"Really?"

"You kid, can I still lie to you? Anyway, I think our Daoist will definitely be able to become the first person in the world in the future, this time our brothers are fortunate to join the Jianghu Dao, but we must work hard, and we must not lose the face of our Daoist!"

"Yes, the Dao Lord is so good to us, we must also be worthy of him......"

Who is Mo Wentian? Now he is a master of the second grade of the semi-immortal realm, although he left the first wine table, but he still heard the conversation of those people clearly, and he couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, this kid of the crazy knife really said everything to the brothers!

Immediately afterwards, he walked to the second wine table, and the five or six people who were originally sitting around drinking and eating meat suddenly stood up and respectfully saluted Mo Wentian.

Mo Wentian smiled and waved his hand and said, "Brothers, don't be too restrained, I just want to come over and have a bowl of wine with each of you." ”

Suddenly, someone put the wine bowl on the table, picked up a few jars of wine and poured it all over the wine bowl on the table.

Mo Wentian picked up a bowl of wine, touched the person closest to him, craned his neck and drank it.

In this way, there were three hundred and thirty-three people, and there were seventy or eighty wine tables, and Mo Wentian was stunned that it took an hour to drink with this group of guys. And after this circle, there was no bullshit, which made everyone present a little confused.

The Taoist is really massive!

In the entire martial arts arena, tents have already been set up around it, and bonfires have been lit, shining brightly on the martial arts arena, and there is no night atmosphere at all.

More than 300 people sat around dozens of wine tables, the scene was particularly spectacular, here are some men who can mention killing, when they are in the Demon Sect on weekdays, where will there be such an opportunity for them to drink wine and eat meat? This is also to follow Mo Wentian, let them find their true belonging for the first time.

After tonight, presumably even if they are given gold and silver and let them leave the rivers and lakes, I am afraid that this group of guys will shake their heads and refuse.

In these years, if you want to find a truly satisfactory master, it is not something that can be done simply by talking. You look at the bosses of other gangs, which one is as approachable as Mo Wentian?

Not to mention drinking with those bosses, if you just take a fancy to him, maybe he can order someone to gouge out your eyeballs!

Mo Wentianti slipped a jar of wine, sat on the martial arts stage in the center, and drank without a sip.

It has been half a year since he left the Nine Shadows Dynasty and came to the Fengluo Dynasty today, and there is only one and a half years left at most before the chaos in the rivers and lakes. But some time ago, he broke through directly to the second grade of the semi-fairyland!

I'm afraid that if this kind of thing were told to Bai Yi and Li Zhengchun, they would definitely be shocked by their jaws.

Thinking of Bai Yi, Mo Wentian's heart was full of emotion, since he was an ignorant teenager, Bai Yi has always stood behind him, not only bringing him to the Demon Range, but also allowing him to find the Kyushu Sword Technique. Every time he was in danger, Shiro was still the first to appear, always guarding him firmly behind him and not letting anyone hurt him.

To be honest, mixed with this kind of emotion is endless guilt.

Why do you want to let Sister Still protect herself like this? Let your beloved woman suffer repeatedly, and she can't wait to offend the whole world for herself?

And now, Bai is still directly sending him all the Xuansha Banners, which can be said to be deep and righteous, and he can't repay him in this life.

"Sister Still, I don't swear here, when I return to the Nine Shadows Dynasty in a year, if someone dares to bully you and the Demon Sect, I will definitely let them die without a place to be buried!"

Mo Wentian craned his neck and poured another big sip of wine into his mouth.

In addition to Bai Yi, there is another person who makes him particularly concerned, and that is Li Zhengchun.

If it weren't for the old guy Li Zhengchun, maybe Mo Wentian would have died in the hands of Blood Yama a long time ago, let alone revenge!

Thinking of the Blood Yama, Mo Wentian became angry. Damn, when I was in Runan City before, if it weren't for the Huoshan River, I would have killed the Blood Yama a long time ago! I would have taken revenge a long time ago! But at that time, Leng was stopped by the old horseman of Huoshan River!

Hehe, isn't he just an old thing of the third grade of the half-fairyland? Although I am said to be the second-grade of the half-fairyland, one level lower than him, if there is a fight, I will definitely be able to slaughter that old thing!

Mo Wentian took out the god-killing dagger in his arms, and looked up and down in his hand.

I don't know why Huoshanhe handed over the god-killing dagger to him in the first place, could it be true that as he said, he had a relationship with this god-killing dagger?

How can there be such a good thing in the world?

According to Wang Youshan's words, the old thing of Huoshan River is definitely in the next big game of chess, and he is the most critical chess piece in this chessboard.

"Damn, this feeling of being used as a pawn is so infuriating!"

However, no matter what Huoshanhe wants to do, just because he injured his mother before and imprisoned her in the Qingyue Sect, then Lao Tzu will definitely not let this old man go!

Just sit alone in Mo Wentian

When he was drinking sullen wine on the stage, the mad knife suddenly walked over to him with two jars of wine, sat down beside him, and said with a drunken breath: "Daoist, what are you doing here alone? I didn't expect so many brothers to be able to drink you down, you really deserve to be our Taoist master who is not drunk with a thousand cups." ”

Mo Wentian chuckled and said, "Why don't you kid come to me to drink with those guys?"

"Don't I see that you are sitting here alone, so I thought about coming over and having a few drinks with you, how about it? ”

After the mad knife finished speaking, he also carried the two jars of wine in his hand and shook them in front of Mo Wentian.

Mo Wentian didn't say much, he reached out and grabbed a jar and pulled out the wine stopper vigorously.

"Since you kid wants to drink with me, then come on, if you don't drink today, I won't call Mo Wentian!"

"Hahaha!

The turbid wine entered the stomach, as if a fire was burning in the chest, and it made people's hearts itch. Mo Wentian swept the jar of wine in his hand, raised his head and looked at the boundless night in the distance.

"What's the matter, Dao Master? Could it be that you have something on your mind? Although I am a rough person and am not very good at comforting people, if you really have something in your heart, you might as well tell me. ”

"Don't call me one by one, when no one is there in the future, you can just call me big brother. Although you may be a few years older than me, you are still familiar with the title of big brother. Mo Wentian waved his hand and said.

"Hey, hey, since you give me face, then I will call you big brother in private in the future. ”

Crazy Dao smiled, turned his head and looked at Mo Wentian, "Big brother, how far do you say we can go in the rivers and lakes?"

Mo Wentian chuckled: "Hehe, as long as I, Mo Wentian, am still alive, I will take the big guy to the top." The world is so big, and there are so many ancient forces that will reappear in the rivers and lakes in this great turmoil, so why can they ride on our necks and? Lao Tzu doesn't believe in this evil, I not only want to make the Jianghu Dao bigger and stronger, but also let the name Jianghu Dao live forever in the world! In the next 5,000 years, whenever the name Jianghu Dao is mentioned, people will definitely remember this myth today!

Madly Dao listened to Mo Wentian's words, and his eyes suddenly flashed with a fine light, he is also a man, and he is still an ambitious and passionate man. Dare to ask the world, which hot-blooded man doesn't want to fight in blood? When he was in the Demon Sect before, due to various restrictions, he couldn't show this inner impulse with a crazy knife, but now that he has broken away from the Demon Sect and bowed down under the command of Mo Wentian, he must live a good life!

"Since you want to fight with this world, big brother, then I will follow you with a crazy knife and forget my life, I still don't believe it, we brothers will not be able to make a name for themselves together!"

"Good brother!" Mo Wentian reached out and patted the shoulder of the mad knife, the two looked at each other and smiled, and took another big sip of wine.

More than 300 brothers drank more than 1,000 jars of wine in one night, and for more than three hours in the evening, these fellows drank all the time. Maybe it's because they have been suppressed for too long when they were in the Demon Sect before, so these people can be said to eat and drink mercilessly, for fear that they will drink one less bowl of wine and eat one less bite of meat than others.

By the time of the third watch in the middle of the night, none of the three hundred and thirty-three men in black could still stand up, and they were all fucking drunk and lying on the wine table.

There are only two people left, Mo Wentian and Crazy Knife, who are not drunk, of course Mo Wentian is the kind of person who can't pour a thousand cups, but Crazy Knife is not in vain, although the amount of alcohol is not comparable to Mo Wentian, but compared to these more than 300 guys, it is really much better!

So, in order to let the brothers sleep well, Mo Wentian and Crazy Dao worked for more than half an hour before moving the group of guys to the tent one by one.

"Hey, these boys! I'm afraid that the only big brother in the world is that you treat your brothers like brothers, if it were someone else, who the hell would move these boys to the tent one by one?" said Madknife with a drunken breath.

Mo Wentian is also tired, this is fucking more tiring than a fight! There are more than 300 people, each of whom is a fucking man of one or two hundred pounds, if you don't believe it, you can try it yourself!

"Since the brothers are following me, then we can't treat them badly, right?" Mo Wentian glanced at the crazy knife and said slowly.

"Forget it, that's all for today, you've drunk a lot of wine, hurry up and find a tent to sleep in, and we'll wait until tomorrow to talk about everything." Mo Wentian waved his hand at the mad knife and said.

After speaking, without waiting for the mad knife to speak, he took the jar of wine alone, sat on the side and began to drink it again.

Crazy Dao looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes flashed with emotion, and he turned his head and got into the tent.

Not to mention anything else, just Mo Wentian has such a deep affection for them, even if they let their group of people spill their blood in the future, they will not frown!

Mo Wentian held a jar of wine, lay on the martial arts stage, and fell asleep deeply.

The next day, Mo Wentian got up early in the morning, and drank too much wine last night, although he was not drunk with a thousand glasses, but it was really not good to drink too much of that thing. The stomach was followed up like gunpowder, and the hot people's hearts panicked.

Mo Wentian sat on the martial arts stage, slowly closed his eyes, put his hands together, his palms flew up and down, and suddenly, streams of true qi slowly emerged from the dantian, enveloping his whole person in it.

Not only as

At this point, even the Divine Punishment Mark on his eyebrows began to flicker with a faint golden light, and wisps of golden true qi seemed to be like substance, revealing the surface of his body and surging all over his body.

Now, although the realm has reached the second grade of the semi-immortal realm, it has just broken through after all, and it will take a long time to precipitate. Therefore, Mo Wentian did not dare to be careless at all, and after waking up every morning, he must meditate for an hour to stabilize his realm.

Compared to the second grade of the Semi-Immortal Realm, it is really a heaven and an earth, and it has only been a few days since the breakthrough, but Mo Wentian has already noticed a lot. The reason why the semi-immortal realm is called the semi-immortal realm, as the name suggests, anyone who enters this realm can already be regarded as a half-land immortal.

Whether it is his true qi or physical strength, he has improved many times, and not only that, but even the things around him have become clearer and more thorough in his eyes.

"I want to get out of my own way, the second grade of the semi-immortal realm, it is just a stepping stone for me to step to the peak, I want to create a sword path that belongs to me Mo Wentian alone, martial arts and power path, so that everyone in the world will remember my name, at least for five thousand years!"

Mo Wentian slowly withdrew his true qi and slowly opened his eyes, exuding a very unique aura all over his body.

And at this time, the sky has already turned white, last night all night, he was drinking with this group of people, although no matter how much he drank, it was nothing, but it was not comfortable, after waking up, he only felt that his stomach was hot, and his whole body seemed to have no strength, and the whole person was in a state of laziness.

Through this hour of meditation, the previous feeling of tightness in the chest and weakness in the whole body has long disappeared without a trace. Mo Wentian stood up, stretched comfortably, and exhaled a long breath of turbidity.

At this moment, the subordinates who were sleeping in the tent in the martial arts arena also began to walk out one after another, and when they saw Mo Wentian standing on the martial arts stage, they couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Mo Wentian chuckled and said: "Brothers, don't panic, what should you do or what to do, after everyone wakes up in a while, I still have important things to arrange." ”

Several large vats have been prepared in advance in the martial arts arena, which is also so that these people can wash their faces when they wake up in the morning.

The Jianghu Dao people who woke up one after another washed their faces and rinsed their mouths one after another, and then they stood in the martial arts arena in a uniform manner.

Mo Wentian smiled bitterly, this group of guys is still the same as when they were in the Demon Sect, they are very serious.

However, in the end, this is not a bad thing, if everyone ignores the rules, then how can the rivers and lakes continue to exist?

Half an hour later, everyone had already gathered in the open space in front of Mo Wentian, and at this time, the crowd was talking about each other.

"Have you heard? After we got drunk last night, it was the Dao Master and the Deputy Dao Master, who carried us into the tent one after another!"

"When I woke up this morning, I heard from a brother. That brother slept in a tent with the deputy Dao Master, and when he got up to go to the toilet last night, he happened to see two people, the Dao Master and the Deputy Dao Master, carrying our brothers into the tent one by one!"

"How many people in this world can be like the Taoist Master? As a leader, the Taoist Master carried us all into the tent regardless of his identity. Not to mention anything else, just the affection of the Dao Master, it is worth it for me to go up the sword mountain and go down the sea of fire for the Dao Lord in my life!"

"Yes!"

......

Mo Wentian didn't know what this group of people were communicating with their heads down, and at this time he was standing on the most central martial arts stage, his eyes sweeping over the people below. More than 300 people in the audience felt Mo Wentian's gaze, and their eyes were full of expectation and gratitude.

At this time, the mad knife closest to Mo Wentian suddenly asked Mo Wentian.

"Dao Master, what are we doing today?"

Mo Wentian was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "Training." ”

"Hmm, how do you train?" asked Madblade, raising an eyebrow.

Mo Wentian glanced at him, and then said: "Just train in the same way as when you were in the Demon Sect before, and in the past two days, I will ask people to find a few capable killers to come over, and when the time comes, I will pass on some killing techniques to you." ”

"Now, according to the orders of the mad knife, everyone starts training!"

After Mo Wentian finished speaking, he didn't care about anything else, turned around and left the martial arts arena, and when he walked out of the giant stone arch of the martial arts arena, there was a sound of a mad knife scolding his mother to the group of subordinates behind him.

Mo Wentian shook his head and smiled bitterly, and walked straight towards Ren's mansion.

Walking on the spacious streets of the City of the Dead, looking at the various shops on both sides of the street, and the bustling crowds coming and going, Mo Wentian suddenly felt that in fact, being an ordinary ordinary person was also a very happy thing.

Although these people are constantly running and working for their livelihood every day, they have no worries about their lives, and they don't have to be mixed in the waves and sands of the rivers and lakes. Every day I enjoy the family affection that is difficult to attach, although the days are hard and tired, but in the end it is not bad.

But now, even if he really wants to be an ordinary person, it is already too late. Not to mention that he was the young owner of Lijian Villa when he was born, and he had too many things on his body, his father was mutilated by Blood Yama, and he still hasn't been able to take revenge until now.