In the Iron Bone Sect's martial arts arena, there was a huge fire, and the rising flames illuminated the surroundings clearly.
Hundreds of tables surround the fire, with all kinds of delicacies, pastries, and jars of wine placed on them.
Thousands of disciples stood in disorder, and the atmosphere was warm and high, as if they were having a celebration party.
"Come!"
Jun Chang raised the big bowl and said: "I drank this bowl of wine for the disciples who defeated the Shengquan Sect and promoted the power of my Iron Bone Sect."
"The master is mighty, the senior brother is mighty!"
All the disciples raised their bowls and drank happily.
I am always in a high-intensity cultivation mood, which is also relieved a lot by the stimulation of alcohol.
Combination of work and rest.
This is always emphasized by Master Jun.
So gatherings like this will naturally be held every once in a while.
Firstly, it allows the disciples to relax, and secondly, it also allows everyone to better integrate into the big family of the Iron Bone Sect.
"Head."
Su Xiaomo raised the wine and said, "Thank you for your cultivation over the past year. I will give you this bowl of wine."
"Hey, hey."
Jun Chang smiled and said: "If each of you came to toast me with a bowl of wine, I would probably drink myself into a puddle of mud today."
He said this, but he still raised the bowl and drank together with Su Xiaomo.
After all, I was an authentic Shandong native in my previous life. At the wine table, I was generous and open to anyone who came!
Say it again.
Reiki can get rid of alcohol.
As long as you don't want to get drunk, it doesn't matter how much you drink!
"Head!"
Xiao Sinji raised the bowl and said: "This glass of wine, I respect you, and I hope that the sect will prosper and become the strongest sect in the Starfall Continent."
Su Xiaomo smiled and said: "Junior Brother Xiao said something wrong, he should be the strongest sect!"
"Drink as a penalty, drink as a penalty!"
Li Fei and Tian Qi hurriedly followed suit.
Xiao Sinji was quite embarrassed and drank two large bowls in a row. He was so drunk that his face suddenly turned red.
When Li Yangcheng won the sect competition championship, he once drank too much and cried with his arms around the wine jar, because it was an emotional release from five years of grievances.
Now drunk again, with a smile on his face.
Because there is no grievance, no decadence, but a stronger heart.
After giving him chicken soup and training, Xiao Sinji, who was extremely depressed and sinking, stood up again. This was what Jun Changxiao was happy to see.
"Head."
Li Qingyang served the wine and said, "I would like to offer you this glass of wine."
If he had not met Jun Changxiao, his life would have ended outside Qingyang City, and he would not have achieved what he has today.
Other disciples toasted one after another to express their admiration for the leader.
It takes a while.
Jun Changxiao drank dozens of bowls of wine.
Although he sometimes used his spiritual power to dissolve some of the alcohol, his drunkenness still disturbed his consciousness.
"Come, come!"
Su Xiaomo drunkenly held a bowl of wine, put her arm around Li Fei's shoulders, and said, "One of us brothers will go."
"How can one be enough?"
"Tell me how many!"
"At least six must go, lucky!"
"Oh, I'll go, you're quite brave, come on, let's go six!"
Su Xiaomo and Li Fei got tough. They placed ten more large bowls on the table and filled them all with wine.
"Let's put it together!"
All the disciples gathered around to watch the fun.
"Gudu! Gudu!"
Su Xiaomo and Li Fei stepped on the chairs respectively, and then started drinking heavily.
"Two senior brothers."
Li Shangtian shouted: "This bowl of wine is more expensive than a pound of meat. Don't spill it when you go!"
"puff!"
Li Fei couldn't hold it back and spit out the wine, which just happened to splash all over his face.
"Hahaha!"
"Ahahaha!"
All the disciples laughed so hard that they fell forward and backward.
Jun Changxiao was holding a bottle of wine, lying halfway on the steps in front of the hall, watching the disciples having fun, with a smile on his lips.
He wants to build the strongest sect.
I want to create a happy and warm home.
For now, we have a happy and warm home, but there is still a long way to go before we can become the strongest sect.
Not everyone drinks.
For example, Lu Qianqian, Ye Xingchen, and Zhou Hong.
Although the three of them did not drink, they stood in front of the table, and the cheerful atmosphere around them also affected their hearts.
Especially the night stars.
Seeing his fellow disciples drinking without scruples and the sincere smiles on their faces, he thought to himself: "In my last life, I have never seen such a happy sect."
Halfway through the drinking tour.
Jun Changxiao turned on the speaker, and with the accompaniment of music, the disciples danced around the fire.
"Head."
Lu Qianqian came over and stood in front of the stairs and said, "It's a little inappropriate to let your guard down so much."
"fine."
Jun Changxiao took a sip of wine and said: "No one can break in..."
boom!
Suddenly, a loud noise came.
The dancing disciples stopped one after another, their eyes filled with surprise.
"Crack!"
Jun Changxiao turned off the sound, stood up and used spiritual energy to quickly dissolve the alcohol, and he suddenly became extremely sober.
Boom! Boom!
Just at this moment, two more loud noises were heard.
Only the formation hidden in the space was seen gradually emerging. It was obvious that it had been attacked.
Lu Qianqian frowned and said, "The people from Mosha Sect are here."
"It's really fast."
Jun Changxiao walked forward and opened the painted red door.
At the stairs of the mountain gate, a man in black attire scratched his head and said: "I didn't expect this little iron-bone sect to be protected by formations."
Who is this person?
Jiang Hell, Jiang Beggar!
It was still thousands of miles away at dusk, so it was quite fast to come here so quickly.
Jun Chang smiled and said: "Who is your Excellency?"
Jiang Xie raised his head, picked out his messy black hair, and said with a smile: "Mosha Sect, Jiang Xie."
"Crunch."
The door was immediately closed, and Jun Changxiao's voice was heard: "Sorry, my Iron Bone Zhengzheng Sect does not welcome people from the Mosha Sect, please go back."
Jiang Xie grinned and said, "Boy, is it because of the defensive formation that you are so confident?"
"brush!"
As he spoke, he raised his right fist.
A gush of spiritual energy visible to the naked eye surged in from all directions in an instant, and then suddenly blasted past.
"Bang!"
The power of this punch was at least one million kilograms, which was quite explosive, but it hit the protective formation without causing any ripples.
Jiang Xie was a little confused.
My strength just now has been condensed to 2 million kilograms. Even if I can't break the formation, I can at least give it a try!
"This Iron Bone Sect's defensive formation is a bit strong." Jiang Xie rubbed his hands and said with a smile, "However, it is quite challenging for me."
"Hoo ho!"
The powerful demonic energy was released from the body, and then under the control of spiritual thoughts, it instantly turned into fists and blasted towards the formation barrier.
boom!
boom!
boom!
There were bursts of explosions, like firecrackers.
However, after the violent bombardment, Jiang Xie grabbed his hair and broke down and said: "What the hell is this formation? After dozens of punches, there is no response!"
There is a reaction.
With the series of bombardments just now, the originally slightly blurry protective formation has become increasingly clear.
Disciples in the sect can see the arc-shaped formation barrier appearing in the sky.
"Babys."
Jun Chang smiled, clapped his hands, and said, "It's getting late. Let's go back and rest."
"yes!"
The disciples cleaned up the martial arts arena and then returned to the inner courtyard to sleep.
Although there were occasional bombarding sounds from outside at night, they slept very soundly.
This is because I practiced for too long and drank and had fun to relax.
Jun Changxiao also had a good sleep.
When I got up the next day, I opened the red door and saw a guy named Jiang Xie still standing in front of the mountain gate, his eyes bloodshot.
This is not about staying up all night.
This is because the formation was not broken after being bombarded all night!
"boom!"
Jiang Xie hit the barrier hard again. The force was still two to three million kilograms, but it still didn't move the slightest bit. Finally, he squatted on the ground, pulling his hair with a look of despair.