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A figure suddenly appeared in the air, standing in the air, with a wide hand, holding a wine gourd, thick eyebrows, like two domineering giant knives, with a high nose and a dignified appearance, about thirty or forty years old, with long black hair and no wind, with a free and easy flow.

His eyes were shining, as bright as the stars in the sky, and he looked at the young man in the small courtyard without blinking, wrapped in a special force, as if the surrounding heaven and earth were like servants, guarding him, so that no one else could see him at all.

"It's really interesting little guy, this set of boxing techniques is okay, uh! This ......" He has always been light and calm in his life, everything is not involved, and his martial arts state of mind has long been extraordinary, reaching a very high realm, even if Ye Yifei's boxing technique is exquisite, he is not so surprised, at this moment, he opens his mouth wide, even duck eggs can be stuffed into it.

After Ye Yifei created the dark attribute boxing technique, he began to truly apply it to the perception of the supreme yin qi.

If one moment was still a sunshine boy, then the next moment was the real night overlord, and the strong artistic conception of death and destruction suddenly emanated, filling the entire courtyard with a cold feeling of dead silence.

Above the two fists, the black light surged, and it was even more domineering and awe-inspiring, with a kind of pure destruction, directly bombarding the air.

There are only two black ink spots left between heaven and earth, moving at the same time, both in terms of trajectory and speed, they are exactly the same, as if two dots are chasing each other.

Two ink dots are constantly moving in the air, like flowing clouds, this piece of heaven and earth is completely like a drawing board, two black dots cross a graceful arc, outlining two profound patterns on the drawing board.

Faster and faster, more and more fluent, containing a trace of heaven and earth, just keep painting.

When the two patterns are complex to a certain extent, the end point of the previous pattern, coincidentally, falls directly at the starting point of the next pattern, and the end position of the latter pattern falls at the starting point of the previous pattern.

"Boom!" In this space, all other yin and yang five elements qi were expelled, and only the dead black color was deeply imprinted in people's minds.

With his eyes slightly closed, Ye Yifei stood there motionless, smiling, "It's really happy, I feel that my heart is getting closer and closer to the qi of the yin, and I have a new understanding, it seems that this perception is in the right direction, and the efforts of the past five days have not been in vain."

The black color slowly dissipated, and the heavens and the earth returned to their original state again.

At this moment, Ye Yifei also changed from the overlord of the dark night to the big boy of sunshine, opened his eyes, looked at the sun, and was in a good mood.

A fragrance wafted in, his nose wrinkled slightly, he took two sharp breaths of air, looked around, slowly raised his head, looked at a position in the air, swept by, his eyes did not change, but his heart was shocked.

Turning his head to the stone table, he sat down leisurely, picked up the teapot, slowly poured a glass of water, gently picked it up with his right hand, put it under his nose, inhaled it gently, and then drank it all.

"Good wine!

Slowly fill another glass of water, then pick up another cup and fill it with water as well.

Raise your head, look into the air, stretch out your right hand, and make an inviting gesture, "Wine is a thousand cups less than a confidant, this thin wine, please taste it from your seniors!"

With sincerity in his eyes and a smile on his face, he looked like he had seen a friend for many years.

Time stood still, there was no reaction around, and Ye Yifei remained motionless.

"Ahem!" Suddenly, a light cough came from the air, fluctuating, as if coming from a human ear.

A cyan figure slowly appeared on the other side of the stone table, as if the other party had been sitting there for a long time.

"Boy, doesn't your neck hurt?" a middle-aged man's voice came, with a special magnetism.

Ye Yifei's heart was shocked, he retracted his gaze and looked at the other side fiercely.

The long black hair naturally falls on the shoulders, gentle and elegant, free and uninhibited, and his appearance is in his early thirties, but the momentum exuded by the other party is far from what ordinary people can have, if you look at his age from the outside, it is completely meaningless.

With wide palms and slender fingers, he gently picked up the teacup on the stone table, drank it all, put down the teacup, and looked at Ye Yifei with starry eyes, "Just Qingshui, how can the wine smell come from? Dare to deceive the old man, be careful of your life."

Ye Yifei smiled faintly, with a light face, word by word, "What is wine?

The other party was obviously stunned, and pondered in his heart, "The old man has drunk wine all his life, and it is the first time he has encountered such a problem, isn't it made of grain? What else can it be? You can drink it if you want, what else can it be?" After thinking for a while, he looked at Ye Yifei and suddenly woke up, his face was slightly sad.

"It was the old man who asked first, but your kid asked about the old man."

"No, this son is not asking questions, but just letting his predecessors think.

Wine is something that expresses the mood, and what you drink is the mood, but also the state of mind;

When you are happy, you drink the wine of happiness, and the more you drink, the happier you are;

When you are sad, you drink the wine of sorrow, and the more you drink, the more desolate it becomes.

When you see you off, you drink the wine of parting, and the more you drink, the more you cherish it;

When he set out on the expedition, he drank the wine of the great deeds, and the more he drank, the more enthusiastic he became;

At the time of triumph, what is drunk is the wine of celebration, and the more you drink, the more passionate you become;

When old friends get together, they drink the joy of reunion after a long absence, and when they marry a wife and have children, they drink joy from heaven.

Whether it is drunk and lying on the battlefield, or drinking alone at night, it is a mood of drinking, what kind of artistic conception is in the heart, and what kind of wine is drunk in the mouth.

Those who pour wine directly into the stomach as a food are not real drinkers, but just spoiling food."

Ye Yifei looked at each other and picked up the teacup, "This clear water contains the mood of this son, but it is better than countless wines in the world."

As soon as he raised his head, a cup of water went down his stomach, and the teacup was gently placed on the stone table.

The middle-aged man on the other side, thoughtfully, "The old man has drunk countless times in his life, and he has never thought that there are so many ways to drink", and he is also looking back on the past in his heart, "Before the battle, drinking makes his mood more transparent, and he can play more perfectly, and after winning the battle, drink to celebrate himself; drink when he is angry, drink when he is happy, drink when he wants to drink, everything is as he likes, and the wine does not leave his body."

"It turns out that the person who drinks is his own state of mind, what kind of artistic conception he has in his heart, what kind of wine he has in his hand, haha......" The middle-aged man laughed heartily.

"Sure enough, the predecessors are like-minded people, and there are fewer than a thousand cups of wine for confidants, so let's have a drink today."

"A good wine is less than a thousand cups of confidant, the old man likes it, even if you are fooled, however, you kid will not really let the old man drink a stomach of water, the artistic conception must be there, but there must also be corresponding wine to cook, don't think that you can send the old man away with just a few crooked words." The middle-aged man on the opposite side instantly pulled his face.

"Don't you always bring wine?" Ye Yifei looked at the wine gourd in the other party's left hand thief.

"Huh? You...... Good boy, you don't find out about the old man because you smell the wine, do you?" At this moment, the middle-aged man came to his senses.

"It's really because the wine of the predecessors is so fragrant that it can be smelled ten miles away." Ye Yifei smiled.

"I suddenly found that it seems to have fallen for your kid, although your bullshit arguments have some truth, but they are not enough to drink the old man's wine, you should continue to drink your boiled water." The middle-aged man raised his left hand and took a sip of the wine in the wine gourd, the corners of his mouth curled, deliberately seducing Ye Yifei's alcohol addiction.

"These fancy intestines of the younger generations can't escape the wisdom of the seniors, hehe......"

"In the past two months, the city has been stirred up by two sect disciples, so there must be one of you." In an instant, he pulled his face again, staring at Ye Yifei.

"Since two months ago, the younger generation has abided by the rules and has not gone out, how can it be said that it stirs up the wind and clouds? Besides, the younger generation is not a member of the sect." Ye Yifei's eyebrows drooped, and his face was wronged.

"You kid don't pretend to be pitiful there! I can't see it, it's really unreasonable." The other party stared.

"What is the intention of the seniors?" Ye Yifei asked tentatively, in his heart, the other party was definitely a super powerhouse of the Wolong Sect.

"Kneel down and kowtow to the old man". The other party straightened his clothes with a serious face and sat there straight.

"What rice?" Ye Yifei's head was completely short-circuited, and he was angry, "The man has gold under his knees, and he kneels to his parents, and he will never give him a salute." His eyes squinted, completely ignoring the other party.

"Huh?" the middle-aged man was stunned for a while, and his mouth opened, "In the name of the old man, you are not worthy of kneeling?" You must know that there is a rule on the mainland that only when accepting relatives and disciples do you need to bow down.

"Haven't you heard of it, is it famous?"

"Old Man Wine Emperor". What the other party said was called arrogance, as if he was the best in the world.

If you let those people from the sect hear it, you will definitely be scared to death, this is the peak powerhouse of our time, and I will shake the world a few times when I stomp my feet.

"This title is good, free and easy enough, loud enough, domineering enough, and bullish enough." Originally, the middle-aged man shook his head when he heard it, fluttering, and almost lost his breath in the next sentence.

"It's a pity that my son hasn't heard of it."

"Believe it or not, the old man broke your neck." The wine emperor was angry and blew his beard and glared, he had never wanted to repair a person so much.

"Okay! If you have something to do, please take care of yourself, my son still has to cultivate, and I don't have the time to delay." Ignoring the other party, he stood up directly and started practicing boxing again.

Since the other party has been talking to him head-on for so long, there must be no doubt that he is the predecessor of the Wolong Sect, as for his purpose, it is mostly because of the wind shadow sect and that girl's sect, this kind of grievance between the sect, don't involve this son, he is not a member of the sect, as long as he takes care of his own one-acre and three-point land.

"What rice?" "The Wine Emperor is completely messy, when has he been treated like this, no one in the world dares to ignore his existence like this, this is completely an eviction order.

If those friends or enemies know, they will definitely come to visit Ye Yifei, and see who else in this world dares to be so bold, they will definitely admire the five-body throw, "What a master, we are really beyond our reach."

Watching Ye Yifei practice boxing, the Wine Emperor slowly smiled, "Qualifications, understanding, and heart are all the best choices, good teachers are hard to find, excellent disciples, it is even more difficult, and it is even more difficult to meet those who suit your taste, the old man is so wise, he is handsome, even God will help me, and give me a disciple with a supreme yin physique, it's really wahaha...... Character exploded."

The Wine Emperor is dashing on the outside, but he is extremely warlike on the inside, he is completely a battle maniac, when he was young, he was a master of the world, so he formed a bond with countless people, and the masters of other sects, even if they were masters of their own sects, would flee in a hurry when they saw him.

The Wine Emperor is extremely involved in every battle, absolutely fanatical, and the opponent who fights is crying and shouting, so outsiders give him a nickname: Drunken Maniac, this product is still readily accepted, and the more crazy and lawless it will be.

This time, the masters of the Wind Shadow Sect and the Lingyun Sect were menacing, and his hands were itchy and unbearable, so he directly stopped the person really sent by the Wolong Sect, and he ran over.