The rest of the crowd had already been driven away by Murong Fu, and now there were only two people in the courtyard, Murong Fu and Duan Yu.
There were all kinds of jars in front of them, about two hundred of them. The smallest jar could hold twenty kilograms. Each jar was filled to the brim with all kinds of good wine, from the lowest to the lowest.
From fruit wine with a slightly higher alcohol content to Ner Hong, Huadiao, to Shao Dao which can almost burn a person’s throat after one sip, all types of drinks that can be found in Suzhou City are here, and there are also some jars containing
It's something else.
Duan Yu said with a bitter look on his face: "Mr. Murong, do you really want to do this? Is there no other way?"
Murong Fu said seriously: "Brother Duan, this is the only way I can think of to make you familiar with the Six Meridians Divine Sword within a few days. There is no other way. If you can't master the Six Meridians Divine Sword in these few days,
If you are skilled in using the technique, you will not be able to release your sword energy when facing the enemy in a few days. When the time comes, I and other eminent monks of this generation will be too distracted to protect Brother Duan. It will be difficult to determine the outcome. Someone may be killed or injured.
Under Jiumozhi's flaming sword, I might not be able to stand in front of Brother Duan and speak after this battle."
Murong Fu smiled bitterly, his tone full of helplessness.
After hearing this, Duan Yu gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind: "Okay, Mr. Murong, let's get started!"
Murong Fu picked up a jar of burning knives, which weighed thirty kilograms. He knocked off the mud on the jar and poured the wine into the row of large bowls in front of the two of them. He poured three bowls full.
At this time, the entire jar was almost one-third empty.
Murong Fu waved his hand: "Brother Duan, please!"
Although he had made up his mind, the pungent smell of wine still made Duan Yu frown when he picked up the bowl. Although he had also drank before, all he drank was rice wine, rice wine, and fruit wine.
It is extremely mild in nature, and even an ordinary woman can drink more than a dozen cups of it. Now, facing the bowl full of soju in front of her, even before it reaches her mouth, she feels a sense of fear in her heart.
This is the crash training method tailored by Murong Fu for Duan Yu. The reason why Duan Yu's Six Meridians Divine Sword worked sometimes and sometimes not was because he couldn't overcome the hurdle in his heart and felt that martial arts was harmful and violated.
Because of the education and ideas I have always received, I subconsciously resist and can only break out when the lives of people around me are in danger.
When the time comes, he will confront Jiumozhi head-on, with Sanben and Duan Yu assisting him from the side - it's not that Murong Fu has a sacrificial spirit, he is really afraid that Sanben won't be able to withstand the front, and if someone on his side is captured again, he will still fight.
Duan Yu's paper strength is the strongest among them, whether it is internal strength or martial arts configuration, but his actual combat experience is really terrible, and he really doesn't dare to let him be in the current platoon, so Murong Fu only
He can hold his nose and use it as a human shield. According to Murong Fu's estimation, even if it is a one-on-one confrontation, it should be easy for him not to lose for a hundred rounds. With a group of people waiting to cooperate from the side, he should be able to win without casualties.
defeat the opponent.
Now that Murong Fu had enlightened him and fundamentally removed the opponent's psychological barriers, all that was left was to help him master a few of the six meridians. Murong Fu's idea was to let him become proficient in Shao Ze and Shao Ze.
The two-way swordsmanship, that is, the little fingers of both hands, because these two swordsmanships focus on lightness and dexterity, they are a perfect match for this boy's Lingbo Weibu.
Seeing that Duan Yu didn't dare to drink, Murong Fu said excitedly: "A man is not afraid of death, how can he be afraid of a mere bowl of wine? Come on, do it!"
The small fire in my stomach just now turned into a raging fire that burned throughout my body. I felt that my whole body was turned into light fly ash under this fire, and the wine was like an evil dragon in my stomach.
After saying that, he picked up the bowl of wine in front of him and brought it to his mouth. After a few slurps, he drank up the whole bowl of strong liquor. Then he threw the bowl away and stared at Duan Yu without blinking.
Then he picked up the wine bowl and brought it to his mouth. He took a big swallow and suddenly felt a line of fire flowing down his throat into his stomach. He felt as if a fire was ignited in his abdominal cavity. He was indescribably nauseated and uncomfortable, and almost vomited it out.
, but in order not to be looked down upon by Murong Fu, he still endured the discomfort and drank the bowl of liquor, which weighed almost three kilograms, in several large gulps.
Duan Yu was stimulated by Murong Fu's move, and a surge of pride surged in his heart: "Okay, as Young Master Murong said!"
Before Duan Yu could take a breath, Murong Fu raised his hand, and another bowl full of strong liquor was brought to him. Duan Yu reached out to take it, drank it down without hesitation, and then followed the same pattern, following the previous path.
He kept pouring out the wine, one bowl after another. After several times, the jar of strong liquor was empty.
Duan Yu only felt that the bowl of wine in front of him was fragrant, sweet and refreshing. He knew it was the best, and felt it was a pity in his heart. However, for the sake of training, he had to drink the good bowl of daughter's red wine as plain water, and then circulated his true energy, following the
Fixed route to drain alcohol out of the body.
Murong Fu shouted: "Now, use the Six Meridians Divine Sword to force the wine out of the body!"
After consuming several jars of spirits in this way, Murong Fu took a jar of fine Nv'er Hong and poured another bowl for Duan Yu. This Nv'er's Red was better than Shao Knife's in terms of taste and aroma.
After all, the jar in Murong Fu's hands was a top-quality product that he spent a lot of money to buy. It would be a treasure in any restaurant. He sold it by the few and by the two, but Murong Fu poured it directly for Duan Yu.
It is not an exaggeration to say that Duan Yu drank the whole bowl in one gulp like he did just now, burning the harp and boiling the crane, and the cow chewing the peonies.
Duan Yuqiang reluctantly agreed, and then started to operate the Shaoze Sword among the Six Meridians Divine Sword. The wine immediately flowed out slowly from the little finger of his left hand along the meridians. After about a cup of tea, the bowl of strong wine was finally fully consumed.
After that, the boredom in Duan Yu's heart finally disappeared.
And when the time comes, the remaining people in Dali and the four major families will quickly capture Brother Zheluoxing under the leadership of their true nature and their true views. It should be no problem - yes, Murong Fu wants to let himself and Emperor Baoding,
Duan Yu and the other three will work together first, and then attack Jiumozhi after the fight is over. In this way, they will win no matter what!
Thinking of this, Murong Fu picked up another bowl full of Zhenjiang balsamic vinegar and brought it to Duan Yu: "Come, brother Duan, this is a specialty of Wu. It is of great benefit to the body and mind. Let's do it."
Duan Yu had no choice but to drink the large bowl of vinegar with his teeth aching.
Then, Duan Yu drank all kinds of salt water, sugar water, fruit wine, and any imaginable sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty things, but the most important thing was wine. Then he drained it out of the body with the six pulses. He practiced repeatedly, and became familiar with Shao Ze thoroughly.
The trajectory of the Lu Sword Technique is a method that a certain student summed up countless times before the exam and never failed.
Before I knew it, three days had passed and hundreds of pots and jars were all empty.