Yuan Tian didn't speak any more. He held a wine glass and drank wine alone.
The dragon's blood wine that could make the most powerful master drunk seemed to be like boiled water in his mouth, one cup after another.
You must know that Yuan Tian does not have martial arts strength at his disposal now. If he drinks like this, he will probably die from it.
Just when Yuan Tian was about to drink another drink, Lin Xiao reached out and held his wrist.
"Senior, you can't drink anymore."
"If your strength is still there, you can drink all those jars and I won't say a word."
"But now, this drinking party will kill you."
Lin Xiao said in a deep voice.
Hearing this, the drunk Yuan Tian slowly turned his head and looked at Lin Xiao, his eyes full of vicissitudes of life were extremely sober.
He just looked at Lin Xiao and said calmly: "Boy, now that my old friend has passed away, why don't you allow me to have a few more drinks?"
"If senior wants to drink, just switch to other wine. This wine is too strong for you now."
Lin Xiao shook his head and said in a deep voice.
How could he not see Yuan Tian's sadness, but he knew that if Yuan Tian continued to drink, he would have to answer here today.
"Okay, I'll listen to you once!"
"I have been alive for 100 years and eight, and no one has ever been able to control me!"
Yuan Tian put down the wine glass in his hand and suddenly smiled.
Seeing his appearance, Lin Xiao also showed a smile and said: "Originally, I wanted this boy Tianyuan to stay drunk today, but this boy's drinking capacity is too bad, so today I will accompany you, senior, to keep you drunk!"
"Good boy! If I had known you for decades, I would have fought with that old Yao Wang for my life to snatch you as my disciple!"
Yuan Tian clapped his hands and applauded, and then continued: "That old Yao Wang is obviously just a doctor, but he insists on accepting a martial arts prodigy like you as his disciple. What can he teach you?"
Listening to his words, Lin Xiao showed a helpless smile.
His martial arts was not inherited from Medicine King, but from another strong martial artist.
Lin Xiao had more than one master in his life. For example, Medicine King was his master in medical skills, and Chen Hong was his master in business.
As for martial arts, they are taught by others.
It's just that Lin Xiao's master told him before he died that he should never mention him to anyone, so Lin Xiao has always kept this secret deep in his heart.
"Drink, drink!"
"Why are those damn old guys so short-lived? I'm still alive after being like this, but it's better for them to die first!"
"On the contrary, those people in Buddhism who pretend to be noble live a better life than anyone else. The world is so damn unfair!"
Yuan Tian cursed, picked up the wine bottle on the table, raised his head and started pouring wine into his mouth.
After hearing his words, Sheng Bailian's eyes flickered slightly, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
Lin Xiao and others raised their glasses and drank with Yuan Tian.
Time passed slowly, and Yuan Tian was already drunk, but the martial arts aura remaining in his body still kept him awake.
"Boy, do you think that if this old guy like me regains my strength, maybe I can go to Buddhism?"
Yuan Tian, who was drunk and hazy, suddenly turned to look at Lin Xiao and asked with a half-smile.
It seemed that he was drunk, but Lin Xiao knew that Yuan Tian was still sober.
Even if his martial arts strength is gone, these ordinary wines still can't make him drunk.