Ying Bukong is indeed one of the great masters in the world. He remains calm and unmoving, his body as solid as a rock, but his face that should have been expressionless already has an uncontrollable blush. As his eyes flashed, with one hand
He picked up the wine glass and slowly brought it to his mouth. After hesitating for a moment, he raised his head and drank it all!
A pure and mellow feeling slid down his throat. Ying Bukong silently moved his profound energy, clearly and touchingly, feeling that the wine had reached his stomach, and then he was surprised to find that there seemed to be still wine in his mouth.
I swallowed dryly again, but found that I still hadn’t finished drinking, so I swallowed again...
There is a folk saying about Chinese fine wine. After three swallows of good wine, the fragrance still lingers in the throat!
Ying Bukong was enjoying himself, when suddenly there seemed to be an extremely hot fire burning up in his stomach, burning all his limbs and bones in an instant, burning every blood vessel and meridians in his body!
In an instant, Ying Bokong felt that his blood was surging, and his hair seemed to stand up straight. He worked hard to use the Xuan Gong so as not to make a fool of himself in public, but the burning heat in his body was still flowing.
It's burning, still fighting from left to right!
If there is an opponent and a battle here, at this moment, Ying Bukong even feels that he can challenge Yun Biechen, who is ranked first in Shenxuan!
"Good wine! This is the best wine in the world!" Trying hard to control his impulse to yell, Ying Bokong tried hard to suppress himself. Finally, he couldn't control it. It seemed that he was suppressing it from his throat and from the depths of his heart.
He roared, although his voice was low, everyone could hear the excitement in it.
"This is what men drink!"
The prince drank a glass of wine, and suddenly he was stunned. After a long while, he finally stood up like a sleepwalker, turned around in a circle, and sat down in a daze. After a long time, he lowered his head, looked at the empty wine glass in his hand, and silently
She shed tears: "I realized today that my previous decades were really in vain..."
Suddenly he jumped up and jumped out violently, his arms flying in the air with sonorous force. He wanted to say something, but couldn't. After jumping around for a while, he returned to the table and sat down, chanting like a groan.
: "Good wine..."
Song Shang's body trembled uncontrollably. He still held the wine glass in his hand and still didn't drink. But after seeing the performance of the prince and Ying Bukong, he didn't need to say anything. He already knew that he had lost.
Lost without any suspense at all!
But this time, especially at this moment, he was extremely excited to lose, excited to lose, and elated to lose! He lost to a higher-level wine, but he had no regrets even though he lost! What's more, he was about to experience this truly top-quality wine.
The taste!
At this moment, Song Shang no longer had any intention of winning or losing. He just had a pilgrimage intention and tasted the peerless wine in his hand with great piety!
After drinking it all in one gulp, Song Shang clearly felt that his soul was dancing, his mind was singing, and every muscle, every meridian, and every drop of blood in his body was trembling with pleasure and moaning with pleasure...
After a long time, Song Shang's eyes suddenly overflowed with tears, and he sobbed low in his throat. The tears dripped into the white jade wine glass. He cried more and more miserably. Finally, his whole body was shaking, unable to speak, and he suddenly fell down.
On the table, weeping loudly.
"I, I, I... I can drink such a fine wine today... I have no regrets in this life... I have the opportunity to taste such a fine wine, I am so sad... I will die without any regrets..."
Song Laosan punched the table one punch after another, then punched his own head, tore his hair, and howled: "For the first half of my life... I lived like a dog... ugh
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Jun Moxie was dumbfounded, and his whole body could not help but feel creepy, with goosebumps all over his body.
It's not like I've never seen people cry.
It’s not like I’ve never seen a man cry.
But the man crying in front of him still gave Jun Moxie enough shock!
This is an old man over fifty years old!
He is also an intermediate Tianxuan master!
He is also a famous and terrifying killer!
Now you are crying so sadly for such a glass of wine?!...
Look at the prince again, with a dazed look on his face, as if he is suffering from epilepsy. The eagle's face is as heavy as a jujube, and he seems to have turned into a statue.
As for that? Isn’t it just a glass of wine?
Jun Moxie is at a loss for words.
Junda Killer still underestimated the power of Chinese wine!
Since Dayu first brewed sorghum wine, it has gone through five thousand years of precipitation and tempering!
Countless people, for the word "wine", are as crazy as crazy and as crazy as devils.
Wine makes people feel like poetry, like pictures, like immortals, like dreams, like crazy, like drunkenness, like fog or lightning!
From generation to generation, brewing technology has also undergone countless changes.
Jun Moxie has complete technology, so he feels that brewing wine is easy, but he ignores that he is standing on the basis of China's five thousand years of civilization and on the shoulders of countless giants!
Just all the people involved in the reform of wine, standing on each other's shoulders one after another in ancient and modern times, can surpass the height of Mount Everest more than three times!
The wine-making process Master Jun has mastered has taken five thousand years of hard work! It may seem simple, but the sages of the past generations have put in so many incredible efforts for these simple steps!
In this different world that is not as good as ancient China, I suddenly tasted the fine wine of modern China...
What kind of impact is this? This is simply - indescribable...
Song Laosan's profound energy cultivation has already reached the intermediate level of Tianxuan, and he is almost among the top masters in the world. This is already a level that is difficult for ordinary people to reach, but he himself does not pay much attention to it. He has almost achieved "
"Besides wine, there is nothing else good". If he had not devoted almost all his life to wine, I believe that his martial arts achievements would never be just that!
Song Laosan once lamented his obsession with wine, but despite his emotion, he felt gratified. He believed that among the wine enthusiasts in the world, his achievements in the art of wine were already at the pinnacle, and he had always been the best.
I am confident and arrogant, but today I suddenly found a wine that is many times more powerful than my own!
Song Laosan was more than just shocked?
At this moment, in his eyes, Jun Moye was more than just like a mountain, he was simply extremely tall and majestic. This young man was simply the incarnation of the ‘Bacchus’!
Oh my God! There really is such a fine wine in this world! There is actually someone in this world who can make such a fine wine! What is this person if he is not the God of Wine?
From the area that a person is most proud of, completely defeat this person!
This is tantamount to defeating Song Laosan’s life-long persistence! Collapse of his spiritual pillar!
There was silence in the tavern. For a long time, the four of them looked at each other. The prince was the first to speak: "Today's drinking..." There was still an aftertaste of excitement in his voice.
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Song Laosan: "Shame! What's the point of talking about wine competition? Compared with this young master's wine, my wine, as the young master said before, is just rubbish! There is no qualification for any competition at all.
, not even a trace of it. I, Song Shang, have traveled all over the world, but I never knew that this kind of wine still exists in the world!"
Song Shang's voice became more and more excited and louder: "I, Song Shang, am convinced!"
As he spoke, he stood up, with fanaticism in his eyes. When he came to Jun Moxie, he suddenly bent his knees, knelt down firmly, and knocked his head heavily on the ground: "Master, please accept my disciple's bow."
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Jun Moxie stood up hastily: "This..."
The prince and Ying Bukong looked at each other!
After a long time, Ying fought in the air and said: "I'm willing to admit defeat! Song Shang worships this little brother as his teacher. With this little brother's brewing skills, it's not an insult to him. Not to mention a humiliation!"
The final word!
Jun Moxie thought for a long time before finally laughing and said calmly: "Yes, in that case, Song Laosan, just get up. I will accept you."
What is this called?
Who says pie in the sky can't fall from the sky? Isn't this just pie in the sky? The prince himself saw this matter as a joke, just to see how Song Laosan would regret it. He was a master of Tianxuan, one of the best in the world.
Can a top assassin become a disciple on the spot just for a joke bet made by the former?... Isn't this too childish?
Becoming a disciple is a once-in-a-lifetime event!
You must know that in this era, the king, the earth, the master, the master are the five constants of human ethics. Although the word "teacher" ranks at the bottom, the meaning of authority is the first among the five, especially the kindness of the king and the kindness of the family!
Once a teacher, always a father! Your parents shape your body, but your master guides your life's achievements!
With Song Shang's identity and status, how could he possibly become the disciple of an unknown young man like this!
The prince obviously underestimated Song Laosan’s obsession with wine!
There is no order of learning, the master comes first! In order to seek the true meaning of wine, why not become a disciple!?
To be honest, Young Master Jun was quite surprised. Just now, he was thinking about whether he would ridicule Song Laosan if he repented, or sell his favor and pretend to be generous and let him go easily. Unexpectedly, he actually
…
But Young Master Jun will definitely not be pretentious and push back!
There is a free thug from Tianxuan strongman. If you don’t accept it, you will get nothing. If you don’t accept it, you are really crazy! Although this Tianxuan strongman’s original intention is just to learn wine making from him, although this Tianxuan strongman only wants to learn wine making from him.
At present, in my opinion, he is so untrustworthy and mysterious. Maybe there is some other power behind it, although this Tianxuan strongman...
It doesn’t matter so much. As long as you are my subordinate, can you still run away!?
Jun Moxie was very excited. He suddenly realized that since he was now a teacher, he should have the obligation to educate his disciples. In an instant, Young Master Jun fully deserved the aura of being a human soul engineer.
On the body.
"I said, Mr. Song Laosan, do you know why you lost?" Jun Moxie wanted to touch his beard in order to look like a respected person. He raised his hand halfway before remembering that although it would definitely happen in the future,
At the moment, he didn't have that thing yet, so he had to sit down and pretend to pat the dust on his legs.