However, they still underestimated the smell of alcohol in the passage from the fifth to sixth floors of the ancient cellar. Not long after walking forward, they heard a thump and a monk fell to the ground, and then rolled uncontrollably towards the bottom of the steps.
, luckily someone next to me blocked it, otherwise I would have rolled to the bottom.
Sure enough, someone still misjudged his own strength and fell drunk in this ancient cellar. Fortunately, this monk did not come alone. There was a friend of his next to him. Seeing this situation, the friend did not participate in any tasting.
After the drinking party, he directly picked up the drunk man and walked out.
This scared many people away, and another seven or eight Jindan monks turned around and walked out of the passage. They had already figured it out. They knew that they could not defeat the people below, so what was the point of continuing to persist?
What's the point? It's better to turn around and avoid getting drunk and making a fool of yourself.
This was the situation when Qingyang came to the entrance. Some people were continuing to walk down, while others were going back the way they came. Suddenly, a freak like Qingyang appeared with a swarm of alcoholic bees covering his body. No one made a fuss.
They are all monks, what kind of methods have you not seen before? The people going down can't bother to worry about other people's affairs, and the people going back don't bother to care about what methods he uses.
After the smell of alcohol subsided, Qingyang accelerated his pace and soon surpassed the others. When Qingyang entered the sixth-floor hall of the ancient cellar, there were still more than a dozen people who had not come down the steps.
With the protection of the alcoholic bees, Qingyang felt much more relaxed. Most of the alcohol was absorbed by the alcoholic bees, and Qingyang absorbed only a small part. The current situation is the same as before on the third floor of the ancient cellar.
It was almost time. According to the situation, he could go down one or two floors further. However, he did not rush down. Instead, he stood quietly behind the crowd so as not to attract too much attention.
Now in the main hall on the sixth floor of the ancient cellar, there are more than 20 monks standing, plus a dozen who have not yet fully come down, there are almost 40 people. The final winner should be among these 40 people.
However, the dozen or so people who have not yet come down are struggling to reach the sixth floor. They have obviously reached their limit and there is not much competitiveness. Therefore, the winners can only be these people in the hall, but the number is more than the twenty places.
After a few, I'm afraid some people will be eliminated.
Those junior disciples of Yuanying monks and late-stage Jindan monks have been entering the sixth floor of the ancient cellar for a while. It’s not that they have good intentions and want to wait for others, but they have almost reached their limit, although they are better than those who are still on the steps.
, but it’s not much better. I stayed here to get used to the strong smell of alcohol on the sixth floor and to estimate whether I could enter the seventh floor of the ancient cellar.
Although Qingyang has kept a low profile, he still attracted the attention of others. The first person to notice him was Bao Tan Sanren. However, Bao Tan Sanren came to the sixth floor with perfect foundation building cultivation. He must have done something secretly.
It was too late for him to keep a low profile. Of course, he couldn't go up to ask. He just looked at Qingyang in surprise and said nothing.
Shi Ruyu also saw it, and said with a strong alcoholic breath: "It's really strange. There are only three foundation-building monks entering the second stage, but two of them have come to the sixth floor of the ancient cellar. They are more powerful than many middle-stage Jindan monks.
This time the wine tasting was attended by many different people, which was an eye-opener.”
Master Lone Star nodded and said: "Yes, the wine tasting party has been held for many years. Although there are occasionally foundation-building monks who perform well, there have never been so many as this time. Judging from their condition, they are better than many people present. This
The hope of winning the first level is great.”
Master Qingsong said: "The background of these two people exceeds that of many Jindan monks. It is normal for them to behave like this. The boy who just came here has raised so many alcoholic spiritual insects at such a young age. It is not something ordinary people can do.
, the other person is usually drunk, but the more he drinks, the more sober he becomes. He has obviously practiced some high-level skills related to spiritual wine, and his background is also very unusual."
"Yes, after seeing them, we realize that the world is huge and there are so many talented people and strangers that we can't imagine. No one can underestimate it." Master Lone Star agreed.
Shi Ruyu curled his lips and said: "No matter how good they perform, they are just foundation-building monks. If they can't break through the golden elixir, they will never be able to compare with people like us. There is no need to take them too seriously. Let's talk about the next step first.
It’s a matter of coming down.”
"What's next? Brother Shi really plans to go to the seventh floor to take a look?" Master Lone Star asked.
After Master Ziyun was taken away by his master, Shi Ruyu was much less interested in the test. However, the big words he had said before had already been spoken. It would not look good to back down now. He could only bite the bullet and said: "We are already here, don't go down.
I don’t want to give in. This link always has to decide the winner, not to mention I also want to test my own limit.”
These people have almost reached their limit, and the difference between them is not very big. Shi Ruyu refuses to admit defeat. Naturally, Master Lone Star cannot let his master's name be undermined, and said: "Brother Shi has such courage, I will definitely accompany you.
Then let’s go down and have a look together.”
Master Qingsong said: "I can still persist, and I can accompany you for a walk, but it's hard to say whether I will be able to enter the seventh floor of the ancient cellar in the end."
Zhenren Gu and Zhenren Han were the ones with the lowest cultivation among the five. It was not easy to persist until this point. Both of them were a little confused. When it was their turn, they couldn't even speak clearly and said: "I'm not drunk..."
...I can still drink...the seventh floor...I won't go...I won't go..."
Seeing the situation of the two of them, they must not be able to go down, so the three of them, Shi Ruyu, looked at each other and walked towards the entrance of the seventh floor of the ancient cellar. In addition to the three of them, there were also seven late-stage Jindan monks following them.
The dozen or so people below stayed where they were.
They knew their situation very well and knew that they could not go to the seventh floor of the ancient cellar. If they went down any further, they might make a fool of themselves. It was better to stay here and see who could hold on longer.
Seeing that the ten people in front of them had disappeared at the entrance of the seventh floor of the ancient cellar, Qingyang and Baotan Sanren did not hesitate, and took steps towards the entrance of the seventh floor of the ancient cellar at the same time.
In this link, the top twenty people will be selected, and only ten people will enter the seventh-level passage. That is to say, as long as they can follow up and persist until the seventh red line appears on the jade slip, they will definitely qualify in this link. Qingyang is addicted to alcohol.
The bee swarm still has some energy left to help, but the Baotan Sanren have put all their hopes on the line and must make a desperate move, even if they risk their lives to get a chance.
After entering the passage from the sixth to seventh floors of the ancient cellar, the surrounding alcohol smell was stronger. Qingyang was slightly better. Although the alcohol smell was strong, it was worse than the previous fifth floor of the ancient cellar. He could barely hold on, while Baotan Sanren was...
The strong smell of alcohol hit him and he staggered, almost rolling down the steps. Fortunately, Qingyang supported him by the side, allowing him to steady himself.