Fu Tian watched a group of various personalities get together because of the fate of the sect, and he really felt very happy!

He feels that he is not an island, and unlike the genius written in the novel, except for cultivation, he is cultivating, he wants to live well, so he is so reluctant, and he only strives to be strong because there are people who need to be protected, this is the meaning of cultivation.

Take the words of Brother Gao in the previous life: life is not only about the front of you, but also about poetry and distance!

"What do you want to drink!"

Wang Fugui came over with wine.

"Okay, let's drink!"

Fu Tian took Wang Fugui's wine.

Then Wang Fugui wanted to pour a bowl for Fu Tian, but before Fu Tian could do so, he grabbed the wine jar.

"Take another altar, today we don't need spiritual power, who can drink each other, there will be a reward!"

Wang Fugui looked excited, what can I do, but I am the first to drink!

Everyone was also curious when they heard what Fu Tian said to Wang Fugui.

"What reward is Senior Brother?"

Fu Tian shook his head and said mysteriously

"Unspeakable, the reward is only exciting if you don't know!"

"I'm Involved"

It was Qin Xuheng who spoke, he also loved to drink, and he often got drunk in his words, since he didn't get drunk, wouldn't it be a waste of this wine!

"Okay, let's come together! It's just right to cultivate our brotherly relationship. ”

"I'm here too, there are two fortunate things among people, one is cultivation, the second is drinking and having fun, and the third is writing poems and essays!"

Fu Tian didn't know if he didn't look at it, and he was shocked when he saw it, it turned out that there were so many drunkards in the sect.

"Okay, everyone!"

Others were chatting on the side, cultivating and cultivating.

"Rich, take ten altars, don't get drunk and don't return!"

Fu Tian dared to get drunk because he had already laid out the Xuanwu Array and the Lock Dragon Array in the village, and besides, there were Shui Yuan and Liu Si in the middle of the Tribulation, and the fine formation could only break the formation, otherwise they could only hover on the edge after 10,000 years.

"Senior brothers, I'll do it first, you have entered the sect at will for so many years and haven't met you a few times, it is indeed my fault as a senior brother, please forgive me. ”

After saying that, Fu Tian drank it, and I didn't use spiritual power to resolve it, and I Fu Tian instantly felt drunk, but the brains of people who are very sober and immortal cultivators are abnormally clear.

"Wherever the senior brother says, they are all the same disciples, and you don't have to care about such trivial matters! ”

After saying that, Lian Yun also dried, and Lian Yun drank better, and there was no drunkenness.

"Senior brother, are you taking your junior brother as an outsider? Men don't need so much etiquette, as long as they are hot-blooded!

Qin Xuheng is really informal, and the amount of alcohol is easy to do, without a little sloppiness.

"Senior brother, I am very grateful to you, if it weren't for you, I might still be an ordinary inner disciple, I would not have been able to participate in the Tianjiao Conference, and it would have been impossible for me to go to the Qinglou to watch the girl dance, to be honest, I was afraid of death, but I also wanted to follow you!"

Wang Fugui also took a breath of relief.

"You are all in the same door, but I have some politeness, rich, you are very good, although you think you are handsome, but you are not handsome at all, since you follow me, I still tell you what I said at the beginning, keep you safe!

After saying that, Fu Tian drank another jar, and Liu Si and Su Yin'er, who were next to him, looked distressed, and they didn't need to be resolved by aura, what kind of drunk would this be!

"Big brother, drink less!"

Liu Si shouted at Fu Tian, with a look of complaint on his face.

"That's right, Brother Futian drinks less, it's not good to drink more. ”

This time, Su Yin'er agreed with Liu Si's point of view.

"Senior sister, it's okay, my brother just wants to get drunk today, Miss Su doesn't have to worry about me being fine. ”

After finishing speaking, Fu Tian looked at the moon, and couldn't help but think of the verses of the poet immortal and poet saint in his mind.

Then Fu Tian got up from his seat and walked among the others.

"The bright moon shines on the king's seat, and the white dew stains my clothes! persuade you to fill the wine glass and listen to my crazy lyrics!"

Lian Yun turned his head, he didn't expect his senior brother to be so crazy, but he was very tasteful of him, low-key in front of the enemy, he should be crazy when he was crazy, okay!

"Senior brother is really good at writing! Senior brother also came to compose a song!"

Liu Si, Su Yin'er, Jiang Yunshi, and Shi Huaxuan's eyes all looked straight! What kind of immortal brother is this! Who can not love him if he is tall, handsome, and talented?

"Hahaha, junior brother, come here!"

Even Yun looked at the moon.

"Jin Se gratuitous fifty strings, one string and one pillar think about the youth, Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring. There are tears in the bright moon in the sea, and the blue field is warm and the jade is smoking. This situation can be recalled? It's just that it was already a mistake at the time!"

Fu Tian, Qin Xuheng, Wang Fugui and others all applauded, and even some villagers who didn't understand slowly came over and applauded.

Lian Yun looked at Shui Yuan and asked

"Little junior brother, who do you say is the best poem between me and senior brother?"

Shui Yuan tasted the two poems, which are indeed very good, but the direction of writing is different, one is bold and uninhibited, and the other is written with a hint of cherishing the moment, not waiting to miss it, not praise, not praise.

"I think that the poems of the senior brother and the second senior brother are excellent, but they are in different directions, what if this is compared?"

Lian Yun and Fu Tian looked at each other and smiled, this little junior brother is really smart and can't offend people when he speaks, and both sides praise.

"Hahaha, the little junior brother is really smart, and they are indeed very good!"

Wang Fugui waved his hand

"Senior brothers, I also want to compose poems, you will evaluate them!"

Fu Tian looked at Wang Fugui suspiciously, when will this guy compose poetry, he can't even understand what it means that the strong man is gone, and he still applauds, he can also compose poetry!

Fu Tian nodded, wanting to see what Wang Fugui could do.

Wang Fugui also learned that Futian and Lian Yunwang were like the moon, and they were at a forty-five-degree angle!

"Look at this moon is big and round, just like this bowl, white and flat!

Everyone looked confused, what kind of poem is this? Can this be considered a poem?

"Ahem, rich, this poem... Well, there is merit, but don't take it out to others in the future, because it's too shocking to cry ghosts and gods!"

Wang Fugui looked happy, and sure enough, after staying with the senior brother and the second senior brother for a long time, he is also a literati and ink writer, and he was evaluated by the senior brother as a shocking ghost and god when he wrote poems casually, I am really a genius!

"Which, I'm not going to judge it, because I really can't think of how to describe this... Poetry bar. ”

Lian Yun said that he didn't understand this kind of saliva, and he was only interested in poetry and didn't want to evaluate.

When Wang Fugui heard it, he couldn't even evaluate the clouds, so how terrifying his poem must be, shouldn't it be described as terrifying, it should be the first person in ancient poetry!

"Do you know why I can write such good poetry?"

The people around him were puzzled, they didn't want to argue about his poetry, they were just curious about who taught it?

"It's my senior brother!"

Wang Fugui didn't forget to pat Futian's ass at this time, it was really true love.

Fu Tian: You TM, I didn't teach you, why do you think I am so unqualified?

"Ahem, let's stop talking about poetry, let's continue drinking. ”

Then the crowd began the second round of blowing the jar!