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

"The Murong family is finished!"

"There are so many people coming to Shaolin, it is impossible that none of them can successfully challenge!"

"Murong Bo's abacus seems to be failing!"

……

Those who thought that Murong Bo, who did bad deeds before, would escape punishment, now all looked excitedly at the Shaolin disciples who came in.

There are almost 50 disciples from Shaolin!

In addition to the legendary eighteen bronze men, there is also a group of young monks.

Of course, the eighteen bronze figures are the most eye-catching.

Eighteen monks covered in gold, with copper skin and iron bones, each exuded a terrifying aura.

Even Wang Meng couldn't help but look at the Eighteenth Bronze Man a few more times.

Xiao Feng and his son's spirits were greatly lifted.

Soon, a group of Shaolin disciples started queuing up to challenge the Duanhunjiu, and the first to challenge was the Eighteen Bronze Men.

What is surprising is that the eighteen bronze men were "killed" one after another, and none of them succeeded.

Among them, the most powerful one only lasted until the third cup of soul-breaking wine and collapsed.

"Soul-breaking wine is not so easy to challenge, it doesn't matter if there are too many people!"

"Without great luck, how can you succeed."

After a while, among the disciples from Shaolin, there was only a lonely young monk who hadn't challenged yet.

Seeing this scene, Murong Fu couldn't help becoming mad again.

On the contrary, Xuan Ci, Xiao Feng and others all had ugly faces.

So many people have paid a lot of stunts as a price, but none of them can succeed. Could it be that Murong Fu and his son should die.

"This villain looks so successful, I really want to slap him!"

Ren Woxing spoke out everyone's thoughts at once, and even Yue Buqun nodded when he heard this.

Murong Fu didn't care about these things, and continued: "Is there no one left in Shaolin? Why did you bring all these crooked melons and cracked dates?"

"Look at his appearance, I'm afraid he has some intellectual problems."

"If such a person can successfully challenge, how can you embarrass the heroes of the world!"

The remaining young monks in Shaolin are naive and look mentally retarded.

And he looks a little ugly.

Thick eyebrows, big eyes, upturned nostrils, a pair of ears that are much larger than ordinary ears, and lips that look thicker than fingers.

"Abbot, I'm afraid, can I not drink this soul-killing wine?"

Hearing Murong Fu's words, the little monk was even more at a loss, turning his head to look at Xuanci and the others in fear.

"Ha ha……"

Hearing this, Murong Fugeng 07 couldn't help laughing.

"Xu Zhu don't be afraid, Shaolin depends on you!"

Xuanci said in a deep voice.

This is the last disciple of Shaolin.

Even Xu Zhu can't do it, these eminent monks of the Xuan family have no choice but to break the precept and challenge the soul-breaking wine in person.

"Ok!"

Hearing Xuan Ci's words, Xu Zhu's expression suddenly became resolute, he picked up the first cup of soul-breaking wine and drank it!

A glass!

Two cups!

Three cups!

After three cups of soul breaking wine, not only did Xu Zhu not collapse like those Shaolin disciples in the past, but he started to stagger towards the gate of Zuixianju!

One step, two steps, in the end he didn't fall down even after both feet had stepped out of the drunk fairy house.

He took three or four more steps forward in a daze, before he fell to the ground all of a sudden.

This little monk named Xu Zhu successfully challenged the soul-breaking wine? ? ?

The ugly monk who was described by Murong Fu as being so shattered has accomplished a feat that even eighteen bronze medalists have failed to accomplish?

The entire Zuixianju fell silent for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, there were thunderous cheers.

"Damn it, it worked!"

"The little monk is doing well!"

"Murong Fu can't stop laughing!"

"Murong Fu, does your face hurt a little?"

"I let you run rampant here, now comes the retribution!"

……

Thanks to Murong Fu's arrogance before, after Xu Zhu successfully challenged, everyone seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and felt extremely happy.

Especially when they saw Murong Fu's eyes almost popping out, everyone felt better.

"How is it possible, how can this little monk succeed in challenging?"

Murong Fu felt as if struck by lightning, he was extremely confused.

This monk named Xu Zhu looks so ugly, his intelligence seems to be questionable, he doesn't look like someone with great luck.

"Good boy, Shaolin will never treat you badly in the future!"

Xuannan and other masters of Xuanzi generation felt bad breath, they didn't care that Xu Zhu was still in a coma, they made a big promise to him.

Everyone thought it was over.

Unexpectedly, the eminent monks of Shaolin Xuan's generation gathered for a discussion, and these eminent monks of Xuan's generation also started to challenge.

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But as before, all died.

Next, everyone is waiting for Murong Bo, Xu Zhu and others to wake up.

The grievances between Xiao Feng and his son, Shaolin and Murong's family are all waiting for these people to wake up.

"Xuanci has a human face and a beast's heart, who would have thought that the abbot of Shaolin is an obscene monk!"

"The worst thing is Murong Bo, who has been secretly stirring up wind and rain in the Jianghu for his own selfishness!"

"To Daxia Xiao, today is a double blessing, finally meeting his biological father."

"I feel that Xiao Feng and his son can't kill Xuanci to take revenge. According to the Shaolin precepts, the abbot commits the precept of killing and sexual intercourse and gave birth to a son. He will probably be killed with a stick!"

"I wonder who stole Xuanci and Ye Erniang's children!"

"The child is probably dead!"

"Xuan Ci finally challenged Duan Hun Jiu. I guess he just wanted to ask Zui Xianju to help him find his child. Unfortunately, God didn't fulfill his wish. God opened his eyes once."

……

While waiting, everyone chatted.

What was discussed the most was the matter of Xuanci.

Most people thought that Xuanci was doomed, and if this kind of thing was exposed in front of the heroes of the Jianghu, Shaolin would not only dare not protect him, but would probably punish him severely.

With Shaolin stick punishment, Xuanci might be beaten to death.

"Everyone, take a look here. In order to repay new and old customers, Zuixianju has launched several new wines for everyone to taste!"

Wang Meng shouted.

Idle is also idle, he unlocked Jiumozhi and others after they successfully challenged before, and hung out the special supply wine that hadn't had time to hang out.

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of all the chatterers brightened.

Zuixianju has released new wine again, which is an exciting thing.

Qiao Feng didn't even care about talking to Xiao Yuanshan, he hurriedly looked at Wang Meng.

Zhang Sanfeng's body sat upright all of a sudden.

No matter who it is, they all responded immediately.

The first sign appeared in Wang Meng's hand, he doubled his hands, and when he hung the sign, everyone also saw the words on the sign.

innate!

"Shopkeeper, is this wine called Xiantian? What effect does it have!" Shi Feixuan couldn't help asking.

The name of this wine is actually the same as the name of the martial arts realm, very weird.

"Xiantian, as the name of this wine suggests, no matter anyone, as long as his cultivation has reached the first-class late stage, if he drinks this Xiantian wine, he will be able to open up the two veins of Ren Du and directly reach the Xiantian realm!"

This innate wine was unlocked when Jiumozhi succeeded in the challenge.

"Shenjiu, it took me half a year to get through Ren Du's second channel from the first-class late stage to becoming a congenital master!"

"Damn it, this congenital wine is awesome!"

"Wine is divine wine, but unfortunately I'm already in the innate realm, this wine is useless to me!"

……

The efficacy of congenital wine is moving.

But for many people, it is regrettably not available.

Wang Meng said: "At first glance, the person who said this is not a drunk lunatic!"

"The wine I drink in Zuixianju always puts the taste first, and the efficacy second."

"Although Xiantian wine is useless to the martial arts cultivation of many masters, his taste is unique."

As he said that, Wang Meng flipped his hand, and the second fastest sign appeared.

Grandmaster!

Many people's breathing suddenly became rapid, and they had a premonition of the effect of the Grand Master Wine.

"Those who are not satisfied with Xiantian wine, come and have a look at this grand master wine!"

"Grandmaster wine, once you drink this wine, as long as the skill has reached the late innate stage, you can rely on the power of the master wine to bridge the bridge between heaven and earth, become a respected master master, and start a sect!"

Suck……

When Wang Meng's words of the effect of Grandmaster Wine came out, everyone gasped in unison.

Grandmaster.

Even though there are many people in Zuixianju, most of them are in the innate realm.

Not to mention that there are only a handful of people who can reach the realm of masters, but they are definitely less than one-tenth of the total number of people.

"My master is hopeful!"

"Thank you Zuixianju, I thought I would never become a master in my life!"

"Buy! You have to buy a glass of grandmaster wine even if you lose all your money!"

……

Countless innate masters became excited like chicken blood, and their eyeballs were red.

With a glass of wine, one step up to heaven and become a master, who is not crazy.

"Grandmaster wine, 3 taels of silver!" Wang Meng's voice continued to ring.