Chapter 130 12 asks Daodou King Kong, and the turbid wine exhausts a hundred years of love

Most of the rivers and lakes took refuge in Emperor Wu, making countless people available to Nangong Splitting Heaven.

But there are really a few masters who can really contribute to him and go to conquer the two views, one temple, two major factions, one small door, and one dart game, so they have to let these people follow Jia Wudi and others in general.

However, as long as these people are not allowed to deal with these big factions at the top of the gate, these hundreds of Daoist masters are still the number one force in the rivers and lakes.

Nangong Split Heaven sent several teams of men and horses to attack several sects at the same time, trying to make it impossible for the scattered people of the rivers and lakes led by Hu Zhanshan to take care of multiple places at the same time.

Of course, there are also people he sends out, and there are also people who are not very obedient. For example, the abbot of Tieji Temple, Wuren abbot, did not allow dozens of masters of the Wudi faction to follow him, the Buddhists should not have participated in the evil thing of robbing other sects of cheats, just for the luck of Tieji Temple, Abbot Wuren has given up his own merits and is willing to go to hell. But the matter of ganging up with people is still absolutely unacceptable.

Therefore, the abbot alone faced the seventy-two dart masters of the Holy Forest, and the seven thousand two hundred loyal and brave generals opposite.

Sixty don't go to the realm of the dart master rushed to the Wuren monk at the same time, although the realm of these sixty people is not high, but none of them are not brains, battle-hardened generals, against the same realm of ordinary martial arts, all of them are ruthless roles.

Abbot Wuren took a step back with his right foot, raised his right fist above his head, and made a tiger arhat shape, and the aura around his body expanded, which could not be seen but felt, enveloping the range of a hundred zhang, oppressing and breathing. Behind the old monk, it was as if an Arhat was standing behind him, and the sand and dust raised by the sixty paths in front of him rushed towards him.

King Kong Demon Dao!

On the main peak of Bushi Mountain, two thousand miles away, in the glazed and gold-tiled Daxiong Treasure Hall, the eyes of the solemn Buddha seem to have just opened. Squinted a slit.

The golden treasure statue twists the thumb and middle finger of the right hand, and the rest of the fingers are naturally stretched, presenting the Dharma seal. Between the thumb and the middle finger, pinching a black King Kong demon pestle, the carving is finely detailed, it is the treasure of the Tieji Temple. It is rumored that the world's divine soldiers are the sharpest, and the supreme magic weapon of Buddhism is invincible - the point of no return!

This black demon holy object flew out of the Buddha's hand on its own, flew out of the main hall, and broke through the air.

The black cocktail that had been lit by Buddhism was originally quietly coiled into a hill, but when it flew out of the main hall at the point of no return, the black cockroach felt a great murderous aura, and the huge body bounced up almost instantly. Rushing towards the edge of the cliff, rushing out of the cliff and smashing towards the bottomless ground.

Since it was caught on the Patching Stone Mountain, this enlightened old snake has never dared to climb down the cliff, and it knows that if it falls, it will fall into the flesh of a mortal fetus that has not yet turned into a dragon. But today, he was frightened by this passing road of no return and fell off the cliff, which shows how big the killing aura of this King Kong Demon Pestle from ancient times is.

All the senior monks meditating in the main temple of Tieji Temple. At the same time, eighteen people flew up and flew towards the old frog who was struggling in fear. Everyone carried it up to the Iron Chicken Temple.

The beast's huge body trembled, and the huge scales made a metallic sound.

Thirty miles away from the Sacred Forest Dart Bureau, the sand and dust dispersed, and there were sixty people lying on the ground, all of them breathing disordered, but none of them died.

Abbot Wuren walked towards Liu Bofang and the others. At this time, the monk's breath is infiltrating, that is, there is a solemn treasure that makes people surrender, and there is a murderous aura of eliminating demons.

Liu Bofang's twelve Jianghu darts resisted, each revealing their own ways, for a while. The battlefield is full of colors, and the true qi is turbulent.

Twelve asked the Dou Vajra.

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In front of the Cangcheng faction, Zhao Xiaosi looked at the three old guys in front of him, who were five hundred years old, and drank up the fifteen pots of wine on the table, and he was really worried that their old bodies would be drunk and hung up directly.

"The first pot of Lingnan Yan Mid-Autumn Festival, the entrance is the lightest, but the stamina is the most, the Fulong swordsman first asked me to wait to drink this wine, is he trying to get drunk with my old man? Hahaha. Xia Yunhai joked.

"Yan Zhongqiu is the slowest to rise, but it has accumulated steadily, just like the eight palms of the Yishi faction. Li Haoyuan said.

Fan Qiushuang touched the second pot and said: "Yuexi green bamboo green, not salty or light, neither intoxicating nor delicious, but only Dong wine people can drink his implicit charm, not an old drunkard, do not understand green bamboo green." Qin Xiaofei, that kid should love this bite the most. ”

Li Haoyuan nodded and continued: "This third pot of wine, the little boy likes it, and the old wine worm also likes it, and the aroma of wine can float out of the wind for three miles, it's really hard to find." If it weren't for the two of them, Li would be reluctant to take it out in this four seasons of spring. I guess Xia Laoxia drinks this pot most smoothly. ”

Xia Yunhai's face became more and more drunk, and he said, "Yes, this pot of wine is the most appetizing to me." It's a pity that there are no dishes. This fourth pot of wine is made of authentic sorghum, and it is not expensive, but I don't know how many years it has been passed on. Isn't this wine brewed by the Cangcheng faction?"

Li Haoyuan responded with a smile: "It is brewed by himself in the Cangcheng Pai wine storehouse, and when I entertained guests in the past, I drank this wine, and I am used to drinking it." ”

Fan Qiushuang continued: "The fifth pot of wine has a long aftertaste, needless to say, it is naturally the Tongshan faction that represents the old man of Jinghong. You two old men can drink it, but I really can't. This last pot of wine, let Xiaosi drink it for me. ”

As he spoke, Fan Qiushuang handed the sixth pot that he hadn't drunk yet to Zhao Xiaosi behind him.

Zhao Xiaosi respectfully took the flask and looked at the master.

"The wine handed by the old sister, you kid must drink it all without a drop, the good wine of the Fulong swordsman is not something that your junior can usually drink. Xia Yunhai said to this closed disciple who was the latest to enter but was the most favorite.

Zhao Xiaosi held the wine jug, bowed down and said, "The juniors have thanked Senior Li and Senior Fan for giving wine. ”

Then take a big sip of the spout. Unexpectedly, this sip of liquor was drunk into the trachea at once, Zhao Xiaosi held back his cough and continued to drink the rest of the wine.

Swallowed, snorted twice, and used internal strength to suppress the uncomfortable lungs and trachea, and finally didn't lose the adult. wiped a handful of wine choked out of his nose with his sleeve, and said implicitly: "Senior Li, this wine is ruined, what is it that the junior didn't drink it." ”

"Hahaha, the little guy doesn't need a ninja, he coughs out when he's uncomfortable, it doesn't matter if he spits it out, a pot of wine, how can it be compared to the body. Li Haoyuan said without a fight.

"Old Xia Knight, you can also taste what kind of wine this is. ”

Xia Yunhai also drank a whole pot of wine in one gulp, closed his eyes, frowned, and said, "It's weird, I didn't drink what kind of wine this is, it has mixed flavors." ”

"The juniors dare to guess, please don't be angry with me, the junior. Zhao Xiaosi arched his hand and said.

"Oh, you kid, tell me, what kind of wine am I?" asked Li Haoyuan with a smile.

"Before the younger generation met Fan seniors, he opened a restaurant at the foot of Miaoling Mountain, a small business, and he couldn't store much wine, sometimes when he met a guest who could drink, he would drink up one of my wines at once, if the guest had to continue to ask for wine, the younger generation had to mix other wine with each other to fool him, you know, people who dared to get drunk under Miaoling Mountain, how dare the juniors at that time provoke, so they all used more expensive wine than the wine that the guest wanted. When the juniors have just drunk your wine, they feel that the wine has been blended with each other. And ......"

Zhao Xiaosi didn't dare to continue.

"Go on, it's okay. The Fulong swordsman said with great interest.

"Moreover, the sake that the predecessors made was still a bargain, but there were many types. Zhao Xiaosi continued.

"Hahaha, it's good, it's terrible. Yes, this sixth pot of wine, but it took me a lot of effort to mix all the wine I could find, and this kid is right, not false at all. ”

Fan Qiushuang and Xia Yunhai also smiled: "No wonder, this wine mixed together tastes weird, just like the whole rivers and lakes, no one is missing a little taste." However, this mixed wine is not as good as a single wine. ”

"Alright, we've drunk the wine, and it's time for us to go down. Xia Yunhai picked up the trembling Fan Qiushuang. The two old men were full of drunkenness, and neither of them deliberately used internal force to dispel the smell of alcohol.

Li Haoyuan watched the two drunken old men descend Cangcheng Mountain little by little.

The four of them all knew that this time Fan Qiushuang followed Xia Yunhai up the mountain, which was to prevent a sword duel between the male and the female.

This also exhausted the affection between Fan Qiushuang and the Cangcheng faction. The next time they meet, the old sister and the old brother will be inseparable from each other. (To be continued.) )