People are in Xianwu, there are small games

Chapter 50 Bitter Wine
"I want that detoxification pill."

Kuang Feihu spoke lightly, while Shi Hanshan remained silent.

Shi Hanshan just sipped the absinthe, and the big porcelain bowl blocked his face so that Kuang Feihu couldn't see Shi Hanshan's expression.

After a long time, Kuang Feihu suddenly let out a long laugh.

"Han Shan, today's poisonous plan of the Blood Fiend Camp is really vicious! Uncle, let me tell you the truth, my old uncle and I are really moved today."

A set of sixth-grade opportunities... who can't be tempted?

"However, the Blood Fiend Camp miscalculated one thing!"

Kuang Feihu's voice suddenly became louder.

Finally, he looked at Shi Hanshan, who was still drinking from his bowl, and his voice became softer again.

"Our Tiger Roaring Battalion has a sixth-grade real kung fu."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the courtyard suddenly relaxed.

Shi Hanshan put down the sea bowl, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he asked in surprise: "Uncle? Really?"

"True, it can't be truer! This is a secret that only the masters of each generation can know."

After finishing speaking, Kuang Feihu sneered.

"That blood fiend camp shot himself in the foot with a stone, but he didn't know that our Tiger Roaring Camp only needed the Qi and Blood Pill and the Elimination Pill, and not his sixth-grade true kung fu."

"And today, thanks to their great gift, our Tiger Roaring Camp can produce a sixth grade!"

Kuang Feihu looked back at Shi Hanshan and discussed.

"Han Shan...that's what I think."

"My uncle is getting old. He's 36 this year, and he's only a few years away from forty."

"If it's over forty, even if things are in front of me, I won't have a chance."

"I want to ask you to give me this opportunity. When I break through to the sixth level, I can maintain my peak for at least another 20 years."

"I promise, within 20 years, before you turn 40, I will try my best to give you a set of sixth-grade opportunities!"

He looked at him with sincere eyes.

"Do you trust the old man? Do you trust the elder brother?"

Shi Hanshan grinned: "I believe it! Of course I believe it! I believe everything you say, old man!"

After finishing speaking, he picked up the wine bowl: "Uncle, it's done! He Liupin!"

"Do it! He Liupin!"

The cow drinks and the whale swallows.

Suddenly, there was a low whimpering sound from Shihan Mountain Pass.

Like a wounded tiger.

The wine mixed with tears, trickled down the corner of his mouth, and wet his clothes.

When he put down the bowl, Shi Hanshan was already in tears.

For some reason, Kuang Feihu's expression also calmed down.

He looked at him, his eyes gradually getting colder.

Suddenly there was a suppressed roar coming from Shihan Pass.

"Uncle! Brother! I believe you! I believe you in everything!"

"But you can't fool me for a fool!"

"I ask you, why didn't you kill the messenger! Why didn't you kill him!"

"Isn't it because we don't have the sixth-grade real skills!?"

"woo woo woo woo!"

Huge sadness overflowed, and Kuang Feihu fell silent.

Until he spoke again, his eyes drifted and his voice turned cold: "Yeah, why didn't I kill him?"

"It's because we really don't have the sixth-grade real skills."

"You're right, our Tiger Roaring Camp doesn't have a sixth-grade real kung fu!"

So far, everything is a foregone conclusion!

The wine flowed down the jar and was poured into a bowl.

Kuang Feihu refilled it for himself, and then refilled it for Shi Hanshan.

He picked up the wine bowl and said loudly again: "Han Shan, make another bowl!"

As he spoke, he drank it all in one gulp.

Shi Hanshan also tremblingly picked up the wine bowl, poured the wine into his belly, and then listened to Kuang Feihu.

"Our Tiger Roaring Camp has a saying."

"Heavier than gold, brother!"

"But today, damn it, the leader of the Blood Fiend camp is too generous... His skills are really too big."

Maybe it was because of the smell of alcohol, Kuang Feihu's face was reddish and his eyes were a little dazed.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed it in front of him, as if by doing so, he could grasp the sixth-rank Tongtian Dao.

"He gave too much...too much, the gold is too much, it's dazzling, I can't even see what my brother looks like."

As he spoke, tears rolled down from Kuang Feihu's eyes.

"Crash..."

The wine jar was picked up by Shi Hanshan and refilled for the two of them.

Drink more and more.

Kuang Feihu said again.

"You call me uncle, I'm your elder brother."

"You have followed me since you were a child..."

"But today, there's nothing left."

"Han Shan, don't blame me, really don't blame me."

"A sixth-grade opportunity, I can't miss it, absolutely impossible!"

"What's more, with such a treasure in front of you, Hanshan, I can't trust you, I can't trust anyone else!"

"If you kill me and then sell our Tiger Roaring Camp, the sixth grade will be a matter of course... I don't believe anyone can resist such a temptation!"

Shi Hanshan poured wine again, but remained silent.

No one knows whether he can resist such a temptation... maybe even he himself doesn't know the answer to this question.

That is, people's hearts are unpredictable.

Seeing Shi Hanshan's silent expression, Kuang Feihu took a deep breath.

He picked up the sea bowl, drank it all, and then poured the wine, only to find that the jar of absinthe had been drank by the two of them.

Suddenly there was a sound.

It was Shi Hanshan's voice.

"Uncle?"

"Ah."

"I just discovered today that this absinthe is bitter."

He picked up the sea bowl, and slowly poured the last wine in the bowl on the ground, soaking it.

Then he looked up to the sky and roared!
"The last bowl of wine is for the dead to drink."

"Both you and me!!"

"Kuang!"

"Kuang!"

Two crisp sounds.

The two sea bowls shattered almost simultaneously!

Throw the cup for the number!

Suddenly, there was a continuous drizzle in the Daliang Mountains.

In the next second, there were shouts of killing!
Today, Tiger Roar Camp, Camp Roar!
……

Sixth Grade, Tianguan!
Take one step and you will be extraordinary.

At this moment, Lu Ming roared in his heart, fierce and fierce like a demon wolf, engulfing all of Lu Ming's energy, and launched a desperate charge to Tianguan!

Suddenly there was a drizzle in the sky.

I don’t know if this is an extraordinary scene caused by evil spirits, or if the weather in the mountains changes too fast.

The continuous rain washed Lu Ming's body, and it flowed into the ground with blood.

In the rain, Lu Ming's body trembled and his eyes were closed tightly, but suddenly he groaned, and his face suddenly turned pale.

It is Tianguan, and it is difficult to enter!
Three things are needed to break the sixth rank.

True Gong, Qi and Blood Pill, and Qudu Pill.

The real skill Lu Ming has is the three-phase magic power.

Lu Ming didn't need the detoxifying pill. Countless body washes had already cleared the poison out of Lu Ming's body. The effect was definitely better than the detoxifying pill.

The only Qi and Blood Pill that seems to be needed, Lu Ming actually doesn't need it either!
The Three-Phase Transformation Magic Art draws evil spirits into the body, quenches the body with evil spirits, and refines blood energy.

In an environment full of evil spirits, the Three-Phase Transformation Magic Art is fully functioning, and there is no need for additional energy and blood to assist in breaking through.

The power of this skill can be seen.

It stands to reason that Lu Ming is not lacking in the three conditions, and passing the test is just a matter of course and easy.

However, the problem is that the atmosphere of Fengshagang is too strong!

This matter means success or failure.

The good thing is that Lu Ming does not need Qi and Blood Pills to pass the pass.

But the downside is that the three-phase magic transformation technique has no time to digest the evil spirit, so that Lu Ming is trapped in the illusion, and he can't visualize the true intention of martial arts at all!

If you can't visualize the true intention of martial arts, your strength will not be able to transform your blood energy.

In this way, there is no hope of breaking through the sixth-grade Tianguan.

Dead end!

(End of this chapter)