Chapter 75: Good wine? Cat "pee"!

Jin Pingyue was embarrassed by what Lin Qingfeng said. Even though she was a lot older, her face without any wrinkles was still red.

"Brother Lin, it was all my fault in the past. As long as you help me out and don't let the smelly monk take my apprentice away, I will call you Brother Lin every day from now on."

Before Lin Qingfeng could speak, the drunken monk snorted with disdain and said, "You are so old and buried up to your neck in dirt. Isn't it embarrassing to use any honey trap?"

"Shut up if I want you to take care of it!" Jin Pingyue glared at him fiercely.[

The drunk monk ignored it, looked at Lin Qingfeng, and said sincerely, "Qingfeng, we have been friends for decades. We have been together through life and death countless times. I have never asked for anything from you. This time,

I just ask you not to interfere! I have accepted this apprentice!"

"Bah! What you are doing is simply robbery and a robber!"

The drunk monk raised his head and said, "Whatever you say! Anyway, I will never let go of this apprentice."

"Ha! Drunk monk, do you want to taste the power of my 'San Ping Zhui Xin'?" Jin Pingyue frowned and raised the sword in her hand.

The drunken monk held the alms bowl in his hand across his chest and said, "Will my purple and gold alms bowl still be afraid of you?"

Seeing that these two people were about to fight, Lin Qingfeng was very surprised. He couldn't help but cast his eyes on Qin Dong, wanting to see what was so surprising about Qin Dong that he could make the two of them lose their grace so much.

It didn't matter. Lin Qingfeng's eyes almost popped out of his sockets. When he first discovered Fang Xian'er, he was ecstatic, but when he saw Qin Dong today, he was shocked.

Qin Dong's physique, like a talented person and a beautiful jade, suddenly made it difficult for him to breathe. Even with his current cultivation level, he could not remove the impurities from his body and make it as pure as Qin Dong's body. If it were not impossible,

Feeling the fluctuations of spiritual power in Qin Dong's body, he thought that Qin Dong was a super master who was far superior to him, and attributed the terrible pressure he felt just now to Qin Dong.

I don’t know how many men once touched the wedding rings on their hands in front of the various beauties passing by, sighing with a lonely look that they were married too early. At this time, facing Qin Dong, Lin Qingfeng

It’s like shouting loudly, “It’s early to accept a disciple!”

Lin Qingfeng discovered Fang Xian'er when she was five years old, and it has been twenty years now. In twenty years, Lin Qingfeng allowed her to condense her spiritual power, which was Lin Qingfeng's greatest pride. But after meeting Qin

After Qin Dong, Lin Qingfeng was very confident that within twenty years, Qin Dong could reach his current state.

Although in front of Fang Xian'er, Lin Qingfeng was afraid that she would be sad and did not dare to reveal it too much, but from between his brows, Fang Xian'er could still detect his heartfelt admiration and faint regret.

This made Fang Xianer very unconvinced. She glanced at Qin Dong and asked Lin Qingfeng: "Master, is this kid really that good?"

"A genius from heaven, a rare talent to be found in a thousand years!" Lin Qingfeng looked at Qin Dong blankly, shook his head, and uttered eight words as if he was dreaming.

Lin Qingfeng was a little depressed. In terms of cultivation, he had always been ahead of Zui Monk and Jin Pingyue. But if Qin Dong became their disciple, I'm afraid it wouldn't be long before Qin Dong would surpass Fang Xian'er. By then,

Wouldn't he be going the other way and losing to them?

"Just him?" Fang Xianer was greatly surprised by Lin Qingfeng's high evaluation of Qin Dong. He looked at Qin Dong over and over again. Except that Qin Dong's appearance was absolutely outstanding, he couldn't see anything else.

thing.

Zui Monk and Jin Pingyue are both old. Now their biggest desire is to find a suitable successor to pass on their own cultivation, so that they will not follow them into the coffin. And a natural person like Qin Dong

Jade is something that can only be found but cannot be sought. How can he say a few words and the other person will give up?

Lin Qingfeng realized that this matter was of great significance to both Zui Monk and Jin Pingyue. He could not express his opinions casually, let alone help one to persuade the other.

After pondering for a moment, Lin Qingfeng said with a solemn expression, "Monk, Pingyue, I really can't make the decision for you on this matter. In my opinion, let this little brother make his own choice."

The drunken monk reacted quickly. When he heard this, he immediately put on a friendly look and said to Qin Dong with a smile, "Boy, let me tell you, my cultivation level is much higher than hers. If you choose me to be your master, I promise to use it."

In a few years, you will become an unparalleled master in the world."[

Before Qin Dong could speak, Jin Pingyue over there rushed to take over the conversation, "Humph! What's the use of having a high level of cultivation? You're a stinky monk, you drink every day and get drunk at every turn. If he becomes yours

Disciple, I'm afraid I won't learn anything and my great time will be wasted."

"Nonsense! It's true that I love drinking, but I have never been so drunk. Jin Pingyue, don't just talk nonsense and ruin my reputation just to recruit disciples!"

"Am I talking nonsense? Ask Brother Lin and Xian'er to see if I'm talking nonsense! Little brother, don't listen to him. You worship me as your teacher and I will try my best to teach you. If you do something wrong

Well, I won't beat you or scold you. But he is different. He has a rough personality. If you follow him, you will get beaten many times by him!" Jin Pingyue showed her gentle side to her heart's content.

It was shown and it was very convincing.

No matter how you say it, Jin Pingyue's image is much better than that of the drunk monk. The drunk monk is unkempt, dirty, with a big belly exposed. At first glance, he has no idea about the word "hygiene". In addition,

Jiu Gourd, who never left his body even for a moment, was clearly an alcoholic. Can an alcoholic teach a good apprentice? Jin Pingyue caught the drunken monk's weakness in appearance and struck hard, making the drunken monk immediately nervous.

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"Jin Pingyue, don't talk nonsense. I was worried because I couldn't find a suitable apprentice, so I resorted to drinking to drown my sorrows. Now that I have such a good apprentice, of course I will change my mind and start a new life.

"Quit drinking, stop being impatient, and teach him well!" The drunken monk was obviously anxious, and he even said the words "change his mind and become a new person."

"Hmph! I'm afraid the dog can't change its habit of eating shit!" Jin Pingyue said coldly.

Seeing Jin Pingyue and Zui Monk arguing endlessly over him, Qin Dong secretly laughed in his heart. Zui Monk, a third-level monk, and Jin Pingyue, a second-level monk, no matter who they are, their cultivation level is one step behind him.

Jiezi. He said he wanted to accept him as his disciple, but on the other hand, he accepted them as his disciples, which was pretty much the same.

Qin Dong didn't want to get involved in this farce anymore and wanted to say goodbye and leave. Unexpectedly, the drunk monk changed his mind at this time, took out a small wine jar from his arms, and winked at Qin Dong with a smile.

He said, "Boy, I have good wine here. If you are willing to call me master, I will give it to you. Heroes have loved wine since ancient times. You must be good at it, right?"

"Great Monk, could this be 'Fire Burning the Heart'?" Before Qin Dong said anything, Lin Qingfeng couldn't help but exclaimed.

The drunk monk chuckled a few times, looking like he had a winning chance.

"Stinky monk, didn't you tell me that you have finished drinking Liehuo Burning Heart a long time ago?" Liehuo Burning Heart is even better than Liehuo Golden Silk Wine. Lin Qingfeng is also a good drinker, so he can say that about Liehuo Burning Heart.

He had been coveting it for a long time, but the drunken monk lied to him, saying that he had drank all the burning heart, so Lin Qingfeng had no choice but to give up.

He didn't expect that the drunken monk secretly hid a small jar. If he wasn't too eager to accept Qin Dong as his disciple, he would definitely not be willing to take it out. However, since he even took out the burning heart

, it can be seen that he is determined to win Qin Dong as his apprentice.

The drunken monk admitted the truth, and Jin Pingyue was also a master who refused to admit defeat easily. Lin Qingfeng was a little worried. What if the two of them broke up their decades-long relationship because of the problem of accepting disciples?

"Hehe... Boy, smell it, this fire-burning heart is definitely the most delicious wine in the world." The drunk monk opened the mud seal that sealed the wine jar, and a strong aroma of wine immediately came out of the jar.

It spreads through the mouth. It is so strong that it penetrates directly into the heart. Even the alcohol bug that has been hidden deep will be brought out.

The drunk monk tempted Qin Dong and said, "How about it? Even I can't bear to drink such a fine wine! Just call me master. Just call me once, and there will be no need for any apprenticeship ceremony or anything like that."

How about it? I am not pedantic, I am very refreshing! Hahaha..."

Jin Pingyue's heart suddenly reached her throat, and she stared at Qin Dong eagerly, fearing that Qin Dong would not be able to resist the temptation of the wine and become a drunken monk.

Qin Dong did not disappoint her after all. He touched his nose with his hand, twitched, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I don't like it."

"What? You...you don't like drinking?" The drunk monk's eyes widened with an expression of extreme surprise. He almost doubted whether Qin Dong was a man.

Qin Dong stretched out a finger, waved it, and said, "No, of course I like drinking!"

"Then...then why do you still say you don't like it?" The drunken monk was confused by Qin Dong.

Qin Dong smiled and said, "I said I don't like your wine. When did I say I don't like drinking?"

As soon as Qin Dong said this, the drunk monk's eyes almost fell to the ground, and he pointed at Qin Dong, trembling as if he was possessed by a ghost, "You...you mean, my Burning Heart Wine is not good?

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Qin Dong made a surprised expression, stared, and said, "Why, you call that thing wine, I thought it was cat urine!"

"You, you, you... you're so mad at me! Such a good wine, you actually said it was cat urine? You must be crazy, otherwise, I am crazy!" The drunk monk looked unacceptable, as if
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