These words made Qi Zhongdao''s eyelashes full of ice crystal tremble, and the ice shell on his face was chapped.


    Ba Xiaoyu, the beggar, blushed and scratched her ears and said, "yes, it''s Meng Lang, the beggar. Qi Daoyou, the beggar likes to talk nonsense. Don''t forget your heart! The beggar knows that it''s really hard for him to hang out with those birds all day and look at their smiling faces, but he can''t fight them with one punch! In those days, beggars just couldn''t bear to fight with these birds all day long, so they didn''t even want their own sects. They would rather be a casual mender, wandering in the streets, crying, laughing, eating and sleeping when they wanted to. That''s the joy! "


    Before Qi Zhongdao responded, master kuchan said: "you can ignore your own sect, but master Qishi can''t ignore taixuan Dao, or the faltering world of cultivation."


    "Although the present world of Xiuzhen is in a state of chaos, intrigue and scattered sand, it still maintains several superficial rules. At least on the table, everyone is still in a good mood to defend the right way together. If anyone dares to risk the world''s great injustice and fight openly to annex other sects, just like Huxiao hall and Heisha cult, it is evil, It''s going to be attacked by a group of people! "


    "If even this superficial order disappears, the cultivation world will fall apart completely, and once again fall into the era of war like the jungle of the jungle, I don''t know how many people will suffer!"


    "The common people suffer from prosperity and death, but in comparison, when the world is in chaos, the common people suffer more. Otherwise, they would rather be peaceful dogs than those who are divorced."


    "The mansion is going to collapse, and it''s hard for him to stand alone. Don''t you know that you know you can''t do it? If you really cherish your feathers and fish for fame and reputation, why do you have to stand out again and again and be the leader of this thankless alliance? It''s just four words:" do your best! "


    Ba Xiaoyu, a beggar, was moved. When he saw from left to right, he found that the ladle he had used as a sea bowl had run out. He took his clothes and wiped it three times. He poured a ladle full of wine, held it in both hands and handed it to him respectfully. He said, "Qi Daoyou, in the past few decades, although we were called" the three saints of Da Qian "by the people of Xiuzhen world, we are from all over the world, Go on one side, I''ll be my beggar, and you''ll be your leader of the cultivation world. There''s not much intersection! "


    "After tonight, maybe we can be friends!"


    Qi Zhongdao did not say a word. He listened to master kuchan''s words and looked at the wine from Ba Xiaoyu, a beggar. His eyes suddenly turned red. He took the wine with both hands and drank it in one gulp. From his throat to his chest, he made a thunderous "grunt".


    "Good wine, any more?"


    His voice is like a rusty gear, which is being bubbled by lubricating oil.


    "Yes, yes!"


    Ba Xiaoyu, the beggar, clapped her hands and said with a smile, "it''s really no big deal. The beggar will go back to the city to steal again!"


    "Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh


    He simply used his psionic power to suck in several big wine jars, and he didn''t bother to look for a ladle. He directly broke the mud seal and fell on his head. The Golden Jade liquid was like the flowing water of a big river, falling straight down the waterfall, but not a drop fell outside his mouth!


    "Hoo


    In the blink of an eye, a jar of bear heart, leopard gall and tiger bone wine was drunk by him. He laughed a few times. With the empty wine jar, he picked up half a jar of mud in the mud and used his power to smash it in the dark!


    There was a dull sound of "poof". The wine jar was smashed by something, and there was another sound of "poop poop poop poop". All the mud in the wine jar turned into mud spots and flew back. Thousands of mud spots seemed to have eyes and didn''t fly at others, but they were just like small stones and smashed at Ba Xiaoyu.


    Ba Xiaoyu gave a strange cry and rose up like a cloud of black smoke. She rushed to the top of the crooked neck tree and cried out in the dark: "Yan, the beggar is having a big banquet here and inviting people to drink. What are you doing here?"


    Yan Liren, a bright headed dwarf swordsman, slowly came out of the dark mud. Every step was lightly touched on the mud, but there was no dust on his toes.


    He embraces the short sword, his face is expressionless, and says faintly, "I''m here to practice sword."


    Ba Xiaoyu said, "why don''t you practice in the city?"


    Yan Li humanity: "in the city, the chickens are barking and the dogs are barking. It''s too noisy. It''s still quiet here."


    Master kuchan said with a smile, "together with Taoist friend Yan, you are all here. There is also the spirit vulture benefactor. It is also said that he wants to join the" three saints of Da Qian ". Since you are so predestined, Taoist friend Yan might as well have a drink together!"


    Yan Li Ren didn''t even look at it. He shook his head and said, "I don''t drink. After drinking, the sword will slow down."


    Ba Xiaoyu turned her 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", that is, only when he is drunk, dizzy and whirling, can he exert his most illusory and unpredictable magic power! "


    Yan Liren said: "I haven''t heard of it. You made it up. It''s 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 and increase the power of a set of swordsmanship by four times."


    Ba Xiaoyu even nodded and said, "yes, it''s really made up by beggars. But if you are so powerful, maybe you can really create such a magic power of" drunken sword "after drinking. Isn''t it wonderful?"


    Yan Li Ren tilted his head and thought for a while. He even nodded his head solemnly: "it''s reasonable. I''m so powerful. If there is a drunken sword in the world, it will be created by me!"


    Then he swaggered towards the sampan.


    Just when everyone thought he was going to step on the sampan, Yan Liren suddenly disappeared without any warning.


    The next second, he appeared above the crooked neck tree, on the top of the beggar Ba Xiaoyu''s head, shining with four sharp cold lights!


    No one can see clearly how he ran up, no one can see clearly how he took off his shoes and socks, and no one can see clearly whether he pulled out four swords from his armpit, crotch or toes, and used his hands and feet to control them respectively!


    Four cold lights, shaking in the wind, instantly turned into forty, four hundred, four thousand, like a storm, like a Golden Snake dancing wildly, enveloping baxiaoyu, the beggar!


    Baxiaoyu, a beggar, screamed miserably and turned back dozens of somersaults in embarrassment. The pipe of the cigarette bag stuck in the back of his neck was in his mouth. With the sound of "Hoo", a colorful smoke came out from the pipe of the pouch. It was like a living creature. It turned into a spirit mink and devoured all the swords!


    "Yan, what are you doing?"


    Ba Xiaoyu poked out a head from the colorful smoke and cried out angrily, "the beggar is kind enough to invite you to drink. Is this revenge for kindness?"


    "Nothing."


    After Yan Liren instantly sent out four thousand swords, the four flying swords suddenly disappeared without any sign, just as they did when they appeared.


    Yan Liren fell lightly on the sampan and said to Ba Xiaoyu, who was hiding in the colorful smoke in the air, "I just want to tell you that the sword technique of using both hands and feet to control four flying swords at the same time has been practiced by me. However, it can''t increase the power of the sword technique by four times as much as you said. At most, it can''t increase it by two times."


    With that, Yan Liren didn''t say hello to other people. He took up a jar of bear heart, leopard gall and tiger bone wine, smashed the mud seal, "gudu gudu" poured down half the jar, hit it and said: "drunk sword?"


    He nodded thoughtfully, and the rest of the jar poured into his throat.


    "You --"


    Baxiaoyu, a beggar, is itching with hatred and comes out of the colorful smoke. People know why he just hid in it and refused to come out.


    It turned out that Yan Liren''s sword was too fast and too sharp. Although he could avoid the sword, his ragged clothes were completely torn out of shape. It was like pieces of cloth hanging on his body, not to mention how embarrassed he was.


    "It''s a good wine. I really seem to have a little insight!"


    Yan Li Ren patted open the mud cover of the second jar of wine and said seriously, "if you can really practice this'' drunken sword '', come back to brother Ba to try it!"


    As soon as Ba Xiaoyu''s neck shrinks, he stops talking. He starts to copy a jar of wine and stares at it.


    Yan Liren stroked his sword while drinking.


    Ba Xiaoyu hugged the wine jar angrily, hoping to gnaw it down.


    Master kuchan was carrying 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 between his eyes and eyebrows was slightly dispersed by the aroma of the wine.


    Qi Zhongdao leans against the crooked neck tree and looks lonely. Looking at the bright and lively Huxiao City, he just pours down one jar after another. His black face gradually glows with a touch of red light, just like an iron knot burning with high temperature from inside to outside.


    Li Yao drank slowly and peeped at these invincible masters. They were all very interesting. The haze at the bottom of his heart dissipated a lot.


    The five of them are all great masters who are close to or beyond the peak of the Yuan Dynasty. Even if they fill a whole warehouse, they can''t get drunk.


    However, the bear heart, leopard gall and tiger bone wine is a secret wine made by Huxiao hall. It is specially prepared for the three Yuanying of Duan family. In addition to bear heart, leopard gall and tiger bone, it is also mixed with hundreds of wonderful natural materials and local treasures. It can moisten and edify Yuanying''s powerful spirit.


    For a while, dozens of jars of bear heart, leopard courage and tiger bone wine were all drunk by five people.


    Among them, Li Yao and kuchan drank the least, almost sharing a jar.


    The other three people, like fighting for wine, fought each other and poured down about ten jars.


    Tiesheng Qi''s eyes are completely red.