Spring and Autumn Confucian Heroes

Chapter 178 Reception
Time passed slowly, and the relationship between Huan Chang and the rest of the people became closer.

It's just that during this period of time, the person who killed the fifth master ancestor of Mingjian Villa never appeared again.

Famous Sword Villa also takes good care of these young heroes who live in the villa, almost responding to every request.

The eagerness of the attitude is simply unbelievable.

The rest of the people knew Qingdeng's identity, although they knew that Fozong was far away in the Western Regions, they would not have much contact with Qingdeng in the future.

However, there are still many people who visit Qingdeng every day.

For these people, Qing Deng naturally would not refuse anyone who came, laughing and mingling with them.

At the same time, apart from the necessary entertainment, Huan Chang became more diligent in his cultivation.

He could feel that his cultivation was not far from the next stage.

"May [-]th is getting closer and closer."

Huan Chang sat cross-legged on the bed, feeling the true energy in his body, thinking to himself.

"Master, is it true that he will not come to Mingjian Villa until May [-]th? And the person who killed the fifth master of Mingjian Villa, is he really a master?"

Huan Chang frowned, and walked back and forth in the house with his shoes on.

"Boom boom boom!"

When there was a knock on the door, Huan Chang quickly calmed down and opened the wooden door.

"Ah Chang, look what this is!"

Qing Deng shook the bottle in his hand, with a wretched smile on his face.

Huan often wondered if he was surprised, and asked curiously, "What is it?"

"Crench!"

Qing Deng flashed into the room, closed the door firmly, and then carefully opened the cork.

"This is my secret medicine powder. It is invisible and colorless when dissolved in water. If Achang can't get those guys drunk, I will give them medicine."

There was a red tide of excitement on Qing Deng's face.

Huan Chang was dumbfounded when he heard this, and felt that his three views were ruined.

He didn't expect that this guy who claimed to be a monk would be so unscrupulous in his actions.

Sensing Huan Chang's strange gaze, Qing Deng hastily explained: "Don't worry, Ah Chang, these are just ordinary medicines, they can only stun people, they won't kill people."

A few days ago, Huan Chang told Qing Deng all his thoughts.

That is, after getting acquainted with the people in the villa, invite some people to a reception, and then get them all drunk.

As long as one can take the opportunity to steal the white jade sword, there will be no way to form the Eight Diagrams Sword Formation at Mingjian Villa.

Although this strategy is somewhat feasible, it also has many problems.

One of them is how to get these people drunk.

Martial Artists have extraordinary drinking capacity.

Although Huan Chang is quite conceited, but Bu Jingyun and others have very high martial arts skills, and Huan Chang is not sure of getting them drunk.

After Qing Deng learned of Huan Chang's worries, she patted her chest and assured him that this matter was on him.

Huan Chang originally thought that Qingdeng, a monk, could drink too much, but he didn't expect that he was going to drink medicine, which made Huan Chang dumbfounded.

"The people who participated in the reception are all amazingly talented and beautiful people, with extraordinary spiritual sense."

"Brother puts medicine in the wine, isn't he afraid of being found out?"

Qing Deng said disdainfully: "My Buddhist sect is the best at making medicines, although most of the medicines are for strengthening muscles and bones, and treating injuries."

"But if you really want to refine other medicines, it's not impossible."

"I can guarantee that these drugs will not be discovered at all when they are put into alcohol."

Huan Chang took out some medicinal powder and poured it into the wine.

After observation, it was discovered that the drug melted when it came into contact with alcohol, and there was no abnormality in the alcohol at all.

In order to test the effect, Huan Chang even drank a small sip, and it was really colorless and tasteless.

But after half an hour, Huan Chang felt dizzy.

Fortunately, Qing Deng had an antidote, after Huan Chang took it, he felt much better.

"With this drug, it's really foolproof."

Three days later, a small-scale reception was held inside the Mingjian Villa, and it was very close to May [-]th.

Bu Jingyun, Zuo Qingcheng, Zhang Longxiang, Cheng Tianze, Ning Qingwu, and many young talents gathered together.

As the young master of Famous Sword Villa, Bu Jingyun didn't feel any worries about the upcoming battle.

It's just that the death of the fifth master of Mingjian Villa had some influence on Bu Jingyun.

When Huan Chang and Qing Deng came over, there were already many people gathered in the attic, and the acquaintances gathered around, chatting and laughing happily.

"Brother Qingdeng, Ah Chang!"

Those who were able to participate in the reception were all young talents, and when they saw the two people coming in, they stepped forward to say hello.

Cheng Tianze even walked over, put his arm around Huan Chang's shoulder and said, "A Chang, you are finally here."

Seeing the appearance of her elder brother, Ning Qingwu couldn't help shaking her head, her beautiful face was full of helplessness.

"Brother Cheng!"

Huan Chang broke away from Cheng Tianze's arm, and bowed to him with a fist.

Regardless of the other party's identity, Huan Chang has a good impression of Cheng Tianze, the Riyuetan senior brother.

Just thinking of what he had to do today, Huan Chang felt somewhat guilty.

"Brother Qingdeng, Brother Huan, please sit down!"

As a landlord, Bu Jingyun naturally stepped forward to invite them when he saw the two coming.

The two readily agreed, mingled with the crowd, and started chatting and drinking.

"boom!"

When Qing Deng was chatting with Huan Chang, Zhang Longxiang suddenly walked over and patted him on the shoulder hard.

No matter who Zhang Longxiang is, he was born with supernatural power, and after practicing the dragon and elephant magic skill, his strength is even more shocking.

Even if he didn't use all his strength, ordinary people couldn't bear such a slap.

However, a golden light flashed on Qing Deng's shoulders, except that the stool under his buttocks couldn't bear it and shattered directly, but he was completely unscathed.

"I said big bull, you don't have to be so enthusiastic."

Although Qing Deng was already familiar with Zhang Longxiang's strange way of greeting, he still said dissatisfied.

Zhang Longxiang scratched his head, and said with a chuckle: "The rest of the people are too boring, and they are not banned from filming. Only you have my appetite."

"There is a chance, let's compete hard."

Qing Deng pushed Zhang Longxiang away, pouted and said, "If we fight with you, it's better to go to the street and sell a few more knives."

Zhang Longxiang said disdainfully: "As for your deceitful broken knives, I can smash them into scrap iron with my bare hands!"

Zhang Longxiang's coming was just a small episode.

Everyone gathered together today, all of them were very excited, Bu Jingyun asked someone to bring a few carts of fine wine over.

As warriors, no matter what their origins are, there is a kind of heroism in their bones.

Although they can no longer tell the winner in the arena, they also want to drink their opponents down on the wine table.

In this way, everyone pushed the cups and changed the cups, and you came and I drank happily.

Especially Bu Jingyun, who was poured alcohol by many people, poured a glass of wine into his stomach, and felt top-heavy even after drinking a few jars of spirits.

"Dry!"

Huan Chang leaned in front of Zuo Qingcheng, looked at that face that was more alluring than a woman, and drank wine with his shoulders on his shoulders.

Huan Chang was also very curious about this disciple of the top sect in the Song Kingdom.

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(End of this chapter)