Zheng Fan drank one vat after another, and in a moment's effort, all five vats of wine were drunk, a full five thousand catties of spirits!

"This, this is the real god of wine, no trace of spiritual power is used, you see that he is still so dry, without a trace of sweat. ”

"Yes, Senior Brother Xu Kun, admit defeat. ”

The disciples were shocked when they saw that Zheng Fan easily drank all the five jars of wine, but this was a real drink with strength.

But some people also questioned: "Five thousand catties of liquor in the belly, could it be that the deputy hall master has a Qiankun bag in his stomach? Otherwise, where would the wine go? ”

Everyone was talking about it, some questioning, some praising and supporting, and for a while, the scene was chaotic.

Xu Kun hasn't moved since Zheng Fan drank the first vat of wine, he definitely doesn't believe that Zheng Fan didn't use spiritual power, otherwise where would all so much wine go?

Even if he Xu Kun has to rely on spiritual power to emit alcohol, there will still be residues, but Zheng Fan is more and more energetic the more he drinks, and he doesn't see a bit of decline.

Continue to compete, or admit defeat?

Xu Kun hesitated in his heart, these five jars of wine were more than five thousand catties. Even if you use the aura to volatilize some of it, the remaining residues alone are enough to get you drunk.

But a thousand sword talismans, he has also saved up for a long time, where is he willing to give up like this?

Drink!

Xu Kun gritted his teeth, and also picked up the vat and went to the jar in his mouth. In fact, seeing this, everyone also understands, after all, they are not fools, even Xu Kun, who is at the ninth level of the Qi Realm, has to use the aura in order to force out the wine qi and become a 'water man', Zheng Fan is a person who refines the body, but it is easier than Xu Kun to drink wine.

There is only one reason, Zheng Fan's means are higher than Xu Kun's. As for what means were used, everyone couldn't figure it out.

Zhan Maniac smiled: "This hall master, sure enough, there is a set, I am also very curious, where did he get those drinks?"

Jiang Wuji's eyes lit up and shouted, "Boss, remember the human-level weapon you promised me!"

Zheng Fan's face was black, and he couldn't imagine that Jiang Wuxian would jump out to make up for the knife at this time, "Don't worry, Wuji, a thousand sword talismans, I will win this Xu Kun brother in a while, and I will give you a hand." ”

When Tie Niu heard this, he immediately became interested: "Big brother, and me, don't forget my Tie Niu if there is a good thing..."

Zheng Fan smiled faintly: "Don't worry, a few of you, go and bring twenty vasks of wine again." ”

A few younger brothers, they went to carry twenty jars of wine and put them next to Zheng Fan and the others, this is the five jars of wine that Xu Kun had just drunk before.

The whole body was a little unstable and swayed slightly. The whole body exudes a rich and incomparably rich smell of wine.

Zheng Fan picked up another vat of wine and drank it lightly.

"Stop~Hiccup~~~" Xu Kun let out a long wine burp, although he was still unwilling in his heart, it was a thousand sword talismans. But at this moment, he had to surrender, after all, looking at Zheng Fan's posture, his means were obviously higher than his own, and he had a feeling that he was getting braver and braver the more he fought.

And he, Xu Kun, has reached a critical point at this time, and if he drinks it again, he may be ugly, and that is really embarrassing to be thrown home.

"Deputy hall master, I, Xu Kun, am convinced, I am willing to gamble and lose, you can take these thousand sword talismans. ”

With a wave of his hand, Zheng Fan withdrew a thousand sword talismans, and a thousand more were left on the ground. Xu Kun said in his heart: "Could it be that he wants to return this sword talisman to me? That's the best, too, how can I say that I am also the head of the five generals of the Battle Hall, although he is the new deputy hall master, but no matter how you say it, you have to give me a face." ”

Xu Kun thought of beauty, but he didn't expect that Zheng Fan said aloud to the disciples: "Today, I, Zheng Fan, the new deputy hall master, can get together with all the brothers, it is really the fate of the three lives, this thousand sword talismans, divided into hundreds, between the brothers, half of the lot competition, there are a total of one hundred places, and the lucky ones who draw the quota will each have ten sword talismans." ”

"Okay! ”

"You can only get ten sword talismans a month, and if you draw them, it will be a lot of income. ”

"Whoa, whoa..."

Since the establishment of the battle hall, there has been no free lottery again, and today everyone was very happy to hear Zheng Fan generously send a thousand sword talismans.

After a while, Zheng Fan arranged for his subordinates to take 5,000 pieces of paper. Zheng Fan wrote a hundred 'medium' characters on it at random. Then let all the brothers, line up and come over one by one to draw the lottery.

"Bad luck, I didn't hit it!" said one of the disciples with some frustration.

"I didn't hit either..."

"I'm in, I'm in!" one of the disciples blushed and shouted excitedly. Ten sword talismans, that's usually a month to get.

"I've been hit too..."

After a while, one hundred lucky disciples drew out, and each of them received ten sword talismans. Naturally, I was happy, and I didn't get it, although I was unwilling, but I had nothing to complain about, I could only say that I was unlucky.

After the lottery, Zheng Fan's status in the hearts of the entire Zhantang disciples has improved a lot.

Strong strength, one person wins the battle hall four generals. Strange means, 5,000 catties of wine in the stomach, the clouds are light and the wind is light.

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In the Battle Temple.

"Brother Zheng Fan, now in this battle hall, there are only you and me, and I just look at you, as if I have something to say. "The war maniac Fang Cai also drank a lot of wine, and did not use spiritual power to resolve it, slightly drunk, just having a sip, not a sip of tea.

Zheng Fan took out the 'pickaxe' from the Qiankun bag, which was black all over, with a faint black halo circulating on the surface.

"Hall Master, I don't know what kind of magic weapon this is?" Zheng Fan asked.

Zhan Maniac laughed and said: "This is the primary magic weapon - 'Black Dragon Pickaxe', you can recognize the Lord by dropping a drop of blood on it." ”

Zheng Fan was about to make a move, but when he thought of the 'Qingfeng Sword' that had been shattered by dripping with his own blood, he hesitated a little and put away the black dragon pickaxe.

"Hall Master, I'd better confess the Lord after returning to my cave mansion, by the way, is there anything I need to do on weekdays?" Zheng Fan asked, after all, he is also a deputy hall master now, and he still needs to understand the things that should be understood.

The war madness waved his hand: "You don't need to do anything, here are a few books, some secrets and common sense about the cultivation realm, as well as the records of the major events of the sect that I want the Sword Sect to inherit for thousands of years, you can take it back and take a look, and it is good to understand it." ”

As he spoke, he handed Zheng Fan a few books: "On weekdays, you can cultivate hard, and if there is a big event, I will send someone to inform you in advance." ”

Zheng Fan casually threw the books into the Qiankun bag, chatted for a while, and then got up with Jiang Wuxian and left the battle hall.

Zheng Fan became the deputy hall master, and Jiang Wuxian naturally entered the battle hall. As one of Zheng Fan's two followers, one is Tie Niu, and the other is Jiang Wuxian.

There are many disciples around him who are currying favor with him, and there are also many female disciples who are crazy to hint. Before Jiang Wuxian entered the Sword Gate, he was also a rich boy, but he had never seen such a posture, and he was a little fluttering.

"Traceless, let's go back. Zheng Fan searched for a while before finding Jiang Wuxian.

"Boss, the sun hasn't set yet, where are we going back?" Jiang Wuxian said helplessly. Although he also enjoyed the feeling of being held by the stars, he also felt a little troubled after a long time.

Zheng Fan then remembered that there was still a woman taking a bath in the cave, so let it go, and he was not allowed to go back to the cave before the sun set.

"Then you can stay here by yourself, and when the sun sets, remember to go back to the cave by yourself. I believe that from today onwards, there will be no long-sighted person who dares to bully you anymore. Zheng Fan smiled and left the battle hall by himself.

"Where are you going?" Zheng Fan was a little worried, walking aimlessly in the Sword Gate, and looked up at the sky: "It is estimated that in two hours, the sun will be able to set, well, then go to the top of the mountain to see the sunset." ”

Thinking of this, Zheng Fan walked briskly and went to a high place in the east. After a while, I came to the top of the mountain.

There were no people on the top of this mountain, only a few pairs of men and women could be vaguely seen, scattered under a few uncles, and they didn't know what life events were being discussed.

As far as the eye could see, there was a forest under the mountain, swinging with the wind, Zheng Fan sat quietly on the top of the mountain and took out a hairpin from his arms.

"Ah Lu girl, there are avenues in heaven and earth, there are demons, and there are immortals. One day, I will find the Almighty, resurrect you, and put this hairpin on your head with my own hands..."

"Rumble... Boom..."

There were a few thunderbolts in the sky, followed by a few bolts of lightning. In a moment, the downpour fell, startling several young couples in the forest, each running down the mountain to find a place to shelter from the rain.

Zheng Fan's heart is extremely calm at the moment. He carefully put the hairpin back into his arms, letting the raindrops fall on him.

At this moment, there is no hustle and bustle of mortal dust, no deceit, no cultivation, no struggle, everything is so calm and beautiful...

"Life is like a dream and an illusion, morning is like morning dew and twilight is like sunset. All beings are obsessed with a thousand illusions, and they will never regret being trapped in the red dust. Rolling red dust on the end of the world, two lines of tears accompanied by you. Once my heart was broken and my tears were dry, leaving only a pile of wasteland. ”

Zheng Fan muttered to himself, read out such a poem, and then said with a smile: "What about the void, what about the reality? If I don't have to die, I will not look for immortals in the sky!"

The sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and a bolt of lightning as thick as an arm suddenly struck Zheng Fan's head.

Zheng Fan didn't notice it, he only heard an explosion, and the top of his head was hot, and he felt very warm.

"The divine thunder descended into the world, and the sage body was born in response to the catastrophe of heaven and earth, and the ten articles of the "Sage Sutra", the robber must practice with his heart. The voice full of majesty and solemnity sounded in Zheng Fan's mind again.

"Who the hell are you?" Zheng Fan said with a frown, this voice had appeared many times, but Zheng Fan never knew who the owner of that voice was.

"It doesn't matter who I am. I don't have much time left in this space, so don't be noisy and listen to me. ”