Island Master Mo seemed extremely happy, because in his opinion, although Ling Feng appeared first and hurt his face, it was all a joke. With his appearance, the scene was calmed down, so,
Island Master Mo shook his head three times, swinging
After gathering his strength, he came to the center of the field. He didn't know if Yu Qilin was because Ling Feng was not relieved, or if he really had a personal grudge against Island Master Mo. He raised his eyes and glanced lightly, and Yu Qilin had a formulaic expression on his face.
To: "Draw lots."
Island Master Mo's face with chrysanthemums in full bloom seemed to have pressed the pause button. After several seconds, his smile spread, "Brother Yu?" Island Master Mo took a deep breath, and his eyes seemed to remind Yu Qilin that it was him now.
The master of Nanhuang Island is not that Taoist sect with such an attitude
, which inevitably made him embarrassed, "Draw lots!" Yu Qilin picked up the lottery jar with one hand, and impatiently slapped it in front of Island Master Mo. Island Master Mo's face turned the color of pig liver with embarrassment.
After a long while, he reached out his hand into the jar as if convulsed.
Finally, he took out his hand with excitement, Yu Qilin took it directly, then opened it and took a look, and immediately said: "First class!" There were boos outside the venue, because there were many sects participating in the Wen Dao Conference.
One or two hundred
, it really can’t be such a coincidence when divided by events. It’s obvious that Yu Qilin was designed, but everyone knows this, but no one says it. After all, Daozong and Nanhuangdao will suffer.
It's not them.
Ling Feng had just walked back to his seat and stood there. Along the way, there were people he didn't know who were greeting each other with fists in their hands. Ling Feng dealt with them one by one. As soon as his butt settled down, he heard Yu Qilin's voice, "A game."
, "It's so rude, how can such a thing happen in the world!" Ma Sanshi jumped up immediately, pointed at the center of the venue and shouted loudly, but in the venue with tens of thousands of people attending, his voice was instantly drowned out
.
According to the convention of the Wen Dao Conference, although there is no order of priority among the sects, when drawing lots, the hosting sects will intentionally put sects with similar strengths together. This will make it more enjoyable to watch, and secondly, it will also
To prevent some sects from being destroyed by powerful
It is a tacit rule among all fighters to defeat the opponent in one move, so that they can't save face and give birth to many grudges. However, Yu Qilin's arrangement is not only unfair, but also more straightforward.
If you do, it is highly suspected of avenging a private vendetta.
"When did Brother Yu become so narrow-minded?" Su Menghuai frowned and murmured in a low voice. Sitting next to him was a woman with a veil and a cloak, wearing a lavender dress that showed off all the beauty.
Chuchen said, "Senior Brother Su, you are already old. This
Have you changed your nature of fanning the flames?" The woman's voice was low and cold, and her words were to the point, and she did not give Su Menghuai any face. Several of the ten sects sitting together had teasing expressions when they heard it.
Looked over.
According to Su Menghuai's character, it was impossible for him to endure it, but strangely, he not only endured it, but also replied with a stern expression: "Junior sister reminded me." The Ziqun woman snorted coldly, and then sat up straight.
Su Menghuai took a deep breath and sat upright, looking at his nose and heart, looking like an old monk in meditation.
The lottery ceremony was very much looked forward to by the sects who had not been drawn, but it was a bit boring for the sects who had already been drawn. As the first sect to be drawn, Ling Feng sat there helplessly for two
For a long time, my mouth was dry from looking at it, and in this huge venue, except for the ten major sects who had fruit tea and other things prepared around their seats, no other sects had such treatment.
"It's so hot." Ma Sanshi pressed his dry lips. The venue is located at Yijian Peak in Tiandao Mountain. The mountain is 121 feet high, second only to Tiandao Peak. The protective talisman array covering the venue will be cold.
The strong winter wind blocked the outside, but it did not block the red sun shining directly above, making the venue feel like a midsummer day in June, with sweaty fighters everywhere.
Ling Feng glanced around him. Apart from Ye Wushang's calm expression, the two Xie brothers were also extremely hot. After thinking about it for a few seconds, Ling Feng thought, and then a transparent crystal bottle with a big belly appeared in front of him.
In his hand, "Qianmilexiang!" Ma Sanshi's eyes immediately glowed green when he saw this bottle. This is the most popular fruit wine on the road, and it is also an extremely expensive luxury product. Even for practicing sects,
It can only appear at major banquets.
Ling Feng took out a few cups from the ring. He didn't care about the eyes around him, and placed them one by one on the stone bench next to his butt. Then he exerted force with two fingers, and the wooden stopper as thick as his index finger "collapsed", and the aroma of wine suddenly smelled.
Overflowing, the green wine liquid slowly fell into the cup along the transparent crystal bottle. People everywhere stood up and looked around. Those who were knowledgeable smacked their lips first and then shook their heads.
Ma Sanshi didn't care what other people looked at him. He grabbed the quilt and started drinking. Several fighters not far from Ling Feng and the others looked at Ma Sanshi and the sect with envy.
Isolated from the world, although talisman and seal weapons are very popular in the secular world, relatively speaking, many sects are extremely poor. Many people have only heard of this popular mainland incense, but have never tasted it.
"What a treasure trove!" Ma Sanshi drank three glasses of wine in a row. The wine-loving fighter couldn't help it anymore and stamped his feet and kept sighing, while more people looked at him with complicated expressions.
Looking at Ling Feng and the other five people, they were old and young. They didn't look like rich people in appearance, but this young man with a smile on his face was so generous that many people were stunned.
.
"Uncle, is that wine really that good? I saw you swallowed your saliva several times, isn't that embarrassing?" A very delicate-looking girl glanced at the old man next to her with some complaints, and asked unhappily,
"Girl Hui, that's Qian Li Xiang. Even one tael is comparable to Qingjiang Jade Liquid. This thing is very expensive."
, I think I haven’t tasted it for twenty years.” The old man sighed in anticipation and disappointment, “You’re worthless, just a bottle of wine, just showing off!” The girl wrinkled her cute nose.
, rolled his eyes at Ling Feng, the old man didn't stop him, he just took another hard sip and praised repeatedly, "Good wine, good wine!"
At this time, Yu Qilin, who was standing in the center of the venue, almost turned black. He shouted three times in a row, but the sect that was called did not respond. When he turned around and looked, his nose almost became angry. There were as many as ten thousand people in the venue.
, whether visible or invisible, they were all occupied. Following everyone's gaze, Yu Qilin saw Ling Feng's smiling face.
"Everyone, it's better to meet by chance, together!" Ling Feng suddenly stood up, then waved his hand, and on the empty steps behind them, six huge wooden barrels appeared in two rows.
There is one person in the bucket
Tall, thin at both ends and thick in the middle, it can hold two hundred kilograms of wine. Ling Feng's sudden move really shocked the surrounding fighters. When Ling Feng unscrewed the cork on the wine barrel and the green liquid came out,
The whole venue was excited!
Thousandthousandthousands of miles of scent is actually barreled scented scented notes. Many people looked at Ling Feng in disbelief, because this wine is so precious. It is the royal tribute wine of the Raya Empire. The annual output is extremely limited, even for high-ranking officials.
It was impossible for people to just take it out and enjoy it with others. Lingfeng actually placed six 200-jin packages of Thousand Miles of Sage there. Even the ten major sect masters in the stands could not help but stare.
Just pump.
"Come on, come on, drink whatever you want!" Ma Sanshi seemed to understand Ling Feng's intention. He smoothed his sleeves and stood behind the barrel with a height of nearly two meters. He picked up one while carrying it, and then from nowhere.
Some large bowls appeared, and the wine splashed "gudonggudong". Soon seven or eight large bowls were filled. Lingfeng handed them over casually and didn't care.
The man gave him the bowl with a dumbfounded expression, and as soon as he touched his quilt, he said, "Fuck!" Ling Feng raised his neck with a smile, and he was so heroic that the dumb fighter reacted.
He took a sip in disbelief. When the wine in his mouth released a mellow aroma and a wonderful sensation that made people unable to stop, the fighter went crazy.
As soon as one person took the lead, more people participated. Soon everyone discovered that this young man Ling Feng was a real fool. He actually gave away the wine to everyone. Regardless of their mood, more and more people crowded in.
Duo, the meeting place was immediately thrown into chaos. The girl with a cute double bun stomped her feet angrily because her uncle had already squeezed towards Ling Feng desperately.
"Although it's a bit grand, it's still a way to win people's hearts." An old man with withered cheeks sighed faintly. If Ling Feng could see him up close, he might be able to recognize him. This old man, actually
He is the Yang Saint among the Three Saints of the Empire.
The lifeless venue was completely boiling because of Ling Feng's loose wine. Even Yu Qilin could only grit his teeth because although he was the leader of the No. 1 sect in the world, he actually couldn't control other fighters.
In this situation, unless he uses his great powers, he can only let it go.
It was just a drink. Could Yu Tiandao jump into the air and activate the power of the water element to suppress it? He could only stand alone in the center of the venue with a dark face. The fighters were all hot-blooded men, and there were few who were not brave.
Good wine, Ling Feng's Thousand Miles of Incense is gone, someone took out his own collection, the whole meeting
The venue was overflowing with the aroma of wine, as if a huge social party was being held. Only the top ten sect disciples who followed the elders of their sects were sitting on the steps in the east of the venue, but
Their eyes were looking expectantly at their crazy comrades from all angles.
Ling Feng laughed happily. The person who drank loudly with him was an old man with withered hair. This old man was really smart. Seeing that there were many people grabbing the wine barrel, he came up to Ling Feng and took Ling Feng away without any embarrassment.
He drank the remaining half of the bottle of wine on himself
In his stomach, the old man had a good drinker, but after half a bottle of Thousand Miles, he couldn't help but feel dizzy. He looked at Ling Feng as if he was seeing a relative, happily said some thoughtful words, and patted his chest to ensure that he could
Let Lingfeng easily defeat Nanhuang Island.
After the old man said this, a bright light flashed in Ye Wushang's eyes. He looked at the old man carefully, and his expression changed instantly.