Chapter 357 Down to Earth!
Jianzhou.
Wulin League.
It belongs to the holy land of Jianzhou. Outsiders are only allowed to enter the outer courtyard, and the inner courtyard cannot be easily entered. At present, Alliance Leader Cao and the leaders of six first-class forces are accompanying him. As for the leader of Zhengyi Sword Sect, he was left behind to maintain order in the Tianyun Ancient Battlefield. After all, the incident happened in the area under your jurisdiction, and you have to deal with the aftermath.
"Sit!"
"Sit!"
"Sit!"
Alliance Leader Cao said politely and enthusiastically.
In the courtyard.
There was a wine table with very few dishes, only Jianzhou's signature dishes, and the rest were wine, wine, wine, all kinds of wine were placed there, including osmanthus wine, aged wine, fruit wine, and Jianzhou's special wine. As soon as Leader Cao sat down, he smiled and said, "The most basic and original characteristics of Jianzhou are still being maintained. I dare not say much about other things, but there will be enough wine!"
"Please!" The leader of Liushui Sword Sect also smiled and invited Chu Xun to sit down. After Chu Xun sat down, Leader Cao smiled and said, "According to the rules of Jianzhou, since it is rare for friends to get together, let's drink three bowls first and clink glasses!"
"Okay!"
Chu Xun did not refuse. He also liked fine wine. Although he drank less in Donglin Sect, he still had the basic wine quality and alcohol tolerance, and the wine in the short-term bowl was not ambiguous at all.
Gently sniffed.
The wine aroma was fragrant.
"Fragrant!"
The pure aroma of wine made people's throats eager to drink. The desire for wine reached its peak at this moment. After taking a sip of the wine aroma lingering between the teeth, Chu Xun's eyes brightened and he drank it all in one gulp. The spicy taste of the wine bloomed in his throat, and the warmth in his abdomen rose like a furnace. His face also turned slightly rosy, and he exclaimed: "Good wine!"
"More!"
Leader Cao's eyes were bright.
He poured wine in succession.
Three bowls in a row.
After swallowing.
The faces of the people at the table were slightly red. They had never used their cultivation to resist this kind of alcohol. This was the inheritance of Jianzhou. When we encountered something, we would drink a round. If one round didn't work, we would drink two rounds. There was nothing that wine couldn't solve. This was why so many sword cultivators in Jianzhou carried swords and hung wine on their waists.
"Try this sour and soft crispy meat!" Alliance Master Cao said enthusiastically.
Chu Xun was not polite.
He picked up a piece.
After entering the mouth.
It was sour and delicious.
With a slight sweetness.
"And this Dongpo pork!" Lady Xu from the Female Sword Sect also said with a smile. This is a kind of food she particularly likes. It is soft, fragrant, slightly sweet, but not greasy.
After a few dishes in a row, Alliance Leader Cao said enthusiastically: "After tasting the sweet-scented osmanthus wine of my Jianzhou, let's taste the aged wine of my Jianzhou!"
"Okay!"
Chu Xun was naturally not polite.
You raise your glass.
I'll drink.
This kind of boldness also made Alliance Leader Cao interested. He was good at drinking, and seeing Chu Xun so bold, he also felt bold and wanted to compete in drinking. After drinking one bowl after another, the relationship between the two quickly heated up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Alliance Leader Cao's slightly flushed face looked at Chu Xun more and more intimately, and couldn't help saying: "Speaking of it, my brother Chu and I are really in love, I just regret that we met too late!"
Lady Xu.
The leader of the Liushui Sword Sect.
They also had smiles on their faces, knowing that this time, Alliance Leader Cao really enjoyed himself. One bowl after another, several jars of fine wine had been consumed on their table in a short time. Alliance Leader Cao was in high spirits and also pulled Chu Xun to play a fist fight. This was the characteristic of the Wulin Alliance. This behavior was exactly the same as the street slickers. If the two were thrown into an ordinary tavern, who would dare to think that this was the famous leader of the Wulin Alliance.
But this kind of down-to-earth.
Instead, there was a very strange feeling.
Unlike the Huangtian Palace in Huangzhou, the Palace Master of Huangtian Palace always maintained his rationality even if he had a very close relationship with him. He would not let himself get drunk, let alone let himself play the game of rock-paper-scissors that ordinary people would do.
It was also different from Ruzhou. Whether it was the sloppy old man in the Zhisheng Dao Palace or the dean of the academy, they all adhered to their nature and were tainted with the arrogance of scholars.
It is different from Daozhou Daozi and Liuli Palace Saintess. Although they have never drunk together, they will never do so. On the contrary, the down-to-earth behavior of Wulin League is that if they like each other, they will be nice to you, but if they don’t like each other, they will not drink with you.
Three rounds of wine.
Five kinds of dishes.
Alliance leader Cao was also drunk, and he was even more glad that he didn’t fight in the Tianyun Ancient Battlefield. When he realized that the sword intent contained the fruit of the way of life, he was very glad for his choice. It is known that Chu Xun mastered the way of sword, the way of formation, and the possible Confucianism; but don’t forget... Where was Chu Xun born?
That was Huangzhou.
What was practiced there?
Not the way of sword.
Not the way of formation.
Not Confucianism.
Only cultivating pure laws and fruits, as well as various magical powers, Chu Xun, who was born and raised in Huangzhou, who dares to say that he doesn't know the magical powers of this state? If he knows, his strength will soar to a higher level. Is he really his opponent? It's a blessing that he didn't fight. But he blushed and said, "If Tianji Pavilion changes the list of saints, I'm curious about where you will rank me!"
"Change the ranking!"
Mrs. Xu.
The leader of the Shadow Sword Sect.
The leader of the Flowing Water Sword Sect.
Their slightly red cheeks were also confused, and they couldn't help thinking in their hearts that the way of formations was enough for him to rank in the top 30. Now that the way of swordsmanship has been exposed, it is also so powerful. His ranking... should be in the top 20, right?
Immediately.
An absurd idea.
was born in his mind!
It can't be!
It's not moving at all again!
……
At the same time.
Tianyun Ancient Battlefield.
The Jianzhou sword cultivators had depressed expressions on their faces. Earlier, when Liu Jian defeated Wang Shuo with one sword, they realized that this black-robed young man was much more powerful than they had imagined. As they continued to fight, Jianzhou geniuses emerged one by one, and they were good at different swordsmanship. Each of them was about to defeat Liu Jian, but each of them was just a little short.
"Strange!"
They muttered, even the Great Saint Realm who were watching were whispering. They clearly judged that Liu Jian's limit was there, but he broke through again and again, and every time he was about to lose, he gained something. They whispered: "According to the current situation, his strength may be able to break into the Nine Continents Genius List!"
In fact.
How could they know that Liu Jian practiced swordsmanship hard in Donglin Sect and inherited the swordsmanship. He had a very high achievement and attainment in swordsmanship, but he suffered from no one practicing swordsmanship. There were very few people in Huangzhou who could fight with him, and most of them did not know swordsmanship. Instead, Jianzhou made him feel like a fish in water.
The sword techniques that these geniuses from all walks of life in Jianzhou were proficient in were different, which brought him great inspiration and allowed all his accumulation in sword techniques to be transformed into strength. The superior advantages of his natural sword body were also fully revealed at this moment, and he invisibly absorbed wisps of sword intent to nourish his body.