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When he opened his eyes, Fang Xiaowu did not wake up naturally, but was woken up by a stomach scream.

When he woke up, he found himself hungry, and there was nothing to fill his stomach with but wine.

So, he quickly got up from the ground and drank as if he were drinking water.

1 glass, 2 glasses, 3 glasses, 4 glasses, 5 glasses, 6 glasses, 7 glasses......

Drinking and drinking, he didn't know how many glasses he had drunk, anyway, in his feelings, he had already drunk seven or eight catties of Forget Worry wine.

Strangely, he didn't get drunk this time, but the more he drank, the more energetic he became.

If your stomach is not full, keep drinking.

Eight catties, nine catties, ten catties, eleven catties, twelve catties, thirteen catties, fourteen catties, fifteen catties, sixteen catties, seventeen catties, eighteen catties, nineteen catties.

After almost twenty pounds, he finally couldn't drink anymore.

Because the spirit is too vigorous, things must be reversed.

He suddenly felt that his brain was groggy, but he couldn't fall asleep, he was in a daze, and he couldn't control his mind at all.

I saw him staggering to his feet and walking upside down.

When he reached the edge of the aperture, he reached forward and touched it, and a strong force suddenly hit him, knocking him out and falling to the ground.

"Okay, you little girl, you dare to fight with me, come and come, let my brother teach you a few tricks, see if you dare to hit people casually in the future. ”

After a carp was straightened, it rolled over and stood up, stepped to the edge of the aperture, and punched out.

Although he was in a drunken state, the force of this punch was definitely eight million yuan power, and even Xiaoshan could blast it open.

Bang!

A strong force was sent out again, not only shaking Fang Xiaowu's arm to the point of almost breaking it, but also flying out.

With a "bang", just as his body was about to fly out of the circle, there was another strong force on the opposite side, which shook him back.

Boom Boom Boom ......

In this way, Fang Xiaowu's body kept bumping around in the circle, like a human ball.

At first, he didn't feel anything.

But in the end, the force became stronger and stronger, and each impact was 100 million, to say the least.

After a few hundred strokes, he couldn't stand it.

However, his drunkenness did not dissipate, and he had no way to control his body at all, and even his strength was brute force.

The more he tried to control his body, the more he couldn't control it, and the more he suffered.

After an hour, that vigorous force had increased to as much as 200 million.

Three days!

After three full days, the alcohol that made Fang Xiaowu in a trance suddenly disappeared.

With a "boom", Fang Xiaowu's body fell, and finally fell heavily to the ground, not only was his body sore, but he couldn't even get up.

After lying on the ground for a few hours, he felt better than before, and slowly got up and sat on the ground.

He has a vague memory of what happened when he was drunk.

He just vaguely felt as if he had hit something, but then he was hit back by this thing.

Then, he was beaten back and forth by that thing, and he didn't know how many times he was beaten, anyway, it was uncomfortable.

After a while, he felt that he had returned to normal, shook his head, and said, "I can't drink like that anymore, if I drink like that, I will really be beaten to pieces." ”

So, from today on, he doesn't drink a drop of wine, sits still, and sits for a day.

The next day, he was still sitting still.

Day 3, Day 4, Day 5.

After six days, he sat like a nerd for so long, but he didn't even move, and he really thought of himself as a monk who could sit down forever.

On the seventh day, as if he had just woken up, he sat down for a long time, stood up and moved his hands and feet, and said: "After sitting for so long, it is time to move your muscles and bones, otherwise it will be really not fun to become a living fossil." ”

After practicing the exercises for three hours, I feel that my body is completely stretched, and I am not tired as before, but I am getting more and more energetic.

After practicing for another three hours, he still didn't feel tired, and his energy was so strong that he seemed to be able to break a hole in the sky with one punch.

He has been practicing, and he doesn't know how many times he has practiced for three hours.

At the end of the practice, I really can't do it, so I can only drink to suppress my shock.

This time, he learned to be obedient, drank slowly, divided the cup into nine mouthfuls, and after nine mouthfuls of stomach, it was already an hour later.

The second cup is still like this.

The third cup is still.

Fourth, fifth, sixth......

Before he knew it, he had been drinking for three days and three nights, and he began to feel that his eyes were a little blurry.

Looking at the crescent moon in the night sky, suddenly, a sense of sadness came to my heart.

He thought of many things, many people, the more he thought about it, the more sad he became, although the man had tears and did not flick, but when he thought of the end, he couldn't help but shed nostalgic tears.

Silently shed tears for a while, he wiped away the tears and continued to drink.

"When you sing about wine, what is life? For example, the morning dew, the past day is bitter. Be generous and unforgettable. How can we solve our worries? Only Du Kang. Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart. But for the sake of the king, he has been chanting to this day...... "He sang while drinking, and the more he sang, the louder he became, and he couldn't help but use the Yuan Li in the Purple Mansion.

Suddenly, a "buzzing" sound sounded all around, like a response from the aperture to him.

After a while, Fang Xiaowu Xing came first, full of pride, and drank wine.

He wanted to get himself drunk and get a good night's sleep, and by the time he woke up, twenty-seven days would have almost passed.

Drink and drink, a barrel of wine reached the bottom, because he was not drunk, so he continued to drink.

Gradually, the second pass of wine is about to bottom out.

At this time, Fang Xiaowu felt a little drunk.

Finally, he drank all the wine, stretched out his foot, kicked the barrel aside, and with the drunkenness, he threw a drunken fist in the aperture.

His drunken punches are unorganized and full of flaws, but the most important thing is to do what he wants, and he is drunk.

Fighting, as if drunk or not, he suddenly thought that he had opened the Purple Mansion, even if his cultivation had not yet reached the realm of God, he was already a quasi-martial god.

As a martial god, why can't you create your own set of martial arts?

I remember that when he was in the Wufei Temple, because he thought hard for a long time, he couldn't understand the essence of Zhang Wuliu's swordsmanship, and it wasn't until he forgot it that he explored the essence of that swordsmanship.

And now, what he drank was the wine of forgetting worries, and there was also forgetting, so forget it.

Forget who you are, forget where you are, forget everything in this world.

In an instant, he emptied himself, couldn't feel the existence of his physical body, hid his divine will in the Purple Mansion, and danced with his hands.

At first, his movements were clumsy and ugly.

Then, his movements were very immature.

Then, his movements began to have a rhythm.

In the end, his movements not only have palm techniques, but also integrate the fists and kicks he has learned before into a furnace, which is self-contained, and there are no traces of the original at all, and the power is so great that even the best heaven-level martial arts are not enough to describe its magic.

I don't know how long it took, Fang Xiaowu felt that "he" was back.

With a wave of his hand, although the power emitted is not much, there is an indescribable magical power, even for the masters in the late stage of the god realm, they can see the moves, not to mention much.

An hour later, he drew a circle with both hands like Tai Chi, retracted his waist, looked up to the sky and let out a laugh, and said: "Lao Tzu finally created a set of peerless martial arts, from now on, Lao Tzu's peerless martial arts is called'Forgetful Cover the Sky Hand', specializing in breaking the world's martial arts, soldiers will block, water will cover the earth, meet the gods to kill the gods, meet the Buddha to kill the Buddha......"

Suddenly, his body turned and he shouted, "Look!"

Bang!

He shot quickly and steadily, his moves were like fists and not fists, palms and palms, and he seemed to grasp and not grasp, and he made a move against a person who suddenly appeared behind him.

There is no half-way back-off, and there is a great posture to fight with the other party to the end.

With a "whew", the man clasped his hand casually, and had already grabbed Fang Xiaowu's wrist, and then threw Fang Xiaowu out with a slight shake.

However, Fang Xiaowu flipped over in mid-air and landed on the ground without any major problems.

"Come again. The man shouted.

"Good!"

Fang Xiaowu shook his spirits, unfolded the "Forgetful Cover the Sky", and quickly fought with the comer in the aperture.

The so-called "hand" is actually all-encompassing, containing all martial arts, and the moves of weapons are also covered.

All the tricks that can be used against the enemy, whether they are heavy or light, whether they are fast or slow, whether they are big open and close or small fights, whether they are magical or rotten, they can be easily used, self-contained, seemingly simple, but actually exquisite.

After Fang Xiaowu "fought" with that person for nearly a hundred moves, he didn't even touch a piece of his clothes, but if he could fight with the other party, it could already be regarded as earth-shattering, because that person was none other than the Ba Jiuxian who was about to soar.

A person's cultivation has reached the pinnacle of martial arts, so how can they care about martial arts?

The reason why Ba Jiuxian wanted Fang Xiaowu to make a move on him was not really to fight with Fang Xiaowu, but to see how subtle Fang Xiaowu's "Forgetful Cover the Sky Hand" was, and at the same time, he also wanted to exercise Fang Xiaowu's adaptability and make Fang Xiaowu's "Forgetful Cover the Sky Hand" more proficient.

After a hundred moves, Ba Jiuxian and Fang Xiaowu slapped each other, and gently exerted force, shaking Fang Xiaowu back a few steps.

Then, Ba Jiuxian smiled, his eyes shot out of the Dao colored light, and said, "Fang Xiaowu, you are really the person that the old man is looking for, today, except for you, the old man has never seen a strange person like you. Hey, what? You've drunk all the wine. ”

Fang Xiaowu scratched his head and said abruptly: "Ba Lao, although you told me not to be greedy for a cup, but I still ...... in the end."

"Oh my God, you only drank eighty catties of worry-forgetting wine for twenty-four days and drank it all, old and rotten...... The old decay has nothing to say. ”

Ba Jiuxian had never seen anything like that, but today, he was already so surprised that he couldn't be more surprised, it can be seen that what Fang Xiaowu did had made him speechless, deeply speechless.