The three of them came to the grass hall and sat on the ground.

The servant served several plates of wine and side dishes, and the attendant maid poured wine for the three of them on the side.

Wu'an Guogui is His Royal Highness Daqin, but his temperament is more like a reckless, chivalrous and high-roller, and he doesn't particularly value his residence or anything.

Wu Anguo raised his glass and drank it all, and said to Fang Buyi: "Come on, come on, be happy today, and do it first in the next place!" ”

Fang Buyi also took a drink, only to feel a fire from his throat into his stomach, and then there seemed to be a raging flame in his stomach, the flames spread along the meridians around his body, and his whole body began to heat up, like a magma river next to a volcano.

Fang Buyi's face changed slightly, and Wu Anguo looked at him with a strange expression, smiling without saying a word.

Fang Buyi secretly exclaimed: "I didn't expect the wine in the samurai's mouth to be as fierce as this!" If this is an ordinary monk, I am afraid that the meridians of the whole body have been burned out. ”

If it weren't for Fang Buyi's flame dragon armor protection, he really wouldn't be able to resist the fiery nature of this martial immortal wine.

Wu Anguo said with a smile: "Brother Fang is very human. This martial immortal wine, even the strongest samurai under my command, can't stand it. Only with the blood of the samurai family can he try his best to dissolve his fiery liquor. Brother Fang drank it all, which is really the only thing he has seen in his life! ”

Fang Buyi looked at Wu Shanshan, and sure enough, when she saw that she only took a small sip, her face flushed, and she had to stop the cup.

Fang Buyi suddenly felt that the sword intent in his body was extremely excited, swimming around in the meridians, and soon drank up the martial immortal wine in his body.

In this way, the burning sensation in Fang Buyi's meridians was quickly dissolved, and then his face was as usual.

Wu Anguo couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw that Fang Buyi's face had just flushed, and then his face was as usual: "It seems that I still underestimated Brother Fang, and thought that it would take him at least half an hour to resolve it." ”

Immediately instructed the attendants: "Bring two large bowls!" ”

Wu Shanshan's face changed, she knew that her second brother was the best drinker in Daqin. The samurai was already addicted to alcohol, but Wu Anguo's addiction to alcohol was ten times greater than that of ordinary samurai, and he often drank for several days. Even the most powerful warrior in Great Qin, in front of Wu Anguo, never dared to drink with a big bowl. Unexpectedly, Fang Buyi looked weak and weak, but he could drink with Wu Anguo in a big bowl.

The servant immediately brought two large bowls and filled them for the two of them.

Wu Anguo said: "Brother Fang, this martial immortal wine has the wonderful effect of quenching the body, although you are a monk, if you can dissolve it, you can also get great benefits." Come on, let's do it! ”

Fang Buyi had read the Tianyi Wine Sutra and knew that the stronger the wine, the stronger the effect of quenching.

This Martial Immortal Wine was really the most violent wine he had ever seen, and even a warrior in the Armor Casting Extreme Realm might not be able to withstand it.

In the Tianyi Wine Sutra, there is no record of such a fierce wine, it seems that in order to make this wine, Wu Anguo has spent a lot of thought.

Fang Buyi knew that he couldn't bear the alcoholic nature of Wuxian Wine, so he wanted to refuse, but since it was Wu Anguo's invitation, it was difficult to refuse, so he picked up the bowl and took a sip tentatively.

He had just drunk only one cup when he felt that his meridians had almost been burned, and if it weren't for the sword intent little fish who drank up the residual wine, he would have been paralyzed to the ground at this moment.

He had taken a sip cautiously, as if facing a great enemy, and mobilized all his spiritual power, ready to resist this terrifying liquor.

Unexpectedly, the sword intent little fish smelled the wine, became restless, rushed to his throat, opened the round mouth of the fish, and sucked the martial immortal wine into the belly of the fish.

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Below, Fang Buyi didn't feel the slightest feeling in his body, but the sword intent Xiaoyu became even more excited. Fang Buyi looked inward with his divine sense, and found that the body of the sword intent Xiaoyu became brighter, faintly exuding a metallic luster.

"It's ...... Quenching? Fang Buyi was quite surprised.

He took another sip, and the sword intent fish still opened his small mouth, absorbing all the wine, not wasting a single drop.

Fang Buyi didn't hesitate any longer, raised his head and drank the entire bowl of Martial Immortal Wine.

The sword intent small fish did not refuse, don't look at its body is only less than an inch, but its belly is amazingly large, a bowl of martial immortal wine was drunk by it, and there was no movement at all.

Wu Anguo saw that Fang Buyi drank a bowl of Wuxian wine, and his face did not change, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and then showed a look of joy.

"Unthinkable, unthinkable! Brother Fang is really a god of wine! Let's not get drunk today! ”

As he spoke, he raised his head and made another bowl.

Fang Buyi smiled bitterly, in fact, he knew that with the alcoholic properties of this martial immortal wine, it could almost be used as a weapon to kill ordinary monks. Even if he had a huge spiritual power to protect his body, if he really drank this martial immortal wine, he would be paralyzed to the ground for a while. Unless the spirits are wrapped in spiritual power, they are eliminated from the body, and the spirits are not allowed to stay in the body for half a moment.

Fang Buyi picked up the bowl and drank it again, the sword intent Xiaoyu was impatient to accept it all, and Fang Buyi drank it all with confidence.

After the little fish drank the Martial Immortal Wine, although it did not grow up, it was glowing with blood-colored light, and gradually condensed into pieces of tiny fish scales.

Wu Anguo wine met his opponent, and he was extremely excited.

His drinking skills are too strong, and he can't find drinking friends since he was a child, but now he can see that Fang Buyi can actually drink two bowls of martial immortal wine without changing his face, how can he be unhappy?

If it weren't for his father's order that he must go to the Winning Conference to inquire about the situation, he would have to pull the cloth clothes and drink for three days and three nights, and he never took it to heart when he won the conference or something.

This martial immortal wine is extremely precious, although it cannot increase cultivation, but it is a divine object of quenching the body, and every time you drink it, you can quench the body once.

Ordinary warriors have only been tempered more than ten times when they have practiced to the peak of the armor casting period, and Wu Anguo has only been at the peak of the bone refining stage, but he has been quenched more than three hundred times, relying on this martial immortal wine and the unique bloodline of his martial arts.

It took him five years to use the manpower of the entire Great Qin to collect raw materials for winemaking, and only then did he brew more than two hundred catties of Wuxian wine. I didn't think about the time for two people to have a cup of tea, and I had already drunk two bowls.

But there are fewer cups of wine for a thousand confidants, and Wu Anguo is a generous person, even if he drinks all this batch of Wuxian wine, he will not hesitate to do so.

The two of them drank from afternoon to evening, and from evening to midnight, and drank more than 100 catties of martial immortal wine before they gave up.

This time, the two of them admired each other very much.

Fang Buyi saw that Wu Anguo drank more than fifty catties of martial immortal wine, but his face was only slightly red, and he didn't even reach the state of being slightly drunk, and he was shocked.

He clearly knows that his limit is only one glass, and if he has one more glass, he must use his strength to resist alcohol.

It can be seen that Wu Anguo's physical body is so powerful, no wonder he monopolized dozens of Jindan period monks with the power of one person that day, but his face did not change.

And Wu Anguo's heart is even more incredible, this martial immortal wine, even their martial arts family, at most, can only drink a few catties at a time, who knows that Fang Buyi is the same as himself, even drinking more than fifty catties without changing his face.

And there was no change on Fang Buyi's face, and the amount of alcohol was even stronger than himself.

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He didn't know that the martial immortal wine that Fang Buyi drank was actually all drunk honestly and unceremoniously by Sword Intent Xiaoyu.

After drinking more than fifty catties of martial immortal wine, the sword intent Xiaoyu seemed to be unfinished, and his body had been tempered dozens of times.

Fang Buyi looked inward with his divine sense, and found that the sword intent small fish had doubled in size, and now it was more than an inch long.

The whole body is covered with tiny red scales, and it no longer looks like a vague red mist, but more and more like an entity.

Fang Buyi secretly sighed that his alcohol consumption was not as good as a fish the size of a small thumb.

Wu Anguo looked at Fang Buyi for a while, and the expression on his face changed.

"Brother Fang, doesn't he need to be active?" Wu Anguo asked.

"Activities? What activities? ”

Wu Anguo hugged his fists and said: "Brother Fang drinks like a god, and he admires it so much!" After drinking so much wine, I'm going to get moving! Excuse me! ”

As he spoke, he stood up, came to the grass in front of the grass hall, put out a fist fight, and suddenly punched in the air, and then punched in all directions, and suddenly became murderous within a radius of a few zhang, which was the martial artist's "Killing God Technique".

It turns out that Wuxian wine is a quenching artifact, and after drinking, it is necessary to use the gong to promote the liquor and quench the body twice, so as to maximize the role of the wine.

Wu Anguo saw that Fang Buyi was motionless, obviously his alcohol consumption was far ten times higher than his own, so he had that sentence.

Wu Anguo integrated "Killing God Technique" into the boxing method, so that the blood-red murderous aura on his body gradually thickened, gradually condensed into dark purple, and then turned from dark purple to dark black.

After a while, it turned from dark black to light red.

In this cycle, the murderous aura on his body changed from red to black, and then from black to red, and this happened five times.

Wu Anguo stopped his fist moves, inhaled and concentrated, and froze on the spot.

Fang Buyi saw that Wu Anguo had been quenched five times just now.

Wu Anguo was in good spirits and returned to the cottage.

"Come on, come on, happy today, let's continue to drink, while drinking, and have a long talk all night!"

Wu Shanshan felt that the boss was bored, so she had already left the table and returned to the room, and Wu Anguo ordered his subordinates to retreat, and only Wu Anguo and Fang Buyi were left in the cottage.

Fang Buyi couldn't bear to sweep away his fun, so he accompanied him to continue drinking, but the two had already drunk more than 100 catties of martial immortal wine, in fact, the wine was exhausted, and they continued to stay here, just to chat with the wine.

Wu Anguo asked about Fang Buyi's life experience, and Fang Buyi couldn't help but be gloomy.

He has been deprived of his parents since he was a child. Begging in his hometown, relying on Ling'er for his life, who knew that Ling'er had a heavenly spiritual root, and was robbed by the soldiers of Yuguo. Because he had an ethereal root, he was imprisoned by Qu Changsheng for ten years.

During this period, although he had many adventures, entered the Peach Blossom Valley, met Grandpa Tao, and learned the supreme practice of Tianyimen, but speaking of which, from childhood to adulthood, there were still many sufferings.

He never found anyone to talk to, and when he saw that Wu Anguo was a friend of all kinds, he continued to drink and told Wu Anguo everything. Speaking of emotion, I can't help but shed a few tears.

Wu Anguo never expected that Fang Buyi looked young, and his face was still childish, but he had suffered so much, and his expression gradually became solemn.

After Fang Buyi finished speaking, he raised his head and drank a bowl of martial immortal wine, the sword intent little fish was so excited that he wanted to help him drink it, but Fang Buyi repelled it, and let the liquor flow into his stomach along his throat like a fiery snake.

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