Jun Chang laughs and writes well, but there is a lot of difference in poetry and songs.

However, this did not prevent him from competing with Xingyunzi in writing, because when he got up and jumped up and waved ink in a dashing manner, various selections of ancient poetry were presented in the sea of knowledge like a barrage!

Dog Leftover is really not fighting alone!

Brush up on the dust, dot paint the world.

Thousands of poems, thousands of wines, a few times to look at the Hou Wang.

The previous sentence fully expresses the momentum of Xingyunzi to swallow mountains and rivers, and even puts himself at the peak, drawing sentient beings with strokes and palm with ink.

Jun Changxiao is selected from the Northern Song Dynasty lyricist Zhu Dunru's Partridge Heaven Xidu as a segment, which shows a kind of wild and uninhibited.

"Wonderful!"

"Wonderful!"

After Xingyunzi tasted it carefully, he was quite ashamed and said: "The old man's realm is not as high as Xiaoyou!"

Poetry can write a person's state of mind, such as the two paragraphs he wrote, and he regards himself as a king, reaching the top and standing out from the crowd.

On the other hand, what Jun Changxiao wrote, it represents detachment and freedom, even ignoring the mortal and powerful, and only seeking to obey the heart.

"The old man is still obsessed with the world, and the little friend has already transcended the world, and this state of mind is ashamed. Xingyunzi staggered and waved, "Please!"

Jun Chang smiled and said secretly: "This is winning?"

It's a bit surprising to copy the poems of your ancestors and make the main culprit of the four layers of hell admit defeat.

"Take!"

Jun Chang smiled gracefully and bowed his hand, and then walked towards the teleportation array leading to the fifth layer of hell.

It would be nice if the bosses in the back were all civil fights instead of martial arts.

"You're thinking too much. ”

The system said: "There are very few strong people who enter the Tao with literature. ”

Just before Jun Changxiao came to the teleportation array, Xingyunzi was still standing in place, carefully evaluating every word and stroke written on the rice paper, sometimes falling into thought, sometimes as if in a trance.

......

Five layers of hell.

Jun Changxiao walked out of the flickering formation.

It was no different from the previous times, a large number of prisoners had already come to 'welcome', and although some of them were not too high-level, their overall strength was obviously stronger than the previous ones.

"Boy. ”

At the back of the prisoner, a middle-aged man with his upper body was lying on the ground, grinning, "Do you want to fight with Lao Tzu when you come down?"

There were a lot of empty wine jars around him, and his whole face was red, so it could be seen that he had drunk a lot, and even pouted when he spoke.

And.

Jun Changxiao found that the prisoners around him exuded a strong smell of alcohol, and some of them were staggering and almost unsteady, so he muttered in his heart: "How many dishes, drink like this?"

"Gives you two choices. ”

The middle-aged man burped, stretched out three fingers and said, "Either fight with Lao Tzu, or kneel down and call Lord." ”

Jun Chang smiled and asked, "How do you fight for wine?"

"Brush!"

Forty jars of unopened wine flew in and lined up neatly.

The middle-aged man flew over, then lay on it, supported his head with one hand, and said with a smile: "You and I are one and a half, whoever can stand after drinking, even if he wins." ”

“......”

Jun Changxiao muttered in his heart: "This is to replace martial arts with wine, I knew that I brought Ah Niu." ”

I'm afraid that the dog is not aware that at this moment in the Wangu Sect, Li Qingyang and the others are looking for Ye Xingchen in the full sect, because the latter drank several bowls of drunken life and dream in one go.

"Ahh

In the Spirit Beast Peak, there was a roar of the Purple Demon King, and then he saw Pei Aniu, who was so drunk that he was unconscious, that he was thrown down.

"What's the benefit of winning?" Jun Chang asked with a smile.

The middle-aged man said: "Since you dare to go from the fourth layer of hell to the fifth layer of hell, it means that you are very confident in your strength, and if you win me, I will recognize you as the boss." ”

Jun Chang's eyes lit up with a smile.

First it was a substitute for martial arts, and now it is replaced by wine, so there is no need to fight at all, so that you can save your spiritual energy well and deal with the follow-up prison boss!

"Of course. ”

The middle-aged man yawned, pointed to the prisoner curled up in the dark, and said, "If you lose, you will become Lao Tzu's exclusive punching bag just like him." ”

Jun Chang smiled and thought about it, and found that the person's strength was okay, but his face was blue and purple, and it seemed that he was bullied on weekdays.

"Good. ”

The dog left: "Fight for wine!"

In terms of drinking, although Jun Changxiao is not particularly good at it, if he uses spiritual energy to force alcohol out of his body, he can completely achieve a thousand cups without getting drunk!

......

In the center of the fifth layer of hell, there is a large round table, on which not only dozens of jars of wine are placed, but also quite a few below.

Jun Changxiao and the middle-aged man sat in two directions, east and west, a few meters apart from each other.

Thousands of prisoners gathered around, apparently intent on eating melons.

"I said ......"

Jun Chang smiled and said speechlessly: "Anyway, come to the dish of peanuts!"

The middle-aged man said: "A real master of wine does not need to be accompanied by alcohol." ”

“......”

Jun Chang smiled and was convinced.

"Boy. ”

The middle-aged man pushed a jar of wine over and said, "Lao Tzu allows you to force the wine out of your body, if you can stand up after drinking, then you win!"

Jun Chang smiled and said secretly: "This wine is by no means simple!"

"Little friend ......" Suddenly, the sound transmission technique sounded in his ears: "The name in front of you is called Drunken Immortal Wine, as long as you drink it in your body, you can't be forced out!"

Jun Chang smiled expressionlessly, but in fact he knew that the person who spoke was the poor worm huddled in the shadows.

"Can't force it out?"

Gou Yu said secretly: "No wonder you are so confident. ”

"Smack!"

As he spoke, he slapped the mud seal open.

The rich aroma of wine suddenly came out, Jun Chang sniffed with a smile, and praised: "Good wine!"

"Hahaha!"

The middle-aged man laughed and said, "It seems to be a fellow practitioner!"

"I'll do it first!"

Jun Changxiao first stood up, grabbed the wine mouth with one hand, and raised it high, and the wine suddenly flowed out in the shape of a waterfall.

The middle-aged man was a little confused.

The prisoners in the distance were also dumbfounded.

Even the immortals couldn't carry the wine, he actually raised it directly and drank it, not afraid of going up in an instant, and then lying on the ground like mud?

"I'm still too young!"

If he knew how strong the boss's drunken immortal wine was, he would never drink it so unscrupulously. ”

"No, I can't stand the smell of this wine!"

The main prisoner of the fifth layer of hell is extremely fond of drinking, and likes to drink with others, so over time, the other prisoners all become drunkards.

"Goo, goo!"

Jun Changxiao was still drinking with his head up, and after the wine entered his body, it immediately spread, and then merged into the blood and meridians, and launched an impact on the sea of thinking and consciousness!

"Smack!"

The middle-aged man was unwilling to be left behind, so he patted off the sealing mud of the wine jar around him, and then raised it and drank it.

"Goo-goo-goo!"

"Goo-goo-goo!"

The two of them were both standing, each foot on the chair and drinking wildly.

"Smack!"

Jun Changxiao drank one jar of wine first, opened another jar skillfully, and raised it again to drink.

The prisoners opened their mouths.

After drinking a jar of drunken fairy wine, he doesn't change color, this guy drinks a lot!

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

Jun Changxiao drank all the drunken immortal wine one after another, and the whole process did not pause at all, and he didn't even burp the wine.

"Bang!"

After another period of time, Gou Yu smashed the empty wine jar on the table, wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "I'm done drinking." ”

In front of and behind him, nineteen empty wine jars are arranged at will!

“......”

The middle-aged man put down the wine jar that he had just drunk half-drunk, and the expression on his face was a little exciting, after all, that guy drank twenty jars, and he only drank ten jars, and he had already fallen behind in terms of speed alone.

"Boy. ”

He grinned and said, "It's not enough to just drink it, you have to be able to stand." ”

"No problem. ”

Jun Chang smiled and clasped his hands together.

Judging from his face and tone, he couldn't tell that he was drinking at all.

The middle-aged man couldn't help muttering in his heart: "Could it be ...... Can he dissolve the drunken immortal wine that enters the body?" Please Baidu "Throw the Book Network" Thank you for your support!