Chapter 912: The fourth floor of the ancient cellar
As for Qingyang, he has been influenced by Master Songhe since he was a child. Although he drank ordinary wine at that time, he has already developed his drinking capacity. After cultivating as an immortal, he has been exposed to various spiritual wines and can withstand the smell of alcohol.
His ability is much greater than that of ordinary monks, so his performance is even better than that of some golden elixir monks, without even using monk methods.
However, his situation was not much better. The strong smell of alcohol around him kept irritating him, and his whole body felt like he was soaking in a wine vat. It didn't take long for his face to turn red, and fine spurts continued to appear on his body.
Beads of sweat soaked the clothes in the blink of an eye.
There are only three foundation-building monks among hundreds of monks. Even if they are low-key, they will attract the attention of others. Seeing that their performance is better than some golden elixir monks, many people are surprised, but I think
I was relieved when I thought about it. The three of them dared to come to the wine tasting party and won the first round. They must be really capable. Such behavior is normal.
After adapting to the third floor of the ancient cellar, hundreds of monks did not stop here and continued to walk towards the next floor. This time the monks were not as relaxed as before. As soon as they stepped onto the entrance steps, a group of monks rushed towards them.
There was a strong smell of alcohol, a bit stronger than on the third floor. Several monks were caught off guard and were knocked back several steps and almost fell to the ground.
After finally stabilizing the team, many people's expressions changed again and again. Unexpectedly, the smell of alcohol at the entrance to the fourth floor was so strong. It might not be easy to get down to the fourth floor safely, so many monks quietly
They resorted to pressing the bottom of the box to resist the erosion of alcohol.
At this time, the monk's background can be seen. Although the six descendants of the Nascent Soul monk no longer have the calmness before, and their faces are gradually forced to flush by the alcohol, their performance is among the hundreds of monks.
They are considered the best. After all, they have high cultivation and have Nascent Soul monks as their backers. Their strength and methods are not comparable to those of ordinary monks.
Then there were several late-stage Golden Elixir monks. The monks participating in the wine tasting party had various cultivation levels, and there were also many late-stage Golden Elixir monks. These people had advanced cultivation and rich experience, and the smell of wine on the fourth floor of the ancient cellar was very harmful to them.
The impact is not big, their performance is no worse than that of the six descendants of Nascent Soul cultivators, but they just don't want to steal their limelight, so these talents deliberately lag behind.
Followed by a large group of middle-stage Golden Core monks, mixed with a small number of late-stage Golden Core monks and early-stage Golden Core monks. This team is the largest, accounting for half of the total number of people. Their performance is slightly worse than the previous two groups.
But overall it's pretty easy.
The last ones were all the early stage Golden Core cultivators, and Qingyang and his three Foundation Establishment cultivators were also among them. The whole team was much behind the previous two groups, and it took a long time. They desperately wanted to catch up with the others.
But because of his strength, he was pulled further and further away.
Almost every step down, the smell of alcohol around them becomes thicker. Every step forward, they have to bear huge pressure. Every breath they hold on feels like a year has passed. At this time, in their eyes
, this nearly 100-foot step is as difficult to climb as a mountain.
Many people's eyes are blurred and their steps are staggering, as if they are drunk. Sometimes they want to move forward, but their steps turn backwards for some reason. Their eyes, ears and other seven orifices have long since ceased to function. They rely entirely on their
He was observing the surroundings with his mind, but his mind was affected by the smell of alcohol, and his perception was greatly reduced, as if he was out of his control.
But no matter how difficult it is, we have to move forward. Zhenjun Yueyue has said before that the fourth floor of the ancient cellar is the limit for foundation-building monks. If you can't even reach the fourth floor, doesn't it mean that you are very incompetent? Especially the gold in it.
Brother Dan, how could they accept that they are not as good as the Foundation Establishment monks?
I don’t know how long it took for this group of people to walk up the steps and appear in the main hall on the fourth floor of the ancient cellar. The previous groups of people had been waiting for a long time. Looking at the belated monks, Master Lone Star said:
"My master said that these four levels are the limit for many monks. If you can't bear the smell of alcohol here, you can turn around and go back. It's just a wine tasting party. There is no need to work so hard, and no one will laugh. If
It would be troublesome to get drunk here."
Many early-stage Golden Elixir monks have already reached the limit of endurance. They tried all kinds of methods and could only barely keep from falling. However, they could not suppress their deep-seated drunkenness. If they continued like this, they would probably become drunk.
Master Lone Star's words gave them a step up, so a dozen early-stage Jindan monks looked at Master Lone Star gratefully, turned around and walked up.
Although Master Yao Yue said that the limit of a Golden elixir cultivator is the sixth level, monks are also different from each other. Some monks are born with a weak ability to withstand the smell of alcohol, so there is no point in trying to be strong.
Perhaps because of the alcohol, Shi Ruyu's face turned slightly red, making him look a little more crazy. When the dozen or so Jindan monks left, he looked at the other descendants of Nascent Soul provocatively and said
: "This is only the fourth floor, and it is still far away from the limit of the golden elixir monk. If possible, I even plan to go to the seventh floor to have a look. Can you still persist?"
Drinking makes people bold. In normal times, for the sake of Master Shi Fu, Master Gu and Master Han would have given in to Shi Ruyu. At this time, they were aroused by the smell of wine and became much bolder, saying: "Senior Brother Shi is
Golden elixir monks, aren't we? What's so great about the seventh floor? Why don't we just compete and see who can finally enter the seventh floor of the ancient cellar."
Master Qingsong also said: "You are not a hero if you are below the seventh level. I agree with this proposal."
"Then we've settled." Master Lone Star showed no sign of weakness.
Master Ziyun was the only woman among the six and the one with the lowest cultivation level. Shi Ruyu pretended to be considerate and said: "This is a matter between us male cultivators. Junior Sister Ziyun does not need to participate."
Ziyun Zhenren was already very beautiful, but when she was aroused by the alcohol, her cheeks became a little brighter, and her eyes became more charming, which made people salivate, and many people did not dare to have any extravagant hopes for her.
Monks can't help but have some thoughts that they shouldn't have.
Although Master Ziyun is a woman, she still has a temperament that refuses to admit defeat. Now aroused by the alcohol, she regarded Shi Ruyu's thoughtfulness as looking down upon and said: "Senior Brother Shi, are you looking down on me? Why can't I participate? Go ahead.
If I can’t go to the seventh floor, can’t I go to the sixth floor and have a look?”
Shi Ruyu's hot face pressed against her cold butt, and she suddenly felt bored. She could only say: "In that case, don't waste time. Let's go to the fifth floor together to have a look."