The heavens start from Quanzhen swordsmanship

"Brother Zheng, you are so courageous!"

Wu Ming was recovering from his injuries in the room. When he learned the next day that someone dared to compete with Jiang Long in drinking power, he was very impressed.

Others don't know how strong Jianglong's wine is, so how could he not know?

He even suspected that Jiang Long became a spirit because of drinking. There was always a limit to other people's drinking, but there was no limit to Jiang Long's drinking, as if there wasn't enough wine in the world for him to drink.

And now, there are still people who dare to compete with him on drinking power.

After Wuming recovered a little strength, he came to see Zhengdaotong.

When he saw Zhengdaotong for the first time, his eyes immediately lit up.

Zhengdaotong is about the same age as him, and at first glance he looks like a man with a high head and an upright mind.

He thought about it, if he wasn't a man, how could he be so frank about drinking with Jianglong.

When Zhengdaotong heard Wuming's compliment, his face immediately turned red.

I was drunk yesterday, so I slept until the sun was shining brightly today before I could even get up.

I drank another large bowl of hangover soup sent by the store, which made my current state a little better.

After hearing that Wuming had been found, he tidied up a little and came over.

At this time, Zhengdaotong was really embarrassed.

What a shame!
Never drink again.

"Hey, I didn't expect that Brother Jianglong's drinking capacity is really huge. I used to think that huge amount was just an exaggeration. I feel that using huge amount to describe Brother Jianglong is really not an exaggeration at all!"

Wuming burst out laughing after listening to Zhengdaotong's words.

As a result, he laughed so hard that he lost his breath and coughed a lot before giving up!
After a while, Wuming regained his composure. He waved his hand and faced the main passage: "Brother Zheng, did you notice that when Brother Jianglong was drinking at a table below, did anyone come up to him?"

Zhengdaotong thought about it and said hello to Brother Jianglong when he passed by just now. There was indeed no one around him.

"Looks like you've figured it out too!"

There was a smile on Wuming's face.

"Back then, when Brother Jianglong was drinking there, some people saw that he was so young and drank alone there, so they wanted to go over and accompany him!"

Zhengdaotong raised his brows. He thought of Jianglong's terrifying drinking power, and felt that the person accompanying him might have to be carried off.

"Then not long after, the man was drunk under the table. Some people saw that Jianglong was so good at drinking, and some people couldn't help but want to have a drink with him!"

There was a smile on Wuming's lips: "That company resulted in a lot of people in my Zhonghua Pavilion being drunk. If it weren't for the fact that my Zhonghua Pavilion still has some reputation, others who came in and saw the drunk guests might think I was there. Is Zhonghua Pavilion a black shop?"

At this point, Wuming looked at Zhengdaotong and continued: "Since that day, the name of Jianglong's 'Bacchus' has spread like wildfire. There are many heroes in the world. After they heard this, they all came to challenge Jianglong! "

"There is an endless stream of challengers, and Dragon Subduer also accepts all comers. He never takes a break and drinks every one that comes, until all the drinks stored in my Chinese Pavilion are drunk!"

"One after another fell down, and all the people who came to challenge the Dragon Subduer were drunk to the ground. There were also some people with advanced martial arts skills among them. They tried to use their inner energy to get rid of the alcohol, but the result was in vain!"

"You know what's the most exaggerated thing?"

Zhengdaotong was at a loss. When he heard Wuming's words, he felt they were exaggerated.

Can Jianglong drink be so powerful?

One round after another, can you drink up all the drinks in the Chinese Pavilion?
How much wine did the subdued dragon drink?

Zhengdaotong was extremely horrified.

He heard Wuming say that this was not the most exaggerated thing, and he immediately asked: "Did Brother Jianglong do anything else that was particularly exaggerated?"

Wuming said in a deep voice, and he stretched out a finger: "The most exaggerated thing is that he kept drinking without any pause in the middle. Whether it was to sleep or rest, or to go to the toilet, he would drink every time he came. The moon never sleeps!"

"From then on, no one came to Jianglong for a drink!"

After Zhengdaotong heard Wuming's words, he couldn't hold back the horror on his face.

"he……"

His words stopped in his mouth, not knowing whether he should say them out.

"You want to say if he is right?"

Zhengdaotong nodded repeatedly. He could not imagine how a normal person could do this?

Wuming smiled bitterly: "I don't think he is human either!"

However, when he thought of the friendship that Jianglong had accompanied him to Japan, and then to Fushan, and protected him all the way back, it was simply more human than human.

The topic the two of them were discussing was not here. They just felt that Jianglong drinking was too exaggerated.

"Zhengdaotong, you are a Shandong hero and the master of the Zhengdao Sect. I heard from the guy downstairs that you came here to find me!"

After Wuming told Zhengdaotong his name, the information about Zhengdaotong came to mind.

So, he asked out of curiosity.

When Zhengdaotong heard Wuming talking about the Zhengdao Sect, he smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Wuming, have you always been living in seclusion? The Zhengdao Sect was destroyed by the world a long time ago. From now on, there will be no Zhengdao Sect in the world. !”

"And my so-called hall master is more just for the entrustment of my brother, so I am willing to protect the Zhengdao Sect!"

"Now that the Zhengdaomen is gone, I am free!"

What Zhengdaotong said was very free and easy. For him, freedom is the most comfortable.

He left Zhengdaotong and was invited to join the Shenzhou Sect. That was because the Shenzhou Sect never had any restrictions on him.

When Wuming heard Zhengdaotong's words, his heart moved slightly.

The Zhengdaotong in front of me has left Zhengdaomen. Didn't he come to see him because he wanted to join the Zhonghua Pavilion?

Wuming thought, and he tentatively said: "The Great Master..."

"Hey, Brother Wuming, what you said is really embarrassing. How can I be called a hero in front of you?"

When Wuming heard what Zhengdaotong said, he immediately changed his title.

"Brother Zheng, you left Zhengdaomen, then you came to my place to find me?"

The meaning of the nameless words is very obvious.

Zhengdaotong can also hear it.

Zhengdaotong smiled and said: "I came here just to live in Zhonghua Pavilion for a while. I am tired of fighting in the world, so I just want to find a place to stay!"

When Zhengdaotong heard that Brother Quanzhen said that Wuming was from the Shenzhou Sect, he didn't dare to ask. He thought that Zhonghua Pavilion was indeed a more suitable place for seclusion, so he rushed over.

In addition, he really wanted to meet Wuming.

When Wuming saw Zhengdaotong, he directly expressed his intention to come without waiting for his invitation. He was surprised and very happy.

"Today I have the opportunity to meet Brother Zheng in my Chinese Pavilion. I should really have a good drink!"

Zhengdaotong's face turned pale when he heard Wuming drinking happily.

He said: "Have a drink, let's say goodbye!"

Wuming patted his head: "That's right, I haven't recovered from my injury yet. After I recover, let's have a good drink again!"

Zhengdaotong really wanted to tell him to stop drinking, but after thinking about it, he might still be unable to quit, so he agreed.

"Brother Wuming, stay here while I go down and take a look around!"

Wuming called the waiter and asked him to prepare a quiet backyard for Zhengdaotong.

In addition to its own normal guest inn, Zhonghua Pavilion has many quiet courtyards at the back.

The waiter took people to clean up the yard for Zhengdaotong, while Zhengdaotong went down the stairs to the second floor.

When he arrived at the lobby on the first floor, he glanced at Jianglong who was sitting in the corner tasting wine, hesitated for a moment and then walked over.

"Brother Zheng, you came just in time, want a drink?"

"Forget it!" Zhengdaotong shook his head and refused with a bitter smile.

"I just sobered up and I really can't drink!"

Not only could he not drink, but now his stomach was churning when he smelled the wine.

Fortunately, with his profound skills, he suppressed this feeling of discomfort.

"Have you met Brother Wuming?"

Seeing that Zhengdaotong didn't want to drink, Jianglong didn't invite him again, but started a new topic.

"His current condition is not very good. Some time ago, he went to hunt down an enemy. During the fight, he gained a new understanding of martial arts. The improvement in martial arts allowed him to unleash more powerful moves than usual!"

"The moves are very powerful, but it's a pity that he wasn't very skilled in using them, which caused damage to his body's meridians. He probably needs some training!"

Jianglong briefly told Zhengdaotong Wuming's current state.

The right path was clear, so he said that Wuming's condition didn't look very good.

It turned out to be injured.

"Actually, he should recover from his injuries before coming back, but he insisted on coming back, so I brought him back!"

As Jianglong said, he asked: "I saw that the waiter took people to clean up your house. Are you planning to stay in Zhonghua Pavilion?"

After drinking last night, he learned that Zhengdaotong had joined the Shenzhoumen.

He came to see Zhengdaotong and probably knew that Wuming had joined the Shenzhou Sect.

But now, Wuming doesn't know that Zhengdaotong has joined the Shenzhou Sect.

Well...interesting!
Subduing the dragon feels quite interesting.

"Yes, I am too tired from wandering around in the world. I am going to take a rest in Zhonghua Pavilion!"

Jianglong nodded. Zhonghua Pavilion looked like a mixed bag of fish and dragons, and it seemed more like a river and lake.

But people here are really at ease. If they live in seclusion, as long as no enemies come to kill them, they are really free.

After all, the name of Zhonghua Pavilion can stop many people.

Zhonghua Pavilion doesn’t accept everyone.

Zhonghua Pavilion will refuse to admit some evil ways and the like.

Only a hero from the evil sect can join the Chinese Pavilion!
Whether some people are good or bad, their true colors will emerge after getting along for a while.

Zhengdaotong and Jianglong chatted for a while, until the waiter came over and called him, saying that the yard was ready.

Jianglong waved his hand towards Zhengdaotong: "Go and see! When you recover, come to me for a drink!"

After hearing this, Zhengdaotong hurriedly left here.

The waiter seemed to understand Zhengdaotong's thoughts, and led Zhengdaotong away quickly.

"These two people!"

Jiang Long curled his lips and was quite speechless towards the two of them.

Time flies, and more than half a month has passed.

Zhengdaotong stayed in Zhonghua Pavilion and lived a very comfortable life.

In the past, at Zhengdaomen, there were always complicated affairs entangled in him, but now he can just practice swordsmanship every day.

"Shut up!"

A fast horse carrying smoke and dust stopped at the door of the Chinese Pavilion.

A man got off his horse and walked straight to the Dragon Subduing table sitting in the corner under everyone's puzzled gazes.

After the man arrived, he took out a letter and put it on Jianglong's table without saying anything.

After Jianglong saw the mark on the letter, his drinking hand paused slightly.

That mark is usually left behind only by the deity.

Is there something wrong with me that I need to write to him?
Jianglong took the envelope and opened it directly.

The man who delivered the letter turned around and left without saying a word after leaving the letter.

Some people in the hall looked thoughtful when they saw this.

Each of them had their own guesses about Jiang Long. They were very curious about the identity of this mysterious Jiang Long?
Some people speculated that they were from Wushuang City, Tianxiahui, or even Tianmen.

Everyone is making random guesses anyway. Now they see that Jianglong has received the letter, and they are wondering if Jianglong is leaving?
They were talking quietly, curious about Jiang Long's identity.

"interesting!"

While they were discussing, Jiang Long also finished reading the contents of the letter.

The letter was not written by me, but by Nie Feng, my land.

The content of the letter told him that the tyrants of the Tianxiahui were preparing to send people to snatch the heroic swords in Jian Chen's hands, and asked them to pay attention to some people of unknown origin!
"You actually paid attention to Jian Chen's head?"

Jianglong laughs just thinking about it.

Are there twelve evil spirits in Tianchi?

Jianglong thought that these people had bumped into Wuming. Wasn't that a food delivery?
The Sword Master dared not show their faces, Wuming compared with the Sword Master... Hehe!
Jianglong thought, collected the letter, and continued drinking.

As for telling Wuming?

If any strange people came over, he believed that Wuming would pay special attention even if there was no reminder from the letter!
Tell?

So why tell?

As for where Jian Chen is?

Jianglong thought about Jianchen who had returned, looking like an eggplant beaten by frost. Then he went to see his master Wuming with his sword, and then went to the valley where Wuming lived alone to practice swordsmanship.

When Jian Chen went to the Tianxia Meeting, he was probably severely beaten by Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun.

Jian Chen's swordsmanship was learned from Wuming's hands. It is the most exquisite swordsmanship in the world, surpassing countless martial arts in the world.

It can be said that as long as you understand more inexplicable sword skills, you can become a master in the world.

And Jianchen...

Jianglong can only say that people are really incomparable.

Jian Chen's understanding seemed to be a little off.

As for the evil nature in Jian Chen’s heart?
Instead, he felt that there should be less training.

The current Jian Chen, at least, does not have any evil nature.

Compared to Nie Feng's crazy blood, his evil nature is simply too simple!
Although Jianglong felt that Jianchen's talent was not good enough, in terms of life, Jianchen was still a relatively well-behaved person and respected Wuming very much.

"Forget it, you can tell Zhengdaotong the news. He has been idle for so long, just so he can relax!"

Jianglong didn't think that all the twelve evil spirits from Tianchi would come, so there would be no problem if Zhengdaotong fought a dozen of them.

So when he was passing by Zhengdaotong, he called Zhengdaotong.

When Zhengdaotong heard what Jianglong said, he felt that all the bones in his body were itchy.

"The Twelve Evils of Tianchi? How many of these rats are hiding in Tianxiahui?"

Zhengdaotong didn't have a good impression of Tianxiahui's actions. After hearing Jianglong say that Tianchi's killer was also hiding in Tianxiahui, he didn't even hate Xiongba in his heart.

I feel that Xiongba is sorry for his own reputation and can be used by all kinds of people.

"Don't worry! Just leave them to me!" (End of Chapter)