In the middle of Wujian Peak, on the mountainside. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The wind is drunk and sits idly in a pavilion in the mountains, with long hair scattered and fluttering with the wind, not like a powerful person sitting on a peak, but more like a scribe and elegant guest who is attached to the landscape, looking chic.

This pavilion is not spacious, but it is built classical and elegant, there is a stone table in the pavilion, three stone chairs, and there is a chessboard and several jars of good wine on the table, except that there is no fragrance from the rare and exotic plants around, the rest of the scenes are no different from the scene when the first doppelganger of the wind and dust played against Qin Cang.

Feng Zuichen's eyes were deep, looking into the distance, and he muttered to himself, as if he was waiting for someone.

"Twenty-four games, first 16 losses, then 8 draws. It's obviously a very inferior spiritual power cultivation, but it can still go down to this level with me, it's really rare, it's much better than I expected!"

When the wind was drunk and muttered to himself, a smile appeared on his face, although the person sitting in this pavilion was still not his deity, but his twenty-fifth doppelganger, but his understanding and use of spiritual arts had always been very exquisite, and the doppelgangers he conjured up were all transformed by a trace of soul power on his body, so that these clones maintained an interconnected relationship with each other. What one of the clones sees, hears, and feels can be instantly communicated to the rest of the clones.

This is why the twenty-fifth clone of Feng Zuchenchen only stayed here, but he was also able to understand the victory and defeat between Qin Cang and his other clones at the first time.

"Oh, are you coming?"

Feng Zuchen's mind suddenly moved, and in an instant, two silver wine glasses were conjured and placed on the stone table. He immediately picked up a jar of wine and poured it slowly into the glass, and the whole process was slow, but it gave a sense of flowing beauty, as if what he was doing at the moment was not pouring the wine into the silver cup, but making a trickle of water flow into the river.

That is, the next moment when the wind was drunk and poured the wine into the glass, there was a sudden sound of footsteps around the place.

Feng Zuchen's expression was as usual, and he didn't feel the slightest sense of surprise, even if he didn't use his soul power to investigate now, he knew the identity of the person who came at the first time.

"Brother Feng, we meet again, count it out, this is already your twenty-fifth doppelganger. ”

Duanmu Yuanqing had not yet arrived, but the voice had already arrived, as if it was Hong Zhong Dalu, and his body speed was also extremely fast, not long after his words fell, he had already entered the pavilion. It's just that Duanmu Yuanqing deliberately avoided a stone chair opposite Feng Zuichen, and directly turned around and sat on the bias.

Behind him was a rather thin young figure, whose face was flushed, with obvious drunkenness, and walked staggeringly, extremely unsteadily, as if he might accidentally fall to the side at any time, and completely collapse to the ground.

Feng Zuichen saw this scene, and couldn't help laughing: "Qin Cang, you seem to be very drunk. ”

Qin Cang staggered all the way, his body swayed, and it took a long time to walk into the pavilion with great difficulty, and he said with some vagueness: "Wind...... The wine of the wind predecessors is indeed my ...... A rare spirit in my life, I ...... Ahem. ”

Before Qin Cang finished speaking, he couldn't help coughing violently, but fortunately, he still maintained a sense of consciousness and did not reach that state of being drunk, he immediately sat down on the stone chair, exhaled and breathed, and used his spiritual power to try to dissipate the powerful alcohol that remained in his body.

Feng Zuichen saw all this in his eyes, did not give help, nor did he stop it, but quietly watched Qin Cang operate his spiritual power, circulate the meridians, and reincarnate Zhou Tian. Feng Zuichen clearly saw that every time Qin Cang's spiritual power ran through the meridians in his body for a great week, a lot of sweat would seep out of his forehead, and these sweats were the manifestation of Qin Cang's use of his spiritual power to eliminate the strength of the wine.

"Although this kid's cultivation is only in the early stage of leaving the mortal realm, the purity of his spiritual power is far beyond my imagination. He had lost a total of sixteen games and drank sixteen jars of Burning Heart Wine, although there was some time to rest and calm down halfway, but the strength of the Burning Heart Wine was so strong that even the monks who entered the Creation Realm could influence it, so this time was almost negligible. ”

In this case, he learned a lesson, changed his chess style, and played eight draws with me, and then drank eight jars of cold dew wine, which can be described as two layers of ice and fire, yin and yang. It is really not easy to persist until now, in addition to relying on spiritual power to suppress, but also relying on will to persevere!"

Feng Zuichen's expression on the surface did not change significantly, but in his heart, his opinion of Qin Cang was already a little more affirmative.

"Brother Feng, this kid is full of alcohol now, I'm afraid that he is about to get drunk and fall unconscious, are you sure you won't help him?" Duanmu Yuanqing asked abruptly.

Feng Zuichen smiled and asked, "He was drunk before, didn't Brother Duanmu stop it?"

Duanmu Yuanqing was speechless for a while, and then he was drunk and said to him: "What you think in your heart, in fact, I also know a little bit about it, if Qin Cang really worships Wu Jian Peak and becomes my disciple, I am afraid that you are only unwilling in your heart." ”

"Indeed, the extraordinary thing about this son, I have already seen it as early as when I was in Wind Thunder City, if a famous teacher cultivates him carefully, his future achievements will be at least an elder-level figure, and he will not be inferior to me. Duanmu Yuanqing said.

Feng Zuichen smiled: "Do you think I'm not the famous teacher who can carefully cultivate him?"

When Duanmu Yuanqing heard this, he was immediately embarrassed and said: "Although Brother Feng is strong, he has a strange temperament, he has never accepted a disciple, he is the descendant of those high-level members of the Sword Pavilion, and I don't know how much you have rejected, although Qin Cang is extraordinary, but the possibility of making you move his heart to accept apprentices is very small." ”

Feng Zuichen's face smiled even more: "Do you think Qin Cang is inferior to those high-level queens?"

"Aside from cultivation, for now, he is still inferior to Lu Xiao, Yi Wuru, Mu Xinyu and others in some aspects. Duanmu Yuanqing pondered.

"Hehe, I think Qin Cang is much stronger than them, at least whether it is Lu Xiao, Yi Ruthless or that Mu girl from your Spirit Sword Peak, they can't keep their minds completely lost and maintain the last trace of sobriety after drinking sixteen altars of heart-burning wine and eight altars of cold dew wine. Feng Zuichen said slowly.

"This ......" Duanmu Yuanqing couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, he originally thought that although Qin Cang's talent was high, he was still a little inferior to the personal disciples of the peak master like Mu Xinyu, but now that he was drunk with the dust, he suddenly realized that he had underestimated Qin Cang before.

Feng Zuchen's words are indeed true, although Mu Xinyu's cultivation has reached the realm of creation, but if she and Qin Cang drink sixteen altars of heart-burning wine and eight altars of cold dew wine one after another, I am afraid that within half an hour, she will be distracted, and within an hour, she will inevitably lose all consciousness and fall to the ground. And although Qin Cang's body was shaky and obviously drunk, he still maintained a trace of sobriety in his mind, and in this regard, his Dao heart was undoubtedly much firmer than Mu Xinyu.

"Brother Feng, you have an appreciation for Qin Cang, so will you take him as an apprentice?" Duanmu Yuanqing was silent for a moment, and then suddenly asked tentatively to Feng Zuichen.

Feng Zuichen smiled mysteriously, and did not answer directly, but said: "After Qin Cang has eliminated all the alcohol in his body, you will directly trigger the general trend of heaven and earth, perform the technique of space shifting, and bring him to the top of Wujian Peak to see me." As for the Dao power of Wujian Peak itself, you don't have to worry, I have changed it, you only need to drink the two glasses of wine on the table, and it will not affect you. ”

"Coming directly to the top of the mountain to see you, aren't there still twenty-five games to be completed?" Duanmu Yuanqing wondered.

Feng Zuichen smiled: "Originally, there were indeed twenty-five more games, but his performance exceeded my expectations, so I temporarily decided to have another game with him." ”

"Such a fickle man. Duanmu Yuanqing said in a low voice.

"Haha, Brother Duanmu, this is called flexibility, not fickleness. What's more, this is also extremely beneficial to you, at least after this game, it will be clear whether he will become my disciple or return to Spirit Sword Peak with you to practice. ”

The sound of wind and dust fell, and the figure turned from solid to void again, and in the blink of an eye, it dissipated in Duanmu Yuanqing's field of vision like a wisp of smoke.

"Come without a trace, go without a trace, you are really a man like the wind! You are not wrong with this surname. Looking at the direction in which Feng Zuchen left, Duanmu Yuanqing said secretly in his heart.

After a few breaths, Duanmu Yuanqing turned around abruptly and looked at Qin Cang, who was dissipating the strength of the wine, his eyes flashing like starlight, thoughtful.

He immediately sighed: "Well, everything has its own certainty, and it is inconvenient for me to force it." If you really get the appreciation of Feng Zuchen and become his disciple, I am also happy for you, but if that is the case, your life in the Qingyun Sword Pavilion in the future will definitely not be peaceful. As the saying goes, the wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it!"

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