Wine Sword Immortal: Hangover on a rainy night, a sword shakes the world

Great Xia Kingdom, Qingzhou City.

It was the rainy season in August, and the sky was gloomy and depressing.

Raindrops fell on the ground, splashing water.

The usually bustling street has also become a little deserted, with only a few pedestrians walking in a hurry.

Among the few pedestrians, there was a drunk teenager without an umbrella.

His hair was disheveled, his clothes were casually opened, and he was holding a bottle of Erguotou in his hand, taking two gulps from time to time, his handsome face was full of sadness.

Pedestrians in a hurry on the side of the road noticed this scene, and showed disgust in unison.

Drunk people are always disgusting.

The boy ignored all of this, continued to drink, and staggered towards the distance, letting the cold rain hit his body.

……

His name is Su Bei, and he is a time traveler.

A year ago, he traveled to this parallel world similar to Blue Star.

This is a world where spiritual energy is revived, and everyone has the opportunity to become a strong person.

When he traveled to this world, he activated the Wine Sword Immortal template, and he could become stronger as long as he tasted various fine wines.

At the beginning, he was full of pride, thinking that he would become a free and unfettered sword fairy in the future, looking down on all living beings.

In the past year, he drank all kinds of fine wine, but he couldn't cultivate even a trace of sword energy.

Yesterday, he was persuaded by the school to transfer him to an ordinary university.

Su Bei's heart was ashamed, and he got himself drunk in a fit of anger.

Alas... the ups and downs of life are nothing more than this!
……

It's been raining!
Su Bei's heart was like the sky, the light was hidden deep in the thick dark clouds, and it was pitch black.

He didn't know how much he drank, and he was so drunk that he couldn't tell the direction.

Staggering all the way, walking aimlessly, like a walking dead.

……

at this time.

On the playground of Qingzhou No. [-] Martial Arts Academy, several students were running in circles. They seemed to have made a mistake and were being punished to run away. After seeing the swaying figure of Su Bei, they all stopped in place.

"Look, that drunk...doesn't he look like Su Bei from the kendo genius class?"

"Be confident and remove the likeness."

"Didn't he be dismissed and transferred to an ordinary university yesterday? Why did he come back today?"

"It looks like he's drunk, and...he's not lightly drunk."

"This guy usually looks fresh and handsome. Why did he suddenly degenerate? Could it be because he was stimulated by the persuasion?"

"..."

"I'll go... what do you think he's doing?" a teenager in the crowd shouted.

In the center of the playground stands a two-meter-high statue.

This statue is the founder of Qingzhou No. [-] Martial Arts Academy, a sword master who once killed ten sixth-level monsters with a single sword.

This sword master has guarded Qingzhou for 20 years, and he is the most admired person in Qingzhou.

Since the Sword Master left Qingzhou City, the First Martial Arts Academy has erected a statue for students to look up and worship.

Although it is a statue, no one has dared to desecrate or disrespect it over the years.

But right now, a shocking scene is happening.

at this time.

Su Bei wobbled up the steps under the statue. He brushed away the hair in front of him, and looked at the statue thoughtfully with drunken eyes.

After a while, he suddenly put the Erguotou in his hand into the mouth of the statue.

He was still muttering vaguely: "You and I are poor people, in this heavy rain, you must have something sad, right?"

"Drink some wine and warm yourself up!"

The wine, mixed with rain, flowed down the mouth of the statue.

Su Bei was so drunk that he lost his mind and couldn't distinguish reality. In his eyes, the statue was a living person.

"It's my turn."

He took the wine bottle away from the statue's mouth, raised his head and drank the rest of the wine.

"boom……"

"Cheer up!" Su Bei threw the empty wine bottle casually, and wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth smartly.

Then, ignoring the wet ground, he sat down next to the statue, lowered his head and talked to himself, not knowing what to say.

Maybe because he drank too much, he hugged his knees and fell into a lethargic sleep without much effort.

……

The few students who were running around stood there dumbfounded, as if they had been immobilized.

A few minutes later, one of the boys came back to his senses: "This guy...is he crazy! He actually fed wine to the statue of Taibai Sword Master? This is disrespectful!"

"Good guy! This guy is playing too big!"

"He seems to have drunk too much and passed out?"

"Hurry up and notify the teacher!"

"..."

At the moment, a student ran towards the teacher's building.

At this moment, earth-shaking changes were taking place in the sleeping Su Bei's body.

"Ding, the first time I got drunk, I got ten years of cultivation."

"Ding, it's the first time I get drunk and get the Wanjian Jue."

Following the voice in the depths of his mind, a fierce sword energy emerged from his body out of thin air, wandering among the meridians of the limbs and bones,

Qi and blood in the body are rushing like an abyss like an ocean.

If you look carefully, the surface of his body is covered with a thin layer of mysterious energy, blocking the rain from the outside world.

"The body turns into ten thousand swords, returning to Zongming to destroy."

Su Bei, who was in a coma, groaned unconsciously.

……

It didn't take long for the entire Qingzhou No. [-] Martial Arts Academy to boil.

Those who slept in the dormitory, those who attended classes in the classroom, almost all those who could come gathered on the playground.

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze."

"Damn it, who threw the slippers on my head."

"Don't take off my pants."

"..."

A group of people crowded towards the statue in the center.

"Give me some peace."

Suddenly, a loud shout exploded in everyone's ears.

Everyone's hearts tightened, and for a moment they felt a powerful momentum coming surging.

Then, I saw a middle-aged man with a big belly descending from mid-air to the statue in the center.

"I'll go, Fat Buddha is here, that guy is dead."

"It's over. With Fat Buddha's character, it is estimated that Subei will not even be able to go to ordinary universities this time."

"This guy is real, what's wrong with him, he has to come to the playground to be drunk and crazy, now it's over."

"..."

Everyone was talking in whispers.

Gu Shenghai, the dean of the school, is the most strict and unkind person in the whole school.

As long as you make a mistake, you will never show mercy and you will be punished to the end.

In addition, Gu Shenghai is a well-known Gu family member in Qingzhou City, and he is a third-rank master of spirit transformation, so no one dares to offend him.

In the Qingzhou No. [-] Martial Arts Academy, there is a saying: "It is better to offend Lord Yan than to offend Fat Buddha."