead of flying towards others, were like pebbles, smashing towards Ba Xiaoyu's head.
Ba Xiaoyu screamed strangely, rising into the sky like a plume of black smoke, and rushed to the top of the Crooked Neck Tree, shouting into the darkness: "The beggar surnamed Yan is holding a big banquet here and inviting people to drink.
What are you doing here?"
lively?"
Yan Liren, the dwarf swordsman with a bright head, slowly walked out of the dark mud, each step lightly touching the mud, but his toes were not stained by any dust.
He hugged the dagger and said calmly, "I'm here to practice swordsmanship."
Ba Xiaoyu said: "Why don't you practice in the city?"
Yan Liren said: "The crowing of chickens and the barking of dogs in the city is too noisy, but it is quiet enough here."
Master Kuchan smiled and said: "With the addition of fellow Taoist Yan, you are now the 'Three Saints of Daqian'.
There is also Lingjiu Donor, who has been rumored recently in the cultivation world to join the 'Three Saints of Daqian'.
He is an outstanding person.
Since we are so destined, Fellow Taoist Yan might as well come over and have a drink together!”
Yan Liren didn't even take a glance, shook his head and said: "I don't drink.
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 heard that there is a kind of 'drunken sword', which is to make you drunk, dizzy, and the world is spinning.
Only then can you display your most illusory and unpredictable magical powers!”
Yan Liren said: "How come I haven't heard of it?
You must have made it up randomly.
Just like last time you told me that if you learn to hold a sword with both feet, you can hold four swords with both hands and feet at the same time.
It’s the same as quadrupling the power of a set of sword techniques.”
Ba Xiaoyu actually nodded and said: "You're right, it is indeed a beggar's fabrication, but you are so powerful, maybe you can really create such a 'drunken sword' magical power while drinking, wouldn't it be wonderful?
" Yan Liren tilted his head and thought for a while, and then nodded seriously: "It makes sense, I am so powerful, if there really is a 'Drunken Sword' in the world, I will definitely create it!"
As he spoke, he walked towards the small sampan in a swaggering manner.
Just when everyone thought he was about to step onto the small sampan, Yan Liren suddenly disappeared without any warning.
The next second, he appeared above the crooked neck tree, above the beggar Ba Xiaoyu's head, with four extremely sharp cold lights shining all over his body!
No one saw clearly how he jumped up, no one saw clearly how he took off his shoes and socks, and no one saw clearly whether he took out four swords from his armpits, crotch, or between his toes. , controlled with both hands and feet respectively!
The four rays of cold light shook in the wind, and instantly turned into forty, four hundred, and four thousand rays, like strong winds and showers, like golden snakes dancing wildly, covering Ba Xiaoyu, the beggar!
The beggar Ba Xiaoyu screamed, and rolled back dozens of times in embarrassment.
He held the pipe stick inserted in the back of his neck to his mouth, and with a "hoo", a colorful smoke erupted from the pipe stick under his eyes.
The living creatures turned into spiritual minks, swallowing up all the sword light!
"Yan, what are you doing!"
Ba Xiaoyu poked her head out of the colorful smoke and shouted angrily, "The beggar kindly invited you to drink.
Are you repaying a favor with a grudge?"
"nothing."
After Yan Liren fired four thousand swords in an instant, the four flying swords suddenly disappeared without any warning, just as they appeared.
Yan Liren landed lightly on the small sampan and said to Ba Xiaoyu who was hidden in the colorful smoke in mid-air, "I just want to tell you that the sword technique of controlling four flying swords with both hands and feet at the same time has been used by me.
It's done, but it can't quadruple the power of the sword as you said.
At best, it can't increase it by two."
Saying that, Yan Li did not say hello to anyone else, but just drank from a jar of Bear Heart Leopard Courage Tiger Bone Wine, smashed the mud seal, drank half of the jar, smashed it and said, "Drunk Sword?
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" He nodded thoughtfully and poured the remaining half of the jar down his throat.
"you" Ba Xiaoyu, a beggar, was so angry that he jumped out of the colorful smoke.
Only then did everyone know why he had been hiding inside and refused to come out.
It turned out that Yan Liren's sword was too fast and sharp.
Although he could barely dodge the sword light, his tattered clothes were completely torn into disgrace, and they were like rags hanging on his body.
Not to mention How embarrassing.
"This wine is good, I seem to have gained some enlightenment!"
Yan Liren patted open the mud seal of the second jar of wine and said seriously, "If you can really master this 'drunken sword', come to Brother Ba to try the sword again!"
Ba Xiaoyu shrank her neck and stopped talking.
She also picked up a jar of wine and drank it with wide eyes.
Yan Li was stroking his sword and drinking wine.
Ba Xiaoyu hugged the wine jar angrily, wishing she could even gnaw down the jar.
Master Kuchan was holding a ladle of wine, but he was not in a hurry to drink it.
Instead, he savored the mellow aroma of the wine.
The compassion in his eyebrows was slightly dissipated by the aroma of the wine.
Qi Zhongdao leaned against the crooked-neck tree with a lonely expression, looking at the brightly lit and bustling Tiger Roaring City.
He just drank pot after pot, and his dark face gradually glowed with red light, as if from within.
Besides, it looked like an iron lump being burned by high temperature.
Li Yao drank slowly and took a peek at these invincible masters.
They were all quite interesting, and the haze in his heart dissipated a lot.
The five of them are all great masters who are close to or beyond the peak state of the Nascent Soul stage.
Even if they fill a whole warehouse with the wine in the mortal world, they cannot get drunk.
However, this bear heart, leopard gallbladder and tiger bone wine is a secret medicinal wine made by Hu Xiaotang, specially prepared for the three Nascent Souls of the Duan family.
In addition to bear heart, leopard gallbladder and tiger bone, it is also mixed with hundreds of wonderful ingredients.
If the treasures of heaven and earth come in, they will nourish and edify even Nascent Soul's powerful soul.
In no time, all the dozens of jars of Bear Heart Leopard Courage Tiger Bone Wine were drank by five people.
Among them, Li Yao and Master Ku Chan drank the least, and they almost shared the cup.
The other three were fighting for it like a wine fight, each drinking about ten jars of it.
Iron Saint Qi Zhongdao's eyes were completely red from drinking.