Two hundred and fifty-ninth chapter wine is still open
Chapter 259: Drunk but still brave
Invitation from Kuangren Chu!
Has anyone in the world ever had a drink with Kuangren Chu?
Based on Feng Ziyue's guess, there probably isn't.
It is said that Kuangren Chu has had such a cold and proud character since his youth. No one would believe him even if he said he could make any friends.
At least, no one has ever come forward and said that they are friends of Kuangren Chu.
Before the decisive battle, Chu Kuangren suddenly asked him to have a drink, which was an interesting thing.
Naturally, Feng Ziyue would not refuse.
Kuangren Chu was not only his grandfather, but also the strongest man on the Tianwu Continent. Although Feng Ziyue had only met him once, he was heartbroken by his reputation.
Before the final battle, close contact was also what he longed for.
Feng Ziyue followed Gu Xiren out of the quiet room, and Gu Ying followed behind him, avoiding everyone silently, passing through the house, bypassing a small forest, and stopped in front of a stream of light.
steps.
Under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, there stood a man, tall and tall, with a black cloak raised. Although he was just a figure from behind, he looked like a god.
Madman Chu!
The best Chu Kuangman in the world was standing quietly under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, looking up at the waxing moon, wondering what he was thinking.
Behind him, there was a small table and two chairs.
There are a row of wine jars lined up, with as many as seventeen or eighteen jars.
Although Feng Ziyue is not good at wine, he smelled the alluring aroma of wine and knew that this must be the best wine.
"Young Master, please sit down!"
The ancient attacker led Feng Ziyue to the small table, asked him to sit down, picked up a jar of wine, and brought it to him.
At this time, Kuangren Chu also slowly turned around.
Nothing has changed since we met three years ago.
Kuangren Chu should be quite old, but he always looks like a man in his thirties, with dark complexion, short hair, stubble erect, thick eyebrows, bright eyes, and a hard face.
Lines are intimidating.
Just by turning around, that strong pressure rushed towards me, and I could only hear the popping sound, and there was a slight popping sound in the wind.
This was just unconscious pressure, but Feng Ziyue also felt as if a stone wall was pressing over him, or as if thousands of troops were rushing towards him.
When he first met Kuangren Chu, he suffered a lot under this kind of pressure.
But now, Feng Ziyue is already at the peak of Xiantian. In terms of cultivation, even though he is inferior to Chu Kuangren, the difference is not that obvious. He can also calmly withstand this strong pressure.
Indeed, in today's world, there are only a few people who can approach Kuangren Chu face to face, let alone sit at the same table and drink with him.
Even if one ignores Kuangren Chu's temper, there are probably not many people who can bear the overwhelming pressure.
When Chu Kuangren saw Feng Ziyue, he nodded slightly, narrowed his eyes, walked to the table, and sat down slowly.
Gu Xiren quickly picked up another jar of wine, patted off the mud seal, and brought it to Kuangren Chu.
Kuangren Chu lifted the wine jar with one hand, shook it towards Feng Ziyue, opened his mouth and took a sip, and saw that like a dragon drinking water, the fine wine in the jar turned into a silver thread and flew straight into his mouth.
The shaking just now was probably just a polite greeting. Feng Ziyue also knew his temper, so he didn't take it seriously. He smiled slightly and gently threw the wine jar into the air. He saw that the wine jar was dripping and messy.
It turned, but it did not fall. The wine leaked from the mouth of the jar, pouring down like a waterfall. Feng Ziyue opened his mouth to drink, which was very heroic.
Kuangren Chu's eyes lit up, and he seemed to appreciate it very much. He patted the wine jar in front of him and broke it into pieces.
He drank all the fine wine in the jar in an instant, and not a drop was left.
Gu Xiren was clever, and while Chu Kuangren smashed the wine jar, he had already sent another jar over. Chu Kuangren raised the wine jar and looked at Feng Ziyue again.
Feng Ziyue knew what he was thinking. With a flick of his finger, the wine jar spinning in the air fell to the ground and broke into several pieces. Feng Ziyue had already drank up the wine in it.
The first time you drink, you will naturally have a drink when you meet.
But for Chu Kuangren’s level of pride, one cup is far from enough.
It has to be at least one jar.
After the two of them finished fucking, although they still didn't speak, the atmosphere became much more relaxed and warm.
"Young master, your ability to drink is not bad, but it's a pity that you can't have a good time because your drinking capacity is too poor! What a pity!"
Gu Xiren spoke from the side, obviously speaking for Kuangren Chu.
Feng Ziyue's drinking capacity was naturally mediocre and could not be compared with the huge amount of alcohol consumed by Madman Chu. Of course, he was now at the peak of his innate ability. If he wanted to use the energy of heaven and earth to eliminate the alcohol, it would be easy.
But in this case, it's not about drinking, but about competing in skills.
What's the fun in that?
Feng Ziyue knew that he was a very light drinker and could not compare with Kuangren Chu. He smiled slightly and said, "It's not about drinking too much, but it's about being at ease. If you want to be happy yourself, why should you care how much others drink?"
He raised the second jar of wine, took a sip, and praised it.
This brewing method is probably a unique secret. It has a sweet taste. When you drink it, a wave of heat rushes up into your stomach. You feel so comfortable all over. I just finished the jar in one breath, but it is not as good as this small sip.
Flavorful.
The ancient attacker smiled and said: "The young master really knows the goods. This heart-broken rotten wine is brewed by the lord after spending ten years of hard work. Its efficacy is not inferior to that of the ninth-grade innate elixir. An ordinary person will die after taking one sip."
, there are really not many people in the world who are qualified to drink this kind of wine..."
Feng Ziyue couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Chu Kuangren's taste is really unflattering, but such a fine wine has such a weird name.
However, this wine is brewed with elixirs. It is not like innate elixirs, which rely on monarchs and ministers to work together to suppress the medicinal power. Instead, it uses fermentation to fully burst out the medicinal power in one go. The medicinal power is mixed. If you are a person with lower strength, drink it.
One bite may really break your heart and rot your heart, so naming it like this is not a bad idea.
Of course, for a peak innate master like him, this wine is not only harmless, but actually beneficial.
This boiling medicinal property, with Feng Ziyue's strength, can be easily controlled and guided throughout the body. Both the internal energy and the physical body can be enhanced to a certain extent.
But Kuangren Chu didn't care what they said.
He just kept drinking wine from one jar after another. Each jar was about a foot tall. Seeing that he drank more than a dozen jars, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. He didn't even have any bulge in his abdomen.
Where did he drink all this liquor?
Feng Ziyue also knew that Kuangren Chu didn't like to talk much, so drinking at such a close distance was a rare opportunity in itself.
He didn't say much, he just drank a few glasses of wine with Kuangren Chu.
Unknowingly, the east turned pale and it was almost dawn.
Kuangren Chu suddenly threw the wine jar in his hand, stood up, turned around and left.
Feng Ziyue knew that he had enjoyed himself to the fullest, and the meeting for tonight was over.
He also stood up and nodded slightly.
In an instant, Kuangren Chu had disappeared at the end of the woods.
He came up when he was excited and returned after his excitement was exhausted. He didn't say a word overnight.
Feng Ziyue also admired Kuangren Chu's demeanor.
It's a pity that although he is his grandfather and has a very deep connection. His style and martial arts are all people that Feng Ziyue admires very much, but... this battle is inevitable.
Moreover, Feng Ziyue must win this battle.
In other words, Madman Chu must die.
He is different from Long Buyang. Long Buyang can be defeated, but Chu Kuangren cannot.
If Madman Chu loses, he will only die.
This battle will determine life and death!
Presumably, Kuangren Chu also knew this, so he came to him tonight to drink in the bar all night.
They were both at the peak of their innate nature, so there was absolutely no chance of them holding back. With Chu Kuangren’s character, he would not hold back on Feng Ziyue.
If Feng Ziyue were defeated, there would be almost no hope of survival.
On Tianwu Continent, among the demon-sealed lands, only these two people are the top opponents.
One mountain cannot tolerate two tigers!
There is only one thousand-foot solitary peak. If two peaks stand side by side, one of them will surely fall!
Feng Ziyue sighed slightly, but there was nothing he could do about it. He just heard Gu Xiren smile and say: "My lord, I have a lot of fun tonight, thank you Master Feng for your honor."
"I don't dare!" Feng Ziyue cupped his hands and smiled lightly, "I would like to thank my grandfather for the hospitality."
The chance to call Grandpa face to face was probably gone, so Feng Ziyue was a bit polite in his words.
The ancient attacker smiled slightly and said, "It's rare that my lord has a gift for you. I would like to ask the young master to accept it."
Kuangren Chu invited him to drink and gave him gifts. If he hadn't known that two days later would be the decisive battle, others might have thought that he was going to marry someone.
Feng Ziyue knew that Kuangren Chu acted independently, so he didn't find it strange. He nodded, "The elder gave it to me and I dare not refuse, so I will accept it."
Gu Xiren laughed loudly and clapped his hands, "Gu Ying, why don't you come and meet the new lord soon!"
He turned his head and smiled at Feng Ziyue again, "Gu Ying is my adopted son. He didn't know the rules since he was a child. Now he is entrusted to the young master, so I have to ask the young master to take more care of him!"
Feng Ziyue was stunned for a moment, "Senior Gu, you said he was the gift my grandfather gave me?"
He did not expect that Gu Ying was only twelve years old, but his assassination style swordsmanship was close to reaching its peak. In time, although he would not become a peerless master, he was hiding in the dark, and he was afraid that any peerless master would be threatened by him.
But he didn't expect that Kuangren Chu would actually give him the killer he had trained for ten years?
Gu Ying was also stunned for a moment, but Kuangren Chu's order was more important to him than the imperial edict. He immediately knelt down on the ground and kowtowed three times to Feng Ziyue respectfully.
"Lord, Ying'er is here. If you have any orders, I will die without hesitation!"
Gu Xiren smiled slightly and nodded to Feng Ziyue, "Exactly, Gu Ying is naughty and wants to trouble the young master to take care of him..."
Feng Ziyue frowned.
He is not being hypocritical. Although this ancient shadow is young, he is proficient in assassination-style swordsmanship. It is much better to keep him by his side than to become a hidden enemy.
However, there are still some questions as to why Kuangren Chu would give him this child he had worked so hard to cultivate.
You must know that even if Chu Kuangren wants to cultivate a genius like Gu Ying, it is not an easy matter.
Masters of this assassination style have extremely high qualification requirements. What's more, Gu Ying is only twelve years old and has such powerful swordsmanship. His future prospects are limitless.
"Senior Gu, I wonder why my grandfather gave me the ancient shadow?"
If you don't understand, just ask directly.
Chu Kuangren and his family are not secretive people, nor do they engage in any conspiracy. They act openly and aboveboard. If you ask directly, he will not avoid the question.
Sure enough, Gu Xiren laughed loudly, "Don't you understand, young master? This is just a way of asking for help..."
His face was pale, but he seemed to be saying something insignificant.
"If this is the battle of the Double Ninth Festival, the young master can defeat the lord. Once the lord dies, no one will be able to protect the ancient shadow. Masters of the assassination style have no ability to protect themselves at all. If no one protects them, they will die sooner or later, so why not
It's better to let him take shelter under the young master, and there will be no worries..."
"if--"
Gu Xiren smiled again, "If the young master dies under the lord's fist, then Gu Ying will naturally return to the lord's sect. Is there any problem?"
Feng Ziyue smiled bitterly and nodded, understanding what they meant.
Kuangren Chu really doesn't care about life and death. To him, victory or defeat is just a given. All he has to do is pursue the best result.
If he can survive, he will pursue a higher realm of martial arts.
If he dies, there will naturally be appropriate arrangements.
This is not to say that his calculations are appropriate, but this kind of indifferent attitude towards life and death cannot help but make Feng Ziyue feel speechless.
It is precisely because of this that in Kuangren Chu's eyes, life and death are no big deal, so in addition to being indifferent to his own life, he is also indifferent to the lives of others.
That's why he was able to threaten his son-in-law and grandson with his daughter's life.
For him, life and death are not a big deal at all.
In his eyes, the most important thing is the peak of martial arts.
Other than that, everything is just that.
Even his own life is the same!
Maybe only this kind of person can reach the pinnacle of martial arts...
Feng Ziyue couldn't help but feel this way.
However, even if Kuangren Chu has really reached his peak, for Feng Ziyue, he is still an opponent that must be defeated.
As Feng Ziyue himself said, he was reborn thirty years ago just to make the impossible possible, to surpass the impossible peak, and to defeat the impossible person. Only in this way can he change the tragic life of his previous life.
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His spirit is to surpass the peak and become stronger. No matter who stands in front of him, he will not succeed!
Because what Feng Ziyue protects with his sword is a priceless treasure to him.
This will inspire him with endless courage and become an undefeated existence!
The decisive battle on the Double Ninth Festival will be just two days later.
At that time, the battle between the peak and beyond the peak will determine the outcome and life and death.
Two days passed quickly and easily.
As the sun rises, the clouds disperse on the top of the thousand-foot solitary peak, revealing the bare summit platform.
The ninth day of September is the day of the decisive battle.