Chapter 143: Drinking, Inviting to Fight

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When the moon was over Dongshan, Wu Ming sent someone here again with great etiquette and led Hu Huan all the way to the "Chaoyuan Pavilion" agreed during the day.

This time, the reception banquet was only for Hu Long. Not only did Wu Ming not invite Li Yizhi and his wife, Wang Lianhua and other Hu Long's old friends to accompany him, even A Fei and Sun Xiaohong, who were also considered "guests", were not invited. .

Ah Fei and Sun Xiaohong were originally worried about whether Wu Ming would pull some tricks while Master was alone.

Hu Long said that if the other party really wanted to play tricks, he would not do it so deliberately, which would make people wary.

When he arrived at "Chaoyuan Pavilion", Wu Ming went to the door to greet him in person.

Hu Long stepped forward to greet the other party, and after a brief exchange of greetings, they went inside together and went straight to the second floor.

In a spacious and elegant room upstairs, a large round table was installed in front of a large window facing east, with a seat on the left and right.

"Chaoyuan Pavilion" is located at the innermost side of this valley. It is built on a high slope against the mountain. Sitting in front of the window, you can have a panoramic view of this paradise-like valley.

After Wu Ming asked Hu Huan to take a seat, he raised his hands and clapped twice.

Immediately, many servants came downstairs, bringing all kinds of delicacies and placing them on the table in an orderly manner. Then they brought twelve jars of different materials and styles, obviously containing different kinds of wine, and placed them against the wall. The characters are arranged neatly.

“Good wine!”

The mud seals of these wine jars had been cleaned. From a distance, Hu Long could smell the unique and fragrant wine aroma emanating from the gaps on the edge of the jar lids. He couldn't help but twitch his index finger and let out a sigh of admiration.

Wu Ming waved his hand and ordered all the servants to retreat. He smiled at Hu Long and said, "The Taoist priest's nickname is 'Jiu Sword Fairy'. Since the word 'wine' comes before the word 'sword', it shows that he is a guest who really likes wine and is good at drinking it." . It just so happens that I have lived all these years, and my biggest hobby in my life is also the thing in this cup. For this reason, I have devoted myself to studying the ancient and modern wine-making methods, and brewed twelve kinds of excellent wines. Today I met a friend of mine, so I asked the Taoist priest Come and have a taste."

After that, he pressed his palm against the wine jar on the wall. The lid of the wine jar jumped up automatically, and a stream of bright wine flew out from the mouth of the jar, streaking across the void about three feet like a rainbow across the sky, and fell down. He put it into a precious ice porcelain wine bowl that was placed on the table in front of him, which should have been passed down from the Song Dynasty. It was exactly the size of the bowl, and not a single drop was spilled.

"'Bingbing' uses fierce fire to extract the essence of grains, and then blends it with water from thousands of years of cold springs in the Tianshan Mountains. It incorporates yin and yang, blends ice and fire, and is endlessly memorable."

Seeing Wu Ming raising his wine bowl to greet him, Hu Long followed suit and raised his palms to press softly. The power of his palms concealed the magical functions of Xun Jue "Wind God Seal" and Kan Jue "Weak Water Drinking" in the "Eight Seals of Guizang". They were invisible and formless. Changing as he pleased, he also took a stream of wine from the wine jar and poured it into the wine bowl in front of him.

He raised his bowl to salute him, then he and Wu Ming brought the rim of the bowl to their lips, raised their heads and drank it all in one gulp.

The wine entered his throat, flowing down like a cold spring of ice, and then it burned like a fire in his belly.

"What a 'ice burn', it really lives up to its name!"

Hu Long put down his wine bowl, clapped his hands and praised softly.

Wu Ming smiled and said: "Since it is worthy of your entrance, please enjoy it to your heart's content!"

This time, the two of them pressed their palms in unison, and the wine flying out from the mouth of the altar turned into two streams and poured into their respective wine bowls.

The two of them raised their bowls to drink again, repeating this cycle, without moving a single chopstick from the table full of delicacies, and drank a jar of ten kilograms of strong liquor in a matter of seconds. Both of them looked as normal and their eyes were clear. , there was no hint of drunkenness.

Wu Ming opened the second jar of wine without hesitation, and the wine he drew out with his palm was as bright and red as the sunset.

"'Peach Blossom Brewing' is made from the stamens of the peach blossoms ten miles south of the Yangtze River and put into the wine. The wine is fragrant and mellow, and the wine tastes like a beautiful woman."

Hu Yuan raised the wine bowl and said with a smile: "It's a pity that this poor Taoist has never understood the beauty of beauty, and he is used to drinking like a whale. I'm afraid he won't be able to appreciate the beauty of this wine."

Wu Ming also smiled and said: "Whether it's fine wine or beauties, elegant people, poets, and heroes all have their own tastes, so what's the difference? As far as I'm concerned, like the Taoist priest, his favorite thing is to drink like a whale." !”

The two of them laughed and drank at each other again. Not long after, another jar of seven or eight kilograms of wine, which was soft in the mouth but had a long staying power, was downed.

The second altar bottomed out, followed by the third altar, the fourth altar...

These wine jars may be large or small, but the total weight of all the wine is almost a hundred catties.

If you really rely on your belly to pretend, you will die even if you are drunk.

After drinking, wisps of white gas came out of both of them and drifted outside along the window next to them.

"Hey, it smells so good!"

Outside "Chaoyuan Pavilion", there are several boys in green standing at the door, ready to listen to the call of the master upstairs at any time.

When the white gas floated around them, they smelled an extremely strong and alluring aroma of wine at the same time. They couldn't help but take a few deep breaths, and then their eyes were blurred, their faces were flushed, and their feet felt like they were treading on soft ground. Standing unsteadily like in the clouds, he collapsed to the ground one by one.

It turns out that when Hu Yuan and Wu Ming drank, they had to use their own internal energy to convert the true energy into pure yang that was as blazing as fire, and then evaporated the wine that could no longer be held in their stomachs into a gaseous state. The pores on the body are forced out.

The aroma of these refined alcoholic beverages was so rich and mellow that when the boys took a few sips, it was the same as drinking several large bowls of spirits. No wonder they all fell drunk on the spot.

This time Wu Ming invited Hu Long to a banquet, which actually contained a hidden intention of testing. The two sides are not only fighting for wine, but also competing for cultivation and palm power at the same time.

Once someone loses his true energy and the speed of drinking is affected by the speed of forcing the drink, or the palm power is impure and the drink in the bowl splashes or overflows, he has lost the first round.

To be honest, when it comes to the depth of his cultivation and the subtlety and subtlety of his control of the true energy, Hu Long, who has reached innate perfection but has not yet truly broken through this level, is certainly not as good as Wu Ming, a grand master of the subtle realm.

However, Hu Long's actual drinking capacity is far greater than that of the other party. He will also digest a lot of alcohol while drinking, and the amount of energy he needs to consume is naturally less than that of the other party. Therefore, he always behaves calmly and appropriately until the twelve jars have their own characteristics. All the wine was bottomed out, and he did not show the slightest embarrassment like the other party.

"happy!"

After drinking the last bowl of wine in one gulp, Wu Ming threw away the valuable ice porcelain wine bowl, clapped and laughed,

"For many years, I have been looking forward to meeting an opponent worthy of a fight. I thought this person would be Shen Lang before, but now I know that Taoist Priest Hu Long is the one I am waiting for!"

Hu Long shook his head and said with a smile: "I don't dare to belittle myself. I believe that I am qualified to be Mr. Wu Ming's opponent. However, Mr. Wu Ming's words can't help but look down on Shen Lang."

As he spoke, he cast his gaze out the window.

Wu Ming followed his gaze and looked out, and happened to see Shen Lang, dressed in a green shirt, walking slowly and leisurely under the bright moonlight over the mountains. The expression on his face suddenly changed slightly.

After today's heavy drinking, he still failed to suppress Hu Long, but now he was slightly behind in his ability to sense.

Shen Lang's steps seemed slow but he was already at the "Chaoyuan Pavilion" in an instant.

He raised his head and cupped his hands towards Wu Ming who was upstairs, and said with a smile: "Shen has gained some enlightenment recently in seclusion, so after coming out of seclusion, he can't wait to ask sir for advice!"