Chapter 1361 The Abnormality of the Drunken Taoist
When Ye Xiaochuan heard his master agree with his words, he immediately raised his tail and looked at Yang Jiu with pride.
Yang Jiu was not convinced and said: "But the essence passed down by the ancestors of the past generations cannot be wrong." The drunk Taoist nodded, sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, and said: "It is actually difficult to distinguish between right and wrong.
Clearly, Nineteen, you have just reached Lingji not long ago, and you have not yet entered the first level of swordsmanship. Your senior brother has already entered the threshold of the second level of swordsmanship. In terms of understanding of swordsmanship, your senior brother has already entered the palace. Even if it is
In the entire Cangyunmen Elder Academy, there are only a few people who have understood the second level of swordsmanship, especially the Swift Wind Sword Intent. Your uncle Yu Zhenzi has been practicing with the Fengchi Sword for hundreds of years, and he is only at the second level.
So, on top of some sword skills, you'd better listen to you more
Senior brother’s opinion.”
Yang Jiu pouted, all his heroic spirit gone.
Fatty Liu came and personally escorted six jars of hundreds of years old wine to the gate of the courtyard. He happened to hear Master Zui inside teaching his disciples, and also mentioned his master Yu Zhenzi. He chuckled and said: "Uncle Zui said
It is extremely true that when it comes to the sword intention of the gale, the master has great respect for Junior Brother Ye. Two days ago, the Master watched the sword fight between Junior Brother Ye and Junior Sister Yang and others. After coming back, he told the disciple that he said that Jiang Shandai
Talented people come out, Master spent three hundred years
The second level of the Swift Wind Sword Intent was reached in a short period of time, but it took Junior Brother Ye only twenty years to reach it. This made him very sad. He asked the disciple to walk around more with Junior Brother Ye in the future, both of whom were practicing the Swift Wind Sword Intent.
, it would be a good idea to ask Junior Brother Ye about his cultivation experience."
Ye Xiaochuan did not expect that the fat man would actually deliver the wine koji so early in the morning, and happily welcomed him in.
Fatty Liu is quite a good person. Besides, if he accepts his good wine, he will not suffer any loss.
He smiled and said: "Asking for advice is out of the question. When we have time, we can study the law of blast together and make progress together."
Fatty Liu was overjoyed. It seemed that Ye Xiaochuan was really a sensible person.
As soon as he saw the six jars of wine koji, the drunk Taoist's eyes turned red, and he said: "Yu Zhenzi, that old man is really generous this time. This wine has a rich aroma. It must be at least eight hundred years old. It's still six jars. At least it can
Blended to make six hundred jars of burning knives."
Fatty Liu has been in the black market for so many years and has long since become a human spirit.
He smiled and said: "What did Uncle Zui say? Master said that since he is here to ask for advice, he can't be stingy. What's the point of just six jars of wine koji? Since Uncle Zui likes it, after these six jars are finished, Master Nephew will
Send sixty altars to Uncle Master."
The drunk Taoist smiled and said: "You fat man can live with just one mouth. One jar of these 800-year-old wine koji is hard to find in the world, and there are only 60 jars. Since you are serious, I won't be polite."
He was so rude. He opened a large wine jar that was half a person's height and asked Xiaozhu to take out a few wine bowls and wine. Lou immediately scooped up a small bowl and took a small sip with a smile on his face.
Showing an intoxicated look.
Ye Xiaochuan also reached out to scoop up the rice wine. He had never drunk distiller's yeast before. It was specially used to blend spirits. A jar of ordinary Erhong could be blended with a ladle of distiller's yeast to make an extremely strong Shaodaozi.
The drunkard master said that he could blend six hundred jars of burning knives, which was really not an exaggeration.
If you meet a profiteer who knows how to do business, it is possible to blend two thousand jars. Seeing Ye Xiaochuan reaching out to scoop up the wine koji, the drunk Taoist was furious and slapped him aside. After eight hundred years of fermentation, half a man
The big tall wine jar actually had less than a third of the koji left at the bottom. One sip was one less sip. I didn’t see him but just took a small sip.
?
Your kid still wants to drink?
Not to mention there are no doors, not even windows!
He quickly asked Xiaozhu to move the six jars of wine koji into his room. He couldn't even store it in the wine cellar, lest a greedy little drunkard drink it secretly.
Not having tasted the thousand-year-old wine, Ye Xiaochuan was a little depressed and muttered that Master was eating alone and that this wine song was given to him by Senior Brother Liu...
As a result, he was slapped again by the drunk Taoist and lost his temper.
The mouth of the drinker is soft, and the hand of the person is soft.
Today the drunk Taoist is in a rare mood and plans to train the underachievers.
While sipping the koji, he explained the secret of the sword.
The people living around were masters. In the north courtyard, as soon as Gu Paner got up, she heard a drunk Taoist talking about swordsmanship in the courtyard next door. She curled her lips and was about to go back to the house, but she saw Master Jingxuan walking out of the room.
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Master Jingxuan said: "What are you going to do?"
Gu Pan'er yawned and said, "Master, it's still early, let's go back and take a nap."
Master Jingxuan said angrily: "You are stupid, but you are really stupid. Your uncle Qingfeng rarely teaches swordsmanship. You don't listen carefully and you go back to sleep?"
Gu Pan'er said in surprise: "Master, Uncle Zui can also use a sword? Over the years, his Qingfeng Sword has been pawned countless times for drinking money, but I have never seen Uncle Zui perform his sword skills." Master Jingxuan hates Tie so much.
Bu Chenggang said: "I have taught you all these years as a teacher in vain. Your uncle Qingfeng reached the state of having no sword in his hand but a sword in his heart three hundred years ago. In terms of understanding the way of the sword, being a teacher is far inferior.
He, please hurry up and listen to him. It will be of great benefit to your future practice.
."
As soon as Gu Pan'er heard this, her expression changed immediately. At this moment, Hu Daoxin was seen in the room next to him, carrying a small horse and rushing out, and in the blink of an eye he rushed to the yard next door.
When Gu Pan'er saw it, his sleepiness immediately disappeared and he shouted: "Junior sister, wait for me!"
Not only Master Jingxuan was too surprised that Taoist Zui was teaching swordsmanship to his disciples early this morning, but Taoist Chi Yan in the south courtyard was also extremely surprised.
Seeing Zhao Wuji foolishly greeting him to go to dinner, Taoist Chi Yan kicked this silly disciple several times.
Zui Taoist rarely takes action. In the past few hundred years, he has only carried wine gourds in his hands. The younger generation of disciples do not understand his power. How could these elders of the older generation not know how powerful Zui Taoist is?
It has been almost 300 years since Zui Dao, a human being, a human being, a celestial being, and a human being, reached the second level of swordsmanship. His combat prowess is unimaginable. He was still among the top ten in Duantianya Doufu back then. Being able to listen to him teach some swordsmanship is a good idea for these young disciples.
It will definitely benefit you for life. If it were not for their status, Master Jingxuan and Taoist Chi Yan would have moved a small place to listen, but it would be the same for eavesdropping in their own yard, so at the moment the young disciples are in the yard next door.
, Taoist Chiyan and Master Jingxuan were sitting carelessly in their own yard, slowly drinking morning tea, but looking at their perked ears, you could tell that their thoughts were not on morning tea.
