One, two, three...... With a lot of effort, the three of them put three empty wine jars next to each of them and drank dozens of catties of wine, but the three of them still held the big wine jars and poured them into their mouths with a grunt.

Bai Xiaosheng is very sure about drinking, because the ancient alcohol has a low degree, and he doesn't feel much at all when he drinks it. However, after drinking so much, he also felt uncomfortable in his stomach, and if it weren't for the two of them not stopping, he wouldn't have persevered.

Four altars, five altars...... After drinking the fifth altar, Bai Xiaosheng couldn't drink it anymore, he smiled bitterly, looked at the sixth altar beside him, and looked at the two monsters who drank like cattle and never stopped, he not only cried in his mouth, but also bitter in his heart.

Good guys, are these two bellies human bellies? How can they hold so much drink?

Bai Xiaosheng, who didn't believe in evil, also deliberately glanced around the two of them, and there was no trace of water flowing, which showed that both of them drank it and did not expel it with their strength.

Shaking his head, Bai Xiaosheng staggered back, he sat on Zhou Botong's body, and he screamed in pain: "Stinky boy, get out of ......the way" Zhou Botong glared at Bai Xiaosheng angrily, and looked at the two of them who were fighting with interest. He said, "Boy, I didn't expect you guys to be able to drink like this." Tsk, five altars in a row, I really don't know how your belly grows. Saying that, Zhou Botong actually slapped him on the stomach, and this little force was like a straw that broke the camel's back at this time, and it suddenly made Bai Xiaosheng's stomach turn over.

He let out a "wow", and spit out a lot of the wine he drank at once, even with a lot of what he had just eaten, and the smell was pungent.

Bai Xiaosheng smiled bitterly and immediately beckoned Xiao Er to clean up, but he glanced at Zhou Botong angrily and said, "You take it easy, otherwise I will vomit you." ”

"You guy......" Zhou Botong shook his head, he pointed to Bai Xiaosheng and said: "You use your internal force to take the Du Pulse, reverse the Ren Pulse, pass the little finger meridian, and discharge the wine." Although he didn't say it carefully, Bai Xiaosheng understood, thought about it, and praised it.

Although this hand is only pediatric, ordinary people really can't imagine that the Qiu in the eagle shooting will not rely on this to fight with the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan?

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Bai Xiaosheng's internal force was running, and the slowly rotating internal force seemed to have a suction, sucking the wine in his stomach again. Under the action of internal force, the wine turns into a body, moves with the internal force, and comes out from the little finger. Tick, tick...... A drop of water vapor slowly dripped down, and after a while, Bai Xiaosheng got wet under his seat, that is, half an hour later, he opened his eyes, his eyes were full of energy, and his face was a lot red due to drunkenness.

Looking up at Wang Chongyang and the others, these two guys were still drinking, and it was already the seventh altar today, Bai Xiaosheng noticed that the speed of the two of them drinking slowed down, and Wang Chongyang even took a sip and rested, obviously reaching the limit.

As soon as the seventh altar was empty, Wang Chongyang saw that the wine monk wanted to take the eighth altar, and immediately put his hand on his arm, and said with a wry smile: "Okay, this time you won." I can't believe that after three years, your alcohol consumption has grown to such a point?"

The wine fighting monk smiled and said, "This is thanks to the Yi Jin Jing, otherwise I would not be your opponent." After that, his eyes were slightly closed, the internal force was running from his body, his left hand stretched out, and large drops of water droplets dripped quickly, which was much faster than Bai Xiaosheng. Wang Chongyang saw him drain the wine, so he did the same, and after a while, the two of them discharged the wine.

"Nine Yin Sutra, you can take it and see it!" Wang Chongyang picked up the Nine Yin Sutra beside him and handed it to the fighting monk. Bai Xiaosheng stepped forward, pushed the hundred family tree, and sent it to the wine fighting monk.

The wine fighting monk smiled slightly, pushed the hundred family trees in front of Wang Chongyang, and said: "Brother Wang, you have seen the Quanzhen Sect, and the martial arts in this book should be used." You can read it first......" As he spoke, he pushed the Yi Jin Jing in front of Bai Xiaosheng and said, "Little guy, you are the first young man who can drink so much, and based on this, I will show you this book." ”

Forehead...... This sudden scene made Bai Xiaosheng dazed, and when the person widened his eyes, his pupils were completely out of focus. When he turned around, Wang Chongyang had already opened the hundred family trees, and the wine fighting monk had also opened the Nine Yin True Scripture and read it carefully. Seeing this, Bai Xiaosheng naturally knew that he couldn't miss the opportunity, so he quickly picked up the Yijin Sutra and looked at it.

The Yijin Sutra was left by Bodhidharma, but it was not written in Sanskrit, and the inner text was the Middle-earth script, and Bai Xiaosheng saw no problem at all. Moreover, this Yijin Sutra does not have much to say in the text, but the content it contains is very profound, and it cannot be interpreted at all if it is not the same as the Buddhist subtle words.

Bai Xiaosheng understands Sanskrit, and he prepared it for the Nine Yin True Scripture, but he doesn't understand the subtle words of Buddhism, so he can only memorize by rote. Fortunately, Bai Xiaosheng has a golden finger. The analysis system analyzes his knowledge, and reading it once is also within the analysis, as long as the system notes it, it is equivalent to Bai Xiaosheng writing it down. This is a disguised memorably.

Quickly flipped through the Yijin Sutra, Bai Xiaosheng looked at it from the beginning again, but he seemed serious, but his thoughts were not on the Yijin Sutra at all, he was thinking in his mind, how to avoid the sight of several people, and took the Shenzu Sutra under the Yijin Sutra, which is also a divine skill, or a divine skill that can dispel stasis and poison, and Bai Xiaosheng is not moved.

While thinking about it, Bai Xiaosheng saw the wet desktop on the side, and when he stroked his hand, his entire palm was wet. Bai Xiaosheng glanced sideways at Wang Chongyang and the Fighting Wine Monk, and seeing that both of them were reading the book seriously, he put his hand on the page, as if he was about to turn the page, and the next moment the wine in his hand wet the page, revealing the humanoid practice diagram covered behind the text.

This is a yoga-like atlas, which depicts the meridians and acupoints, and represents the internal power route. Bai Xiaosheng quickly went through it and turned to another page. In this way, he rummaged through the Yijin Sutra and engraved the Shenzu Sutra contained in it into the system. After finishing the matter, Bai Xiaosheng used a slight internal force to set off the books, and soon the books were dried and restored to their original state, so that others could not see the slightest change.

"Huh, Brother Wang, what is this weird scripture?" Just when Bai Xiaosheng was grateful to the sky and rejoiced, the voice of the fighting monk came from his ears. His heart moved, and when he looked up, he saw the wine monk pointing to a strange text and asking Wang Chongyang. Bai Xiaosheng knew that it was Sanskrit!

Wang Chongyang looked at it twice and said: "This should be Sanskrit, but my brother doesn't know Sanskrit, so I can't help my brother." ”

The fighting monk nodded, and didn't care, he didn't seem to have taken this Sanskrit to heart, they didn't know that this Sanskrit was the essence of the Nine Yin True Sutra. Later generations said that the Jiuyang Sutra is the supreme internal strength, and the internal strength alone is probably more than the Jiuyin Sutra, but in terms of Bai Xiaosheng, if this Sanskrit text is counted, the Jiuyin is not worse than the Jiuyang.

With a thought move, Bai Xiaosheng gathered his curiosity and pretended to be curious to read the Sanskrit text. The wine monk looked at him and said, "What's the matter, the little brother knows Sanskrit?"

Bai Xiaosheng immediately shook his head and said, "No, I'm just a little curious, how can there be Sanskrit articles in this Nine Yin Sutra? Sanskrit, shouldn't it be in the Buddhist scriptures?"

When Wang Chongyang and the fighting monk heard this, they all shook their heads with laughter and didn't care about him, and Bai Xiaosheng didn't get an inch and retracted his body. But neither of them knew it, so as soon as they looked at it, Bai Xiaosheng swept the Sanskrit text. Although, he can't write down the whole article himself, but the system records it, as long as he enters the system, he can naturally get this Jiu**hua.

He lost and got the penultimate place, but he unexpectedly got the opportunity to read the book, the Yijin Sutra and the Jiuyin True Sutra, these two supreme divine skills, all came into his hands.

"With these two sets of divine skills, the world is so big, you can get it!" Bai Xiaosheng was overjoyed, and couldn't help but feel a little proud, but he became more and more cautious on his face, not showing his flaws.