Chapter Ninety-Nine: You Are My Master!

When many elders saw this person, they raised their eyebrows and glared.

"It's all over! Why are you here!"

The man was ragged, with a scruffy beard, his hair was disheveled and unkempt, but he was very tall, and he was casually circled around his waist with a rope, and there were more than a dozen wine bottles hanging on it.

He also had a bottle in his hand and was pouring it into his mouth.

Hearing someone scolding him, he couldn't help but blush...... Although it was already red enough.

"Drink...... If you drink too much, you can't live with everyone. ”

Li Mingyang saw that this person looked like he was forty or fifty years old, this image and temperament, he was a sharp brother, who would have thought that he could actually be the teaching elder of the Divine Martial Academy?

Elder Chang Hao couldn't help frowning.

"Zhou Feiheng, you're drinking at work again, like talking!"

The elder named Zhou Feiheng burped, hurriedly hid the wine bottle and said, "No, it's not like that, I won't drink it." ”

Li Mingyang smiled, it was not a matter of fact.

However, when his gaze fell carefully on this Elder Zhou......

Name: Feiheng Zhou

Realm: Great Grandmaster!

Passive Talent: 1000!

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Li Mingyang was taken aback, he had seen a lot of Tianzhong wizards along the way, but whether it was in Qingyang City, Donglin Province, or in this Divine Martial Academy, he had never seen an existence with a talent value of more than a thousand!

According to the Martial God Palace's own standards, if the talent value reaches one thousand, it can be called a ......

Born a saint!

This guy with more than a dozen wine bottles, a beer belly, and torn clothes on his waist is actually a natural saint?

This......

That's too clichΓ©, isn't it?

Li Mingyang couldn't help complaining.

Chang Hao coughed: "Li Mingyang, this is the elder I told you, the one with the best talent, the highest realm, and the strongest combat power, of course...... You can see this virtue of him. ”

Li Mingyang snorted disdainfully.

Do you think I'm going to pick him? Am I the one who follows the routine?

This Elder Zhou Feiheng also glanced at Li Mingyang, not knowing what he was doing here, he quietly blended into the crowd, and secretly opened the wine bottle and took a sip.

Li Mingyang suddenly smelled the aroma of wine.

I didn't know what kind of alcohol addiction I was arousing, so I walked up to him and said, "Give me a bite too?"

"Who are you, you ......"

"My name is Li Mingyang. ”

"Oh, Li Mingyang...... Li Mingyang?!Is that Li Mingyang?"

"Yes, it's that Li Mingyang. ”

"Hmph, even if you are that Li Mingyang, it is nothing great in my eyes, if you want to drink my wine, there is no door!"

"Or do you want me to take you as an apprentice under the pretext of drinking?

The other elders shook their heads in quick succession.

Li Mingyang just sniffed: "You wine...... It's high enough. ”

"That's it, most people can't drink two sips before they get drunk, you kid is kind of knowledgeable......"

Zhou Feiheng hesitated for a moment, handed Li Mingyang a bottle and said, "For your sake, give you a sip, remember, just take a sip!"

Li Mingyang didn't talk nonsense, and took tons and tons of wine bottles......

In less than ten seconds, a whole bottle of wine entered the stomach.

"Damn, you...... You're not afraid of getting drunk?"

Li Mingyang wiped his mouth: "Do you think I look like I'm drunk?"

"Then you can try another bottle!"

Li Mingyang took a bottle and continued to ...... tons and tons

Another bottle went into the stomach.

"Awesome!"

"Try again!"

Li Mingyang also drank the third bottle, except for a little swelling in his stomach, his face really did not change color and his heart did not beat.

"Master!"

That week, Feiheng suddenly hugged Li Mingyang with a plop and apprenticed on the spot.

"Master, I want to learn this. ”

Li Mingyang was startled and hurriedly wanted to dodge, but where was the opponent of a martial arts great master, no matter how he struggled, he couldn't get out, and the other party seemed to be hanging on him......

"I'm here to find the master, not to take in the apprentice!"

Zhou Feiheng burped: "I don't care, anyway, you are my master, I still have six disciples, all of them are drunkards, you can accept them as apprentices." ”

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"I'm really here to cultivate, not to teach people to drink...... Really, I had to be forced to speak foul language. ”

Zhou Feiheng blinked his eyes: "That's it, you teach me to drink, I teach you to cultivate, we don't owe each other...... No, help each other, the so-called teaching and learning is this principle!"

"You're a master when you're drinking, and you're a master when you're practicing, okay?"

Li Mingyang glanced at Elder Chang Hao.

Elder Chang Hao smiled wryly.

"I'll take this apprentice, you elders...... Hiccup, do you have an opinion? If you have an opinion, you can come out and fight with me, as long as you can beat me, I will give him to you!"

All of a sudden, none of the elders made a sound.

"This guy is pretty good at pretending to be a force......"

Just like Li Mingyang said, whether he actually has a master or not doesn't have much influence, it's just a formality.

Although this Zhou Feiheng doesn't look out of tune, he also fits his temper, so let's make do with it.

So Li Mingyang said: "Okay, then I'll choose this one...... This Elder Zhou Feiheng is now Master. ”

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Zhou Feiheng was very proud: "Master, you kid, you have vision!"

Li Mingyang: "......"

In fact, in addition to being afraid of trouble, Li Mingyang has some other ideas.

It was the first time he had seen an existence other than himself, whose talent value could be as high as a thousand, and he had seen a demonic genius who could be classified as a natural saint by the Martial God Palace.

Perhaps, Li Mingyang was also a little curious about him.

After bidding farewell to the Council of Elders, Li Mingyang followed the drunkard master towards his residence.

"Zhou ...... Elder, I'm guessing you're a man with a story. ”

"If you don't want to call me Master, just call me Lao Zhou. ”

"No, you can't. ”

"Huh? Why?"

"It's none of your business, anyway, I guess you're a man with a story. ”

"Oh, what's the story? Hiccup......"

Li Mingyang scratched his head.

"I guess...... When you were young, you must have been an amazing and brilliant character, and you once overwhelmed the crowd and shined in the Martial Arts Academy of the Gods, and even the Martial God looked at you differently. ”

"Later, you also married and had children, you were extremely talented, your wife was as beautiful as a flower, and she lived happily and happily, and everyone envied her. ”

"It's a pity that it was ...... later The demons invaded in a big way, and you followed the martial gods to fight on the battlefield, slaying the demons and exterminating the demons, and making great achievements, but your wife and children were unfortunately killed by the demons in this catastrophe......"

"You've been the way you're now, like the walking dead, and you've got to drink to make ends meet...... Muddy, cynical, just want to live a miserable life, but the rest of your life!"

Zhou Feiheng was stunned for a long time after hearing this.

"You kid......"

Li Mingyang said proudly: "I guessed right, right?"

"What are you thinking about, boy? I've never been married in my life, where are my wives and children, I ...... I've never even been in love......"

Speaking of which, Zhou Feiheng's face turned even redder.

"What?"

"Then why do you drink like this every day?"

Zhou Feiheng scratched his head: "Because I like to drink......"

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