Martial arts: Qixia Town opens a tavern, corpse picker Fei Xuan

"Of course it is possible!" Wang Meng laughed.

"Okay, give me the soul-killing wine quickly, I haven't drunk wine yet!" Zhang Wuji was overjoyed.

Zhang Sanfeng and Yin Liting looked doting, but they didn't stop Zhang Wuji.

Since Zhang Cuishan and his wife died, it was the first time they saw Zhang Wuji's smile.

The cold poison is gone, for them, as long as Zhang Wuji doesn't act mischievously, they can do whatever they want, and they don't care about it.

"not good!"

The people from the five sects couldn't sit still.

"Zhang Wuji is challenging the soul-breaking wine at this time, isn't he trying to kill us!"

They didn't forget Zhang Wuji's hateful eyes when he looked at them at the gate of Zuixianju.

But they were also in a hurry, and they hadn't heard of anyone who dared to stop others from challenging the soul-breaking wine.

First cup!

The second cup!

The third cup!

Zhang Wuji's soul-breaking wine didn't have the magical vision like Zhang Sanfeng's, it was very ordinary, but he also managed to hold on to the third cup of soul-breaking wine, and started to walk out.

"Wuji hold on, Uncle Six believes you can do it!" Yin Liting clenched his fists, more nervous than he challenged himself.

"Boy Zhang Wuji, you are also the grandson of my Mingjiao Eagle King. You are half of my Mingjiao. Don't lose face of Mingjiao."

The Blue Wing Bat King yelled, arousing hatred from Miejue Shitai and the others.

"Master, he is going to succeed, it's amazing!"

A childish voice sounded from Miejue Shitai's side. A thirteen or fourteen-year-old child looked at Zhang Wuji's wobbly back with admiration.

"Don't talk!" Miejue Shitai scolded this young disciple he had just recruited on the way to Qixia Town.

Zhang Wuji is about to succeed, if there is anything to be happy about, it is better to fail.

Unfortunately, everything failed to fulfill the wish of extinction.

Amidst the staggering, Zhang Wuji stepped out of the threshold of Zuixianju step by step.

Yin Liting's figure flashed, and he hugged Zhang Wuji who had fainted back.

"Fuck, I succeeded, even a child can succeed, I'm such a waste!"

"Who can tell me why a child can be successful, but I, a natural master, can drink just one cup."

"Xiantian is a fart, my master's cultivation is not enough to just pour it out of a cup."

"What are you guys, master Murong Fu, you haven't survived even one cup."

"Indeed, Mr. Murong is the best!"

.....

Zhang Wuji's success made Zuixianju full of enthusiasm.

Murong Fu, who poured down a cup with the cultivation level of a great master, was pulled out again and whipped the corpse.

"These idiots, it's none of your business if I take a drink."

Murong Fu's face was livid, and he almost couldn't help running away.

He was fed up with being ridiculed once in a while.

But he also wanted to portray a heroic image who is close to the people, so he had to laugh along with him.

"Master, I also want to challenge Duanhunjiu, can I?"

After Yin Liting settled Zhang Wuji, he came to ask Zhang Sanfeng for advice.

Naturally, he also wanted to ask Zuixianju for help.

"Go!" Zhang Sanfeng knew what Yin Liting was thinking, so he didn't stop him. Instead, he handed Yin Liting a martial arts secret book brought from Wudang Mountain.

But whether he can successfully challenge Duanhunjiu depends on Yin Liting's fortune.

Not long after, Yin Liting successfully challenged Duanhunjiu again.

All of a sudden, Zuixianju was in an uproar.

"Too good!"

"As expected of a master of the Wudang sect, those of us who are small sects can't compare with him."

"Three people came, and all three of them succeeded in the challenge. This must be another good talk in the world!"

……

Everyone was amazed.

Before Huashan sent three people, two of them successfully challenged Duanhunjiu, but it made Huashan send a big show.

But now the people from the Wudang faction are even more against the sky, three of them came, and all three successfully challenged.

Some people thought it might be because the Duanhunjiu was different today, so they rushed to challenge, but the whole army was wiped out again.

"` "What a place!"

While taking care of Zhang Wuji and Yin Liting, Zhang Sanfeng tasted the special wine provided by Zuixianju.

There are all kinds of divine wine here to improve the skill, and each taste has its own merits. He even wants to live here forever. Anyway, he basically doesn't care about the current Wudang sect.

As for Zhang Wuji, if you want to practice martial arts, Zuixianju is undoubtedly the best place.

"Hmm...Master, my head hurts so much. Is it because of drinking?"

Seeing Zhang Wuji's painful appearance after waking up, Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile: "It's like this for the first time drinking, after you get used to it, it won't hurt."

After a while, Yin Liting also woke up, and the two stood in front of Zhang Sanfeng.

"Master, we are going to make a request to Zuixianju!"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded: "Go ahead, don't ask too much, they don't owe us anything."

The two turned around and walked towards Wang Meng.

Knowing that the two who successfully challenged had to make a request, everyone in Zuixianju looked over in unison.

Asking, this is the most exciting part of the soul-breaking wine challenge.

As soon as the news that three Wudang factions succeeded in the challenge came to Qixia Town, some Jiang Hu people who did not drink here came to watch.

The members of the five sects became even more worried, for fear that Zhang Wuji would ask to destroy them.

With Zuixianju's style, they didn't doubt that if Zhang Wuji really proposed it, Zuixianju would not dare to mess with them.

"I hope that in the future, there will be no more fights between people in the Jianghu for fighting for the dragon sword!"

Zhang Wuji expressed his wish seriously, not wanting anyone to die because of the dragon sword.

"This request is so difficult!"

"It's not that it's difficult, but it's impossible to do it at all. There are so many people in the world peeping at the dragon sword. Could it be that Zuixianju can change the greed of so many people?"

"Unless Zuixianju kills everyone who peeps at the Dragon Saber."

"You can't kill them all. Greedy people kill a batch and there will be another batch. This wish cannot be fulfilled at all."

......

There was an uproar in Zui Xianju.

Zhang Sanfeng also told Zhang Wuji not to go too far. Unexpectedly, Zhang Wuji not only went too far, but also made a request that could not be fulfilled at all.

"Don't you understand (Wang? Zhao)? The people who are fighting for the dragon sword most fiercely are those from the five sects. Zhang Wuji's parents, Zhang Wuxia and his wife were forced to death by the five sects because of the dragon sword. He is doing something different." I want to avenge my parents, and protect Xie Xun who holds the Dragon Saber."

At this time, someone suddenly said sullenly.

This surprised the people of the five sects.

Kill them all, wouldn't there be no one in the world to compete with the Golden Retriever Lion King for the dragon sword.

"Master Mitutoyo, you ordered this!"

"Zhang Wuji, you little bastard, I really regret not killing you back then."

"You are as vicious as your mother!"

"Xie Xun has done a lot of evil and killed many disciples of our five sects. You don't want Zuixianju to protect him."

The people of the five sects are so vicious that even the abbot of Shaolin can't sit still.

Miejue Shitai, who held Yitian Sword, stared at Zhang Wuji with a gloomy expression.

"I'm not!"

Zhang Wuji's expression changed drastically.

"Shut up!"

This is the face of Zhengdao?

Wang Meng snorted coldly, only he knew that Zhang Wuji wasn't trying to kill someone.

As expected of the person who was later called Buddha Xia, this guy is really merciful.

His parents also died with the dragon sword, but he didn't ask Zui Xianju to help him avenge him, but wanted to get rid of the curse of the dragon sword.

"If you dare to threaten Zuixianju's customers with demands, don't blame Zuixianju for not giving you face."

The pressure like a tide was pressing towards the people of the five sects, scaring their faces into a big change.

"Treasurer Wang, Xie Xun kills people like hemp, and is also the king of the magic religion. Are you going to protect such a wicked person?"

As the leader of the alliance of the six sects, Shaolin abbot Kong Wen had no choice but to stand up and reason with Wang Meng.

"Evil person? Are you a good person?" Wang Meng looked at Kong Wen with a sneer.

"This is Shaolin abbot Kongwen divine monk. No one in the world knows that he is a generation of eminent monks. Even if he is not a good person, who is a good person?" Miejue Shitai said first.

Hearing this, Kong Wen held his head high.

"A good man, right? I have a kind of wine here, which is famous for its passion. If Kong Wen dares to drink it, I will admit that he is a good man!"

Wang Meng pointed to the wine glass that appeared in front of him at some unknown time, and decided to teach Kong Wen a lesson.

Chapter 93 The Five Great Sects Admit Counsel

Chapter 93 The Five Great Sects Admit Counsel

Hot blood!

This is the special supply wine that was unlocked when Zhang Sanfeng successfully challenged the soul-breaking wine, and Wang Meng has not had time to hang it out yet.

This is a very magical wine with incredible effects.

If a person with justice in his heart, a clear conscience and full of enthusiasm drinks it, it will double his skill like beating chicken blood.

The stronger the sense of justice in the heart, the more skill will be increased.

On the contrary, it is an insidious villain with a guilty conscience, and those who behave despicably drink it will spray out a cavity of blood and damage their skills.

The more despicable people are, the more skills they will lose.

Of course, this kind of effect won't last forever, regardless of whether it is a surge or suppression skill, it can only last for a month.

While describing the efficacy of the wine, Wang Meng hung up the brand of "Hot Blood".

When he finished speaking, Kong Wen's expression changed.

The faces of Miejue Shitai and the others also changed.

They all know about Kongwen, so they naturally know what kind of virtue this Shaolin abbot is.

"Come on, aren't you a good person, are you a generation of divine monks? Drinking it will double your power, why don't you dare." Wang Meng looked at Abbot Kongwen with a sneer.

Kong Wen's scalp was a little numb, and he scolded the ancestors of the Emei School in his heart: "You say that if you increase your skill, you will increase your skill. Who knows if you will tamper with wine?"

Kong Wen said bravely.