Zhong and Yan were not good at drinking, and when they heard this young monk say that they wanted to drink this whole vat of wine, they were naturally shocked.

Even the Jiang Gang Leader and the Second Tiger Zhu Chuang also looked surprised.

"Drink this vat of wine? Gang Master Jiang asked, "How many times do you drink it?"

Xuan Qing smiled slightly: "Since it is a wine fight, it is naturally a dry drink." As he spoke, he lifted the wine vat and drank it with his head tilted, and the large wine vat was lifted above his head by him, and it seemed effortless. Seeing that the strength of this little monk is really not small, Zhong Yunlang secretly praised in his heart, and he had the intention of comparison.

A column of sake poured out of the vat and poured down, but seeing Xuanqing's Adam's apple beating up and down, the vat of sake had gradually flowed into his stomach. This appearance really doesn't look like a Shaolin disciple at all, but it is quite heroic.

The amount of wine in the vat is gradually decreasing, and the wine vat can no longer be poured out. I saw Xuanqing exert force with both hands and gently take it on the edge of the wine vat. The wine vat was immediately thrown into the air and spun up, and the wine fell into Xuanqing's mouth with the power of this spin, and there was not a drop left.

The wine vat stayed in the air for a moment before it fell, Xuanqing reached out to catch it, and slowly lowered it to the ground.

"Thank you for the Jiang gang master's wine. Xuanqing folded his hands, bowed slightly, and his posture disappeared when he was drinking. At this time, the monk's robe was slightly swinging, and his eyebrows were solemn, and he was actually an image of a little monk.

Gang Leader Jiang and Zhu Chuang praised in unison: "Little Master has a good amount of wine. ”

Zhong Yunlang and Yan Ruyu were shocked by his kung fu of throwing the cylinder with one hand, and shouted: "Little master is good at martial arts." Both of them thought that the Shaolin faction was the largest faction in the Central Plains, and it lasted longer than Wangchengguan and Zhengyang League, and it really lived up to its name. The next little disciple has this kung fu, and the Shaolin Temple must be full of talents.

Zhu Chuang laughed: "Gang Master Jiang, little master, we can be said to be in the same way, I have a great place to drink here, let's go together!" The best place he said was naturally the cup cellar, Zhong Yunlang had seen it before.

Xuanqing and Jiang Gang Leader were both overjoyed when they heard this, and they had a great place to drink, so they naturally couldn't ask for it.

Zhu Chuang was very happy and was about to lead the two to the wine cellar. Suddenly, there was a clear cry from the sky, as if it was sent by a bird of prey.

Xuan Qing knocked on the corner of his forehead, and his face was stunned: "Gang Leader Jiang, Second Brother Zhu, it's really unfortunate today, Senior Brother is calling me back." "The sharp birdsong is getting closer and closer, and it is clear that the bird is extremely fast. By the time they looked up, the bird of prey had come near.

When the people heard it cry, they said it was a bird of prey. At first sight, everyone was stunned, this 'bird of prey' was delicate, with a soft feather black and white, handsome and abnormal. Falling on Xuanqing's shoulders, they complement each other and are very suitable. It's clearly the appearance of a poultry.

Yan Ruyu took a closer look and found that something was wrong: "The claws are sharp, the eagle eyes are sharp, the feathers are bright and colorful, long in Liaodong, a peerless bird of prey." This is a Haidongqing!"

Xuanqing saw that he knew the goods, and smiled at him: "Yan Gongzi is right, this Hai Dongqing has been with me since he was a child, and he has never been separated. As he spoke, he said to Hai Dongqing: "Ah Qing, where is the senior brother?"

The Hai Dongqing 'cooed' a few times, and raised his left wing. Xuanqing let out a 'h ”

Everyone saw that he called this Hai Dongqing 'Ah Qing' and his own law name 'Xuanqing' almost the same name, and they all found it interesting. When he talked to this Hai Dongqing, he felt even more novel. I was wondering if this Hai Dongqing was really so spiritual and able to communicate with people, when he suddenly heard someone shouting: "Senior Brother Xuanqing, it turns out that you are here! Why did you come here alone?"

Zhong Yunlang said 'hey' and praised, this Hai Dongqing is really spiritual. I'm afraid that this person who spoke is Xuanqing's senior brother.

Looking at the person who spoke, I saw a young monk dressed in a brick yellow monk's robe, standing on his chest, his eyebrows lowered, looking not very old, but he looked very old, giving people a sense of stability.

Xuan Qing's face was embarrassed, and he looked back: "Senior brother...... I saw that the scenery near the river here was excellent, so I sat down and watched. Zhong Yunlang couldn't help but wonder, this Xuanqing didn't dare to speak out about drinking in front of his senior brother, so he naturally violated the precepts. Zhong Yunlang has always been in charge of punishment and reward law enforcement, and the most important rules, but today, when he saw Xuanqing violating the precepts and acting recklessly, he didn't think there was anything wrong with him, but felt that this little monk acted casually, which was quite interesting.

The young monk shook his head slightly, obviously knowing what Xuanqing had done, but he didn't blame it. walked in front of Jiang Kuang, clasped his palms together and saluted: "Little monk Shaolin Xuanbei, I have seen the Jiang gang leader." "Although Shaolin does not follow the worldly etiquette, as the first major faction of martial arts, the rules of meeting in the rivers and lakes cannot be missing.

"It turned out to be Shaolin disciple Xuan Bei, a young talent. Gang Master Jiang nodded in return: "How is the Venerable Master lately, can you come with the abbot master this time?"

Xuan Bei still clasped his palms together, and replied: "There is Laojiang Gang Master worried, everything is fine with the family teacher, this martial arts conference will come with the abbot master, and it will be here in a day or two." ”

The disciples of Shaolin are all the first disciples of the Warrior Academy, the abbot never accepts disciples, and the disciples are only known as the abbot master. Lichen and Lifan are both Taoist monks, who have extremely high attainments in Buddhism, and their martial arts have been well-known in the rivers and lakes for a long time. The two of them were already at the peak of the grandmaster realm in their early years, and now they don't know if there will be any breakthroughs.

"The two junior disciples of Shaolin Temple have arrived, why didn't Master Chen and Master Fan come with him. Zhong Yunlang thought in his heart, quite strange, but this is a Shaolin family matter, but it is inconvenient to ask.

Xuan Bei saluted everyone one by one and talked. Zhong Yunlang saw that he was quite decent and sophisticated, and he secretly praised in his heart, this Shaolin disciple is really a young talent, and he has the style of being in charge. On the side, Xuan Qing didn't say a word, only smiled and looked at the Hai Dongqing. That Hai Dongqing jumped up and down on Xuanqing's shoulder, rubbing on Xuanqing's face from time to time, one person and one bird, very intimate.

Xuan Bei talked to everyone for a while, and then said goodbye: "The little monk and the junior disciples are here, there are still other things, and it is inconvenient to delay here, so I will leave." "Don't pass everyone, lead Xuanqing slowly away.

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The two Shaolin disciples walked away, without Xuanqing as a companion, the Jiang gang leader was still drunk, and pulled Zhu Chuang into the inn. Zhu Chuang took the Jiang gang master to the cellar to drink, drink more and drink less, needless to say, anyway, the road shopkeeper has many treasured wines, I am afraid that most of them will be consumed.

Zhong Yunlang and Yan Ruyu are not good at drinking, so they went to Qingchuan City to wander. Zhong Yunlang couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw that the Qingchuan County Government was still deserted, and the county order and Qi Zhutou still hadn't returned, but thinking that the two of them might have been delayed on the road, they didn't take it to heart. I wandered around with Yan Ruyu for a day, and it wasn't until dusk that I returned to the mountain.

Entering the gate of Wangchengguan, I saw that the lights were bright, lively and extraordinary, rubbing shoulders, and there were crowds of people.

The competition of this junior disciple started so early, let's call him the 'Hero's Banquet'. The junior disciples who came to participate in this 'Hero's Banquet', regardless of the big gang and small faction, all had a few people who were promoted, and the scene was naturally grand.

Wangchengguan, Zhengyang League, Beggar Gang, Kongtong, Wuyue, Golden Snake Cliff, Qinglong Gang...... It's almost Shaolin, how can so many people compare. Yan Ruyu looked at these many people, and couldn't help but worry about the real person in charge, this competition can't be finished until midnight.

Just as he was about to ask about the rules of the competition, Zhong Yunlang patted him on the shoulder: "Brother Yan, look at that!"

Yan Ruyu followed Zhong Yunlang's finger and looked into the corner, only to see five young monks standing aside, staring at the platform.

The leader is a relatively old man, who is the Shaolin disciple Xuan Bei who met today.

There was a person beside him with a delicate face, a bird of prey on his shoulder, his expression was relaxed, and the monk's robe was shabby, it was Xuanqing.

It seems that they are also here to participate in this 'hero's banquet'.