Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1678: Duobao pours wine and plots against each other
  Duobao diligently led Zhang Yan to the cave.

"Sit down! How about I have a drink with my junior brother?" Duobao didn't enlighten the boy, so he went to the back hall to get the wine himself.

Although his identity as the eldest disciple of the sage seems to be glamorous, who knows the suffering involved?

Master delegated power in a cool and unrestrained way, leaving him struggling to support himself in this mess.

Jie Jiao is known as the coming tide of ten thousand immortals, which sounds very majestic.

But there are so many mouths waiting for food! Even if he is a treasure-hunting rat, he still spends every day in a state of anxiety.

Fortunately, most of the Jiejiao cultivators are demon cultivators, and their lives are rough. Otherwise, if everyone had to draw more children, it would be a huge expense.

In order to live a few more days, Duobao decisively chose to lead by example.

Not to mention the lack of face, ordinary people can't get in front of him.

Most of the people who can come in front of him are of some importance. Taking action in front of such people will show more sincerity.

No matter how chaotic and tiring it was, it was still home. Although Duobao was a little tired, he never complained.

It's just that Duobao's desperate calculations and desperate efforts were just enough for these junior brothers and sisters to practice.

How can this senior disciple be so miserable?
  "Thank you, senior brother!" Zhang Yan took the jar of wine from Duobao's hand with a smile, and understood his intention after a moment's thought.

But I just wanted to take advantage of it while I was drunk and dizzy.

Zhang Yan shook his head and snickered in his heart, Duobao had made the wrong calculation this time.

The body of the Chaos God and Demon is not only a top-notch physique in cultivation, it is immune to a hundred poisons and not drunk even after a thousand cups.

"Come, drink!" Duobao greeted enthusiastically, "If you have anything to do, we can talk about it after we have had a drink and a meal!"

"Senior brother, you have good intentions, but you are disrespectful!" This was the first time Zhang Yan drank since he came to Honghuang.

I smelled it first, and the aroma of wine hit my nostrils.

When I drank it, I realized that its taste was completely unworthy of such a pure fragrance. Right! Human beings who pay attention to the quality of life in this era have not yet developed alcohol purification!
  How can I think about the immortals who only cultivate in my heart?

Zhang Yan poured large gulps into his mouth while looking at Duobao's cave.

It's almost all gold, but it's well matched and looks luxurious without being vulgar.

From this, we can see that Senior Brother Duobao also has very good taste.

"Junior brother? We..." Duobao saw that Zhang Yan was a little dazed, thinking that he was already drunk, and he was overjoyed and was about to speak.

Zhang Yan came to his senses and stared at him with burning eyes, looking very energetic.

Duobao: "..."

"Come, drink, drink! Open up and drink!" Duobao silently took out a few more jars of wine from his sleeves, looking very passionate.

It seemed that Zhang Yan would not give up until he got drunk.

After all, he is a disciple of a saint, and his cultivation is excellent.

Although Duobao is tactful, he is not a worldly person, and Zhang Yan doesn't have any bad feelings towards him.

Seeing this, he only had some cunning thoughts and planned to get Duobao drunk.

Treasure rat? There must be something good, and the treasure at the bottom of the box will coax him to take it out.

After all, he was the one who plotted against himself first, and Zhang Yan didn't feel guilty at all.

Duobao and Zhang Yan drank one jar after another. Zhang Yan became more and more awake as he drank. Are you drinking juice? Drinking too much makes you feel tired.

The more Duobao drinks, the more dizzy he becomes, and the more he drinks, the more confused he becomes.

This is a specially brewed spiritual wine, and it cannot be forced out with magic. Even if Daluo Jinxian comes and drinks so much, it should have some effect, right? !
  How come he couldn't use it when he came to Zhang Yan? How many magic weapons did he earn from this?
  (End of this chapter)