readx;? Hearing that Ba Jiuxian was going to give all the "Forget Worry Wine" to himself, Fang Xiaowu almost laughed wildly, feeling like he had picked up a pie that fell from the sky. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As Ba Jiuxian said, "Forget Worry Wine" is very precious, and one pound is worth 10,000 gold.

Well, it's gold, not silver.

Eighty catties of "Forget Worry Wine" is equivalent to 800,000 gold, and it is left in a rich and noble house, but I am afraid that I will not spend 800,000 gold to buy 80 catties of "Forget Worry Wine" at one time.

And Fang Xiaowu, who didn't spend a penny today, could get eighty catties of "Forget Worry Wine" in his hands, so that others could be embarrassed.

"In that case, then you should hurry up and help me get pen and paper. Fang Xiaowu said, reached out and picked up the wine gourd, and poured a full glass into his wine glass.

When Ba Jiuxian saw it, he knew what he wanted to do, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't take this wine gourd away, and there are more than three catties of forget-worry wine in it, which is enough for you to drink for several days." By the way, the one you wear on your finger is a storage ring, right?"

"Yes. ”

"Well, in half an hour, the old man will definitely come back, you wait. ”

Ba Jiuxian stood up, and as soon as he drew the void, he turned into a circle of light within a radius of a few zhang, and told Fang Xiaowu not to leave this circle.

After that, he didn't take the black cat away, but his body shook and disappeared in front of Fang Xiaowu's eyes in an instant.

Fang Xiaowu stammered: "This old guy is really domineering, I thought that my father-in-law could compete with him, but now it seems that even my father-in-law is not his opponent." ”

After drinking two glasses of wine, he saw that the black cat had been looking at him, as if he was full of curiosity about himself, so he beckoned and shouted, "Little Black, come here." ”

"Meow", the black cat came, and the big eyes didn't blink.

"Let me ask you, are you older than the wine fairy?"

When Fang Xiaowu said this, he was already a little drunk, otherwise, he would not have asked such a ridiculous word.

Meow~

The black cat couldn't speak, it just barked.

"Come, why don't you have a drink and see how it tastes?"

Fang Xiaowu poured a small half glass of Forget Worry Wine into another wine glass and handed it to the black cat.

The black cat sniffed, suddenly opened its mouth and inhaled, actually sucked all the wine in the glass dry, and finally made a strange sound similar to a sneeze.

Seeing this, Fang Xiaowu laughed and said, "It seems that you, like your master, are also good drinkers. Come on, come on, I'll give you another drink. ”

This time, he poured a full cup for the black cat, making the black cat suck it all.

Then, he grinned and said, "Although I would love to let you have an extra drink, you know, I will stay on this mushroom stone for twenty-seven days, even if today is the first day, but there are twenty-six days to come, this is not a matter of one or two days, I have to rely on forgetting worries and drinking to satisfy my hunger, so, if you want to drink, when your master comes, you can go with him." ”

I don't know if the black cat understood his words, anyway, after the black cat saw that he no longer poured himself wine, he walked back to his place and continued to squat and look at him.

Fang Xiaowu drank two more glasses, his spirit was spirit, but he was also a little drunk, and his face was red, like a big red cloth.

The fifth, sixth, seventh, and eighth cups, plus the first cup that Ba Jiuxian poured him before, were nine cups in total.

Suddenly heard a "coo-dong" sound, I don't know if Fang Xiaowu's alcohol consumption is not good, or if the alcohol of forgetting worries is too much, Fang Xiaowu's body tilted, fell to the side, and fell asleep.

Meow~

The black cat walked over, stretched out its tongue and licked Fang Xiaowu's face several times, as if it wanted to lick all the sorrow wine in his body into his stomach through Fang Xiaowu's face.

After that, the black cat walked back to its place, with its head slightly bowed, like a devout believer, motionless.

After Ba Jiuxian came back, Fang Xiaowu was still in a deep sleep, snoring loudly.

The wine was brewed by Ba Jiuxian himself, of course he knew that it was powerful, so he hurriedly picked up Fang Xiaowu and pinched his fingers Fang Xiaowu's person.

"Ahh

Fang Xiaowu screamed in pain, woke up from his sleep, and after seeing that it was Ba Jiuxian, he swallowed his "fuck" back and shouted, "It turned out to be you, Ba Lao." ”

"How many drinks have you drunk?"

"There were nine cups in total. ”

"Nine cups!" Ba Jiuxian's face changed slightly, and said: "No wonder you fall asleep, I forgot to tell you when I left before, this forgetful wine can't be drunk more, you can only drink one pound a day at most, you drank nine cups, it's more than a pound, let me see." ”

Stretched out his hand to Fang Xiaowu for a while, with an incomprehensible look on his face, and said, "Strange, your body is not a heavenly body, why is there nothing wrong at all?"

Fang Xiaowu was taken aback and asked, "Is it harmful to your body to drink too much of Forget Your Worries?"

Ba Jiuxian said: "It's not harmful, but it can increase people's Yuan power." ”

"Wouldn't that be nice?"

"It's good, but wine is not a pill after all, and drinking too much will bring unnecessary trouble. More than ten years ago, there was a rich man who bought ten catties of forgetful wine from the winery, and the old man told him, but he didn't listen, and as a result, he drank seven glasses for the first time, and almost caused a catastrophe. He is a martial god in the late stage of his devotion, how high you are in cultivation, you have drunk as many as nine cups, except for falling asleep, there is nothing at all, it is really strange. ”

"So, the wine you brewed won't hurt me personally?"

"I don't know about this old decay, anyway, you should drink less in the future, so as not to cause trouble. ”

Hearing this, Fang Xiaowu was a little unimpressed.

As long as you're fine after drinking, it's okay to drink a few more glasses.

I secretly made up my mind that for more than 20 days in the future, I drank a ** cup every day, and as soon as I closed my eyes and opened them, the day would pass, and I could increase my Yuan Li, how good.

Of course, Ba Jiuxian didn't know this idea, took out a pen and paper, and said: "You write everything you want to write, and after you finish writing, the old man will hand you eighty catties of forgetful wine." ”

Fang Xiaowu took the pen and paper, wrote hard, wrote the words he wanted to write, folded them, and handed them to Ba Jiuxian.

Subsequently, Ba Jiuxian handed over eighty catties of forgetful wine to Fang Xiaowu, but it was hit in two large wine barrels, forty catties each.

After Ba Jiuxian said a few words, he picked up the black cat and was about to leave, Fang Xiaowu thought of something, and hurriedly said, "Ba Lao, you wait first." ”

"What else is going on with you?"

"Can you draw this circle a little bigger, in case I accidentally walk out, I'm afraid it will ......"

"You have a lot to do, okay, the old man will draw you a circle of ten zhang square, is it enough?"

"Enough, enough. “

If you have three meters in one zhang, ten zhang is thirty meters, and it is enough to roll around in the circle.

I saw that after Ba Jiuxian expanded the aperture to ten zhang, his body was like a meteor-like lightning and left.

As soon as he left, only Fang Xiaowu was left on the mushroom stone.

Originally, Fang Xiaowu could take this opportunity to cultivate well, maybe he could break through his cultivation and make himself a martial god.

However, he had been cultivating for more than a month before, and he had just come out shortly after he encountered so many things, and in the end he was still alone here, calling every day not to be, and the earth to be spiritual, he wanted to practice, but he didn't have the heart to practice.

He lay on the ground and thought about it for a while, and gradually, he fell asleep.

When he woke up, it was already the next morning.

The first thing you do when you get up is to have a glass of Forget Worries.

After a glass of wine, I felt that my stomach was warm, and I finally got settled, so I walked around the circle.

He originally wanted to see the situation around him clearly, but this mushroom stone was very strange, with his eyesight, no matter how much he stared into the distance, he could only see more than twenty zhang away, and the farther place was gray, and he felt that the surroundings were a gray mist.

After wandering around for half an hour, he was extremely bored, so he punched and kicked in the circle a few times, and practiced the "Fire Spirit Fist" and "Fire Yang Palm" several times.

Finally, he took out the cold sword, only to find a strange phenomenon.

The chill in the cold sword has disappeared.

"Hey, what's going on? Why doesn't the cold sword have any cold air?"

Fang Xiaowu was not puzzled.

Then, he took out the cold knife again.

Like the Cold Sword, the Cold Knife also lost its cold aura and turned into a genuine ghost-headed broadsword.

After thinking about it for a long time, it could only be attributed to the fact that after opening the Purple Mansion, even the Tianyang Qi and the cold Qi in the Sumeru Bead were lost.

Although the Cold Sword and the Cold Sword were heaven-level weapons, they also lost their power that did not belong to them.

In this case, the Cold Sword and the Cold Sword should no longer be called that, and should be called back to their original names, which are the Shadow Sword and the Ghost King Sword.

After practicing the sword for two hours, and then practicing the sword for two hours, I felt exhausted.

Drink a glass of forgetful wine and refresh yourself.

Have another drink and your spirits will be boosted.

Third, fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth.

If you add the cup you drink in the morning, it's a total of nine cups.

Because of the lesson from the last time, he was already ready to fall asleep, and before he could fall, he was already in a position to lie on the ground.

Sure enough, not long after he lay down, he suddenly felt a surge of alcohol, even if he was at the peak of cultivation, he couldn't resist it, he rolled his eyes directly and fell asleep.

Soon his snoring sounded.

After three days like this, I don't feel that time flies slowly, but I think that such days are also very good.

As the saying goes, sleep until you wake up naturally, and now he not only sleeps until he wakes up naturally, but also drinks and exercises, all of which go with the flow.

For example, he drank only nine cups a day, and after nine cups, he would fall.

And his practice is to practice boxing, palms, swords, swords, and body methods, not pursuing progress, only attitude.

Practice until you feel tired and don't want to practice, and you won't force yourself to practice for seven or eight hours.

On the morning of the fourth day, when he woke up, he had only planned to drink a glass of Forgetfulness.

But after he drank one glass, he may have been accustomed to the taste of the forget-worry wine, and felt that it was not enough to taste, so he drank one more glass, that is, two glasses.

Afterwards, he began to practice until he didn't want to practice, then sat down, poured a glass of wine, and enjoyed it.

After a short time, he drank five glasses, got up and walked a few laps, and returned to his place to continue drinking.

After two more glasses, he lay down on the ground, waited for the strange wine to come to his heart, and slept until dawn the next day.

Unexpectedly, he lay down for a long time, and the strength of the wine never appeared, as if he deliberately wanted to go against him.

In a fit of rage, he sat up and drank three glasses.

As a result, he has drunk a total of twelve cups so far today.

Lying back on the ground, thinking that this time it should come.

Who knows, he has been lying down for a long time, and he still has no intention of drinking.

And this time, he was really angry.

"Fuck, my body has developed immunity? I don't believe me, I'm not drunk. ”

He sat up and drank five cups in one go, which was seventeen in all.

Before he could drink the eighteenth cup, the man suddenly collapsed, and before he fell asleep, a satisfied expression finally appeared on his face.