Chapter Seventy-Five: What's the Matter with Drunken Ghosts?
Seeing that the victory was about to be decided, some of the people who voted for Lu Yuan to win couldn't help but cheer!
At this moment, the young man was able to stop the trend of being pressed down, and then pulled the disadvantage back little by little, and the two were in a state of balance again - but this state did not last long, and the young man slowly pressed Lu Yuan's hand down little by little. Lu Yuan also struggled to get back once, but he couldn't block the second offset, and was pressed down by the young man again little by little, but in the end he was defeated.
"Ah, the winner has been divided, ah......" Everyone saw that the winner was really divided this time, and they were ready to disperse.
"You, well done. The young man gasped and gave Lu Yuan a thumbs up. Lu Yuan was also panting, but he smiled slightly bitterly, shouldn't he have said this to him?
"Eh, I'm slightly inferior to you in strength, there's one thing I don't know if you dare to compare with me?" Lu Yuan looked at the young man defiantly.
Say. ”
"Drink! No one is allowed to use blood and internal force to force the wine out!
"Than!" the boy agreed without even thinking about it.
"Huh, those two teenagers are going to drink again, eh, there's another good show!" someone among the diners heard the two talking, and couldn't help but spread again.
"Let's go, let's open again!"
"Xiao Er, bring up all your strongest wine!" Lu Yuan took out a gold ingot from his arms and put it on the table, and Xiao Er immediately went down to move the wine when he heard this.
But in a moment, the ten altars of aged Daqu were placed in front of the two of them, and the two of them did not talk nonsense, one person picked up a jar of Kaifeng and poured wine, and used a large bowl to drink, and then went directly to the altar. The young man is obviously also a person in the wine country, after the two of them did a jar, their faces were not red and their hearts were not beating, Lu Yuan found that this time it was a wine opponent, and he didn't talk much nonsense, so he slapped open the mud seal of the second altar and continued to do it......
The ten altars of Daqu were quickly finished, and the two of them were all a little drunk, Lu Yuan came up with wine, and threw another ingot of gold on the table, letting Xiao Er continue to take wine.
This time, Xiao Er's wine was Cangjiu, but he knew that the two of them had drunk Daqu Lie before, so he slowed down the two of them and replaced them with mellow rice wine. But the two of them don't mind, what kind of wine to drink. As for why he drank Cangzhou's Cangzhou wine even though he was in Zhejiang, I am afraid it was because of money. Two ingots of gold, if you drink Shaoxing wine directly, how much do you have to drink?
In this way, the two of them each drank five altars of Daqu and seven jars of Cangjiu, and then they stopped, and they stopped because they drank it.
By this time, it was already the middle of the moon. The two dispelled the smell of wine, and the checkout was ready to blow the wind, but they were exempted by the shopkeeper, because of the two of them's fighting, wrestling, and wine fighting, which made tonight's official banquet more lively and strange, and the recognition of the guests was bound to be higher, and the number of repeat customers in the restaurant was bound to increase. The free order is just a chat about the restaurant's gratitude to the two.
There is an overlord meal to eat, and Lu Yuan also has a lot of money left, so he is naturally happy. Immediately, the two walked out of the restaurant together and walked to the small river next to the former site of the imperial city of Lin'an City. Weeping willows are planted by the river, both of them are people in the rivers and lakes, and they do not dislike the dirty embankment, so they sit directly by the water.
"Lu Yuan in the Fujian Ping'an Dart Bureau, dare to ask Brother Taizun's surname?" Lu Yuan introduced himself with a smile and asked the other party by the way.
"Yang Jue. "The boy still cherishes words like gold, and he is not very good at words.
"I see that Brother Yang's hair is slightly red, he has a lot of food, a lot of strength, and a lot of alcohol, so he should have practiced some kind of body refining technique, and practiced to a certain extent, right?" Lu Yuan did not shy away from it, and asked directly.
"You too. Yang Jue looked directly at Lu Yuan, but what he said was very sure, "Good man." ”
Lu Yuan was slightly stunned at first when he heard this, and then laughed, and immediately understood Yang Jue's words. The general physical practice does not have high requirements for personal qualifications, and anyone can practice it as long as they are willing to work hard, and it is not a problem to practice until they become small. However, if you want to practice the body to the point of full blood and qi, you must practice three times in winter and summer, and persist every day, and most of them also need to hit the body with sticks and other things to promote blood circulation, and at the same time enhance the body's ability to resist blows. That's why Yang Jue said that Lu Yuan is a good man.
I just don't know, if he knew that Lu Yuan's blood qi was actually practiced by a magical exercise, how would Yang Jue feel? But after thinking about it, Lu Yuan could have this opportunity, and he had also experienced the catastrophe of life and death, if it weren't for the chance, if he wanted to take Lu Yuan's path, it was really very dangerous, and ordinary people might not be able to bear it. Broken bones and tendons, marrow washing and regeneration, that kind of pain Lu Yuan didn't want to experience again, although he was in a coma, but his body helped him hide that pain deep in his memory.
"Brother Yang has won the award, you are the real good man. I just don't know, what kind of sect does Brother Yang come from?
"Do you really want to know?" Hearing Lu Yuan's question, Yang Juedeng asked a little meaningfully.
"Oh, what else is there to hide from Brother Yang?" Lu Yuan was even more curious.
"I'm afraid I'll scare you. Yang Jue's four words, but it made Lu Yuan's heart wonder, he even offended Yan Bai, the son of the deputy leader of the second-class Jingchu League, and one of the four peers in the rivers and lakes, and there were still sects that could scare him? Isn't it Shaolin Wudang, Xuanqing Wutai and the like?
"But it doesn't hurt to say it, I, Lu Yuan, have made friends with Brother Tai, and I have made friends with your people, and I have nothing to do with your sect. Lu Yuan smiled faintly, but Yang Jue was a little moved.
"Demon Cloud Mountain, the Holy Sect of the General Altar. Yang Jue spoke, his voice was slightly deep, but he looked at Lu Yuan directly. When Lu Yuan heard this, he was slightly stunned, his feelings were really at that level, but it was not a righteous sect, but the main altar of the demon sect.
"It's too late to take back what you just said. Seeing that Lu Yuan was stunned, Yang Jue sneered slightly in his heart and said.
"Take it back? Hahaha, it's hard to chase after the big husband's words! If you say it, you say it, how can you take it back? This is very much in line with me! I have a brother who is the fourth son of the Lushan Qimen, the backbone of the righteous path, and now there is another brother from the main altar of the Demon Gate, wouldn't it be happy?" Hearing Yang Jue's words, Lu Yuan suddenly laughed loudly, looking arrogant, but this time Yang Jue was really moved.
"Aren't you afraid that the righteous path of the world will be your enemy?" Yang Jue asked rhetorically.
"What if you are my enemy? The person I Lu Yuan wants to befriend, don't say it's the Demon Gate General Altar, it's the Nine Demons, how can I retreat!" Lu Yuan was arrogant for a while, and said a big word, but when he saw Yang Jue, who had always been cold-faced, he actually showed a slight smile.
"Brother Yang, if I have the opportunity, I will introduce my brother from Lushan Qimen to let you know. I don't think Nai Da will mind your origin. Lu Yuan looked at Yang Jue with a smile.
"Okay, I'm looking forward to it. Yang Jue replied with an indifferent expression, but his eyes flickered slightly.