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

Su Bei sighed, and thought to himself, if it was really that simple, the Qingzhou Martial Arts Association would not have allowed the Gu family to do evil for so many years.

"What if the Gu family has a respected person?"

Hearing Su Bei's words, Lu Wu, who was still full of disdain, froze for a moment.

Looking at Su Bei in disbelief, he asked, "Isn't it possible?"

Only by cultivating to the realm of the fifth-rank king can one know how huge the gap is between the fifth-rank king and the sixth-rank venerable.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a natural moat.

Just like the gap between a fifth-rank king and a fourth-rank Hualing Grandmaster.

Let alone the size of the strength, it is more a manifestation of other aspects.

For example, the fifth-rank king is an existence that can create gaps in space, which is a crushing existence for the fourth-rank Hualing Grandmaster.

Think about it, if the attack you worked so hard to create is swallowed by the opponent's gap in space, how can you fight?
Therefore, although the strength of the ten fourth-rank Hualing masters can already be compared with the fifth-rank kings.

However, under normal circumstances, even the ten Great Spirit Transformation Masters couldn't hurt the Fifth Rank King in the slightest.

And this was the reason why Su Bei's Wan Jianjue could not completely kill Zhou Tianchen.

The gaps in the space were blocked by the densely packed aura long swords that covered the sky and the sun, and successfully saved Zhou Tianchen's life when no one saw him.

However, Su Bei was able to be in the realm of the fourth-rank Hualing Grandmaster, and he had the power to kill the king, and he was able to amaze everyone!
But at this time, Su Bei actually said that there are sixth-rank Venerables in the opponent's camp?
Su Bei shook his head, and said in a rather helpless tone, "I don't know either, but instead of hoping that others don't have it, it's better to try to make it available to ourselves. If all of us standing here are sixth-rank venerables, you Are you still afraid?"

Hearing this, everyone present couldn't help but nodded.

And Situ Xue looked at Su Bei with a dark light in his eyes.

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Because of the existence of the six fifth-rank kings, the development of the Qingzhou Martial Arts Association has become rapid.

Of course, in order to cover up and continue to preserve its strength, the Qingzhou Martial Arts Association is still keeping a low profile as always, and everything is moving in a good direction.

After Su Bei became the master of the Xuanjian Sect, he also received a lot of resources, and his strength improved by leaps and bounds.

"Brother Su Bei, veteran Taoists are welcome!"

A disciple of the Martial Arts Association stood outside Su Bei's house and said respectfully.

Even though, at this time, Su Bei's room was still filled with a strong and pungent smell of alcohol, but the disciple of the Martial Arts Association did not show the slightest dissatisfaction.

They all saw with their own eyes that Su Bei defeated the fifth-rank king by himself when he was only a fourth-rank Hualing master.

Although Lu Wu at that time took the initiative to suppress his strength to the fourth-rank king in order to fight fairly, but this was enough to make everyone admire.

Moreover, when the entire Martial Arts Association was in crisis, Su Bei could take the initiative to stand in front of everyone in the Martial Arts Association.

Even those who had disliked Su Bei in their hearts before, after this incident, they couldn't help feeling a little admiration for Su Bei in their hearts.

The disciple of the Martial Arts Association waited respectfully outside the door, and it was Su Bei's deafening snoring that answered him.

Brother, seems to have fallen asleep?
After hearing Su Bei's shout, the disciple of the Martial Arts Association was puzzled and just wanted to leave.

But unexpectedly, Su Bei's voice suddenly came over.

"okay, I get it."

As Su Bei said, he threw away the wine bottle in his hand, his face full of drunkenness.

'Old Taoist!What did he ask me for? '

Su Bei was puzzled, but without hesitation, he quickly got up from the ground.

The wine bottles all over the floor made clinking sounds because of his actions.

And the drunkenness in Su Bei's eyes dissipated in an instant as Su Bei got up.

At this moment, Su Bei's eyes were clear, how could he be drunk at all?
The Qingzhou Martial Arts Association has also made huge changes for these fifth-rank kings.

For example, at this time, the original hard cement building has also become a thatched cottage.

And here, it is the old Taoist who lives.

Before Su Bei opened the door, he smelled the refreshing fragrance of tea.

Going in and taking a look, the old Taoist was boiling tea at this time, and the scent of tea floated into Su Bei's nose along with the fire.

"Try it?"

Seeing Su Bei push the door in, the old Taoist couldn't help but smile knowingly.

Su Bei shook his head, and said with disgust, "Forget it, I can't drink this stuff."

Hearing this, the old Taoist stopped making tea.

"Not everyone is qualified to drink the tea made by my old man." The old man chuckled lightly and didn't persuade him much.

Hearing this, Su Bei was silent for a moment, then turned to look at the teacup on the wooden table.

At first glance, Su Bei didn't notice anything unusual.

Looking at it at this moment, there was a hint of shock in his eyes.

Previously, the old Taoist obviously only gave Su Bei a cup of tea, but at this time, there were actually two cups of fragrant tea on the wooden table, with steaming steam wafting from them.

"How much do you understand about tea?" The old Taoist put down the tea set in his hand, sat on the wooden stool directly opposite Su Bei, and asked in an easy-going tone.

Just as Su Bei wanted to say that he didn't know anything about the tea ceremony, the old Taoist picked up the teacup, sniffed it lightly on the tip of his nose, and said, "Just talk about it."

Hearing this, Su Bei's face was silent, and he didn't choose to speak immediately.

Inside the teacup, the fragrance of tea overflowed, and a few pieces of tea leaves floated on the green tea.

And Su Bei's thoughts drifted along with the scattered pieces of tea leaves in the cup.

Although it is the Dharma-ending era, the characteristics of the practice civilization have emerged.

Troubled times are coming together, and the peaceful and peaceful world has become a little shaky.

Under such circumstances, if you want to continue to practice the past, you will inevitably face countless dangers and cruelties.

This is especially true for people with extraordinary talents like Su Bei.

With great talent comes countless responsibilities and enemies.

Under such circumstances, Su Bei could only continue to practice hard, and he could almost be described as ignorant of the tea ceremony.

After a long time, Su Bei's mood slowly turned around.

Looking at the old Taoist who was slowly tasting, Su Bei smiled apologetically, and said with a slightly embarrassed face, "Sorry."

"The juniors don't know much about the tea ceremony. The only thing they have heard is that Shennong tasted all kinds of herbs, encountered poison, and got tea to cure it."

The old Taoist nodded, "Yes, Shen Nong drinks tea to detoxify, this is the medicinal use of tea."

"The role of tea is not limited to these." The old Taoist said slowly, "Try a cup."

Hearing this, Su Bei no longer hesitated, picked up the teacup on the wooden table, and drank the fragrant tea inside in one gulp.