The owner of the tavern personally delivered two jars of Huahuo wine, but after putting down the jars, the owner kindly reminded: "This wine is very strong, so it's better for Instructor Yuwen to drink less. Recently, the Discipline Department of the college has been very strict on drunkenness.
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"No problem." Yu Wenxuan waved.
"This little wine is nothing, you won't get drunk even if you drink it." Yu Wenhe was also nonchalant.
"Those guys are drinking slowly." The shopkeeper didn't say much and returned behind the counter. Naturally, he knew a lot about Hua Huo Liquor. He knew that even a king-level master would definitely get drunk after drinking two jars of Hua Huo Liquor.
"Come on, Brother Xing." Yu Wenxuan boldly picked up the wine jar, patted open the seal, and drank heavily at the mouth of the jar.
Xing Nan didn't show any weakness, and then he also drank to the bullshit.
Gudong, Gudong...
Two jars of Huahuo wine were poured into the stomachs of Xing Nan and Yu Wenxuan respectively in a few breaths.
At this moment, both of them felt like there was a fire burning in their stomachs, and their whole bodies felt burning.
Wave after wave of strong alcoholic beverages kept rising from the belly, straight to the head, pouring into the sea of consciousness, violently washing away the soul.
Although Yu Wenxuan has a king-level cultivation level, his soul has not been shaped after all, and his ability to withstand the effects of alcohol is obviously much lower.
Xing Nan not only completed the shaping of his soul, but also reached the imperial soul realm. After drinking a jar of Huahuo wine, his face was still just slightly red.
But Yu Wenxuan was already drunk and hazy, and he couldn't sit still.
"Brother Xing, you have such a good capacity for drinking!" Yu Wenxuan's consciousness was gradually no longer clear. He slapped the table and shouted loudly, "Give us two more bottles!"
Although Xing Nan was not drunk, the irritability in his heart was gradually covered by the alcohol.
The shopkeeper brought two more jars of Huahuo wine. Seeing Yu Wenxuan's appearance, he bit the bullet and said, "Teacher Yuwen, you should drink in moderation. You are drunk yourself."
"Nonsense!" Yu Wenxuan slapped the table again. The table, which was still tough, instantly fell into pieces. He also shouted: "I'm not drunk! Who said I was drunk!"
Because he was drunk, Yu Wenxuan couldn't control his strength and smashed the wine table into pieces.
But most drunk people will not admit that they are drunk, nor will they realize that they are drunk.
The surrounding instructors and students paid their bills one after another. After leaving the tavern, someone with good intentions sent a message to the people in the Discipline Department.
"Let's change tables."
Yu Wenxuan took Xing Nan and sat down at another table in the tavern.
"Fifth brother, you seem to be really drunk." Yu Wenhe said softly.
"I'm not drunk!" Yu Wenxuan glared at his sister, pointed at Xing Nan and said, "This kid isn't even drunk, how could I be drunk?"
Yu Wenhe stopped talking, and she was also very puzzled. Her fifth brother was so drunk, how could Xing Nan act like a normal person?
The shopkeeper had no choice but to bring two more jars of Huahuo wine. If it were an ordinary tutor, he could refuse to sell any more liquor, but Yu Wenxuan was not an ordinary tutor, and he, a tavern shopkeeper, could never afford to offend him.
Again, one person per jar, and again he poured water into the mouth of the jar.
But this time, Yu Wenxuan was only halfway through drinking when the wine jar in his hand crashed to pieces on the ground, and the remaining half of the jar of wine spilled all over the floor.
If Yu Wenhe hadn't helped him in time, Yu Wenxuan would have fallen to the ground at this moment.
With Yu Wenhe's help, Yu Wenxuan was able to sit firmly again, while Xing Nan drank another jar of Huahuo wine.
If you drink it slowly one cup at a time, drinking these fireworks wine is nothing to Xing Nan, but he almost drank three jars in one go, and now he is a little dizzy.
After all, he had just used the method of dual cultivation to raise his soul realm to a level comparable to that of an emperor. He was not yet familiar with his own realm.
"I still want to drink, two more jars..."
Yu Wenxuan's eyes were blurred, and his body was leaning on the table.
The shopkeeper didn't bring any more wine, he just stayed silent behind the counter.
"Bring the wine quickly!" Yu Wenxuan shouted.
Thumb thump thump thump...
A group of monks dressed in black poured into the tavern, and they quickly surrounded Xing Nan and the three of them.
"What are you doing?" Yu Wenhe asked with a frown.
"Ignore the college's alcohol restriction, let's invite the drunk person to visit the Discipline Department."
A middle-aged monk winked at his companions, and two people lifted Yu Wenxuan up.
"let me go!"
Yu Wenxuan tried his best, but he was already drunk and couldn't break free. Even if he wasn't drunk, the two monks holding him now were only slightly stronger than him in terms of cultivation.
"What's the drinking restriction? Do you know who he is? He is my fifth brother Yu Wenxuan, please let him go!"
Yu Wenhe became anxious and stood up immediately, looking a little angry.
"Yu Wenxuan?" The middle-aged monk also frowned, but in the end he said firmly, "No matter who you are, you can't ignore the precepts of the Holy Dragon Academy!"
"You guys!" Yu Wenhe stared helplessly. She wanted to take action, but she knew her own disadvantages.
"And this student, I think you are also drunk." The middle-aged monk said to Xing Nan.
"I'm fine." Xing Nan said calmly.
"How much did you drink?" the middle-aged monk asked.
"It seems there are three fireworks bars." Xing Nan replied.
"You are just a student, and after drinking so much fireworks, you actually said you were not drunk. Even if you were not drunk, you ignored the college's alcohol restriction and took you away with you!" the middle-aged monk sneered.
Two more masters came and lifted Xing Nan up.
Xing Nan did not resist. He had indeed violated the drinking restriction of Shenglong Academy, so there was no harm in going to the Discipline Department.
"Let them go!"
Yu Wenhe was very anxious, but the masters from the Discipline Department didn't listen to her scolding, so she could only worry.
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The Discipline Department of Holy Dragon Academy is located in a small valley.
This valley is surrounded by steep and straight stone walls, and in the middle there are huge boulders and stone buildings.
Xing Nan and Yu Wenxuan, who was already drunk, were brought into the valley by several masters of the Discipline Department, and then imprisoned in a stone room.
In the stone chamber, there are so many forbidden formations that even an imperial-level expert would have difficulty breaking out.
The matter quickly reached the ears of Yan Yan, the leader of the discipline department. He said to his subordinates: "Send Yu Wenxuan to the ice cell and Xing Nan to the sword cell. Let them suffer some hardships and reflect on themselves."
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"First seat." A deacon said worriedly, "Well Yuwenxuan is the young master of the Yuwen family. Should we give the Yuwen family some face?"
"Why does Shenglong Academy give face to the Yuwen family?" Yan Yan sneered.
The reason why Yan Yan is in charge of the Discipline Department is because he is upright by nature and not afraid of the powerful. He will never tolerate anyone who makes mistakes in Shenglong Academy. Even if the vice president makes a mistake, he will act according to the rules. He can't do it.
, just go to the dean.
Yan Yan is a close confidant of the dean. With the dean supporting him, why should he be afraid?
"And Xing Nan is a rare genius cultivated by the academy. Last time he killed Nangong Feihong of the Nangong family outside, the vice-dean didn't even deal with him. Should we take more care of him? He is still a student after all. I'm afraid
I can't bear the pain of being in the sword cell." The deacon begged again.
"The rarer the genius, the more strict the requirements and restraint of temper, so as not to go astray." Yan Yan continued, "Although Xing Nan is a student, he may be able to drink three jars of Huahuo wine, and the suffering of the sword cell is suitable for him.
, it is said that he has reached a very low level in body and sword skills, and he is also a student of the Sword Sect. The hardships in the sword cell just make him realize that he is not yet a strong man who can do whatever he wants."
"As commanded."
The deacon said nothing and immediately led the people away.
Xing Nan was adjusting his breath to suppress the power of alcohol. Suddenly, the door of the stone room was opened, and four masters of the Discipline Department walked in. Two of them carried Yu Wenxuan, who was already asleep, away, while the other two stood up to Xing Nan.
in front of.
"By order of the leader of the Discipline Department, I ask you to stay in the sword cell for three days." A master said.
"Sword cell?" Xing Nan frowned slightly, but did not argue, let alone resist.
Even though he was trying his best to suppress the alcohol, after drinking so much Hanabi wine, his head was gradually becoming dizzy.
You shouldn't drink too much Hanabi sake, it's really not a bluff, and Shenglong Academy's alcohol restriction is not unreasonable.
Under the leadership of two masters, Xing Nan was taken to a stone wall deep in the valley.
An expert slapped a seal on the stone wall. After a forbidden wave on the stone wall, a light gate appeared.
"Go in." A deacon said, "In three days, we will open the ban and take you out."
"Just hide in there for three days."
Xing Nan felt that it was not easy to get along with Duan Zhirou at the moment, so being locked up in a cell was not such a bad thing, so he walked towards the light door calmly.
As soon as his body touched the light door, a huge force enveloped his whole body. Under the pull of this huge force, Xing Nan's body began to spin rapidly.
Originally, he was a little top-heavy because he drank too much Hanabi wine. Now that he was being pulled over and over with great force, he felt that his head was swollen, and the heavy dizziness made him feel like he was about to vomit.
boom!
Xing Nan's body fell heavily to the ground, which was hard and cold.
His mind was in chaos, and it was like thousands of stars were shining in front of his eyes. He suppressed the feeling of drowsiness, looked up, and found that a forbidden light door was slowly disappearing.
"This should be the sword cell." As soon as this thought came to Xing Nan's mind, he could no longer hold on and fell asleep.
Not sure how much time had passed, Xing Nan suddenly woke up because he felt a dangerous energy locking onto him.
He was not too drunk, his soul had already been shaped, and he was very sensitive to danger.
call!
He stood up suddenly, squinted his eyes and looked around, and then he saw clearly that the so-called sword cell was a rather large cave.
The cave is more than a hundred feet in diameter, and the stone walls on all sides are inlaid with long swords that emit sword light.
These long swords have different shapes, but they are all shining brightly, and at this moment, they are all filled with waves of powerful and fierce sword intent.
It was these fluctuations of sword intent that woke Xing Nan up from his slumber.
"There are actually hundreds of swordsmen, and the swordsmen with the worst quality are all top-grade spiritual swords!" Xing Nan couldn't help but be shocked.
All the swordsmen were gathering momentum, making clanging sounds from time to time, as if they were about to roar out and fly towards them at any time.