Ye Zhenfeng saluted Dongfang Yexing with his hands raised, and said: "Junior heard that the Sword Soul Sect's sword trial competition gathered masters, so I came here to watch the battle. I am still young and have no intention of going on stage to compete. Please understand, Master Dongfang."
Dongfang Yexing chuckled, stepped forward and said, "Young Master Ye, you're welcome. Ye Xing has already heard that Young Master Ye retreated to worship the Moon Demon Lord in Da Yang Mansion with one man and one sword. Why should Young Master Ye be so modest? As a young hero, he deserves to show off. That’s the right skill!”
Although Si Kong couldn't see the situation in front of him, he knew that Ye Zhenfeng was in trouble, so he smiled and said: "Master Ye, like his master, is indifferent by nature and does not like fighting for fame and wealth. If he is not willing to participate in the competition, please Don’t force yourself, Master Dongfang.”
Seeing what he said, Dongfang Yexing couldn't help but feel curious and said, "Oh? I wonder who Master Ye's master is?"
Ye Zhenfeng said: "Master Nangong's deed."
Dongfang Yexing raised his head and laughed loudly, saying: "Nangong Qi?! Hahahaha! Like a teacher, like a disciple! By the way, Dean Qiyao is famous all over the world, but the one I admire the most is Nangong Qi! "
Ye Zhenfeng said: "Listening to what Master Dongfang said, could it be that you and your master are old acquaintances?"
Dongfang Yexing stretched out his hand to stroke his beard and said: "Of course, I have never beaten him in a drinking contest with him! He was so happy that he ran to Dayang Mansion to become the dean, and when he turned around, he left fame and fortune behind and became Xinyun Yehe, Nangong I still can't figure this guy out!"
"Who is so unpredictable?" Su Jingchen folded his sleeves with his hands and stepped forward. Following him was Sikong Lingzhu.
Sikong Lingzhu, who had always been noble and cool, immediately pouted when he saw Si blank, rushed forward, stretched out his hand to twist his ears, and said loudly: "Hey Si blank, why are you running away from home? Just say nothing. If you leave, I will search for you all over the world! You bastard!"
Si Kong grinned and screamed in pain, but there was no trace of elegance left in him. Seeing that his ears were red from being twisted, it seemed that Si Kong Lingzhu had killed him.
He repeatedly begged for mercy, saying: "Lingzhu, Lingzhu, my good sister, please spare me! It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!"
Everyone on the side could not help but cover their mouths and snicker. They did not expect that the calm and elegant Dean Sikong would also beg for mercy.
Wuchen smiled and said: "Amitabha, Si Kong, this must be your rich Lingzhu sister!"
Sikong Lingzhu was puzzled and turned to look at Wuchen aside. She felt that the monk in white clothes in front of her was so handsome that she felt that his beauty was eclipsed.
Su Jingchen stepped forward and whispered: "Lingzhu, this is in the Sword Soul Sect. You have to save face for your brother!"
After hearing what Su Jingchen said, Sikong Lingzhu was willing to let go. Sikong grinned and covered his painful ears.
This good-tempered brother has obviously been bullied by his sister since he was a child, but because he loves his sister, he can only endure it.
Dongfang Yexing chuckled and said: "Since you have met each other, you must have a lot to talk about. I have arranged for you to live in the same courtyard and ordered someone to prepare a table of food and wine for you. Let’s have a drink and reminisce about old times.”
Si Kong said: "Master Dongfang is really thoughtful."
In the small courtyard, orchids are blooming.
As expected, a table of wine and food has been prepared under the flower stand. Not only that, there are also several vegetarian dishes among the dishes, which are obviously specially prepared for Wuchen, which shows that Dongfang Yexing is a thoughtful person.
Everyone sat down to eat and drink. As soon as the wine seal was opened,
There is a strong aroma of wine.
Monk Wuchen closed his eyes slightly, took a whiff, and said in unison with Ye Zhenfeng: "It's the bamboo leaf boat from Tianxia Winery!"
Su Jingchen chuckled and said: "Zhenfeng, your master Nangong Qi is a wine god. It seems that you have inherited his good wine skills!"
Han Ziyue looked at Monk Wuchen and said, "That's not right. Master Wuchen is a monk. How come he knows so much about wine?"
Wuchen didn't answer, he poured a glass first, tasted it carefully, and sighed: "Good wine! Good wine!" Then he turned to look at Han Ziyue and said with a smile: "Young Master Han doesn't know something. , what the young monk drank was not wine."
Han Ziyue was puzzled and asked, "Then what did the mage drink?"
"Of course it's that Prajna soup." After Wuchen finished speaking, a sly smile appeared in the corner of his eyes.
Han Ziyue
He smiled and turned to look at Ye Zhenfeng. The two of them shrugged at the same time, expressing confusion.
Si Bai smiled and said, "Monk, you are making nonsense again."
Wuchen laughed and said: "Buddhists call wine 'Prajna Soup', which is the same as you mortals calling wine 'the thing that forgets worries'. How can you say I'm talking nonsense?"
I raised my glass in the wind at night and said, "I forget my worries in this place, and I leave behind my worldly feelings. Even though I have taken a glass of wine, the cup will be empty and the pot will tip over."
Wuchen smiled and nodded.
Si Kong, who was sitting next to Wuchen, spoke up and said, "If Nangong Qi is the Immortal of Wine, Master Wuchen is the Wine Worm. You don't need to worry about him, just eat and drink."
Bai Miaoluo smiled awkwardly and said: "Master Wuchen, you are really... informal, hahaha!"
After listening to Si Kong's words, Wuchen seemed displeased and raised his glass: "That Nangong benefactor is a wine god. Why did he turn into a wine bug when he came to the young monk?"
Everyone laughed.
Si Kong smiled and said, "You are a drunkard to begin with!"
Sikong Lingzhu covered her mouth and smiled, and then said: "Brother, what happened after you ran away from home?"
Si Kong was drinking and couldn't help but choked. He thought to himself that this girl really didn't give her any face. Why did she run away from home? He said it as if he was a naughty child.
He put his fist to his mouth, coughed a few times in embarrassment, and then said: "I didn't run away from home. I left Da Yang Mansion to find a way to suppress the devil's breath. When I was young, I traveled around, and I was in Lanzhou. I stayed in Nuosi for a while, and when I was leaving, Master Zhiyuan calculated that I would be in trouble in the future, so he gave me a cloth belt embroidered with the Great Wuxiang Fu curse."
Su Jingchen looked at the cloth band covering his eyes and said, "Oh, is this the band that is covering your eyes now? I thought you were just pretending to be cool, that's why you put it on!"
Si Bong said: "You are so cool about pretending to be cool, why don't you also put a cloth belt over your face and show me how to pretend to be cool? It doesn't count the difficulty in moving. You are running into obstacles everywhere, pretending to be cool, only a kid like you can think of it!"
Su Jingchen held up the wine glass and said with a smile: "I'm teasing you! You big fool! It's been a long time since we last saw you, why have you become so stupid again!"
Si Kong choked, and everyone laughed.
Si Kong went on to say: "I found that the cloth belt embroidered with the Great Wuxiang Curse can suppress the evil breath, so I went all the way to Lannuo Temple. Unexpectedly, Master Zhiyuan had passed away. Fortunately, I met Wuchen later. He used The Great Wuxiang Fu Demon Curse helped me suppress the demonic energy in my body."
Bai Miaoluo on the side sighed: "It seems that Master Zhiyuan is really an eminent monk. He can predict that you will have a calamity in the future, and he will also embroider your hair."
I gave you the cloth belt with the Great Invisibility Curse. "
Sikong Lingzhu heard that Wuchen helped his brother suppress the demonic aura, so he looked at Wuchen who was drinking by himself.
Sikong Lingzhu asked: "Master Wuchen, since you can help my brother suppress the demon breath with the Great Wuxiang Curse, I wonder if there is any way to completely remove the inner demon from his body?"
Monk Wuchen, dressed in white as snow, with a handsome face, just shook his head and sighed: "Once the inner demon is sown, it cannot be plucked out."
Su Jingchen said hurriedly: "Master Wuchen, isn't there any other way?"
Wuchen sighed: "Xiao Monk and Si Kong have been asking around in many ways during this time, hoping to find a way to completely eradicate the inner demon, but there is no way for the time being."
Everyone was silent for a while, all secretly worried about Si Kong.
Ye Zhenfeng said: "I heard Master said that once the inner demon is sown, it will trigger the inner demon to kill the heart. Everyone in the world has inner demons, but not everyone will be killed by the inner demon. If the inner demon kills the heart once, it will trigger the inner demon to kill the heart. If you think about it, the inner demon will rise, and you can only fall into the eternal reincarnation of the devil."
Su Jingchen clenched his fist and punched the table hard, and said angrily: "That guy Su Yu is really hateful! I really want to cut him to pieces with a thousand knives!"
Han Ziyue said: "There are no absolutes in everything, so don't despair. Maybe we can find a way to eradicate the inner demons in the future."
Su Jingchen nodded, looked at Han Ziyue, and said, "Master Han Yue is right! By the way, Master Han Yue looks familiar! But I can't remember where I've seen him before..."
Seeing Su Jingchen tilting her head and thinking seriously, Han Ziyue was really afraid that she would remember something, so she quickly lowered her head
head to go.
Ye Zhenfeng on the side quickly raised his glass and said: "It's rare for everyone to get together today, so why not raise your glass and have a drink!"
Si Kong smiled and said, "Zhenfeng is right."
Everyone raised their glasses and drank happily.
Sikong Lingzhu drank a cup of Bamboo Leaf Boat and sighed: "I wonder where that guy Nangong Qi is now? If he is here, the Bamboo Leaf Boat will not be enough for him to drink."
Wuchen smiled and said: "Oh? So, the young monk really wants to meet the Nangong donor!"
Su Jingchen shook the wine glass and said: "Monk, I think it's better for you not to see this guy. He's arrogant and can't get drunk after a thousand cups. If you want to compete with him in terms of drinking capacity, I'm afraid you'll lose miserably!"
Everyone laughed again, Wuchen looked at Ye Zhenfeng and said: "Master Ye, since your master is not here, why don't I compare your drinking capacity with you first!"
Ye Zhenfeng smiled slightly and said: "Master Wuchen, it's okay to have a wine competition. I'm afraid Dongfang Sect Master will be unhappy. It is said that the top twelve wines in this world are not cheap."
Everyone laughed again, drinking and chatting freely. It was already halfway up the moon, but everyone still had no intention of leaving.
The servants took down the food and wine, and brought out several plates of exquisite pastries, and several jars of wine one after another. Ye Zhenfeng and Wu Chen had a wine fight, but still there was no winner.
Han Ziyue said: "I heard that this is the Sword Soul Sect's sword trial meeting held every three years. Isn't there anyone here who is here to participate in the sword trial? Everyone is very drunk. I think you are here to participate in the competition. Let’s have a drinking party!”
Everyone looked at each other and laughed. Bai Miaoluo stood up and said, "What Mr. Han said is true. I think it's getting late, so why don't we all go back and rest."
